I, the police, will be rewarded with pancake fruit skills!

Chapter 6: The thief comes to my door, I have a way out.

"Yummy~burp!"

"It's so delicious~~Hiccup!"

"Fang Zhen, it's not me who said that your skills are so good that you should serve pancakes. It's definitely not a problem to earn over [-] yuan a month. You are much better than the police!"

Wang Damin burped after eating, and said while covering his stomach.

Fang Zhen on the side was nowhere to be found, he didn't dare to bend down, for fear that the pancakes he had just eaten would come out of his throat.

He also didn't expect that the [Perfect Level Pancake Fruit Skill] rewarded by the system was so powerful and so delicious.

Just now, his master Wang Damin had four sets and he had three sets.

This is after eating, so you can imagine how overpowering the pancake fruit tastes.

Listening to Wang Damin's advice, Fang Zhen shook his head with a smile and said, "It's impossible, Master. I won't go back to spread pancakes. If it's really because of this, I won't be a policeman."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Damin immediately looked at him with special eyes, and his good impression instantly became overwhelming.

Every police officer has a sense of justice, but this is the first time he has seen someone who can give up as simply as Fang Zhen.

"Fang Zhen, just stare here for a while while I go to the toilet!"

Wang Damin, who had been holding it in for a day, suddenly felt something bad and asked to go to the toilet temporarily.

"Okay, master, don't worry, I'll watch!" Fang Zhen said, watching Wang Damin leave, while he continued to guard the stall alone.

"Boss, let's make some pancakes!"

"Okay, do you want chili?"

"want!"

"Where's the green onions and coriander!"

"Also!"

"Please wait!"

Not long after Wang Damin left, a customer wearing a black peaked cap came to the door. He looked to be in his early 30s and had tattoos on his arms.

After just a few words of conversation, Fang Zhen had already prepared a set of pancakes, put them into a disposable paper bag, put a plastic bag on the outside, and handed them to the other party.

After a day of repeated learning, Fang Zhen became more and more proficient in making pancakes.

And opposite.

After the man in the peaked hat took the pancake fruit from Fang Zhen, he eagerly opened the package and took a bite.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a comfortable moan.

"tasty!"

"Boss, your skills are quite good. I couldn't help it when I saw you spreading the pancakes just now. I didn't expect that when I took a bite, the taste was even better than the smell!"

Fang Zhen, who had been listening to praises all day long, felt a little numb, but when he heard the other person's recognition of his craftsmanship again, a smile broke out involuntarily on his face.

He smiled and said, "As long as you eat well!"

"delicious!"

“Of course it was delicious!”

"Well, boss, give me another set. This time I want the supreme deluxe version. Add whatever you want!"

Before he could finish what he had in hand, the man in the peaked hat hurriedly asked for another set for himself.

"Okay, wait a minute!" Fang Zhen responded, and his hands became busy again.

While Fang Zhen was spreading pancakes for himself, the man in the peaked hat began to carefully look at the pancake cart in front of him.

He even walked around behind Fang Zhen.

During this process, he frowned from time to time and made disgusting noises from his mouth.

"Boss, your car must be old!" "Ah, yes!"

Fang Zhen responded as he sprinkled sesame seeds on the pancakes and turned them over.

"I'm telling you, look how rusty this car is. It's almost broken in some places. It's too dangerous. What if something happens? Money is not as important as life. It needs to be replaced!" The man consoled him kindly.

Fang Zhen fully accepted the customer's kindness, nodded, and sprinkled green onions on top of the pancakes.

If he really did this professionally, he might have changed his job, but the problem is that he is a policeman, and doing this is not even a part-time job.

The most important thing is that a few years ago, an old woman on the nearby street didn't want to work anymore and saw that the institute needed a free donation to the institute.

If you really want to replace it, why don’t you spend money?

"You're right, but you also know that the profits in our industry are so thin that every penny has to be spent carefully. I have to think about this!" Fang Zhen looked up and smiled, not forgetting to give pancakes in his hand. Brush with sauce.

Swish.
Go down with a shovel.

The pancakes were neatly divided into two halves, and then put into a bag by Fang Zhen, ready to be handed to the man in the peaked hat.

And right now.

At some point, the man in the peaked cap ran to his side and whispered in his ear:

"I have channels that can buy you a pancake-making vehicle. It's absolutely cheap, and it's a modified three-wheeled motorcycle. What do you think, boss, is he interested?"

Fang Zhen was stunned for a moment, subconsciously put the pancake aside, and asked pretending not to care, "What channel are you talking about?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. In short, this is a very good opportunity. If you miss it, you may not get it again. I also see your sincerity, boss, and want to do this business with you!" The peaked hat refused to answer.

"No, I won't dare to buy it until you make it clear. What if you steal it from the neighbors in this street and someone comes to visit me? Will I still be able to do business?" Fang Zhen also refused.

Out of professional sensitivity, his first reaction was that this guy was abnormal.

Unfortunately, no matter how he looked at the other party, there was no movement in the Eye of Justice, as if it was malfunctioning, which made Fang Zhen very annoyed.

As soon as these words came out, you could see that the man in the peaked hat had a look of confusion on his face.

Distraught, he even forgot about the pancakes he wanted. He just kept walking in circles, not enough to cast a furtive look around him, as if he was wary of someone.

Seeing this, Fang Zhen had already made up his mind to confirm that the other party was not a good person.

Sure enough, the next second, the man in the peaked hat still leaked the information.

He leaned close to Fang Zhen and whispered: "To tell you the truth, boss, my friend got this item all the way from other places. It is absolutely safe and no one will recognize it!"

"That's not possible. If you don't make it clear, I will never buy it. What if you deliberately try to trick me?" Fang Zhen looked wary. As he spoke, he quietly reached into his pocket and turned on the recording on his phone.

"No, how come you are pretending to be confused when you think you understand? They say it's a channel. Do you have to let me explain it clearly?" The peaked hat was furious, and his mouth was dry as he said it. Why can't this boss get enough of it?

Fang Zhen returned to the stall without saying a word. It seemed that he no longer wanted to deal with the other party and was waiting for the customers.

This move directly made the man in the peaked hat angry. He turned around and wanted to leave, but after taking a few steps, he felt a little reluctant to part with the set of pancakes and fruits.

"Ding, the Fortune Treasure has arrived at 20 yuan."

After paying the bill, he picked up his deluxe version of pancakes and prepared to leave, but after taking a few steps, he stopped again.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you!"

"If it weren't for the delicious pancakes at your pancake stall, I wouldn't be looking for you!"

"To be honest, my buddy stole this car from out of town. It costs 5000 yuan. The motorcycle tricycle comes with all the things on it. If it works, we'll make a deal!"

The man in the peaked cap just finished speaking.

next second.

He saw a big hand enlarging in front of his eyes, and then his arm was twisted hard, and his whole body was immediately knocked to the ground.

"Don't move!"

"police!"

(End of this chapter)