Vol 5 Chapter 650: Shut out

On the way here yesterday, they went wrong several times in succession, and it was quite late when they finally arrived. The fire was so big, I didn’t have the mood to take a closer look. I just felt that this place was not too prosperous, it was green and green. The lighting facilities are good.

When I got up in the morning, I still didn’t wake up. I looked all the way and saw the buildings on the surrounding mountains. I felt that this small town with a very earthy name occupies a lot of land, but it’s just too scattered. They are not compact, so they can't see where the town center is.

So they ran towards the high-rise place-not to mention, they are indeed knowledgeable, they really found the business district based on experience.

Look, isn't there so much land under this mountain? Why can't you learn planning by building so many houses on the mountain?

Of course, in this place, the land price must be deadly cheap, otherwise, why would there be so many empty places to plant trees and grass instead of building a house? So, no need to plan, how easy it is to come!

Also, the officials in this small place must be very lazy. Otherwise, if all the houses on the mountain are removed and concentrated in this area, they will at least look like a corner of the metropolis. At least they will be allowed to inspect. The leaders feel that this place is still a bit developed.

Of course, it is estimated that there are no big people in this place, and the biggest person here is probably a county magistrate.

Just because I took a few glances, I found out so many obvious problems, and my sense of superiority suddenly rose to the sky. This small place is just a small place!

They suddenly felt that sitting in this small noodle restaurant here was really condescending!

They looked at the menu. Da Pai Noodles, Beef Noodles, Fried Soy Noodles..., yes, how dare those with meat in such a place eat? What kind of meat is it?

"Let's have a bowl of plain noodles, add two small greens, and an egg. Remember, don't cut the eggs too well, just fry them," Xiao Guan said.

The waiter with small tiger teeth smiled and took notes.

"Like him, I also have a bowl of plain noodles, but I want to fry double yolk eggs, so don't be too old," Xiaobian said.

"Okay, can I recommend it to both of you. Big bone noodle soup is our shop's signature..."

"No," the two said categorically. Who knows what seasoning you make?

"Remember, plain noodles are good, and everything else, including dried shrimps, is not allowed."

The service eyes still smiled with little tiger teeth, "Okay, I remember."

They looked a little proud of the diners around who looked like they came from a small place, oh, that big row, that beef, you really dare to eat, and eat so happily, can you not be so loud?

But unfortunately, no one is really picky about eating for them. In fact, no one pays attention to the two of them at all. These people seem to know each other quite well, and they eat and talk.

But they immediately began to pay attention to the people in these small places, because as soon as they finished ordering, they heard the name they cared about, "Feng Yiping,"

Well, although this is a small place, it is the same as the Xiangchuan dialect. Their native dialect is not very strange to the people in the capital.

"I heard that Sister Yiping got married. Not only did they not plan to make a big deal, they also donated all the money they had originally planned to use for the wedding," said one eater.

"I also heard that this is a calm rule, and his family will follow this for future marriages, including him."

"Haha, in other people’s homes, I’m afraid that the ostentation will be small and the family will be flat. I’m afraid that the ostentation will be too big. Others have family worries and no gifts will be given. They give too many family worries and work around a few months in advance. Don’t handle, don’t treat guests, don’t accept gifts,"

"Tell me, I had planned for it a long time ago, but this time I will go to the fun, but in the end, I didn't even have a chance."

"Hey, you said, how much will their family donate this time?" Some people are also interested in the numbers.

"According to their family's conditions, I think it must be at least eight figures. Of course, no matter how much I don't dare to guess," the little girl who sent him also joined the discussion.

"Haha, Xiaoye, it seems that your family has prepared a lot for your marriage," a middle-aged man laughed.

The two listened and discussed in a low voice, "Hehe, these people, because Feng Yiping is rich, everything he does is right."

"Yes, anonymous donations, who knows the true or false, I also said that I donated hundreds of millions of dollars,"

"What if you really donate, someone like Feng Yiping who donates 8 figures will definitely try to get back 9 figures,"

This is also the result of their knowledge.

The concept of charity is slowly spreading in the country at this time. Foundations of various names have grown a lot over the years.

However, unlike foreign foundations, most of them are set up by wealthy people. At present, most domestic foundations are set up by authorized persons, such as Mr. Wang’s wife, Mr. Wang’s mother, and some others. The unit has cooperated with a charity foundation, so Xiaobian and Xiaoguan are very clear about the so-called charity!

But they forgot that the wall has ears, "What are you talking about?" A good roar made the two of them excited and the other diners were taken aback.

They looked back and saw that the Huya girl who looked pretty cute just now was not cute at all. She was so angry and made a big disagreement that she put the two bowls of noodles on their heads.

"Little girl, what are you doing? Did you serve as a waiter like this? Apologize to us right away, boss, boss, look at your waiter?" Xiaobian yelled furiously after reacting.

What quality is this? The customer is God, don’t you know?

A kind-looking fat man wearing a white chef's uniform and a chef's hat walked from the inside, "Two, I'm sorry, I apologize to both of you."

He pulled the little girl to his side, "Xiao Ye, what's the matter?"

"Yeah, Xiaoye, why are you so angry?" the people who eat noodles asked.

"They," Xiaoye pointed to Xiaobian and Xiaoguan violently, "They said Yiping his family donated money to get back ten times."

"Really?" The boss's gentle face suddenly turned into an angry face.

"If you don't believe me, ask them," Huyamei pointed at the two and said.

"Two, did you say such a thing?" the boss asked.

"Why are we telling you?" Xiaobian felt annoyed. "Don't you know that eavesdropping on other people's conversations is illegal?"

This is equivalent to indirectly acknowledging that they said something similar, but the two annoyed people didn't realize that not only the boss's complexion was not good, even the other diners ~www.wuxiaspot.com~'s complexion was also not good.

"It's really unqualified! Okay, we don't dare to eat your noodles here, you are the boss, right, let the little girl apologize to us, and we will leave."

"Apologize?" The boss smiled, "There are no doors!"

The boss pointed at them with his hips akimbo, "Just guys like you, we are not welcome here, so we will feed the noodles to the pigs and the dogs, not to you. The door is there. Get out of here!

Both Xiaobian and Xiaoguan felt a little dazed. Am I still under the party's rule? In what age, there are such black shops!

"Old and young men, you give a comment...," Xiaobian said halfway, and then stopped. Why these diners seem to be angry and eager to move?

"Old Wu, you've been in the north, what do you say about these two guys over there?"

"Bantham," said Old Wu, who had just made a joke on Xiaoye, lightly.

"You two clubs, get out of here right away, be conscious, don't let me drive you away," the boss teased with the towel used to wipe sweat.

The hero does not suffer from the immediate loss, Xiao Guan pulled Xiaobian, who was trembling with anger, "Let’s not be familiar with them. Let’s go to the industry and commerce to make a complaint. You wait."

"Look for a complaint with industry and commerce, right? The phone number is here, and the industry and commerce bureau is on the opposite mountain. I am here waiting for you." The fat boss just sent them to the door and shouted to the neighbors, "Everyone Send a message to each other, these two guys are ranting in my shop, saying bad things about Ping, I don’t do his business forever,"

Looking at the kind people next to him, after listening to the fat boss’s words, they all became disgusting. Looking to their side, each of them looked like knives, and the small side was trembling with anger. What's the truth is that the little demon in the temple is very windy, and Chiqian is overwhelming!