The woman with the abacus didn't even raise her head, and the corners of her lips curved into a contemptuous arc.

"Eight villages within ten miles, if we really go up to the top, every household will be related to each other."

"So what if he's from the same village? Is there any reason for him to eat Overlord's meal? If he really is the general's cousin, how could he not even be able to get out sixty cents?"

The cook nodded, "I think so too, wife, we beat that boy and confiscated the fifty-two pennies he had on him. What should we do with him next?"

The woman in red said without thinking, "Not counting the extra food he added later, based on the previous sixty cents, he still owes us eight cents."

"Imprison him for a day first to weaken his spirit, and then let him do odd jobs in the backyard after he is subdued. After three days of work, he will pay off the debt and release him!"

"Daughter-in-law, what if he doesn't want to work even if I beat him to death? What should I do?"

The proprietress in red clothes raised her head impatiently while holding down the abacus, "Why do you worry so much? If he is not willing to work, then he will be locked up. I want to see if he is a tough talker or a tough guy!"

The cook nodded calmly, not at all as ferocious as he had been in front of Dabai before.

He even smiled compensatingly at the woman in red: "That's what my wife said."

The woman in red was indifferent to his attempts to please him and kept her head buried in her accounts.

The cook stood beside him, holding his chubby and greasy cheeks and looking at her.

With an oval face, a pointed chin, and thin eyebrows, my wife is so pretty...

After thinking about it for a while, the woman in red raised her head and found that the cook was still standing in front of her, staring straight at her with his two big eyes, and her eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

"If you don't do something, why are you just looking around?"

"I'm not looking blindly. I'm looking at my wife. My wife is pretty."

"Go, go, go, what are you thinking about in broad daylight? You are so free, have you finished your work?"

"I've finished my reply to my wife."

"Is everything done? Our shop is open for both morning and evening meals, so you have to go and distribute the noodles you need at night!"

"It's ready. There are two big tanks!"

"Has the filling been mixed yet?"

"It's also mixed, and the meat and vegetables are all intact."

The woman in red thought carefully and said, "Then you can go and watch from the side. There has been a lot of noise lately."

The cook nodded happily, "I will do whatever my wife tells me to do. Then I will go to the backyard and watch."

He stumbled to the backyard.

The couple's conversation was heard word by word by the waiters working in the lobby. Both of them had been working in the store for several years. At that time, the proprietress was not the one holding the abacus in front of the counter.

The landlady at that time was very kind to the boss. She rushed over to knead the dough, wake up the noodles and mix ingredients, and even gave birth to a child for the boss.

But men are weird and don't cherish his kindness. Less than half a year after his ex-wife died in childbirth, he married the current man.

Today, this person does nothing. He never enters the kitchen. He just clings to the account books and money and yells at the shopkeeper.

But the shopkeeper was happy and stayed busy in the backyard kitchen.

The guys were a little worried, and they all despised the shopkeeper in their hearts.

All the mistreatment from the ex-wife was paid to the wife behind. Oh, I really feel sorry for the wife in front of me.

By the way, the one in front of me was also kind to the guys like them and never shouted around. How can I be like this one now, who is like a queen...

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In this way, Dabai stayed at Zhangji Baozi Shop for two days and two nights.
Chapter completed!