First Class Genius

The old do not kill, the young do not kill, as long as it is adult prey, both male and female kill.

He has been collecting herbs for 12 years and hunting for 12 years. Han Fei has always adhered to his hunting principle. Hongmao's behavior violated Han Fei's bottom line. People only felt a black spot flying up and down, left and right. When they saw it clearly, Hongmao had knelt down like a group of mud, covered with blood, opened his mouth and howled, and the sharp dagger was thrown far away.

For people like red hair, Han Fei disdained to do it. If you can kill a tiger, you must let him kill a chicken to prove his courage. I'm really not interested. However, for some people, you must let them know what is reality and cruelty.

"Get out!" People like red hair look disgusting. Han Fei raised his feet and made a little effort. Red hair flew into the crowd, got up and got into the taxi with a bitter look in his eyes.

"Good! This man should be beaten! "

"Young man, take your grandmother away quickly. They still have a lot of people!"

"Don't let him find it. This bastard does everything!"

After a brief silence, the crowd boiled. The middle-aged couple cried and thanked them. They didn't want the wonton money. They bent down to clean up the mess and prepare to change places.

"Wait a minute!" The good man did it to the end. Han Fei shouted at the middle-aged couple and motioned them to come to him.

"Apologize!" Han Fei snorted coldly, grabbed the two young people in front of him and yelled loudly.

"No! Little brother, no! " The middle-aged couple waved their hands anxiously and hurriedly accepted the apologies of the two gangsters.

"Lose money!" Han Fei stared round. The two young men quickly took out all the money in their pockets, put it into the hands of the middle-aged couple, and waited for Han Fei to fall. The boss was beaten away. At the moment, they just want to leave quickly and stay away from the plague.

"Enough! Enough! Thank you, little brother! Thank you! " The money in hand is enough to buy another wonton stall. With tears of gratitude, the couple stopped cleaning up the mess and disappeared into the stream of people step by step.

"Xiaofei, it's fun to sell wonton!" The crowd gradually dispersed, but the old lady wore a white apron and greeted Han Fei with a smile. A bowl of hot Wong blunt was fished out and placed in front of Han Fei.

Han Fei's eyes are shining. Be careful of his liver banging. Isn't he out of work? You can certainly make a lot of money by setting up a stall here to sell wonton. Hongmao is estimated to stay in the hospital for three or two months. Even if he comes back to find trouble, Han Fei doesn't mind beating him again. As for the urban management and police, Han Fei is too lazy to think about it. No one paid attention to the fight just now. This place is estimated to be a three no matter area.

"Fix the broken tables and chairs now. It's still early. We're selling wonton. The big guys are tired of watching the play. They all come to eat a bowl of wonton! " Han Fei did what he wanted. He turned his head and told the two young people to do things. He also cleaned up the wonton stall and shouted loudly.

The passer-by who had seen Han Fei's ability spit out his tongue and left. Who dares to eat the stall owner's wonton? What if you want 100 yuan for a bowl? If you calculate the money by one, you can't go bankrupt! Some took photos and sent them to the circle of friends, and some whispered and pointed. In the twinkling of an eye, the onlookers scattered, and the previous calm was restored around the wonton stall.

When the work was settled, Han Fei hummed a little song happily. The old lady worked happily like a housewife. The two young people were courteous to each other.

The name of Hongmao who took a taxi to the hospital is Wang Hongyi. He has a little smelly money at home. The two young people left behind, one named Shen Yanzhong and the other named Zhang Xingwen, failed to enter the University and became unemployed young people.

"From today on, you two sell wonton with me every day. You are not allowed to bully people with Wang Hongyi. Do you hear me?" Han Fei's face was cold and he waved his fist.

"Sell wonton! Don't bully people! "

An hour ago, people were still afraid of the old confused boy. In the twinkling of an eye, they became a waiter of the wonton stall. If they didn't have bursts of pain in their bones, they suspected that they were dreaming.

Although it's majestic to have an autumn wind and eat a bully meal, my parents are very angry. Now, Zhang Xingwen and Shen Yanzhong are also very excited when they meet a lord who is not afraid of things and set up a stall to sell wonton together.

"Zhang Xingwen, you are responsible for greeting the guests, Shen Yanzhong is responsible for washing the dishes, and the old lady and I make wonton, cook wonton and collect money!"

"OK! We'll do whatever the boss says! "

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"Come and eat wonton!"

"Little rabbit, come and eat wonton! What about you, do you hear me? "

"Yes? Can you die if you eat again? It's all night! "

"What? Five yuan? The price has increased, ten yuan. Give it quickly! "

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It has to be said that Zhang Xingwen's working ability and efficiency are excellent. If he pulls hard, the guests of the wonton stall never break.

