Ji Zhouzi bit his lip and smiled brighter, "Uncle, why don't you give me some advice? Look, if I put this stall in place, you can find the place even if you want to come and eat, right?"

The man still didn't speak, just looked at Ji Zhouzi and slowly ate meatballs.

Ji Zhouzi took a deep breath and stopped talking. Seeing the man finishing his meal, he said, "Uncle, come, give me the bowl, I'll add another bowl for you."

The man waved his hand, "No, no, I don't have much money on me today. Eating a tycoon meal is not my style. I counted it carefully when I was eating it just now. According to your meat and vegetables, I ate 6 yuan, I gave it, this is 6 yuan."

Ji Zhouzi also waved his hand. If she collected the money, she would have planned to treat him to food from the beginning, not to force others to pay.

The man stuffed the money into her hands without saying a word, "It is natural to take it and buy things and pay for it."

Ji Zhouzi pursed her lips, which was the exact opposite of what she thought.

The man picked up the Spring Festival couplet and praised, "Good words! The little girl wrote her Yan style so well at such a young age."

He rolled up the Spring Festival couplets and tied them with a rubber band. Before leaving, he smiled and said to Ji Zhouzi, "Miss, do you know how to get the Urban Management Bureau? Go there as soon as possible to complete all the procedures, otherwise, as soon as the jealous person reports, you will get water from the bamboo basket."

Ji Zhouzi felt that his guess was correct. If this uncle was not from the Urban Management Bureau, how could he be so sure that she could pass the procedures by going through the procedures? It is even very likely that this person was still a leader in the Urban Management Bureau.

Thinking of this, Ji Zhouzi climbed the pole with the opportunity, "Uncle, look at my mother and the others are all busy. Now I am the only one who has time, so I will go and get some procedures. But I don't know how the Urban Management Bureau will go..."

The man looked at Ji Zhouzi with a steady look and said with a smile, "Little slippery head! You might as well call your mother to go through the procedures. Well, it can be considered as a fate with you. Your word is in line with my eyes, your food is in line with my appetite, I like you, I like you, let's do it, now you call your mother, go to the Urban Management Bureau with me, and I will help you with the procedures."

Ji Zhouzi was overjoyed. She knew that she had guessed correctly. This person was really from the Urban Management Bureau and did not dare to delay the uncle's time. She quickly said, "Uncle, wait, I'll call my mother now."

Ji Zhouzi ran to the cart and pulled Zhang Aihong aside. After a few words, Zhang Aihong was anxious. She was reluctant to let the cart be taken away by the urban management. She explained to Ji Xi and asked him to look at the stall. Zhang Aihong took the money from the wooden barrel that was loading money. Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Zhouzi filled six bottles of sauce in a bag.

"Uncle, let's go, my mom is following you on a bicycle."

The three of them came to the Urban Management Bureau and found that the Urban Management Bureau had closed the door. Zhang Aihong stomped her feet, "Oh, it was a coincidence that she had a rest at noon."

The man parked the motorcycle, took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, and said to the mother and daughter, "Come in, hurry up and finish the procedures, I have to rush home for dinner."

Seeing this, Ji Zhouzi carried the bag in his hand again.

The man asked, "How many days will your stall be set up?"

Ji Zhouzi answered first, "Twenty days."

Zhang Aihong glanced at her daughter in confusion, but did not refute.
Chapter completed!