The Strongest Man On Earth: Starting From Setting Up A Street Stall

"Oh! It's true. Zhao Yan, I treat you as a friend, but you treat us as heroes?" Zhang Miaomiao's expression changed when he looked at the price list.

"Hmph! Xiao Zhao, I'm not telling you that, even if you set up a stall at a young age, you still engage in some crooked ways, aren't you the one who will disgrace your parents!"

"Can't you be like me, work down-to-earth, and work hard to get to the management level?"

Li Wenxiang started preaching mode, and those who didn't know it thought they had a strong relationship.

"you're right."

Zhao Yan nodded in agreement, and then said lightly: "Although I'm not as good at it as you are, I have slept with your girlfriend."

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The two of them were obviously stunned for a moment.

The diners who were cooking around quietly pricked up their ears.

This is a big melon!

"My dear, don't listen to his nonsense, we are fine." Zhang Miaomiao quickly began to explain.

Although she covets Zhao Yan very much, she has always been very reserved in order to maintain her goddess persona.

Finally, when she wanted to develop it in depth and give her some salt, the guy just couldn't understand her hints, leaving her speechless.

Seeing Zhao Yan's meaningful eyes, Li Wenxiang felt a little heavy on his head.

"Miaomiao, I believe you. Some people think that this can alienate our feelings. How naive!"

After adjusting his mentality, Li Wenxiang pretended to be generous and kissed Zhang Miaomiao.

"Hehe, dear, you are so kind." Zhang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"The truth is often cruel."

Zhao Yan sighed, stared at Li Wenxiang with deep eyes, and said slowly: "When you can enter easily, you should understand that it is not you who are great, but the seniors who have already helped you open the way."

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After the words fell, there was silence all around.

Even the sound of cooking was much quieter.

"Pfft..." some diners sprayed.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

The laughter in Li Wenxiang's ears was very harsh, as if he suddenly thought of something.

He looked at Zhang Miaomiao with a livid face.

No wonder the models were so different when we first saw the blood.

It turns out that it already took the shape of someone else? Was it repair surgery?

"Dear, I'm not, I didn't. He slandered me!" Zhang Miaomiao explained incoherently.

Although nothing happened between her and Zhao Yan, she did happen to someone else...

"Yes, she really likes you, but her heart was broken into many pieces, and each piece fell in love with a different man. Don't blame her."

Zhao Yan helped comfort Li Wenxiang.

"Fuck, are you trying to trick me?"

Zhao Yan's words seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Li Wenxiang broke through his defense instantly and slapped Zhang Miaomiao on the face.

Mudd, you obviously poached someone else's corner, but why do you feel like you were cheated in the end!

"You hit me??" Zhang Miaomiao covered her face and shouted in disbelief.

"Why the hell do you hit me!"

After reacting, Zhang Miaomiao screamed and stretched out his hands to scratch it.

The two people who had been so affectionate just now were wrestling together in front of everyone.

After a while, he was taken away by the police.

The diners were stunned and gave Zhao Yan a thumbs up.

The little boss is so cool!

In just a few minutes, a pair was broken up.

The bald man selling fried rice noodles looked on coldly, with a band-aid on his forehead.

He sympathized with Li Wenxiang's experience.

Yesterday I came home early and found that a stranger was clearing the sewer in the house, but my wife didn't stop him.

He was so angry that he beat up the repairman on the spot. After throwing her out the door, he came back and fucked his wife so hard that he almost lost his face.

Seeing that business was bleak again today, the strong man smiled coldly, put away the stall, got up and left.

After a small disturbance, the remaining ingredients were quickly consumed by the next diners.

Among them is Cheng Zilan, who just came yesterday.

"Old Wang, I'm withdrawing. See you tomorrow!"

After cleaning up the stall and saying hello to Lao Wang, Zhao Yan turned around and went home.

Seeing that Zhao Yan had sold out again, he made a rough estimate and found that the profit was tens of thousands, and Lao Wang's eyes turned red with jealousy.

Unable to hold it any longer, I put on the price list I made during the day.

After a while, a diner stood in front of Lao Wang's stall.

He asked in surprise: "Boss, what kind of sausage are you talking about? A 66?"

Is someone coming here?

Lao Wang was overjoyed, and he suppressed his excitement and introduced: "This kind of grilled sausage uses my ancestral sauce. After one bite, you will never want to eat other sausages again! If you don't believe it, you can try it. If it doesn't taste good, just put it away." My stall was smashed!”

"Really?" The diner hesitated.

His name is Wang Cong, his family runs a department store, and he likes food and beautiful women.

I have been to some of the more famous private restaurants, so I set my sights on the night market.

I plan to find some little-known but delicious snacks to share with my friends.

I heard that the fried rice priced at 88 a piece here is very delicious. I came here to check it out today, but I never expected that the stall was closed.

Since the fried rice at 88 is pretty good, I think the grilled sausages at 66 won’t be much different.

"Of course, no one can deceive anyone." A kind smile appeared on Lao Wang's face.

"Okay, have one." Wang Cong paid the money readily.

66 yuan is just a small amount of money to him. As long as he is satisfied, 666 yuan is no problem.

"Okay, here you go, your sausage." Lao Wang quickly took out a sausage, put on the sauce and handed it over.

Sent! Get rich!

When he heard the news that the payment had been received, Lao Wang was so happy that he wanted to jump up.

Xiao Zhao is still awesome!

If he had known it was so easy to make money, he would have raised the price earlier!

Maybe you’ll be financially free!

Thinking of selling so many sausages before, Lao Wang felt that he had missed out on 100 million.

Wang Cong took a bite of grilled sausage and frowned slightly.

what's the situation? This is just an ordinary grilled sausage. It seems like it’s not yet cooked?

Is it the wrong way to eat?

Wang Cong hesitated and took another bite.

In the end, he confirmed with an expressionless face that this was just an ordinary sausage that had not been cooked yet!

"Old guy, are you kidding me?"

Throwing away the grilled sausage that had paid the IQ tax, Wang Cong clenched his fist and punched A!

"Ouch!"

Lao Wang let out a scream, covered his nose and sat down on the stool behind him.

He was dreaming about a better life in the future, but he never thought that this kid, who was not a man of martial ethics, would suddenly attack him.

"Boy! What are you doing?! You eat my intestines and then beat me?" Lao Wang asked angrily with tears of pain almost coming out.

"Haha, what are you doing? You think it's so easy to cheat me out of my money? You sell an ordinary sausage for 66? And it's not even fucking cooked yet?"

Wang Cong sneered, getting angrier the more he thought about it.

I was in a bad mood because I didn't buy fried rice today, and I was fooled by this old guy.

Thinking of this, he went around and was sure to let this profiteer know how to suffer a severe beating from society!

Hearing this, Lao Wang felt guilty.

There is no ancestral sauce, but it has been improved based on Xiao Zhao's words.

Seeing the customer in front of him moving his wrist with a sneer on his face, Lao Wang turned pale and shouted in panic.

"Stop! What are you going to do? Don't come over here...ah!~"