"Isn't it?" The young villager was confused.

"Take your colleagues and leave quickly!" Jiang Chuyang waved his hand.

"But there are no food sellers anywhere else in the market!" The young villager looked ugly.

As for other dry food, he had long been tired of it and would vomit after eating it.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have heard of anyone selling food in the market.

I brought my co-workers over immediately and lined up.

"That's your business and has nothing to do with me." Jiang Chuyang said, turned around and left, returning to the big iron pot to get food.

However, what Jiang Chuyang didn't expect was that the young villagers lining up did not leave, nor did the other strange villagers queuing up.

They were still lining up in a regular manner, and followed the team to arrive in front of Jiang Chuyang.

Judging by the number of people, there were at least twenty or thirty people.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Chuyang looked at these twenty or thirty people and put down the pot and spoon in annoyance.

Wang Deyuan couldn't help but become vigilant. After all, this thing looked a bit abnormal.

"Why not? Boss, don't you still have a lot of big dishes in this big iron pot? Sell us some!" A stocky young villager said with a naive smile.

"Yes, there is a lot of rice in your wooden steamer. If there is any leftover, it will be wasted. You can still make some money by selling it to us." A chubby villager followed and looked at the boiled fish in the big pot.

That's drool-worthy.

Other villagers in line couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

After all, it was in the past.

They rarely see big pot dishes in the market that are so delicious and delicious.

Of course, there are no restaurants in the market.

Those who work in the market cannot buy hot meals even if they have money.

And now there is an opportunity.

Of course they won't miss it.

"No, you are deadbeats! You actually relied on me." Jiang Chuyang had a headache after hearing this: "I won't sell the extra food. I didn't see that the sixty or seventy masons working for me haven't finished eating yet.

? If it’s not enough later, I’ll give them more food!”

"And there are still several of us who haven't eaten." Wang Deyuan added.

In this case, the food will be sold.

So what do they eat themselves?

As soon as these words came out.

The dozens of villagers who lined up were silent.

Also a little disappointed.

Just when it was time to leave.

But Boss He, who sells Nanzhu, showed up running: "Chuyang, Chuyang... Is there any food left? Give me one, don't worry! Money is not a problem."

"Give me five portions, too." On the street, the short and fat Boss Wang also appeared, accompanied by his fat son 'Wang Bo', who was almost seven years old and holding a bowl.

"Didn't you cook for lunch today?" Jiang Chuyang looked at Boss Wang and Boss He, whom he knew, and couldn't help but laugh or cry.

"I did it, but the food cooked by my wife is really unpalatable." Boss He replied with a sneer.

"Just sell a few copies to us. My son and I almost vomited after eating the steamed buns." Boss Wang agreed with a smile on his face.

"Well, well, brother, the food you cook is so delicious, I can smell it from a long distance away." Wang Bo followed.

"I don't sell incense." Jiang Chuyang became serious: "I can't possibly starve the masons who work for me just for a few dollars, right?"

"Aren't you... too inhumane?" Boss He was anxious.

The faces of Boss Wang and his fat son Wang Bo also turned pale.

"Am I unreasonable?" Jiang Chuyang laughed angrily: "Boss He, if I guessed correctly, several of these villagers lining up to sell food work for you, right? You don't provide food yourself, so come to my place.

What's the fuss about? Don't think I'm easy to bully!"

"I...I didn't bully you, nor did I make a fuss." The tall and thin Boss He was extremely embarrassed by Jiang Chuyang's words: "But my wife doesn't know how to cook at all. The hare meat fried at noon today was extremely salty.

, several of the workers who worked for me have left because of this reason, and the remaining dozen are also making trouble with me. I have no choice but to use you as a shield to let them come to your place to sell food, and guarantee everything.

I paid for the expenses, and they stopped."

"But who knows..." When Boss He said this, he sighed and really couldn't go on.

After all, I married a wife who can’t cook.

It's really embarrassing to say this.

Of course.

The most important thing is that the only small restaurants in the market are closed.

Otherwise, he would not have done this without saying hello to Jiang Chuyang.

"Really?" Jiang Chuyang saw that Boss He didn't seem to be fooling him. After shaking his head sympathetically, he turned to look at the short and fat Boss Wang: "What about you? Why are you so fat after being raised by your wife?

Are you still embarrassed to come out and buy food?"

"I...my wife went back to her parents' house years ago after we had a quarrel, and she still refuses to come back! So you should know my current situation." Boss Wang replied with a wry smile.

"It's all your fault that I eat steamed buns every day." Wang Bo couldn't help but complain.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Chuyang also laughed out loud: "Then why don't you lose weight when you eat steamed buns every day?"

"I don't know, anyway, I vomit whenever I see steamed buns." Wang Bo replied truthfully.

"That's right, you can't eat dry steamed buns every day." Jiang Chuyang nodded slowly and looked at Boss He seriously: "If you are like this, take the people who work under you back! Because it is impossible for me to make a big pot of food.

For sale, but..."

Speaking of which.

Jiang Chuyang changed the subject: "For the sake of us being friends, you can go home and get the vegetables and let me help fry them, but only today."

The reason why such a plan was given was because there were ready-made earthen stoves, ready-made large iron pots, and current left-hand ingredients. Everything was ready-made for him, and it was just a matter of effort for him.

Of course, the more important point is.

Now I’m helping Boss He with a little help.

I'm afraid it will be easier to talk about business cooperation in the future.

"Haha... That's a good idea." After Boss He understood the meaning of Jiang Chuyang's words, he waved his hand and ran away with his subordinates.

The other villagers in line looked at each other.

They also followed behind.

As for whether they will come back to buy groceries.

Nobody knows.

After all, Jiang Chuyang's plan is like this to them.

But it’s not worth it.

"What are you still looking at? Go get some vegetables and fry them for me!" Jiang Chuyang couldn't help but urge him when he saw Boss Wang and his fat son Wang Bo standing aside.

"I have no food at home." Boss Wang replied awkwardly.

"Not a single onion." Wang Bo agreed sheepishly.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Jiang Chuyang asked angrily.

"This..." Boss Wang was stunned and suggested: "How about I buy it?"

"Forget it then." Jiang Chuyang picked up the pot and spoon and put a portion of fried chicken offal and a portion of cabbage into the porcelain bowl in Boss Wang's hand: "Go and prepare the rice yourself, I don't have time to serve you."

After all, there are only two fathers and sons.

It's not a big problem to eat less than two spoons.

"Hey! Hey!" Boss Wang turned around and ran away gratefully.

He didn't even care about his fat son Wang Bo.

This made Wang Bo very angry.

But he didn't get angry.

Because he hasn’t hit the big pot yet!

After suppressing the anger.

Lian handed the porcelain bowl in his hand to Jiang Chuyang: "Brother, bring me boiled fish. I like to eat this."
To be continued...