Chongxi's petite wife dressed as a vegetative boss

Although the face was much older, it was not much different from the photo.

After all, Ah Sang had professional training in this field when he served in the army, and he is very good at identifying human physical features.

But he didn't make any noise, just opened the car door with a smile, and said, "It's raining a lot! Uncle, come in and sit down!"

Ji Feng felt that he was unlucky, so he went to the town to buy some daily necessities.

As a result, on the way back, we encountered such a heavy rain.

He doesn't have any money, and he depends on that crazy man to support him, and he doesn't dare to lodge.

I had to hurry back, but got stuck here.

Fortunately, there was a car here, otherwise he would probably have been showered.

He sat in the car and said, "Brother, are you going into the mountains? I'm afraid the rain won't make it into the mountains, and there is a high possibility of landslides."

Ah Sang sighed and said, "Yes! The mountain goods business is not easy to do! I made contact yesterday, but it rained heavily today. I'm afraid this business will fail."

The new mountain products are picked and shipped on the same day, and everyone in the mountains knows it.

But Ji Feng said with interest: "Yo? What kind of wild goods does my brother want? I have a batch at my place. They are all good things, but they are not fresh."

In order to save money, the old lunatic went up the mountain with himself every day to collect various mountain products.

After harvesting, they are dried in the sun for later use, and a lot has been accumulated over the years.

The old lunatic is reluctant to sell, but he is really running out of ammunition and food recently.

Ji Feng doesn't want to live on potatoes every day, if this little brother can take it away, he can make a fortune.

Ah Sang is looking for a place to live, so if that's the case, let's not startle the snake again.

So he said very happily: "Okay! Uncle, where do you live? When the rain stops, please show me the way. I'll go over and have a look at your goods."

Ji Feng said happily: "No problem, no problem, but the rain may not stop for a while. How about we find a place to shelter from the rain? I know there is a small hotel nearby, but The accommodation fee..."

Ah Sang said very generously: "Don't worry about the accommodation fee, I will take care of everything."

When Ji Feng heard that the other party was so open-minded, he instantly wanted to do business with him even more.

It's just that Ah Sang has a doubt in his heart. Is this really the murderer that Kim is looking for?

This state alone doesn't look like it, this is obviously just an old man in sixties.

Ji Feng looks about 60 years old, although he is not particularly old, but there are wrinkles on his face.

Living in the border province all the year round, he also has the unique dark complexion of the people here.

It's just that the accent can still be vaguely heard, he should be from the north.

During the chat, Ah Sang also asked about Ji Feng's details, and he actually answered them one by one.

He said that his business failed in his early years, and he was implicated by his son. The middle-aged lost his son and ran here to commit suicide.

In the end, he didn't die and was saved by a lunatic.

Judging from his current mentality, he is quite cheerful, and there is no hostility in his subtle expressions.

He felt that Mr. Jin's money might be wasted this time, so he gave the other party a hint: "The target is found, there is no abnormality."

Jin was also shocked when he received the message. It took only a few days to find it?

It is worthy of being the famous Sang Shenglin in the circle, expensive is indeed expensive for a reason.

But he also knew that this was just the beginning, so he sent another message: "Continue to follow up."

Ah Sang sent him a reply note and continued to work.

When the first autumn rain falls, City J, a city in the north, is getting ready for autumn.

But it's not too cold, the residents in the community are still wearing short sleeves.

Su Moyan removed the small fan on the parasol, and looked very satisfied with the healthy, bronze-colored skin of the vegetative boss.

Xindao, this is what a man should look like, why do you want a cold white skin?

Then he went to work contentedly.

Su Moyan didn't launch new products during this period, and wanted to maintain the balance of these categories for the time being.

And soon he will be able to upgrade the Class B patent, and he also wants to wait for the upgrade before conducting new product development.

During this period of time, his food street has finally grown to a small scale, and the row of shops opposite the original community has all been taken into his pocket.

The monthly turnover is more than 100 million, and there are 70 to [-] in his hands, and the small traders are also making a lot of money.

On average, they can earn [-] to [-] yuan a month, and they are so happy that they can't even close their mouths.

This is the charm of food. Sure enough, food is the most important thing for the people, and the ancients did not deceive me.

This period of time passed smoothly, neither the Su family nor the Mo family bothered him again.

Maybe they are too busy to take care of themselves?

It is said that the Mo family and the Su family were fighting, and the Mo family had promised to benefit the Su family, but they suddenly backed out.

The Su family held the handle of the Mo family and threatened to make Mo Baiding difficult to behave in the circle.

Mo Baiding is not the kind who will be threatened by others, saying that he will make the Su family unable to get along in J City.

Although the fight was fierce, it still didn't completely tear the face.

Su Moyan knew that they would not tear each other apart. These two families are like a nest, and when they want to do bad things, they will definitely continue to cooperate.

I hope they can fight more during this time, the less time they have to take care of themselves, the more time they have to grow up.

But it turns out that Su Moyan really let go too early.

He was just about to show Xie Qi the cooperation agreement drawn up by Mr. Mo, so as to develop business in other provinces.

