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After my stomach was full and I finished talking, Sun Beilong and Geng Jinhu got up and wanted to leave.

Ao Muyang said with a serious expression: "You go first, I have something to deal with."

Geng Jinhu raised his eyebrows to speak, Sun Beilong glanced at him deeply, and then said, "Huzi, let's go, don't disturb Brother Ao."

Watching the two go out, Ao Muyang sat quietly on the chair. Soon the old man pushed open the door and came in, and smiled and said, "Little brother, aren't you full yet?"

Ao Muyang shook his head and said, "I'm full, this mutton oil cake is delicious."

"and you……"

"I'm waiting for you here. I have something to ask you. It's a more private matter, and I don't know whether to ask or not."

The old man's eyes leaped, and he wiped his hands with his apron and sat down and said, "If you don't ask, you can't tell me even if you ask me. It's better to ask the person involved about the matter between Boss Sun and his two brothers."

Listening to his words, Ao Muyang showed a surprised expression on his face: "Ah? No, what I want to ask is how much profit you have in a day now?"

This question caught the old man off guard: "Ask, ask this? Why do you ask this? It costs about five hundred yuan. Why are you asking this?"

Ao Muyang stood up solemnly and said, "Boss, do you know Longtou Village?"

The little old man wiped his hands with his apron again and said, "I know, who doesn't know Longtou Village in Hongyang? The tourist village is very popular now, right?"

Ao Muyang said: "Yes, I am the village chief of Longtou Village. Boss, I want to ask you, are you interested in moving the store to our village? I promise that your turnover can double!"

After he said that, the old man laughed: "Haha, you are interesting, what is this? Attract investment?"

Ao Muyang also smiled and said, "Nothing counts. I think the sheep oil cakes here are very delicious. Staying in such a small alley really makes your skills. I know that you may be used to the environment here, the old neighbors, and everything. It may also be that at your age, you no longer care how much money you can make, but I still have to say..."

"You need to say, who told you that I don't care about this anymore?" the old man asked back, "Walking to your village, can I really see a thousand yuan in cash a day?"

Ao Muyang was stunned. These words had a little impact on the other party's image as a paranormal in his heart.

According to Sun Beilong, this old Jia has been moving to Hongyang for a long time. He even dealt with them when he was young. He seems to be a person with a story.

In addition, he hid his own shop in the alley and focused on making mutton oil cakes and mutton soup. In this style, he really looked like a little master in martial arts films.

Lao Jia continued to ask: "How do you charge for the door-head house in your village? Minshui and Min Electricity? The Industrial and Commercial Bureau and Food Inspection will not come to find trouble, right?"

Ao Muyang said: "You don't have to worry about these things. Just bring the craftsmanship with you. I can waive the rental fee for the door-to-door house. It must be civil waters and electricity. I have a strong relationship with the government."

"Will you really see a thousand yuan in cash every day?" Lao Jia asked repeatedly.

Ao Muyang said: "At least this number, because our village is full of fishing houses. Your sheep oil cakes can not only be sold to tourists, but also wholesale to fishing houses. The daily demand is at least 1,800 yuan. I said that the turnover of 1,000 yuan is actually a bit conservative."

Old Jia showed a heart-warming expression on his face and said, "Okay, then I'll do it like that. I'll try to move the store over."

The reality was contrary to his expectations. Ao Muyang thought he would take a lot of effort to move him, so he couldn't help asking, "Old man, you're quite willing to move?"

Lao Jia said, "I am only fifty years old. Don't call me an old man. Why don't I move away if I can make more money? I have no grudges with money. It would be great if I could really sell 1,800 cakes a day. Then my wife and I can help my son pay a down payment in Hongyang after working hard for two years. Hongyang's housing prices are a stroll!"

Ao Muyang asked puzzledly: "You are very short of money? Why don't you talk to Boss Sun if you are short of money? Boss Sun is a rich man."

Lao Jia shook his head and said, "First, Boss Sun looks like a rich man, but in fact he doesn't have much money. It's easy for him to support so many mouths? Second, I don't take advantage of him if he has money. It's hard to take advantage of people in society!"

After a brief exchange, the two confirmed their intention to cooperate. Ao Muyang clapped his hands and said, "Okay, then that's it. You can prepare for the relocation of the store."

After a pause, he asked again: "In addition, I want to know, what did you think I was going to ask?"

Lao Jia smiled and said, "It's nothing. People often ask me about the private affairs of Boss Sun and his brothers. Actually, I'm just a cake seller. What can I know? Right? Then, let's settle the account, eight cakes, three bowls of mutton soup, a plate of mutton offals, and a plate of hand-grabbing meat. There are a total of 158 yuan. In the future, I will go to the territory to beg for food, and I will give you a fraction, 155 yuan!"

Ao Muyang twitched his lips and said, "Boss Sun didn't pay the bill? And I've seen this way of wiping away your fractions, and I really know how to live."

Lenovo previously said that when they were young, they came to eat the King's meal, but they were beaten up and locked up in the kitchen for two days. He roughly understood the boss's temperament. When he checked out, he took out two hundred yuan and slapped it on the table and said, "Don't look for it anymore, tell me something interesting about the Sun Beilong brothers."

Lao Jia looked at the two bills and said, "This is not enough, so let's make me a beautiful knife, and I'll give you some information."

Ao Muyang was speechless for a moment: "For more, I'll give you a good knife, okay, boss, you're quite fashionable. What's the big deal?"

Lao Jia put away the money and said, "Boss Sun and Brother Hu, Mr. Fu, three brothers, were disagreeable when they were young. All three of them were very arrogant. At first, Brother Hu was the boss, but later, Boss Sun was able to suppress them for so many years. I think it's amazing."

This news really surprised Lao Ao. Unexpectedly, Geng Jinhu was once the boss of Sun Beilong, but what's the use of this news? It's old news!

He said, "What you said was more than 20 years ago, right? Is there any recent one?"

Lao Jia said: "I'm a big cake seller recently. Boss Sun and the others have not come to my place for several years. Do you think I can know about their recent news?"

Ao Muyang felt that he had been cheated and that this boss was not a good person.

However, the boss didn't say that this mutton oil cake was the best among all kinds of cakes he had ever eaten. When he moved to the village, he might be able to be used as a sign to promote tourists.

It was very late, so he simply lived in Hongyang, and at the same time called Du Lei, the young man from the traffic police team, and invited him out for a midnight snack.

He analyzed the incident of the infection of the wool and there were several doubts in it, but it seemed that it had been ignored by the officials.
Chapter completed!