Open a fish pond and become the richest man

Chapter 115 Weeping with joy
There are love disadvantages, there must be love disadvantages.

It's the 21st century, small videos are rampant, all kinds of acting skills are so good, after watching it for a long time, Zhu Laoba feels that he can be a judge.

It can be seen that after seeing the change in the chef's expression, he couldn't help but praise, brother, good acting skills.

This is really a set.

Zhu Laoba turned his head and glanced at the few younger brothers standing beside him, seeing that they were all stunned and disappointed for a while.

At the critical moment, it depends on his mind!

He straightened his face immediately, and looked at Hu Lijing with a smirk, "Mr. Hu, if you want to lower the price, just say so, it's okay to be [-] cheaper, but it's not interesting to do it like this?"

The same rabbit and the same chicken, he saw with his own eyes that it was made by one person, and electronic scales were used for accurate ingredients.

One delicious, one bad?
What about the fool?

Now that he has the heart to strangle Tie Shuan, it's all because of this silly boy's cheap mouth, otherwise, if he puts the 50 yuan in his pocket, it will be uncomfortable for the brothers to go out in style?
Well now, people did this deliberately. It seems to be a ritual, but in fact it is just to lower the price.

Hu Lijing didn't know what he was talking about, so she frowned and asked, "Are you sure your pheasant hare is the same as Li Sihu's?"

"Of course, Li Sihu mobilized the villagers to catch pheasants and hares in the mountains, but he gave the villagers less money, and I gave more. Of course, the villagers sold me a little more."

Hu Lijing didn't believe his words, and then pointed to the two pots on the table, "Try it yourself!"

Zhu Laoba stepped forward suspiciously, and then picked up the chopsticks.

It's delicious, isn't it?

He tasted the stew made with his rabbit, and he couldn't help secretly admiring the chef's craftsmanship, and at the same time, he was even more convinced that Hu Lijing was trying to lower the price when he said it was unpalatable.

Then he took another bite of the rabbit that Li Sihu sent.

The whole person was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to pick it up again, but at this time the head chef had already taken the pot away, and he was preparing to make toothpaste for everyone during lunch.

Don't look at them making this dish every day, but they have eaten it once from the beginning to the end. There is no way, it is too expensive.

Zhu Laoba lost his chopsticks, so he took another mouthful of what was in his own pot, and then spit it all out.

He was bewildered.

It shouldn't be, how could this happen?
After eating what Li Sihu sent, I ate what I gave myself. To say it is an exaggeration is to eat shit.

"Hmph, thanks to the fact that I was going to trust you once, only now did I realize that you are a bunch of liars."

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu, listen to my explanation..."

"Get out, get out immediately, or I will call the police and arrest you all." Hu Lijing didn't bother to talk nonsense to them, and after she finished speaking, she turned and left from the back kitchen.

Zhu Laoba laughed dryly at the horse-faced chef who was about to get angry, and then left with a few younger brothers who were still in a daze.

"Brother, is it really hard to eat?"

After going out the gate, all the younger brothers surrounded him.

Zhu Laoba hurriedly pushed aside the iron bolt in front of him, turned around and took another look at Taoyuan Farmhouse, frowned and said, "Let's go back first."

He had to go back and make it clear to Hu Yunhua in person.

"Don't you say you can sell it for money if you give it away?"

In the village, the fan squeaked and spun, but was blocked by a roar.

Hu Yunhua slapped the table hard, wishing he could cut the bastard in front of him.

"Yes, but I didn't send it out!" Zhu Laoba lowered his head, he knew that he had to pretend to be a grandson at this time.

"I……"

Hu Yunhua felt his eyes go dark, and he slumped on the chair powerlessly.

5 yuan is more than half of his savings. If all the pheasants and hares fall into his hands, he will die for the rest of his life.

"Village chief, I don't really blame him." Zhu Laoba looked up at the village chief and said timidly.

