Chapter 179： The donkey ignores the buns (as the rudder master, I have heard of He!) (2/2)
”...”
Here Qin Wuyong took a bite of the donkey ignored the steamed buns, the golden yellow oil splashed, ”Hey...so hot...”
”Wow, Jiamian and Rushi are going to stop talking, look at this bun, I'm so hungry!!”
”It smells good when you look at it, oooooooo.”
Qin Wuyong wrinkled his brows and put the buns aside, ”Boss, come here.”
The boss was covered with flour, ”What's the matter.”
Qin Wuyong straightened the quilt and fiddled with the buns on the plate with his chopsticks, ”What kind of meat is your bun?”
”Donkey meat.”
”Only donkey meat?”
”Only donkey meat.”
Qin Wuyong's face didn't look so good, frowning in silence.
”Oh, did Wuyou discover something?”
”This is a black shop??....Lamb barbecued pork buns??”
The little boss hid a large plate of small dishes behind his back, ”Dad, what's the matter? Uncle, this is the dish I made for you.”
The old man suddenly broke out and slapped him over with a slap, ”How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to make this rubbish! The store only sells steamed buns! Congee!”
”Snapped!”
The little boss blushed with a slap print and a pack of tears with red eyes. He roared, ”What are you doing, Dad!!”
Qin Wuyong sneered, and raised his foot. The rolling table separated the boss who wanted to teach his son, ”Hey, shoddy, and have the face to teach the little boss? Your buns are better than the little boss’s porridge and vegetables. It's hundreds of times worse!”
The boss stared like a cow, ”You nonsense! I don't welcome you here, get out!”
A few saw the bustling passers-by and the bosses of neighboring stores gathered around.
”Oh, what's the matter Lao Li?”
”Heh, a Tier 3 evolutionary? Do you dare to play the uncle in Sanyang Street?”
Qin Wuyong sighed, ”Your steamed bun, don't you use donkey meat?”
”Yes!”
”Fuck your mother's stinky shit! Can donkey meat be so fishy and fragrant? You are obviously mixed with raccoon meat, or the female raccoon who has just finished off the cub!”
The boss was dumb.
Qin Wuyong sneered, ”Raccoon meat can be matched with mutton, horse meat and donkey meat. It is very fresh! The freshly produced female raccoon has the heaviest stench. The fat is orange and it is sold on the market. You can buy a dozen at 20 points Son! How much donkey meat? One hundred or two hundred and one catty? The boss does a good business!”
”This......”
The little boss opened his mouth, ”Dad???”
”Ka, user teacher Dunru rewarded 180,000 circulation points and left a message. Real or fake? What is raccoon meat? I haven't heard of it.”
Qin Wuyong took the time to answer, ”Beasts like foxes and roe deer are very cheap.”
Qin Wuyong sighed, ”Originally, I thought you were honest. The real foodie only cares about the taste. The buns with raccoon meat are delicious. This is not a defect. On the contrary, you seem to be very clever... Boss, boss, hey!”
”Crack.”
”That's right, what's the big deal with the raccoon meat, just delicious.”
”It's not the right business to do this. We have reported it to the Commission. We support Tasty, but we don't want to be cheated.”