Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Shopkeeper Zhao slapped his head and said with a smile: "Look at my poor memory. I haven't paid you yet, have I?"

Li Sheng was a little impatient, but he still waited patiently for Manager Zhao to give him the money.

I saw a clerk take out a handful of copper coins from the drawer and count them one by one.

Two taels of silver equals two thousand coins. Does he have to wait until people count them one by one?

Li Sheng said directly: "Manager Zhao, why don't you just give me two taels of silver? It's too troublesome to count the copper coins one by one."

Shopkeeper Zhao said with a smile, "Oh, this is really unfortunate. There is no silver in the shop. I have to trouble you to wait a little longer and let the clerk count the copper coins for you."

Considering that he was a customer after all, Li Sheng had no choice but to wait.

The waiter counted the two thousand coins three times, and the wooden barrel containing the ice cream had left a stain on the ground.

Just as Li Sheng was about to take the two thousand coins, Manager Zhao extended his hand.

"and many more."

The weather was already extremely hot, and Manager Zhao was still so troublesome, which made Li Sheng's mood very bad.

"Manager Zhao, what's the matter?"

"I think two taels of silver is too expensive, and there are too many in this bucket. We can't finish it."

Li Sheng was completely angry now. If you think the price is too high, just don't buy it. If you think it's too much, just buy as many bowls as you want to eat.

Why, does he look so easy to bully?

Li Sheng, who grew up in Daxi Village, was afraid of everything except fighting.

But thinking of what Jiang Jiang usually said, Li Sheng still swallowed his anger and didn't want to cause trouble for Nyonya.

He picked up the ice cream and prepared to leave.

"Don't go, your ice cream has melted. If you keep it any longer, it will go bad. Why don't you sell it to me at a low price? How about one tael of silver? I will buy it for one tael of silver."

Shopkeeper Zhao stopped Li Sheng who was about to leave, his narrow eyes full of shrewdness.

A tael of silver?

Do you want a punch?

Li Sheng was too lazy to talk to Shopkeeper Zhao. He finally understood that Shopkeeper Zhao was just trying to delay time so that the ice cream could melt and he could buy it at a low price.

Even if he ate the ice cream himself, he didn't want to sell it to Manager Zhao at a low price.

Who is this?

"Young man, don't go away. How about one ounce and five cents? If that doesn't work, one ounce and eight cents will do. Don't go away."

What answered him was Li Sheng's resolute departure.

"Dad! Where's the ice cream you bought for me? I want ice cream! I want ice cream!"

If a two or three-year-old child said this, everyone might smile knowingly, but what if this came from a child weighing more than 200 pounds?

When Shopkeeper Zhao saw his son, who was already twenty years old but still crying like a child, he held his forehead and sighed.

"Dad will buy it for you. Dad will buy it for you."

"I want a bucket!"

"Okay, okay." Since this was the only child in the family, Manager Zhao had no choice but to agree.

He twisted his fat body and went forward to chase Li Sheng.

"Wait for me! I want the ice cream! I want it!"

Li Sheng vaguely heard the voice of Manager Zhao coming from behind him, and his steps became faster.

Shopkeeper Zhao had no choice but to run. By the time he caught up with Li Sheng, he was so tired that he was out of breath and couldn't speak.

"Stop... huh... stop, I want this ice cream... huh... I want it."

Shopkeeper Zhao put his hands on his waist, still not able to recover for a moment. He hadn't done such a lot of exercise in a long time.

Li Sheng was speechless. Why would a butcher shop owner bother with him?

"Two taels of silver. I won't sell it for a penny less." Li Sheng looked like he didn't want to buy it.

Unexpectedly, Shopkeeper Zhao accepted the price, but he also put forward some requirements.

"Hey, can you give me another bucket? This one is probably all melted."

It would have been better if Manager Zhao didn't say anything, but after he did, Li Sheng became even angrier.

Didn't the ice cream melt because you asked your shop assistant to count out the two thousand coins three times?

"This is the only bucket I have left. There are no more. You can buy it or not."

Li Sheng picked up the ice cream that he had just placed on the ground and prepared to leave.

Seeing this situation, Shopkeeper Zhao became anxious.

"Okay, okay, this bucket is this bucket."

Li Sheng put the ice cream bucket on the ground again and reached out to Manager Zhao.

"Give me the money first!"

"Oh, you said, this..."

"First! Give! Money!"

"Okay, okay." Shopkeeper Zhao agreed reluctantly, and he groped in his arms for a long time.

"Are you going to pay or not? The ice cream will melt soon."

As soon as these words came out, Shopkeeper Zhao immediately took out two taels of silver from his pocket.

Li Sheng bit it with his teeth, confirmed that it was real silver, then turned and left.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Please help me take the ice cream back to the shop!" Shopkeeper Zhao shouted, but failed to call the person in front of him to turn around.

"Move back by yourself." The only echo left on the street was Li Sheng's words.

Ugh.

In desperation, Shopkeeper Zhao had to bend down and carry the bucket of ice cream back to the shop himself.

The little fat boy in the store had been waiting for a long time. When he saw his father bringing back the ice cream, he immediately took the bucket.

Shopkeeper Zhao took two breaths and sighed that his son had become very sensible. Then he found that he had already opened the bucket and started eating the ice cream.

"Dad! Why is the ice cream melting?"

Speaking of this, Shopkeeper Zhao was also very angry. He not only did not get any advantage, but also suffered a loss.

Looking at his silly son's face, Shopkeeper Zhao said unhappily, "Just eat it yourself. The weather is so hot that the ice cream will melt. It's normal."

As his son ate the ice cream bite by bite, the cool milky aroma drifted into Shopkeeper Zhao's nose. He took small steps to his son. His son would definitely not be able to finish such a big bucket, so he would definitely share some with himself.

When he saw Manager Zhao approaching, the fat boy's first reaction was to protect the ice cream bucket tightly so that no one could eat his ice cream.

"Eat, eat, eat! Your father went to make money." Shopkeeper Zhao felt that sooner or later he would be pissed off to death by his son, so he simply chose to out of sight so as not to be annoyed.

As soon as Li Sheng returned to the shop, he started to complain to Sun Qiaoqiao.

"Wife, I should have listened to you. That shopkeeper Zhao is a piece of shit. Don't you know..."

One of the diners who had heard what was said started to join in the conversation.

"I know Mr. Zhao, the pork shop owner. His son weighs more than 200 kilograms, fatter than a big fat pig!"

"Really? A pig weighing over two hundred pounds is considered big, not to mention a human. You really deserve to be the owner of a pork shop."

"Not only that, I heard that he is looking for a bride for his son recently. Guess how much the bride price is? Thirty taels! Even with this, no one is willing to marry their daughter to his son."

Li Sheng was no longer angry. Now he was like a badger in a melon field, extremely excited.

He wanted to tell everyone in the village about Manager Zhao’s deeds!