Reborn 1980: The rough man was driven crazy by the little crying bag again

Chapter 70 Fellow countryman, a shot in the back

Fortunately, Lin Qiaoqiao didn't completely cut off his source of income. As long as the monthly supply of vegetables can meet the standard, he will be rewarded with an extra 200 yuan.

In general, it is profitable, but it is much less than expected, but it is also beneficial. He is only responsible for supplying goods. In the future, it will be enough for restaurants and vegetable farmers to make hard money. Spend the day at the farmers market.

With the time saved, I can spend time with my wife and children, which is much better than spending time with these vegetable vendors at the farmer’s market.

They are a group of vegetable vendors who have worked so hard to pull a truckload of vegetables. If they can't sell them all within a week, they will rot in their hands, and they may lose money. Cooperating with Lin Qiaoqiao and the others is equivalent to serving them. An iron rice bowl, guaranteed income in drought and flood.

After figuring it out, the man with glasses didn't feel that he was earning less money, so he hummed a ditty and went to find a casual worker who moved goods.

"In the future, we can directly hand over the goods to those construction workers, which will save us a lot of money." The man with glasses became more and more satisfied with his calculations, and felt that Lin Qiaoqiao and the others were the gods of wealth.

After loading the car, Chen Shanye urged the woman behind him.

"Why don't you go?"

Lin Qiaoqiao was fascinated by the rotten vegetable leaves all over the floor. These vegetable leaves are perfect for feeding pigs, and in such a big restaurant, there will definitely be a lot of soup left over, and it would be a waste to pour it out.

I spent another one yuan to find someone to stack all the vegetable leaves on the truck. I plan to catch a dozen piglets and an old sow tomorrow, and then I can set up a small farm around the hotel.

Her elder brother happens to be a pig butcher, so he can be regarded as a veteran, so he doesn't have to buy meat if he eats it.

"I plan to raise pigs. When the time comes, the restaurant's pork will be bought from me."

"Buy?" Chen Shanye keenly grasped the key word, "Is it interesting for you to transfer money from your left hand to your right?"

Lin Qiaoqiao didn't hide it from him: "Of course it's interesting. The money I earn from raising pigs belongs to our family, and the money earned from restaurants is only [-]% of our family's."

Chen Shanye: It makes sense. He was speechless. This is the same routine as buying green vegetables just now.

He and Lin Qiaoqiao are [-]% of the hotel's net profit. Lin Qiaoqiao is now making money from the cost, so there is nothing to blame.

"If you buy pork from outside, you may also get water-injected pork. Don't worry, we will not inject water for you because we are fellow villagers."

As soon as she finished speaking, Chen Shanye's face sank visibly, and he said coldly, "Old fellow, shoot in the back."

Lin Qiaoqiao: It's difficult for her to answer this question, and she doesn't know how to answer it. After all, she really buried Chen Shanye with soil, to be precise, alive.

When she was burying the ground, she was still thinking that if Chen Shanye was suffocated to death like this, he deserved it, who made him pretend to be dead first.

While driving, I happened to see the lights of a barber shop were still on. Some shops have two floors, the lower floor is for business, and the upper floor is for residents. This kind of barber shop usually closes later.

"I'm going to get a haircut."

Lin Qiaoqiao followed silently. She mainly felt that there was a strong smell of rotten cabbage in the cab, which made her eyes irritated.

Shampooing, cutting, and shaving, the whole process would take at least half an hour. Lin Qiaoqiao sat on a chair and leaned the back of her head against the wall, planning to take a nap.

I fell into a drowsy sleep, and at first I could hear the buzzing of the shaving clippers, but then I couldn't hear anything.

"Get up, go back." A slightly irritable male voice sounded.

Just as Lin Qiaoqiao opened her eyes, they suddenly widened.

The man is tall, leaning over slightly, his well-proportioned and strong body blocks the incandescent lamp behind him, and the light coats the man's body with a layer of gold.

That evil and tough face sank in the darkness, a pair of pupils were surprisingly bright, and brighter than the eyes was the forehead, which was shiny.

"Where's your hair?"

Chen Shanye didn't speak, but the owner of the barber shop gasped behind him.

She turned her head and saw the boss who was beaten up with a bruised nose and face, and then looked at the man again: "You beat me?"

"He shaved my head into a bald one. It's fine if I didn't let him pick it up. What's wrong with being punched twice?"

Chen Shanye was also very irritable. The boss said that the perm made him look younger, and he believed it. As a result, he fiddled with it for a long time, and his hair was scorched by the perm, so he had to shave it close to the scalp.

"Yes~ I'm sorry, this machine is newly introduced, and I'm a little unskilled." The boss lay on the ground and explained guiltily.

"You fucking, I..."

A look of disgust flashed across Lin Qiaoqiao's eyes. She had an instinctive aversion to swearing, and it took a year to change her elder brother's habit.

But Chen Shanye was the first to catch her emotions. In order to please Lin Qiaoqiao in the past, he had become instinctive to observe her words and expressions, just like drinking water when thirsty and eating when hungry.

He snorted coldly, as if he was eager to prove something, kicked the chair in front of him, and raised his voice several times: "I'm here to cut my hair, not to become a monk, don't let me see you, motherfucker!" You, see you and hit you once."

While talking, he peeked at Lin Qiaoqiao out of the corner of his eye, and found that she had been staring at a pictorial on the wall. The person in the pictorial was five points similar to Lin Shitong, and the hairstyle in the pictorial was also very modern, with slanted forks. Big back.

Looking at the stool that was kicked over, Chen Shanye felt like a clown, writing, directing and acting in a farce. Lin Qiaoqiao didn't care what happened to him now.

Sure enough, the next second, Lin Qiaoqiao gave him a "Are you done?" look.

When this kind of dispute happened in the barber shop, and he lost his temper so much, even a stranger might persuade him with concern: "Calm down, it's wrong to hit someone with your hands, if it's serious, you'll get into trouble."

Chen Shanye didn't know why he was angry, he took out a handful of money from his wallet and slapped it on the table, enough for medical expenses and chairs.Walked away with great strides.

He was tall and had long legs, and Lin Qiaoqiao struggled to follow behind.

Before she could sit still in the passenger cab, the man slammed the accelerator to the maximum, and her head hit the front windshield heavily.

"I'm sorry." He apologized seemingly without sincerity, and took out a few Band-Aids from the side drawer and threw them over.

There was obvious panic in his eyes, he really didn't expect her to kowtow, he was a little scared...

I'm not afraid of anything, if Lin Shiwu and his brothers want to find him for such a trivial matter as before, they will definitely come back and forth.

Lin Qiaoqiao took a look in the rearview mirror to make sure there was no bleeding, so she was relieved.

She didn't touch the band-aid, and replied with her usual expression: "It's okay."

Along the way, Lin Qiaoqiao turned her neck to 90 degrees to look out of the dark window. Chen Shanye silently swallowed back what she wanted to say.

The driving direction of the vehicle also changed from the way to the hospital to the way back to the traffic hotel.

Anyway, she has a third brother who is a doctor and will take care of her.

"arrive."

Chen Shanye found a few workers to unload the vegetables, and helped to do some preparations to ensure that all the workers could eat tomorrow, before turning around.

In the hall, Lin Shikun was disinfecting Lin Qiaoqiao's wound.

(End of this chapter)