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Chapter 74, Old Store Rules (please collect, please recommend tickets)
"Since the boss is embarrassed, let's do it ourselves." After finishing speaking, the green-haired young man stretched out his hands to pick up the pig's trotters that had just been served to Hu Wenjun and Liu Huaqiang.

But at this moment, a pair of callused hands held down the green-haired young man's arm, and the boss wearing a loincloth stopped him with a smile: "Young man, the deal for the bowls and tables of our Shengxing noodle restaurant is finalized. Now The pig feet belong to these two gentlemen. If you are really hungry, then our store will give you a plate of salted peanuts and edamame, and I will pick some plump pig feet for the four of you later. What do you think?"

Under the boss's friendly persuasion, the green-haired young man did not continue to push forward. He let go of his hand and looked at the other companions in the same group, and then said with a smile: "I heard that there are many rules in Shengxing noodle restaurant. It’s really true to come here today.”

"Um, this is a small shop with a small business, and they are all regular customers. They are all old rules. Hehe. You sit down." The boss very quickly told the green-haired young man to sit back at his table, so as not to cause trouble.

When the green-haired man returned to his table, the boss hurriedly brought up a plate of salted peanuts and salted edamame.

"Hehe, the boss really knows how to do business. Can you give us brothers another pot of hot tea?" The green-haired man said with a smile.

"It's easy to say. The Biluochun tea in our store is all from Zhejiang, and they are all good tea. I'll bring you a pot." After speaking, the boss took out a tea set from the inner room, put tea leaves on it, and then brewed it in a thermos.The hot water brewed the tea, and a scent of tea came to the nostrils. It was definitely the best tea in terms of color and tea aroma. The boss took out the goods at the bottom of the press box to deal with these thorns.

"How is it, young man? Is this tea not bad?" Seeing that the four young men had finished their cup, the boss asked proactively.

"Well, although we don't understand it, it tastes really good." The green-haired young man nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, let's drink first, I'll go see how the next pot of pork feet is doing." Seeing that the guests were satisfied, the boss also smiled, rubbed his hands and prepared to continue working in the kitchen.

Hu Wenjun looked at the boss's decent way and admired from the bottom of his heart: "The boss is still the same, he can handle any emergencies."

"Oh, boss! You go later, I have something to do." Just as the boss turned around, the green-haired young man stopped him again.

"What's the matter. Is there anything else you need, young man?" The boss hurriedly turned around with a smile again.

There was a crisp sound, and without warning, the green-haired young man picked up the teapot on the table and slapped it on the boss's head. Suddenly, he said fiercely, "I'll drink tea made by your mother!"

The teapot was shattered, and the hot tea soaked and scalded half of the boss's neck, half of the boss's head was cut open, blood was flowing, and a person sat on the ground covering his head with his hands...

"You... why are you beating people..." the boss wailed aggrievedly.

"Why hit you? We are usually with Moutai or XO. Only old people drink your shitty tea! Do you understand?" The green-haired young man knelt down and patted the boss's face.

The diners around didn't expect these young people to be so aggressive, and they shot and hurt people without warning.Several young and strong diners stood up, wanting to fight the injustice.But the other young men who killed Matt who were traveling with them immediately stood around the green hair, and shouted fiercely: "Sit down for me! Eat yours, don't meddle in your own business, be careful to clean up with you!"

Under the yelling of these young people, the diners around could only say a few words at most, and no one dared to come up to persuade them to fight.And the other guys in the shop rushed out to help and were kicked to the ground by these young people...

"Now, bring me the two pig's trotters on the table." The green-haired boss stared at the boss who was still sitting on the ground and ordered.

"But... but the rule of our Shengxing noodle restaurant is that the bowl cannot be moved when it is placed on the table." The boss sat on the ground and covered his head slowly, the blood was still flowing unstoppably.

The green-haired man stood up, nodded his head slightly and said, "Oh, you really have a lot of fucking rules in this noodle restaurant. I, Kun, are the most annoying when others make rules for me."

After finishing speaking, the guy called Ah Kun ignored the boss's injury and kicked him in the stomach a few times and said, "I tell you to behave, and I tell you not to serve it to me!"

The boss wailed again and again...

"That's enough! You mothers can't stop bullying! Did you force your children to miss class today or something? Are you here to make trouble?" Hu Wenjun couldn't stand it now and stood up to stop this atrocity.After all, Hu Wenjun and the boss are old acquaintances.

The green-haired man stopped his violence against the boss, turned around and said to Hu Wenjun: "Oh, here is another person who is not afraid of death."

"If you are really in a hurry to eat, just take ours. Who are you hitting?" Hu Wenjun said with his hands on his hips.

"Okay, then you bring it to our brothers!" The green-haired man said while refusing to come to Hu Wenjun.

"Don't you have hands and feet yourself? Take your sister, my daughter doesn't have as many things as you."

The green hair suddenly took out a switchblade and pointed at Hu Wenjun, "I asked you to bring it here!"

Seeing the other party showing the knife, Hu Wenjun subconsciously took two steps back, leaning against his desk.No matter how much Hu Wenjun has a sense of justice, he has a guy in his hand, and when he does it, it's not fun to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife.After all, Hu Wenjun still has family members, so if Xiaobaicai makes a fool of himself, if he doesn't protect him well, he won't let a pig get him?

However, the matter has reached this level, and Hu Wenjun, who is full of thoughts, guessed that it would not end well. The hand behind his back secretly touched the sour vinegar bottle on his table. guy.

"Why, didn't you listen to me just now? Why didn't you talk?" Ah Kun felt complacent when he saw that Hu Wenjun didn't speak for a while.

"You are Akun from the east of the city, right? This is an old town, and according to the rules of the road, no one should cause trouble here...咻...咻..." Just as Hu Wenjun was thinking for a while How to deal with it, Liu Huaqiang behind him was enjoying the noodles while talking.

"Who? Stand up! Ah Kun is also called by you? Call me Brother Kun!" The young man with red hair beside Ah Kun shouted forward.

At this moment, a big hand pulled Hu Wenjun away, and Liu Huaqiang was burying his head in eating noodles and pig's trotters with his legs crossed, and didn't take a look at these little bastards.

"Damn it, don't the older ones know what to do now? One is older than the other." The gangster behind Ah Kun saw Liu Huaqiang's person clearly, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to come up to show Liu Huaqiang and Hu Wenjun some color. voila.

Akun stopped his companion, looked Liu Huaqiang up and down, and said with a cold snort: "Hehe, you all stand back, if I, Akun, can't handle a middle-aged dog's leg, then I will still be in the future." Why are you messing around in Jinling?"

After finishing speaking, Ah Kun played with his switchblade and sat down beside Liu Huaqiang...

(End of this chapter)