Stall setting starts from Malatang

Chapter 232 Chapter 232, Beishan Market 2
"Um!?"

When Lin Xiaojian heard the stall owner's scolding, he couldn't help but stop what he was doing, raised his head and glanced at the stall owner in confusion: Didn't all the aunts do this just now?If you don't look at it, how do you know which one is better?
The stall owner who sells fish is a middle-aged man with a weathered face. The wrinkles on his forehead are as deep as those carved by a knife. His short hair is covered with white hair in twos and threes. It can be seen that the years have left heavy marks on his body.

Almost all of these small stall owners look like this. Their faces are much older than their actual age. They get up early and work hard in the dark to earn their hard-earned money.

Hard work is hard work, this kind of people are the most snobbish, like Lin Xiaojian, who is so white and tender that his fingers are not touched by spring water, he is definitely not the target customer, so they will not be too polite.

Lin Xiaojian quickly saw what he was thinking from the contemptuous eyes of the boss, and he was no stranger to this. Suppliers who had never cooperated with him almost always looked at themselves this way for the first time.

From the standpoint of the stall owner, those picky aunts really want to buy, just let them touch it a few times.How can a customer who makes it clear that he doesn't want to buy tamper with his delicate goods?

"If you don't buy it, don't block it."

"Do you, a young man, have the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young?"

"Don't touch my fish."

The aunts on the side agreed one after another, taking the opportunity to squeeze forward, trying to squeeze Lin Xiaojian out.

The market is chaotic, and the clustering effect is obvious. The business of the good stalls is so good that you can’t squeeze in; the poor stalls are so empty that you can only wait for the leftovers to be cleared and sold cheaply after noon.

[If you don’t want it, then don’t, your family is not the only one who can sell octopus at the market]

Lin Xiaojian is also good-tempered, since you won't let me touch it, then I'll just put it back.If you are a violent person, you won't let me touch it, but I want to touch it, what can you do, buy and sell by force?

"Hey, is Boss Xiaolin buying fish too?"

Just as he stood up to leave, the voice of A Yue, the owner of Tiantian BBQ, sounded behind him.

Captain Wang asked all the vendors in Beishan Night Market to come to support the opening event this morning, and no one dared to miss it.

"Boss Liu, this is the sales champion of our Beishan Night Market, known as Hermes Malatang, your price is cheaper than him, and you will sell it in the future.

Ah Yue told the fish seller familiarly that they are here, just to sell favors.

"Ah? This..."

The owner of the fish seller was busy cutting the internal organs of the pomfret for the customers. Hearing Ah Yue's boast, he turned his head and looked at Lin Xiaojian in surprise: "It's understandable that some people are naturally beautiful, but he always His hands are so white, he must not be a worker.

What type of work a person does can be seen on the hands.For chefs, the hands are generally rough and thick, and the color is very dark. There are many scars from scalding oil and wounds from knives.

The chef's knife skills are definitely better than ordinary people, but how can he not get his shoes wet when he often walks by the river, the angle at which hundreds of degrees of high-temperature oil will splash is unpredictable.

Lin Xiaojian's hands are slender and fair, no matter who they are, they will think they are the hands of an artist at first sight, not for rough work.

Judging people by their appearance is very common in traditional industries. Masters and apprentices can be distinguished from their appearance, unlike clerical jobs where leaders and workers wear similar clothes, and they cannot be distinguished without looking at the seats and offices.

"Well, do you know each other?"

After Ah Yue's enthusiastic introduction, he was stunned when he saw that the two parties did not treat each other politely, but stared at each other in silence. The atmosphere was not right.

He wasn't that kind of enthusiastic person in his life, but he just happened to meet him today and introduced him by the way, to connect the two of them, which was unexpectedly embarrassing.

"I didn't know you just now, but now I do."

"The fish from this boss's house may be relatively rare. You can't even touch them. I can't afford them from a roadside stall."

Lin Xiaojian clapped his hands, facing Ah Yue's curious eyes, and said indifferently.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words, and no one would feel comfortable being looked down upon.

With his temper, being looked down upon by others won't make him care about every detail.But Boss A Yue is also an enemy and a friend, Lin Xiaojian is unwilling to lose face in front of him.

Both of them are Hermès-level stalls, not to mention that the east wind overwhelms the west wind, it is not too much to sit on the same level.

"Old Liu, what's going on?"

Ah Yue couldn't help asking, he was very picky about the ingredients, he had basically patronized the vendors in the Beishan Vegetable Market and the surrounding bazaars, he knew who had the best quality and who had the cheapest price.

Boss Liu’s aquatic products are bought by the whole basket at the pier in the middle of the night from the fishing boats that have just docked. They are absolutely fresh and not expensive. However, the sizes are uneven and you have to choose them yourself. Whether you can choose good seafood depends on own vision.

His business is not small, and he sells out all the hundreds of catties of seafood he buys every day. He only does it on the lunar calendar, and he is well-known in the market circle.

"It's okay, just tell him not to touch it. A kid from outside the road, what kind of seafood does he know? Malatang also uses seafood?"

If there is no one around, Boss Liu won't care about the trivial matter of bowing his head and admitting his mistake. In business, you can't compete with customers.But now several acquaintances beside him are helping him to speak, urging him to roast him on the fire, unable to get off for a while, so he can't help but force himself to speak.

"This, you can't say that!"

Ah Yue thought so too, but when he opened the door to do business, how can he say that the customers are not, not to mention that he and Boss Xiaolin are colleagues to a certain extent.

"Can't you understand seafood if you sell Malatang?"

Lin Xiaojian had already turned around and took a step forward. When he heard Boss Liu's complaints, he turned around and stared at him and asked every word.

"Co-author, you people from Feng County know how to eat seafood, and you don't know how to eat it from other places? There are so many five-star restaurants in the world, can you only invite people from Feng County to make seafood?"

As a foreigner, he inevitably encounters some locals engaging in regional discrimination in his work, and he has long accumulated dissatisfaction in his heart.In the past, I was incapable and had no temper to compete with others. After gaining confidence, my mentality gradually changed.

Malatang is not worthy of buying seafood?Is this occupational discrimination?

"This, of course, is not the case..."

As soon as Boss Liu finished speaking, he immediately realized that he had said something wrong.Some politically incorrect words are fine for you to say in private, and it is your fault if you say it out.There are many factories on Beishan Avenue, and there are more migrant workers than locals. Many restaurants are for foreigners.

It is true that most outsiders are not as good at eating seafood as locals, but with so many factories, they can always produce some high-income outsiders such as mechanics and workshop directors.There are even many outsiders who started from scratch in Feng County, starting from a poor apprentice and becoming a boss worth tens of millions, completing their class rise. These people eat seafood as much as the locals.

(End of this chapter)