The daily life of a full-level boss (MTL)

Chapter 13

    Zhang Wei hurriedly poured the fish in the bucket into the fish tank, not to mention the guests, even after selling it for so many years, he couldn't see what kind of black humming fish were.

    "We want this, this!" As soon as

    the fish was put down, a carp with a pale yellow tail instantly made the girl smile, and her attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.

    The male protagonist smiled dotingly, so he had no choice but to decide on that one. When he left, Qu Zhong heard the girl smiling and showing off to the boy: "My grandma said that the tails of wild fish are very pale, and that one must be wild. "The

    chef quickly scooped the fish to deal with it, and Zhang Wei finally led Qu Zhong upstairs as if he was relieved.

    "It's getting harder and harder to do business now. I don't know when my shop will be open." "Uncle Zhang, isn't your     grilled

    fish shop a good business?"

I've been here before, and when it was time to eat, it was full of people, which is like today's crowded look.

    "Other grilled fish shops on the street cost 35 yuan per fish, and ours is forty-five. Of course, it's not as good

    as others." As if afraid of Qu Zhong's misunderstanding, Zhang Wei sighed and immediately explained: "Our fish They are all live fish, and the seasonings are all good ones, so the cost can’t be controlled at all.”

    It’s also a grilled fish shop, and the grilled fish shop at the end of the street buys chilled fish, and even more pickled fish. Good fish is fried in oil and topped with toppings before serving. The fish in their family are all fresh fish bought from local fish farms. No matter the cooking time or price, they are not as good as others.

    While the two of them were talking, they had already walked up to the second floor.

    The appearance of the second floor is the same as it was ten years ago. Opening the iron gate on the second floor is an aisle, and the row of six rooms on the second floor is the Zhang family's house.

    After bringing the person, Zhang Wei folded his body and went downstairs, and Qu Zhong had to listen to the voice and go inside.

    In the room in the middle, Duan Weiguo's laughter was extremely loud: "I'll just say that my grandson has the ability."

    "Yes... yes... your grandson is like..."

    Another stammering voice came from Zhang Jianbing. , when Qu Zhong pushed open the door and entered, he was stuffing cherries into his mouth with trembling fingers.

    Although he is about the same age as Duan Weiguo, Zhang Jianbing already has white hair, and the wrinkles on the corners of his mouth are folded into folds. When he sees Qu Zhong pushing the door in, he still wants to smile. The corners of his stiff lips tremble for a long time. smile.

    "Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Qu Zhong called out obediently, and sat next to Duan Weiguo.

    On the table were the cherries they brought, and Duan Weiguo was holding a small handful of pits in his hand.

    "Okay... I haven't seen Qu Zhong for several years, so I'm an adult!"

    Zhang Jianbing finished with difficulty, without delaying his intact right hand, he slid the cherries into his mouth. Let him spit the nucleus in the palm of his hand.

    "Be careful not to choke. We have a lot more in our house. If you want to eat it, come and pick it up."

    After eating for a long time, Zhang Jianbing finally stopped his mouth and wiped his mouth with a tissue: "This cherries...really...really delicious."