Chapter 40 restaurant

It is still a relatively stable business, but Chen Churong made a fortune by opening a restaurant.Of course, he got rich not because his restaurant business was good, but because of other reasons. On a sunny noon, two guests came to Chen Churong's restaurant, one tall and one short.Chen Churong recognized this short man, and knew that his surname was Wei, and he was a wealthy boss.Although Chen Churong is the owner of the shop, he often stops by the banquet when he has nothing to do.When you meet acquaintances, you will toast them with wine, give them a fruit plate, and sometimes chat with them.After toasting the two guests, Chen Churong entered the room.

After a while, Chen Churong heard shouts in the hall.When he came out, he saw that it was Boss Wei who was arguing with a table next to him.There were five or six people at the table next to them, all of them were aggressive, as if they were about to make a move, and they seemed to be bullying the weak by the strong. Not to mention that Wei is a regular customer, even if he is a stranger, Chen Churong does not allow anyone to fight in his restaurant, not to mention affecting the business, but you must know who opened the restaurant.Want to run wild in a bun shop run by a dominatrix?Absolutely not allowed.

When he went over to ask, he found out that it turned out that Boss Wei thought this group of people were noisy, and the cigarettes kept drifting here, so he asked them to stop smoking.Relying on the strength of their numbers, this group of people actually slapped the table and cursed.Chen Churong became angry when he heard it, and really wanted to beat them up, but he held his breath and said, "Come on, stop smoking for now..." Unexpectedly, this group of people became anxious, and one of the bearded people picked up the wine bottle and said viciously: "I have sent you money, why don't you beat one by one, and beat you together!"

Chen Churong thought to himself, this is Wukong dancing a stick on his head and Guan Gong playing a big sword in front of him.If you don't teach them a lesson, you won't know how powerful I am.So, he yelled: "Slow down! You guys are not good birds. If you want to fight, go to the door and practice..." The bearded man didn't show any weakness. With a wave of his hand, the group of people hurried towards the gate. At this time, all the diners came out, wanting to see this scene that can only be seen in martial arts movies. Chen Churong sneered, haha, do you choose "hanging color" or "bad core"?Chen Churong saw that these people didn't understand, so he explained: "'hanging color' means that the fur is a little bit damaged, it looks ugly, but it's nothing; Hopeless."

"Bah!" The bearded man spat on the ground, waved his hand again, and beckoned the brothers to join him. At this time, Chen Churong's wife pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, ran in front of Chen Churong, and shouted: "Chu Rong, you are going to cause trouble!" After she finished speaking, she turned to the young people who were gearing up and said, "Several brothers , don't do it, our husband has real kung fu, he is a Shaolin disciple, if you do it, you will die..." "Shaolin disciples?" Someone yelled, "Let's open our eyes!"

Boss Wei and the tall man saw that the matter was about to cause trouble, so they stepped forward and said, "Brothers, don't do anything, it's all our fault..." Where do these people listen to advice.The bearded man looked at the people on the third floor and the third floor, and shouted, "Look at it!" At this time, Chen Churong's woman suddenly thought of something, and pulled him to point to a pile of bricks at the base of the wall: "Chu Rong, break bricks for them, break bricks for them!" The people around were dumbfounded, and all looked at the pile of red bricks in unison.

Chen Churong understood, and grinned, thinking that his wife was more thoughtful.So, he walked towards the base of the wall, picked up the bricks one by one, and stacked them on a stone bench, a total of 10 bricks.Then he turned around and asked those people: "Is your head hard, or is this brick hard?" These people's eyes widened, they looked at Zhuan, and then at Chen Churong's hand, but no one said a word. Chen Churong rubbed his hands, sank slightly, and started to get lucky. After about ten seconds, with the sound of "Hi--", Chen Churong raised his palms and cut a pile of bricks like a kitchen knife cutting radishes. open.

The crowd of onlookers sighed for a while, and then there was a burst of crackling applause. The bearded man immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "Brother's action has opened the eyes of the younger brothers. If you had slapped my head with your palm, my brains would have come out long ago. We are blind, please forgive me..." "If you don't fight, you don't know each other..." Chen Churong invited them into the restaurant, full of wine to suppress the shock.