A middle-aged man in a kimono found him and challenged him.

Su Moyan: ...

Your Japanese cuisine competes with my Chinese cuisine, aren’t you courting death?

Of course, this is obvious in his world, because Chinese cuisine is extensive and profound, and the culture of eating has a long history.

The ancestors regarded eating as a top priority and never made peace.

Su Moyan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked, "Sir, I'm just a small restaurant owner. Have you mistaken the PK partner?"

He knew that the Japanese were very difficult, and he didn't want to take up this challenge.

And he just wants to make snacks to make money, feeding the short-lived ghosts of this big family is enough for him to exhaust himself physically and mentally.

What's more, there are Su family and Mo family who are deadly rivals, how can they have the time to deal with these?

The other party still had a very decent smile, and asked the people around him to hand him something similar to a challenge book.

Although the whole process looked very polite, it made Su Moyan extremely uncomfortable.

The man smiled again and said: "Mr. Xiao Su, you are welcome. You have become famous in J City, and I am also well-known. Originally, our Koizumi Cuisine ranked first in the sales of catering in J City, but now it has become sister-in-law's cuisine. This makes me very unconvinced, why not have a PK between men!"

Su Moyan: ...

My turnover this month is only a million or so. Is this the number one sales?

So what do you have to do?

But yes, the entire Huaguo is a family with low food and low desires, so it is understandable to rush like this.

The food is not delicious, and it is really not worth the price.

Su Moyan was not happy to let the outsider of Japanese material take the first place.

Fortunately, I easily defeated him.

So he smiled lightly and said, "Is there still a need to compare? Mr. Koizumi, haven't I already won?"

The smile on Koizumi's face finally couldn't be maintained anymore, and the corners of his lips twitched.

Su Mo said in his heart, you pretend to me again, the Japanese food store is so expensive, and the sales are still so high, why don't you reflect on how unpopular your food is?

However, the other party's expression only slowed down a little, and then resumed that smug smile.

He took a step forward and said: "Mr. Su, is he afraid of losing? To be honest, the reason why you can win should be relying on small profits but quick turnover. I have studied your snacks, and each serving does not exceed 20 yuan. Such things, Hehe, it's really hard to be elegant. If I also lay such a dense pavement, I will definitely win you. After all, you only barely beat me last month, and you only have a few thousand more turnover than me. "

Su Mo was speechless. If he said that his turnover was only the online income of the public and commercial statistics, in fact, cash income still accounted for one-fifth of the share?

But he was too lazy to argue with the other party, and said: "Then Mr. Koizumi should also set up more stores."

However, he knows that Japanese sashimi and seafood are more, and if the pavement is so large, the freshness of the ingredients cannot be guaranteed.

As a result, the quality will drop.

Unlike snacks like Su Moyan, who sell fast and easily make money.

But he took his shortcomings as advantages and felt that he was superior.

Su Moyan didn't mean to belittle the Japanese food, but the one who flirts first is cheap, and he has never been polite to this kind of people who come to him.

Koizumi was reluctant to give up: "I heard that Mr. Su has always claimed to be the inheritor of traditional Chinese food. If so, why don't you come to a competition? At that time, I will invite the judges from the five countries to come. If Mr. Su If you really won, wouldn’t that justify the name of traditional Chinese cuisine? To be honest, your traditional Chinese cuisine tastes really too ordinary, otherwise it wouldn’t have created the status quo of your current low-desire diet.”

Su Moyan didn't like to hear these words, so he sneered and said, "Mr. Koizumi! If you are a frog in a well for a long time, you won't know how wide the world is outside. Well, if that's the case, then I'll take yours." Gauntlet."

The reason why this fictional world has low appetite for food is really because the author of the original work did not understand Chinese cuisine.

The Chinese restaurants she can eat abroad can only meet the standard of low appetite diet.

The other party was very happy and said: "Then I will give Mr. Xiao Su half a month to prepare. Then we will live broadcast the whole China in Mowen Plaza, J City. Please prepare five traditional Chinese snacks. When the time comes, I will Let you be convinced."

Su Mo was heartbroken. Where did his sense of superiority emanating from the inside out come from?

Sure enough, the face is still too big, and this kind of fight should feel better.

After Koizumi left, Su Zhe ran over with Xiaobai, worried: "Xiaoyan, are you sure?"

Su Moyan didn't answer his question, but just took out a piece of white paper and carefully drew a stove on the white paper.

Then Su Zhe asked strangely: "What perfume did you wear? It smells so good!"

Su Moyan stopped holding the pen, suddenly raised his head to look at Su Zhe, and asked, "Did you smell it?"

Su Zhe said: "You will smell it when you get close!"

Su Moyan's eyes were full of tension: "Then, how do you feel?"

Su Zhe looked strange: "How can it feel? It just smells good!"

M City, Hundred Thousand Mountains, Ji Feng has already set off with Ah Sang.

After four or 10 minutes of driving, they turned around like a maze, and in a very inconspicuous valley, they saw a dusty medical research institute.