Before, seeing the wonton sellers here making money, they were jealous and came to scare them into collecting protection fees. Because it was a semi professional underworld, several of the protection fees were confiscated, and the Wong blunt stall owner changed several. With Han Fei busy selling wonton, Zhang Xingwen and Shen Yanzhong smiled knowingly and put a cornucopia instead. Why do they beg for food and scold everywhere.

People come and go, and time flies. When the pedestrians on the Bank of Han River became scarce, Han Fei was also tired and sweating.

"Well, that's it today!" Busy until more than ten o'clock at night, there are still five or six wonton to sell. Han Fei is ready to eat by himself. Looking at the bills in his pocket, Han Fei couldn't close his mouth with a smile. He raised his hand to greet them and counted the money happily.

Five yuan and ten yuan are the most, and there are several pieces of fifty-one hundred. One night, the gross income was nearly one thousand yuan.

However, Han Fei also knows that today's raw materials are left by middle-aged couples. After a little calculation, the income tonight is about the same as the money lost by Zhang Xingwen. After a busy night, he earned a wonton stall.

After a little thought, Han Fei put 300 yuan in his pocket and pushed the rest in front of Zhang Xingwen. "In the future, as long as there is no wind and rain, you two will sell wonton here with me. With the rest of the money, you two go to buy ingredients, tables and chairs. Starting tomorrow night, how about selling wonton every day and sharing it equally among the three of us? "

"No! Not equally! " Shen Yanzhong said first, "boss Renyi has taught us to be human. We should take more. Since you treat us as brothers, the boss will get 60% of the income in the future, and the two of us will get 20% each! "

"Yes! Everyone makes money. Before long, Xiaofei wonton can occupy the corner of Hangzhou! " Think about the scene that people line up to eat their own wonton every day. Han Fei's eyebrows soar with pride.

"Xiaofei wonton! That's a good name! "

"Drink and celebrate! Ouch, my mouth! "

"Ha ha!"

The three young men shouted a few bottles of wine, and the fight was over. After discussing the wonton sale tomorrow, Han Fei and the old lady were left in front of the stall.

"Tired!" Seeing the old lady dozing off on the plastic stool, Han Fei couldn't bear it. He walked over with light hands and feet, squatted down and asked, "old lady, cook some more wonton. Shall we go to the hotel to sleep after eating?"

"Smelly boy, I'll boil water for you!" The old lady kindly touched Han Fei's face and got up happily to live.

Han Fei stood up slowly, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. His expression was not as relaxed as before, but rather dignified.

A dangerous smell surrounded by wolves, from far to near, from light to thick, from fuzzy to clear.

This is a kind of intuition, a feeling that can only be felt when dealing with wild animals all year round. Han Fei believed that his feeling would not be wrong, but there was no further action in the dangerous breath, just like a leopard dormant in the forest, waiting for the sika deer to reveal its flaws, and then give a fatal blow.

"Creak! Creak! " On the Bank of Hanhe River, where there are few pedestrians, there is a clear and pleasant sound of high heels. A tall middle-aged woman in a professional suit comes twisting her plump waist, carrying an LV bag in her hand, slightly raising her head, and is a full lady.

"Mom! We've been looking for you for days. Why are you selling wonton here? " At the moment of seeing the old lady, the lady screamed out and rushed to the old lady with an excited look.

"Stop!" Han Fei's ghost generally blocked in front of the lady, and his sweat stained face showed contempt and disdain, "your acting skills are too poor, not even primary school students!"

"Go away! That's my mother! What are you talking about? " The short surprise flashed away, and the lady yelled, "you little hooligan, actually abducted the old man with dementia to do things for you. Do you believe I'll call you to jail!"

"Really?" While Han Fei sneered and asked, the leopard's waist suddenly twisted and a cold light stabbed against his clothes.

"Come and don't be rude. Let you taste my fist!" The hand is a knife. Han Fei doesn't dare to be careless, but his desire to fight is getting stronger and stronger.

"Ah - Peng -" the woman subconsciously raised her hand to block her fist and grabbed the air; A strong force hit his waist. Rao dodged fast enough, or was kicked far away by Han Fei's big foot before he stopped. He gnashed his teeth and scolded, "little liar, you cheated!"

"Sao fox, each other!" Just for a moment, there were more than a dozen men and women in black suits around the wonton stall, silently blocking the direction Han Fei might escape.

"It's not hard for me to hand over the old lady. Otherwise -- "

"Old lady, go to sleep first and be ready soon!" Han Fei turned around, raised his hand gently, and the old lady sat down softly. Han Fei placed the old lady gently, walked forward, stood in the circle of more than a dozen people without fear, and said with a smile, "you go together to avoid trouble!"

Han Fei's arrogance angered the visitors. For a moment, several black tornadoes blew on the ground, and a dozen people in black rushed up together.

"Shit! You're welcome! " Han Fei laughed and scolded, and his figure was as happy as a dragon. For a moment, the sound of bone fragmentation was intertwined and fluctuated, which was like a lullaby at night.