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Chapter 586 The sound of the piano
Xingzi and the charterer staged a funny chase and escape drama.

Tailor shop.

"Mr. Zhou, are you here? The tunic suit you ordered is not ready yet." Zhou Qiang ordered a lot of clothes yesterday.

"Boss, I'm here today to order some work clothes." Zhou Qiang planned to make some work clothes for the Kung Fu Noodle Restaurant and show his words on them.

"Workwear? What do you want?"

"I want to open a kung fu noodle restaurant," Zhou Qiang explained the situation.

"Kung Fu Noodle Shop? Ah Gui and Coolie Qiang are going to work in your noodle shop, right?" Before, Ah Gui and Coolie Qiang talked about the Kung Fu Noodle Shop.

"Yes, boss, do you know kung fu? If you know kung fu, you can also work in my kung fu noodle shop." Zhou Qiang tried to invite.

"I, this..., I don't know kung fu." The tailor didn't intend to leave, and wanted to continue to live in seclusion in the pig cage walled city.

"The specific appearance of the work clothes..." Zhou Qiang did not insist.

Soon.

The charter woman came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

She was chasing stars and bumped into a billboard.

"Wife, how are you? Are you okay?" The charterer hurriedly coaxed his wife.

"I'm fine. Huh? Why do you have lipstick on your face? I beat you to death. Crackling..." The renter started beating her husband again.

Xingzi there.

He hides in the lighthouse and heals himself.A lighthouse is a place on the street, on top of a street lamp, where people can hide.

Xingzi injured his shoulder and was poisoned by snake venom.

For ordinary people, there is no doubt that death is inevitable.

However, Xingzi's consciousness was blurred, and he subconsciously manipulated his body. He hit the Tathagata Palm and exerted his body's potential. Not only did the skin trauma heal quickly, but the snake's venom was also cured.

It's just that he doesn't remember the memory.

I don't know why his wounds got better.

...

Time moves on.

Xingzai and Fatboy continue to fool around.

From time to time, I would look around the Pigpen Walled City, looking for trouble.

"Crackling..."

Firecrackers sounded.

Kung Fu Noodle Restaurant is open.

At the same time, the ice cream shop also opened.

The ice cream shop is managed by the dumb girl Xiaofang.She found many physically handicapped people as shop assistants.

Ice cream parlors not only sell ice cream, but also candy.

Attracted a lot of children, business is not bad.

Inside, there are several capable young men and young girls as shop assistants.

None of them looked ordinary.

Zhou Qiang met once, and they talked with Zhou Qiang about a lot of progressive ideas.

Zhou Qiang expressed his approval and donated money and materials, donating a lot of things.

Kung Fu noodle shop there.

First day of opening.

Outside the shop, a large stove was set up.

A Gui and several masters knead and roll the noodles with kung fu, showing their unique skills.

Flying knife sliced ​​noodles, long-distance sliced ​​noodles, overhead sliced ​​noodles, Shanxi chefs also have wonderful performances.

Others, masters who know knife skills, perform chopping vegetables.

The master who knows the crescent shovel performs cooking.

Run around, show legwork.

Those who know how to hide weapons, perform aerial dishes.

and many more.

In short, everything about Kung Fu Noodle Shop is related to Kung Fu.

This wonderful performance attracted many people.

"it is good!"

"awesome!"

"How much is a bowl of sliced ​​noodles?"

"What? A bowl of noodles, a hundred oceans?!"

"Bazhen noodles are more expensive, a bowl of hundreds of oceans!"

While appreciating Kung Fu, everyone was also intimidated by the high price.

Most people just watch the fun.

Don't dare to go in and spend.

However, the kung fu noodle restaurant is already full.

Most of them are foreigners, and there are a few yellow-skinned ones, basically from the Japanese country.There are almost no people in the Xia Kingdom. They feel that eating such expensive noodles is not worth it, and only fools eat it.

Kung Fu Noodle House became an instant hit.

For the next ten days or so, every day was full.

No matter if you are a foreigner or an official, you have to line up honestly.

They thought it was so delicious.

And after eating it once, I want to eat it a second time.

