After being reborn, he became the favorite of the dead enemy

Chapter 125

Zhaoyang and everyone in the room looked sideways after hearing the sound.

It was none other than Wang Lingzhi who spoke.

But Zhaoyang keenly noticed that Wang Lingzhi was a little different from what he saw a few days ago.

"And my price is lower than the Yu family's. If you can get more than 150 catties a day, how about only three pennies per catty?" Wang Lingzhi walked in, her eyes rested on Pei Xuan's face for a moment, then she looked away.

Wang Lingzhi stopped in front of Peng Shou of Yipin Building: "As much as you want, I can supply as much as you want!"

Afterwards, Wang Lingzhi looked at Zhaoyang and smiled slightly: "It's true, you can't make things like rice noodles by yourself. In terms of food, I'm no worse than you."

Zhaoyang said indifferently: "That's your skill."

"Ganoderma lucidum, isn't it too much for you?" Old Madam Yu's face was livid.

It's not that Wang Lingzhi can't make pho, but it's disgusting to grab the business and deliberately lower the price.

Wang Lingzhi pursed her lips: "Grandma Yu, look at what you said, isn't everyone doing business based on their own ability? I can reduce costs and offer a lower price than you, that's my ability."

"You!" Old Madam Yu fell down angrily.

Zhaoyang supported the old lady Yu: "Grandma, she is right. It is her ability to reduce the cost. It is understandable for Yipinlou to choose her hor fun."

"True..." Yu Yuanlin's two brothers called her anxiously.

Wang Lingzhi showed a triumphant smile: "Really, it's good that you have self-knowledge."

Zhaoyang smiled, "However, I can make Yipinlou not buy your rice noodles. If you don't believe me, ask me?"

Peng Shou nodded quickly: "Miss Yu is right, old man, Brother Yu, you better pack up the rice noodles for me quickly, I have to hurry back to the city, don't delay."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Lingzhi's smile froze.

"What do you mean? Don't want cheap rice noodles. Is there something wrong with you?"

"Who knows if the river noodles that cost three cents a catty are made from some old rice? Are you selling them to customers to smash your own brand?" Peng Shou snorted coldly.

After Yipinlou was almost closed down, and now because of Zhaoyang and Pei Xuan, Yipinlou came back again with great difficulty. From the owner to the woman who sweeps and sweeps below, they all cherish the current Yipinlou.

They were grateful to Zhaoyang and Pei Xuan from the bottom of their hearts, if it weren't for the two of them, they wouldn't even be able to eat now.

Wang Lingzhi trembled from Peng Shou's anger.

With his head held high, Peng Shou went to the kitchen to help carry the rice noodles.

Wang Lingzhi gritted her teeth.

She stared fixedly at Zhaoyang.

"You're not Yu Zhenzhen." Yu Huilan didn't lie to her, Yu Zhenzhen was dead, and now a lonely ghost from nowhere came to occupy Yu Zhenzhen's body.

Otherwise, that idiot Yu Zhenzhen would come up with such a way to make money?

Zhaoyang glanced at her.

A few days ago, I heard that Zhou Xiaoli had escaped from Jiang's house and disappeared, and the village chief took people up the mountain, but they couldn't find her.

Now it seems that it is hidden in Zhou Xiaoli's house!
It's no wonder that Zhou Xiaoli is a descendant, and pho is very common in her memory. Although she doesn't know how to cook, she probably knows how to make pho.

"Put your mother's shit on!" Old Madam Yu jumped out and cursed, "Aren't you owed to scold us, you cursed our family so early in the morning, you uneasy and kind-hearted bastard, get out of here!"

Wang Lingzhi sternly said: "Grandma Yu, Zhenzhen is dead, and now a lonely ghost occupies Zhenzhen's body."

(End of this chapter)