Chapter 252： This opened mouth (1/2)
On the third day after Da Shanye waited for a group of hunters who had been soaking in the wilderness all day to leave, the small hall had not been deserted, but had become more lively.
A group of garrisons that almost exhausted Boss Lin had just left the day before, and today there has been a big movement.
A large truck that pulls goods, with some rusty steel fences welded around the compartment, is more like a huge and rough armed hedgehog, spraying black smoke and rumbling into the courtyard of the small hall.
Ma Liu jumped from the cab to open the carriage, and hundreds of people came out one after another.
These people are dressed in simple clothes, and to put it bluntly, they are a bit tattered. The material is a slightly stronger dyed coarse cloth, which has been washed white. How do you think it is Bao Er who is going to pack them and sell them.
Bao Er smiled,
”Boss Lin, these are all customers, genuine customers! The little boys in their family are all with a good foundation but they have not been taken by the martial arts school... Hey, they have all heard of Boss Lin's name. I have to come over and see for myself how the salt-baked chicken is made. If there are no problems, I will make purchases from Boss Lin on their behalf.”
”Long-term purchase? Lin Chou frowned. The salt-baked chicken is no more or less, but also two hundred and fifty points. They...”
Bao Er smiled, ”Boss Lin...they are all ordinary people, or children...how much appetite can a child have? Just eat it open enough to eat a chicken leg? The whole world Both parents are the same, nothing more than hope that their son will become a dragon and their daughter will become a phoenix. I can guarantee that they bought the salt-baked chicken and they would not even bear a bone to eat.”
Although the salt-baked chicken is not big, it weighs at least five or six catties. This stuff is too small for hunters to cram between the teeth, but for ordinary people, even adults, it’s true. It's hard work, Lin Chou, who Bao Er said, really can't fault it.
One catty of rice needs 2-4 circulation points. The salt-baked chicken is cut into pieces, and each one eats more than ten to twenty meals. Ordinary people in Xiacheng can also afford this price.
Bao Er and Ma Liu lifted several billiard chopping boards from the car,
”I deliberately told me to rush over there for a few days. It's a coincidence that a pub had booked five cases, but they didn't want them. I put together ten pool tables for you. Look, where do you put them?”
Good guy, this efficiency is really okay.
Each table was also equipped with a pair of **** and clubs. Lin Chou didn't understand this, so he asked them to move to the other side first.
”When you have time, build a few open-air sheds and put them in.”
Bao Eryi listened, patted his chest and said, ”Where else can I wait for a few days, don't worry, Mr. Lin, I will be able to set it up for you in a matter of minutes.”
”Oh, Xiaolin, you're quite fashionable, you are a gambling product, do you know that it is taxed?” Young Master Sikong arrived, looking like he was pointing to Jiangshan.
”Bah, this is an entertainment facility. Don't talk nonsense about gambling if you don't understand.”
Sikong pouted his lips and asked the hunters behind, ”You said, isn't this gambling supplies?”
Several hunters laughed dryly, ”Ahem, it's...Is it...”
But in all competitive sports, it is inseparable from winning or losing. It is very common to follow the guess of winning or losing to be a banker.
Hundreds of people brought by Bao Er got out of the car and just cringed and stood aside and looked around, exclaiming in low voices from time to time, and then quickly converged, trying to squeeze into the middle of the crowd, as if this would bring them some safety. sense.
Bao Erdao,
”Hey, they are all ordinary people who have stayed in Xiacheng for a lifetime. They have no knowledge. If it weren't for children, they might not go out of town once in their lives. Where can I see a fierce man who dares to open a shop in the wilderness? This is the power of Boss Lin Deterred...”
Sikong's face was full of contempt, ”Well, this flattering is so good that Boss Lin croaks.”
Lin Chou didn't bother to take care of the goods, but suddenly felt that everyone who came to his store was screaming at him?
Lin Chou himself also walked out of Xiacheng District and greeted enthusiastically,
”Look for a place to sit first, and I will make a few samples.”
So when Lin Chou was cooking, there were a hundred people in the dining room pulling their necks and looking around, and none of them were sitting honestly.
People are like this, hearing is futility, seeing is believing.
Bao Er could directly pack them back to the base city. The people didn't believe it. They had to watch the salt-baked chicken and taste it before they would believe it.
When the fresh salt-baked chicken came out, a group of talented people sat around the table, in groups of ten.