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Qiu Ling: ???

Where did this idiot come from?

Aren’t you afraid of getting beaten for selling the recipe in front of someone else’s store?

Qiu Ling gave him a thumbs up for his bravery.

However, he shook his head decisively and said, "No."

When she was about to close the car window, the fat boy stuck his head in and said, "My prices are very cheap, and I guarantee that I will never cheat anyone! If I cheat you, I'm a dog!"

Qiu Ling crossed her arms over her chest and said in a serious tone: "Little Fatty, get your head out of my car now. I don't have much patience, or I'll cut you!"

"Sister!" Little Fatty climbed up the pole with a playful smile: "How about you take a look first? It won't be too late to make a decision after taking a look.

Let me tell you, the owner of this store is very arrogant and generally doesn't take people seriously. Instead of wasting your time on him, you might as well take my shortcut!

I guarantee that this formula will be absolutely useful to you. The price is 5000. How about it? It’s affordable, right?

When I sell it to others, I always start at 1 yuan. If I like you, I will only sell it to you for 5000 yuan."

Qiu Ling watched him finish his performance quietly.

A soul-searching question: "5000 yuan, you told me it's cheap? You talk so much, how many people have you sold this formula to?

Can a recipe that everyone knows still be called a recipe?

Little brother, you are not doing business honestly. "

"No, no, no!" Little Fatty explained in panic, "I have... a lot of his recipes. This is..." He opened the paper and took a look, "This is the recipe for stewed pork ribs in an iron pot. I previously sold the recipes for stewed chicken with mushrooms and stewed goose in an iron pot. Yes! That's it!"

What an old swan!

Qiu Ling almost laughed out loud at this cheating technique.

Who released this as a joke?

She pretended to think seriously: "But how do I know whether your formula is real or fake? What if you use a fake one to deceive me? Who can I go to for justice? 5000 yuan is not a small amount of money."

The fat boy smiled shyly, "I am not talented, but I am the son of the owner of that shop."

What the hell?

No matter how careful you are, you can't prevent a thief from within your own home?

"Hiss..." Qiu Ling looked him up and down, and indeed found that there were many similarities between his eyebrows and his boss's. "Boy, do you know that you are so filial to your father?"

The little fat boy chuckled: "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would my dad know, right?"

Qiu Ling became interested.

She whispered, "Your father just told me that he has 5 houses and 2 cars. Your family is so rich, why do you still steal the secret recipe and sell it?"

The little fat boy slapped his fat face and tightened it!

"Dad, why do you keep telling everything to others? Don't you know that money should not be shown to the public?" He muttered quietly, thinking that Qiu Ling didn't hear him.

After that, he gave Qiu Ling a flattering smile and said, "That's my father's money, it has nothing to do with me. He usually doesn't give me much pocket money, and he made me thin because of hunger. In the end, I didn't even have money to play games!

So, I just want to make some money to buy a game console~"

"I see." Qiu Ling suddenly realized and continued to ask, "Then tell me, how many people have you sold it to? I have to know how many competitors I have before I can judge whether this formula is worth getting."

Little Fatty was so skilled, he spoke very coherently, and he deceived his father without blinking an eye. It didn't seem like it was his first time to intercept him.

"Why are you asking this? Aren't you from the south? China is so big. If you take the formula and develop in the south, you won't have to worry about competitors."

Xiaopangza was still a little cautious.

Qiu Ling opened the car door and before he could slip away, she said, "Something's wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You are talking about something else!"

"W-what do you mean?"

Qiu Ling took advantage of his unpreparedness and said, "You don't even understand this, you are really a nobody."

"You insulted me!"

"I don't mean to insult you."

Qiu Ling patted his shoulder: "I was planning to tell your father."

A shadow passed by in front of me.

The little fat guy didn't react at all and subconsciously chased after him: "You don't follow the rules!"

She runs, he chases!

When we got off the car, we found that the fat guy had long legs. Fortunately, his weight was above the horizontal line, so he failed to catch Qiu Ling, who was as slim as a loach, and finally let her slip into the store.

"boss!"

Qiu Ling yelled and the boss suddenly woke up, confused.

Qiu Ling did not follow the rules and complained directly: "Your son sold me a fake formula and asked for 5000 yuan. I don't know how many people he has cheated. He speaks in a very complicated way, which shows that he is an old hand!"

The fat boy stood stiffly at the door, his face pale!

Three of you, look at me, and I look at you.

The boss figured out what was going on, grabbed the chopsticks on the table, and chased after him: "You idiot, you're itching for trouble again, aren't you?"

The fat boy ran along the street begging for mercy: "Dad, you misunderstood me!"

The 'recipe' in his arms was blown by the wind and hit the boss in the face.

Take a closer look!

What kind of recipe is this? Forty-eight pounds of cinnamon at once?

This is a damn lethal dose!

The boss was furious: "Chen Dada, how dare you lie to me!"

Qiu Ling sat in the store and asked the waiter for a cup of tea.

