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After this, Zhang Junming knew that it was no use denying it again. He bowed his head and stammered: "that's nonsense I said after I was drunk. It can't be true. Who would have thought it would be said by this fool. "

"Oh, really?" Mei Jing asked sharply, "I don't know if it's your nonsense or someone's secretly directing you to say it."

Who is this "someone" refers to? Everyone's heart is like a mirror.

Zhang Jinming immediately became impatient, as if blaming Bai Jian made him more angry than criticizing him.

He was red necked and staring. "I apologize for what I said that day. But you can't talk nonsense. That's what I said when I was drunk. It's not that I'm being told behind my back. "

"It is true that you framed me, whether or not someone was behind you. Originally, I wanted to do business with stinky tofu and durian crisp. Now you frame me with empty mouth and white teeth, which makes people panic, and no one wants to do business with me. How do you want to solve it

When Zhang Jinming heard this, he thought that Meijing was trying to blackmail him. He did not know how rich Mei Jing was. He waved his big hand and said, "if you want money, you can tell me how much you want."

Xianglan sneered: "just you? How much money can you give to our master? You'd better keep your two little coppers for your daughter-in-law. "

The crowd laughed.

Zhang Jinming felt that he couldn't hang on his face. He was more energetic. "How much money do you want? As long as you can say it, I'll compensate you!"

Mei Jing said with a smile, "well, since Mr. Zhang wants to lose money, we'll calculate the account today. Does anyone have an abacus? "

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Mei Jing holds the abacus in one hand, and says something in his mouth with the other hand. He rattles the abacus and calculates an account.

Zhang Jinming must not be able to count Meijing. He didn't even respond. He only heard a total.

This total let Zhang Jinming stare big eyes, he spat, way: "impossible! What about your two kinds of snacks, which are worth so much money

Xianglan interposed the waist as the master and retorted: "how impossible? You don't see much of it yourself. Don't think anything is impossible. "

Meijing knows that Zhang Jinming can't pay her so much silver, and she doesn't want to take the silver to settle the matter.

She took the abacus and said, "if you don't want to lose money, please pay me back. Manager Sun also said that someone else was present when you were drinking and talking nonsense that day. So I don't know how many people have heard about my food problems. In order to prove my innocence, you have to go to the market three days in a row. Apologize publicly to me. Make it clear to everyone that you are talking nonsense. My stinky tofu and durian crispy have no problem

"No way!" Zhang Jinming refused, "I just said a nonsense. Now I'm sorry. Do you want me to go to the food market and lose my face? "

"Shut up!" All of a sudden, a majestic voice came from the second floor. People looked up and saw that it was Bai Jian.

Zhang Jinming sees Baijian just like a mouse sees a cat. He immediately lowers his whole posture and waits for Baijian to give orders.

Bai Jian looks at Zhang Jinming like a sharp knife and wishes to gouge out his flesh.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "you've ruined Mrs. song's innocence by talking nonsense. If you don't want to apologize, you'll lose money!"