Zheng Sanjin heard his wife's quarrel and looked up to see that she was arguing about something with a few young people dressed in shabby clothes.

Seeing this, he just frowned, then waved his hands to the young people with a smile: "Stop arguing, stop arguing, a woman is getting stingy, come and have something to eat and I will serve it to you!"

"The boss is still generous. Is it okay to eat a few dumplings from you?"

"Boss, you're too stingy and you won't be able to do much business!"

"..."

The men kept stuffing fried dumplings from the bamboo basket into their mouths while muttering unwillingly.

Zheng Sanjin could only smile bitterly. If it had been before, he would have taught the other party a lesson, but now he was doing business with a smile on his face, so he could only agree to it again and again.

"Yes, yes, what do you want to eat, rice porridge or porridge, or some..."

He wanted to quickly send away the greetings in front of him so that he could feel more at ease. He served one of the men with a pointed chin and then served the second one.

As if he felt that Zheng Sanjin had spoken softly, the young man with a pointed chin stepped forward and grabbed a handful of fried dumplings from the bamboo basket while holding the porridge.

Then he smiled at Ding Yufang who was collecting the money like a demonstration: "I paid for this, is it okay this time?"

Ding Yufang raised her eyes and saw her husband winking at her repeatedly, so she suppressed her anger.

At this time, the second one also filled the porridge, and he walked over and grabbed a handful of it, followed by the third one.

Ding Yufang couldn't bear it anymore, so she muttered in a low voice: "Take less, there are people behind you!"

The person standing in front of her at this moment was a stern young man. When he heard Ding Yufang's dissatisfaction, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Snapped!

A bowl of freshly served hot porridge was thrown directly into the basket containing fried dumplings, and the thick porridge water covered the fried dumplings that were fried to golden brown.

Ding Yufang's eyes widened and she said angrily: "What are you doing?"

"Why are you like this?"

"Young man, how can we eat like this?"

In an instant, everyone's dissatisfaction was completely ignited. They looked at the stern man and spoke angrily.

However, the cold man didn't care about everyone's accusations.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a sinister voice: "If you don't let labor and management have fun, no one of you will eat anything!"

He also cares about face. Even if the son of the richest man in Qinghe Town sees him, he has to call him brother.

He didn't expect that he would be annoyed when he came over for a meal, which made him feel unhappy to the extreme.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, but when they saw how arrogant the other party was and how many people there were, they didn't dare to speak out in anger.

The other three young people saw each other and smiled. The sharp-faced young man walked up to Zheng Sanjin with a bowl and poured the porridge into the pot. He said with a joking smile: "The one who is not in the mood to eat will be refunded by the boss."

....”

Refund?

They poured the porridge they had eaten for a few bites directly into the big pot. The porridge they had worked hard to cook all morning was wasted. Now they dare to ask themselves to refund their money?

Look at how sloppy their clothes are, and there is a strange smell all over their bodies, which would make people sick in Liren Sanzhangyuan.

Therefore, before he could finish his words, Zheng Sanjin fiercely picked up the big spoon with a sullen face and pulled it out with a roar.

What the sharp-faced man didn't expect was that he flew out before he could finish his sentence. He couldn't even feel the pain and was still in a daze.

Everyone was instantly shocked. They didn't expect that Zheng Sanjin, who had been smiling at them just now, would turn out to be so terrifying.

The stern man was startled when he saw this, and looked at Zheng Sanjin with an increasingly evil look.

The cook in front of him was wearing a big apron, he was cheerful and even flattering to everyone he saw, but he actually had the guts to attack him?

To be honest, he has never been afraid of anyone in Qinghe Town. Just like the young man who taught those vegetable vendors a lesson, who would be afraid if he just rushed into a fight?

Zheng Sanjin lowered his head and looked at the distorted big spoon in his hand with complicated eyes.

He really doesn't want to hit anyone, and is obsessed with Zheng Sanjin's current life. Although he used to be so happy with revenge, now he has even become a little groveling.

But so what?

In the past, I was forced and had no choice.

Now that he is the store manager, although the restaurant in front of him is small, he is extremely satisfied when he thinks that part of the harvest belongs to him.

So, after thinking about it, he smiled and tried to endure what was happening in front of him. Unexpectedly, Zheng Sanjin slapped him hard before he even raised his head.

He was staggered instantly, and there was burning pain on his cheek, and two exclamations came out almost at the same time.

"..." Ding Yufang, who was collecting the money, and Chen Shuran, who was helping him at the side, both looked at him in horror.

"It's okay, this kid is boring!" Zheng Sanjin looked at the two of them and smiled, wiping away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't know that when this scene fell into the ears of the stern man, his face turned livid with anger, he clenched his fists, and his knuckles made a crunching sound.

"It's too much trouble, shouldn't it be time to get out?" Zheng Sanjin glanced at the gruel in the fried dumplings and asked with cold eyes.

"Get out? I didn't hear clearly. Come on... tell me again?" The stern man laughed angrily, rushed over and raised his knee to directly hit Zheng Sanjin's abdomen.

Seeing this, Zheng Sanjin almost instinctively hid. The moment he passed by the stern man, he raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Go away or not?"

"Damn it!" The cold man became completely angry and roared and rushed forward again.

At the same time, several other young people saw this and stepped forward to help. Although Zheng Sanjin could fight, it was still difficult for him to fight with two fists.

What's more, he kept his hands on everything and tried to avoid making things too big. The essence of fighting is to be ruthless. Once the momentum weakens, he will immediately become embarrassed.

"Don't fight, don't fight..." Ding Yufang and the other two shouted anxiously, but the people in front of them didn't care at all: "Don't fight..."

"I asked you to fight, aren't you quite capable?" The stern man gritted his teeth, abandoned Zheng Sanjin, walked aside, raised his leg and kicked him, causing a pile of bowls to break into pieces.

Then he came to a pot of porridge, raised his leg and kicked the white porridge to the ground. Yes, he was going to overturn Zheng Sanjin's stall.

At this moment, the diners had long been pushed away in fear, pointing in a circle, but no one dared to come forward.

Seeing that the business he had worked so hard to build was demolished in front of him, Zheng Sanjin's eyes were red and he was extremely angry.

He didn't try to resist the fierce punch, his eyes just stared at the figure who was showing off his violence.

"Isn't it quite capable? You're a coward, bah!"

The sharp-faced man cursed fiercely and punched Zheng Sanjin one after another.

At this moment, he suddenly saw Zheng Sanjin's cold eyes, and his whole body immediately trembled.

That kind of look, with a strong murderous look!

"Ah..." the sharp-faced man screamed in fright, but then fell silent.
Chapter completed!