Not to blame, not to blame, just to blame me for listening to what you idiot said.

Hu Yunhua felt his head buzzing, as if a swarm of bees were having a meeting inside.

"At that time..." Zhu Laoba told the whole situation, and cautiously probed: "Village chief, do you think Li Sihu secretly fed those rabbits and pheasants?"

"Such as monosodium glutamate? Otherwise, why is the rabbit meat delicious? I tasted it and it was really delicious."

"Fart your mother, grab the monosodium glutamate and give it to the rabbit to see if it eats it or not?" Hu Yunhua felt that he was about to be mad by these two idiots, and wanted to vomit blood so depressed that he slapped the table, gasping for breath stand up.

Zhu Laoba didn't dare to take a breath because of his silver prestige.

As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, and the listener has intention.

Hu Yunhua, who gradually calmed down, pondered for a while, and couldn't help nodding secretly, "It makes sense, rabbits don't eat MSG, but Li Sihu is very likely to inject similar drugs into rabbits to increase freshness."

A picture had already appeared in his mind, the moon was dark and the wind was high, Li Sihu appeared alone in the valley, holding a large syringe in his hand, walking towards those shivering pheasants and hares...

Yes, definitely so.

"Check, watch Li Sihu dead for me." Hu Yunhua felt that he had caught something, and was overjoyed.

If all of this is true, then it is easy to understand why the fish Li Sihu sells tastes better than the fish he sells himself.

"By the way, arrange someone to go to Li Sihu's place first, and sell part of the pheasant and hare to him."

To be on the safe side, Hu Yunhua thought very comprehensively. After all, his money did not come from strong winds. If he sold part of it to Li Sihu, he could recover part of the loss.

Zhu Laoba left in response, but ran back not long after.

"how?"

Zhu Laoba gasped for a few times, "Village... the village chief, the person sent out just now has news that Li Sihu will not accept pheasants and hares."

"What? What's going on?" Hu Yunhua's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Zhu Laoba suspiciously, thinking to himself, did this grandson and Li Sihu join forces to play with Lao Tzu?
But if you think about it carefully, the possibility of this is very low.

……

"Confused, how can you say that you don't accept it? You can reduce the amount slowly." Li Chunling said with a frown.

Li Sihu was worried that something might happen, and felt that what Li Chunling said before was right. Besides, he had agreed with Hu Lijing today that when the feed factory opened, he would feed the rabbits with feed. As long as the taste was the same, he could sell as much as he had, so he didn't It is necessary to expose yourself to the risk of being exposed at any time for the immediate profit.

So just now a fellow came to sell pheasants and hares, but he directly refused.

Anyway, Hu Yunhua also accepts it, and if he sells it to him, he can sell it for more money. He believes that the villagers will not say anything about him.

"We are short of money now..."

In one sentence, it tells the reason why it can't stop.

Li Sihu also had a headache. Yes, he was short of money.

Holding 50 yuan is cool, and it looks like a lot, but a set of equipment for making feed pellets costs at least a million yuan, and buying second-hand also costs hundreds of thousands.

He is very short of money now.He suddenly thought of whether to ask Zhang Meiling for help?But after another second thought, forget it, how much money do you have!

Later, someone came to sell pheasants and hares, and Li Sihu accepted them all.

But in the village, both of them sat on the wax.

The one in the city didn't accept it, and Li Sihu didn't accept it here either.

What about their pheasant hare?
Hu Yunhua's eyes were red and he wanted to strangle Zhu Laoba to death, but Zhu Laoba lowered his head, like a quail, wishing he could tuck his head into his chest.

"Village chief, good news, Li Sihu has harvested hares and pheasants again..."

The eyes of the two people in the village were red, and they wished they could hug the person who passed the news and kiss them hard.

Weeping with joy!
"Village Chief, you are crying..."

"Hurry up and open the window, there's too much smoke in the room... it's choking."

(End of this chapter)