That taste is unique.

In fact, in terms of taste, Zhou Qiang has engaged in black technology.

He made a lot of things like "beef essence".

Anyway, they are all for foreigners to eat, and they deserve it if they are eaten to death.

...

this evening.

Zhou Qiang came to the noodle shop.

"Mr. Zhou, these are the accounts for these days. We make a profit every day." A Gui and Coolie Qiang first reported their income.

"The profit is not bad." Zhou Qiang looked at it casually and felt that the income was not bad.In his eyes, it's not bad, but in the eyes of A Gui and Coolie Qiang, the profits are frighteningly high.The initial pricing blew them away.

"Mr. Zhou, do we really pay such a high salary?" Zhou Qiang set a high salary for the masters, and A Gui and Coolie Qiang were a little afraid to pay it.

"Yes, the kung fu noodle restaurant mainly relies on everyone's kung fu to support the scene, and it should pay high wages." Zhou Qiang is not stingy with money.The masters of Kung Fu noodle restaurants can get wages that are more than ten times higher than the average income.

"Well, Mr. Zhou, how much should the white seasoning you give be worth?" Coolie asked.He is responsible for adding additives such as beef essence.The entire noodle shop, only Ah Gui and Coolie Qiang knew that there were these white powders.No one else knows.

"One tael counts as a hundred oceans." Zhou Qiang set a price at will.

"Mr. Zhou, are we expanding the store? There are a lot of customers queuing outside every day." Ghost said.

"Yes, just ask the surrounding shops, we can buy it at a high price or rent it."

"Mr. Zhou, we don't have enough manpower, we need to recruit people..."

"Continue to recruit people, but you must know kung fu..."

"Mr. Zhou, there are two more things. One is that foreigners want to cooperate with us to open a branch, and the branch is opened overseas. The other is the challenge letter." When A Gui said these two things, his face was very ugly.

The noodle restaurant opened by Zhou Qiang is making a lot of money every day, which makes many people envious.

Foreigners choose to cooperate and make money together.In fact, they have ulterior motives and want to steal core secrets.

Those from the same country chose to smash the business, which made it difficult for Zhou Qiang's Kung Fu Noodle Restaurant to continue.

"Gauntlet?"

"Mr. Zhou, we are a kung fu noodle restaurant. Some people are not convinced and come to challenge." A Gui handed over some challenge letters.These challenges are all Xia Guo's own people.They like to fight among themselves.

Zhou Qiang took a casual look.

"I see. I don't care about the challenge letter. How do foreigners want to cooperate?"

"Foreigners want our kung fu and secret recipes," said the coolie forcefully.He also looked ugly.

"Hehe, foreigners are not good things." Zhou Qiang sneered.

"Mr. Zhou, if we refuse to cooperate, I'm afraid foreigners will make our noodle shop unable to open." Ghost said.

No matter when, foreigners take advantage of everything.They are robbers at heart.

"For foreigners, let's get in touch with them slowly first." Zhou Qiang has plenty of ways to deal with foreigners.
"In this way, with 1 yuan, you can learn kung fu for a month.

However, I will never teach real kung fu, you can sum up what to teach specifically.

Anyway, on one principle, defraud foreigners of their money and not let them get benefits. "

Zhou Qiang likes cheating foreigners the most.

Now that foreigners have come to your door, let's go to death.

"Okay, you can teach them to carry water first." Coolie insisted.

...

They discussed for a while.

Zhou Qiang left the Kung Fu Noodle Shop.

He walked into a deserted alley.

A dozen men in black blocked Zhou Qiang.

"Mr. Zhou..." The man in black was about to say something.

"Crackling..." Zhou Qiang's men fired, and a dozen or so people were killed.

At this time, someone came again.

They are short in stature, but they look strong.

"Baga..." They had guns in their hands, and a burst of "cracking" guns blocked Zhou Qiang and the others.

"Mr. Zhou, let's cover, you go first." Just when Zhou Qiang's men were in a dilemma.

Suddenly, there was a piano sound.

Puff, puff,
The Japanese died inexplicably.

Their heads fell off, not sure how.

(End of this chapter)