Chapter 37

Su Haitang's vision is very beautiful, but he hasn't forgotten that another kind of customers he may face, or it's more appropriate to call them evil customers - gangsters who deliberately find fault with eating for nothing!

She frowned slightly, watched others squat in front of the basket, impolitely picked up a melon in one hand, clicked and bit two young people respectively, pursed her mouth and put away her smile.

"It's not sweet, don't you want money?" the young man smiled angrily, and his long hair over his shoulder was greasy and reflective in the sun.

At the entrance of a melon, his eyebrows flew up, he couldn't help biting the second and third, and wolfed his lines. "Your melon is not sweet and delicious. My brother was fooled."

If he can spit out the melon he is chewing when he deliberately belittles the taste of melon, it's better to fall the melon he is holding on to the ground, and his persuasion can be stronger.

In order not to affect the purchase desire of other customers, most of the stall owners will take the initiative to send a few good to send them away, seal the mouth of scoundrels and make peace with each other.

This is a well-known routine.

This little gangster is also used to doing it. He wanders around the markets in turn. He can take a lot of things home for nothing.

But the little gangster's performance in front of him was so special that he only said two words of disgust. Half of the cantaloupe went down. He even licked the juice on his fingers greedily. His eyes were so bright that he stared at the remaining three cantaloupes in the basket!

Su Haitang gently covered the thin grass, isolated the heat of autumn tiger, prevented the evaporation of water on the surface of melon, and blocked the sight of gangsters!

"Hey, don't touch my melon!"

When the gangster was in a hurry, he put a small half of the melon in his right hand into his mouth and puffed up a funny look on his cheeks, but he finally freed up one hand and impolitely stretched out into the basket to catch the melon.

Su Haitang lightly picked up the small basket and told him to catch it, with a smile on his face.

"It's hard for everyone to adjust. One person has one taste. Comrade, if you can't taste my melon, don't embarrass yourself. It's not that someone forced you to lose your house and land if you don't eat all my melons."

She glanced at the gangster's left hand and left most of the melons, smiling kindly.

"My melon was not allowed to be tasted. Comrade, your hand is fast. But it doesn't matter. Give me back the rest of your melon."

"I'll cut off what you eat, rinse the rest with water and cut it into small pieces, which can be tasted by others who want to buy it."

The gangster swished back his hand, and the appearance of protecting food made people laugh,. He thought it was not safe, and hurriedly opened his mouth and took a big bite!

"Your melon is not sweet. I've tasted it! You don't want to deceive others!"

Su Haitang couldn't help laughing.

Is this bastard's brain eaten away by greedy insects? Why can't he talk too much?

If he came to make such a fuss and helped her advertise, would others think that she paid for it?

Su Haitang thought with a smile and was proud of the charm of his own Lingquan water.

"Comrade, I pay attention to honesty in business. If I say it's not sweet and don't want money, I won't go back. But since you don't fit your mouth, don't force yourself. How much suffering? Don't worry, I won't accept your money."

Begonia smiled and sang, swept around the busy crowd, found that the signs were good, and then amused and publicized.

"I understand you, comrade. You are a warm-hearted man and want to help everyone check the black heart vendors. But my melons are sold for every penny, and I'm not afraid to compare them."

"Comrade, give me back the melon. I wash it and cut it into small pieces so that everyone can taste it first and then buy it. I'm not afraid of being cheated."

"Hey, comrade, how can you put all the melons in your mouth when you talk? Who has water? Give me a drink. Don't be sweet!"