Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 450
It was going to open today, and the matter of the snake bones could not be delayed any longer, so Mr. Meng Ke got up early in the morning, and rushed to the Xianghe Building, ignoring the snowflakes still floating in the sky.

Meng Kejun knew that the business of Xianghe Building would be very good, but he did not expect their business to be so good.

It was still early in the morning, and the lobby on the first floor of the Xianghe Building was already full.

Meng Kejun took a look at the guests who were sitting, most of them were carrying bags and bags, and they seemed to have just got off the boat.

She looked up at the menu on the wall again, only to find that besides Xianghelou's own signature dishes, there were also many original Mengjialou's signature dishes on the menu. Only then did I find An Zhenqi's snake soup and Chen Huanzhang's puffer fish.

Seeing this, Meng Kejun frowned immediately, and a strange feeling immediately floated in his heart.

What are Wang Zhujun and Yao Qingxiang doing?
Reminiscent of their indifference to their recent injuries, Meng Kejun intuited in his heart that the other party meant to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

Meng Kejun was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice at all that he was walking behind her with the freshly packed bowl of Yongsheng.

"Eternal life? Why are you here forever?"

Meng Kejun looked at the bowls and chopsticks in Yongsheng's hands in surprise.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the back kitchen? Why did you come to the front hall?"

Meng Kejun frowned, but at the same time she didn't understand. At that time, she had already made it very clear to Wang Zhujun and the others that Yongsheng was asked to come to the back kitchen as an apprentice, not to come to the front hall as a waiter.

"I……"

Yongsheng looked at Meng Kejun, hesitating to speak, he felt really wronged, now he is not only transferred to the front hall to do odd jobs, but also has countless dishes to wash in the back hall every day.

When she was here before, he only had to follow Brother Huanzhang to help out or do other things in the back kitchen. Now that she left, he was transferred to the front desk, and there were endless things to do every day If things go wrong, you will be beaten and enraged.

But he can't say these things. My mother said that being able to work in Xianghe Building is a great blessing from my ancestors. He and his sister must do well, so as not to embarrass the family, let alone embarrass the aunt.

"And your hand, what's going on?"

Meng Kejun pulled Yongsheng's hand over. His ten fingers were all red and swollen, and the two youngest little fingers were already festered with frostbite.

Although it is not surprising to have chilblains in winter, it is just cold this day. Even if you have chilblains, it is impossible for your fingers to freeze like this all at once.

"Your fingers are so injured that you can't even touch the oily things. Why did you ask you to clean them up?"

Meng Kejun really doesn't understand now, why he changed completely when he left, could it be that they are really crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?
"You brat, what are you doing here? Hurry up and clean up that table!"

Just when Yongsheng was about to speak, a middle-aged man walked over aggressively, and directly swiped at Yongsheng with the white veil that he wore around his neck.

Yongsheng didn't dare to delay any longer, and after glancing at Meng Kejun, he hurriedly ran towards the empty table.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man put his hips on his hips and asked Meng Kejun who was standing in front of him. He is now the former shopkeeper of the Xianghe Building, and he has to take care of everything in the front hall. of.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw Yongsheng who was tidying up, and immediately jumped up, and the handkerchief in his hand was drawn directly towards Yongsheng's head.

The veil looked soft, but when it was slapped on the head suddenly, it was extremely painful.

Seeing this, Meng Kejun slapped him twice, and Yongsheng's face turned red.

"What are you doing? This fish plate is so expensive! If you put it like this, it will fall, will you pay for it?"

After finishing speaking angrily, he picked up the veil in his hand and tried to swipe it at Yongsheng's head again.

Meng Kejun quickly grabbed the raised handkerchief with one hand, then walked up to him with a frown and stared at him extremely angrily.

"What are you doing? Meddle in your own business when you're full?"

When the middle-aged man saw Meng Kejun suddenly running out to meddle in his own business, his temper, which was already on fire, immediately became hot in his heart.

"I'll teach my subordinates a lesson, when will it be your turn to meddle in your own business?"

There were many people eating in the hall, so he didn't dare to make his voice too loud, so he lowered his voice, and as soon as he lowered his voice, he didn't know if it was because the voice in his throat didn't howl, his face became darker and darker , getting uglier and uglier.

The hand holding the handkerchief was tightly clenched into a fist, as if it didn't know when it would swing towards Meng Kejun's face.

"Speak well if you have something to say, and teach him well if he does something wrong. Is it necessary for you to hit him so directly?"

Facing the middle-aged man who became angry from embarrassment, Meng Kejun was not afraid at all. It seemed that he really didn't know himself. If he knew his relationship with Wang Zhujun, he probably wouldn't dare to treat him so presumptuously for Wang Zhujun's sake. Own.

"Auntie! Auntie! I'm fine! It doesn't hurt at all! Really."

Meng Kejun is calm and unafraid, but Yongsheng is terrified. He is not afraid of the middle-aged man, but because he is afraid that he will drag Meng Kejun down. When he works here, his mother tells him to do it well every day, and do it with his heart. It doesn't matter, but you can't hurt your aunt.

"You see, he himself said that it doesn't hurt, so what are you doing?"

Seeing Yongsheng, the middle-aged man called Aunt Meng Kejun, and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect to be that kid's relative, but even so, he didn't panic, and his attitude towards Meng Kejun didn't improve because of it.

"If you come to eat, we welcome you, if you don't come to eat, please leave earlier, don't get in the way here."

After speaking, Meng Kejun immediately rolled his eyes.

"I'm here to find your boss!"

At this time, Meng Kejun's heart felt as if it was overwhelmed. Although she knew that if Yongsheng wanted to learn the real skills from others, he had to start from the humble beginning, but Yongsheng's current situation was not at all, but very simple. More What's more is feeling abused.

"Find our boss? Why? Could it be that you still have to go to our boss to complain?"

Hearing that Meng Kejun was going to find the boss, the middle-aged man scoffed, and then suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

Not wanting to talk nonsense with the middle-aged man, Meng Kejun directly dragged Yongsheng to go to the second floor to find Wang Zhujun.

"I can tell you! It's useless to find our boss, it's our boss who asked us to treat him like this!"

(End of this chapter)