The little fat boy was hit on the head by the chopsticks and choked up, "Dad, I didn't even sell the real recipe, why did you hit me?"

Qiu Ling: "Okay, okay, I tricked her with the fake formula."

She walked out the door and added fuel to the fire: "If you really cheated me out of 5000 yuan, you would be a fraudster!"

"Shut up!" Little Fatty glared at Qiu Ling fiercely.

What kind of person is this! If you don't want to buy it, then don't buy it. What's the point of complaining to your parents?

"Ouch!" The fat boy was distracted and got kicked in the butt.

The boss gasped and pulled back his feet, "I won't say anything about you selling the formula, but you dare to use a fake formula to deceive people!

Is this what I usually teach you? You have read so much that you have become a fool? You have no sense of responsibility and only learn crooked ways. How could I give birth to you... Don't run away! "

The boss was scolding when the fat boy saw his savior coming and jumped up.

He ran to hide behind an old lady and cried, "Grandma, my dad is crazy!"

"You stupid kid, how dare you say that I'm crazy? I'm going to cut you off today!" The boss was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to get to work.

The old lady slapped her son who rushed over and said, "I gave you face, right? What did my grandson do that you want to kill him?

He is not your son?"

He turned around and hugged his grandson: "Let me see where you hit me?"

The fat boy shook his butt, looking aggrieved.

The boss's eyes almost popped out. Was he giving birth to a son? It must be his ancestor!

"Mom, he's cheating people everywhere. He must be trying to get money to buy a video game console! You better stop protecting him!"

Old lady: "What's wrong with my grandson playing games?"

Fatty smashed: "That's right!"

The boss glanced at his son and used his ultimate move on the old lady: "Okay, playing games is nothing, what about him stealing the recipe and selling it?"

The old lady looked at her grandson suspiciously: "Did you steal the recipe?"

"I, I have made some improvements based on the original..." His voice gradually became smaller and smaller.

The old lady's eyes lit up with fire: "You country bumpkin! That's a craft passed down from my family! I'm going to kill you today!"

"Ah, Dad! Help! Ah!!"

In the end, the little fat guy was hit hard by the mixed doubles player, and his eyes were black and blue.

It’s all because of this skinny woman in front of me!

His resentful eyes occasionally fell on Qiu Ling.

Seeing this, the boss raised his hand.

Little Fatty quickly lowered his head: Oh, oh, oh.

The boss sighed: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, this child is really naughty, I hope he didn't cause you any loss?"

"He was selling the recipe in front of your store. His behavior was very strange. Naturally, I wouldn't be fooled. But if it were someone with a careless heart, he would definitely be cheated. In fact, the money is not a big deal. 5000 yuan is really not a lot. I'm just afraid that after the kid succeeds, he will cheat people again and again. Over time, won't this person be ruined?" Qiu Ling took the opportunity to make some shocking revelations.

The little fat man was angry: "This is my first time!"

Qiu Ling said leisurely: "Is this the first time you meet someone who finds something wrong and exposes you?"

How does this woman know this!

Everyone else turned around and walked away without even looking at him! Only the woman in front of him stopped to listen to him. She thought it would work, but she got fooled!

The boss was naturally aware of his silly son's character. Seeing his shocked look, he knew that Qiu Ling was right.

He is so angry!

If you say the child is stupid, he even knows how to sell fake formulas. If you say he is not stupid, Guipi can write 48 kilograms...

I'm so worried!

The boss glanced at his son sinisterly and gritted his teeth: "I'll deal with you when I get home!"

While the fat boy was trembling with fear, he still thought about the aborted game console. There was definitely no hope.

The boss apologized, "I'm so sorry to have caused you trouble!"

"What's the big deal? When I see a misbehaving teenager, I can't help but help him. After all, this is the future of a family."

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you very much!" The boss nodded.

Qiu Ling didn't move at all.

The boss thought to himself: So, why doesn’t she leave yet?

Qiu Ling smiled faintly at him.

The boss understood this smile immediately!

He thought to himself that if it were someone else, either they would call the police to arrest the person who sold the fake formula, and he would go to the police station to pick him up; or the person who bought the formula would find out something was wrong and come to his house and make a big fuss.

Either way, it's troublesome.

But Qiu Ling did not leave Chen Dada alone, but instead exposed the matter to himself. Otherwise, he would still be kept in the dark by his son!

In any case, it was thanks to others that they discovered it in time before my son made a big mistake!

He should show sincerity and express his gratitude.

He knew exactly what Qiu Ling wanted, and it would only take about three months.

"Ahem...how many copies did you say you wanted?"

Qiu Ling blurted out: "280 servings of iron pot stewed pork ribs. I want to make them into lunch boxes, with half a pound of pork ribs in each lunch box.

In fact, if we operate 12 pots at the same time, we should be able to finish it in one go.”

After hearing this, the boss slammed the table!

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that it was 280 servings?! This was such a misunderstanding that I thought you wanted me to make 280 pots a day!"