"Then, let me have one." With her eyes flowing, the girl glanced at the Great Sage from time to time.
This makes Zhang Xiaoqiang a little surprised. Could it be that she is against the Great Sage... Oh my god, I can't bear to be a bird. People like monkeys these days, but I... I am more angry than a monkey.
After packing the bag for the girl as quickly as possible and handing it over to the girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not forget to send her best wishes: "Beauty, I wish you can achieve an S-shaped line as soon as possible."
After waving goodbye to the girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly took out the tickets and counted them one by one with saliva dripping on his face.
I have no choice, I am really afraid of poverty. Seeing money now is like seeing my biological father.
"Hey! Qiangzi, you just said that eating our chicken will make you grow tendons like Brother Pig, and then in the blink of an eye you went to attack Monkey. Look at his... looks like a hemp stick, what does it look like!" ?”
Okay! This old pig had a cramp in his head and started to get serious.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite helpless about this, but he couldn't ignore it.
If this is the case, the old pig will definitely have to start teaching him from the beginning.
"Brother Pig, listen to me. What I say is not contradictory."
"Isn't it contradictory?" Lao Zhu's thick eyebrows immediately rose.
Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly continued: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, do you think this is the truth... When people eat whole grains, they must defecate as long as they grow. As the saying goes, what you eat is grain and what you poop is. After eating our chicken, Gaining fat is inevitable, but excretion is also essential. Besides, our beggar chicken uses more than ten kinds of regular ingredients... "
Blah blah blah, Zhang Xiaoqiang recited the recitation again, and then concluded his statement: "So, our JI is an extraordinary JI. Eating it can not only gain weight, but also have a body shaping effect. As for the body shape Well, to be honest with Brother Pig, I don’t think it’s good to be as lean as Brother Monkey, but girls and boys have different pursuits, otherwise they wouldn’t be called fair ladies. So I think men still have to be like Brother Pig, with all their tendons. , masculine. Women, like Brother Monkey, become as thin as lightning."
"Well, that makes sense! Xiaoqiang, it's a pity that your boy is not in Heaven, otherwise I would definitely recruit you to our department."
Damn it, Lao Zhu is now the Logistics Minister of Heavenly Court. In the past, with my IQ and temperament, I could still be a director.
Just when Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to regain his composure, the Great Saint turned his head in admiration: "What are you talking about me?"
With an inexplicable expression on his face, Zhang Xiaoqiang was immediately shocked when he heard this.
Thinking about the nonsense I just said, I was treating the Great Sage as a pretender.
"Uh, um... I, I, that..." Zhang Xiaoqiang, who hesitated and felt guilty, was speechless for a moment.
Fortunately, a middle-aged man in a suit walked up to the stall.
"Young man, how do you sell your chicken?"
When a savior came from the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly turned around and responded casually: "As long as 128."
"Oh~ Brother, you can't say anything, we are remembering this and that..."
Okay, let’s do it again.
"So, don't look at the price of 128, but the things inside are definitely affordable. And I want you to pay 128, but Dorjet is not. In addition, you look like a person with status and big business. You will definitely be satisfied with this from me."
"Haha, you can do it, young man. With this sales level, you can be a logistics director no matter what."
Did you hear me! Did you hear me! What are you talking about! As for my temperament... there is no SEI.
"Hey, big brother, you're flattered, I'm still a student."
"Isn't that right? This student just came out to practice tanning?"
"This... self-employment, that, Bill Gates has always been my idol."
"Xiaoqiang, who is Bill Gates? Isn't your idol Mr. CANG?" Old Zhu Gengzhi interrupted.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was depressed and quickly punched the old pig twice, then changed the subject and said: "Brother, how many do you want?"
"Uh... let's try one first, and then we'll tell you if it's good."
"Oh, okay. Let me tell you, I guarantee that you can eat one of these chickens. If you want to eat two, you can eat..."
"Okay, okay, young man, since you want to start a business, I will give you some advice. As for the brand, it depends on the strength of the product itself. Publicity is important, but in the end it depends on the actual performance of your product."
"Uh..." I was speechless.
These days, you can meet a life mentor just by setting up a stall, but Zhang Xiaoqiang is really... useless to reason with.
"What kind of wine is this?" the middle-aged man asked, pointing to the wine jar in front of him.
"Oh, I brew it myself. It's called three bowls but not enough." Zhang Xiaoqiang answered truthfully.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled lightly: "Three bowls are not enough for the post. Haha, it's interesting. The wine you drink with it is what Wu Song drank back then."
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded to himself: "That's right! Although I don't dare to say that it is exactly the same as what Wu Song drinks, it is definitely a recipe passed down from ancestors."
"Haha," he shook his head. It was obvious that the middle-aged man was not very interested in Zhang Xiaoqiang's exaggerated sales lines.
Seeing the middle-aged man's eyes glancing at the wine jar, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately followed up: "Sir, how can you eat chicken without wine? As the saying goes, eat meat with a big mouthful and drink wine with a big bowl. My wine will match my beggar's chicken. It will be absolutely perfect." It’s worthy. Do you think you might as well come and join us?”
"You young man has such a mouth..." Shaking his head with a smile, the middle-aged man said bluntly: "Tell me, how much does this wine cost?"
"You are talking about this wine, HOHO, please take a look..." He turned sideways, and behind Zhang Xiaoqiang's fingers stood the store sign. The four strong red-painted characters of "Xiaoqiang Chicken Shop" looked particularly dazzling under the reflection of the moonlight.
After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued: "Our wine is an arrogant brand, and we only sell it at a cute price."
"Tell me something specific!!" The middle-aged man frowned.
"It's still 128." Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to exaggerate and replied directly.
"Oh, you don't own any brand, and the wine you sell is more expensive than branded wine." The middle-aged man questioned with a smile.
Of course, Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the sarcasm in the other person's words, but it's no wonder, it's common sense for people to jeer.
After all, no matter how famous Zhang Xiaoqiang is for "three bowls but no job", it is a false reputation.
Firstly, he couldn't prove that this wine was a specialty of Jingyanggang back then; secondly, a hundred years have passed and modern people's pursuit of wine may not be used to drinking the fine wines of the past.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how to explain this, so he could only reply sincerely: "If your child doesn't even have confidence in it, how can it be successful in the future? Brother, let me give you the bottom line, this wine I brewed it myself. To me, it is worth 128. But you are a customer, and ultimately it is up to you to decide whether it is worth the price. So I hope you can give it and give me a chance."
With deep feelings and sincere words, Tang Xiaoqiang's words were truly moved.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a few seconds after hearing the words, and then looked at the horizon without saying a word for a long time, as if he was remembering something.
"Uncle, do you still want to buy this wine?"
(End of chapter)