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Chapter 15

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    When the sun just emerged, Ling Feng had already driven a tricycle and pulled thirty pheasants into the city.

    For him, making money is the top priority these days. After selling today's batch and catching more than forty pheasants tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, he can collect the money Li Youmei needs.

    Having just arrived in the county town, Ling Feng's phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he answered the call and asked, "Who is it?"

    ¡°Brother, it¡¯s me, Lao Fu!¡±

    When he heard it was this fat man, Ling Feng became furious and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"

    "Has today's pheasant been delivered? I'm waiting for you at the vegetable market!" Old Fu asked.

    Ling Feng smiled slightly: "Sorry, I didn't go up the mountain to catch it today, so no!"

    "Ah? We agreed yesterday, aren't you trying to trick me?"

    Ling Feng chuckled: "As promised? Why don't I remember? Oops, I have a bad memory. Fortunately, I didn't sign a contract with you, otherwise I would have been in trouble. I'll contact you next time I catch a pheasant.  that's all!"

    After hanging up the phone, Ling Feng laughed and said, "I told you to trick me, now you will fall into the trap yourself!"

    After arriving at the county seat, the tricycle did not go to the market, but went directly to the backyard of the Junlin Hotel.

    Someone was already at work in the kitchen, and someone immediately came out and asked, "What are you doing?"

    "Delivery, we agreed with Mr. Mo yesterday!" Ling Feng said loudly with confidence.

    When the man in chef uniform heard this, he quickly came over and said, "Are you Ling Feng?"

    "What, do you know me?" Ling Feng asked.

    The chef shook his head: "Of course not, but Mr. Mo has ordered that you must be well received when you arrive. Is this the pheasant in the car today?"

    Ling Feng was a little surprised when he heard this. Why did Mo Jiaolan suddenly take him so seriously?

    How did he know that at the banquet last night, all the guests at the thirty tables were full of praise for the pheasant and mushroom stew!

    Some people even approached Mo Jiaolan and asked her if she had hired a new chef and why the pheasant tasted so delicious.

    Mo Jiaolan is very proud and tells everyone that those are a new batch of fresh pheasants purchased by the store. If you want to eat them, the store will continue to supply them tomorrow!

    As a result, many people started to make reservations immediately, planning to bring their families and friends over to try it out.

    Because of last night¡¯s preparation, this morning¡¯s scene happened.

    The people in the kitchen started to put the pheasants into the cages. Ling Feng watched from the side and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Mo didn't come today?"

    "I was supposed to come, but I don't know why I haven't arrived yet. Don't worry, the money won't be bad for you!" said the chef who received him.

    Ling Feng smiled and said nothing. Money was a trivial matter. He mainly wanted to see Mo Jiaolan. Of course, he couldn't get enough of the beauty.

    While I was busy working, there was an angry shout from the door of the yard: "Okay, you kid lied to me. You obviously caught the pheasant, but you sent it here!"

    Ling Feng turned around and saw Lao Fu walking over angrily, his face turned red!

    I didn¡¯t expect that this fat man was quite a thief, and I don¡¯t know if he heard something from the phone call just now, so he actually came here.

    Seeing the angry look on his face, Ling Feng asked with a smile: "What's wrong with sending him here? I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

    "What's the deal with me? If you promised me, you should deliver the goods to me first. Why are you so dishonest?" Old Fu said angrily.

    "Are you talking about credibility? You took one hundred and fifty pheasants from me and sent one here with only two hundred left. Do you think I'm a fool and still want to supply you?" Ling Feng asked with a sneer.

    The old man was stunned after hearing this: "You, how do you know!"

    "Nonsense, if I didn't know, I would still be tricked by you today, just wait to compensate Mr. Mo for his losses!" Ling Feng sneered.

    "You dare to play with me? Do you think my surname is Fu?" Old Fu blushed like a monkey's butt. He didn't know whether he was excited or because he was exposed to the deception.

    Ling Feng was too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that all the pheasants were taken away, he asked the chef: "Should we settle the bill upstairs?"

    "Yes, please come with me."

    The chef ignored their argument and turned around and went in.

    Ling Feng stepped forward to follow, but Lao Fu reached out and pulled his arm: "You can't leave!"

    "Why?"

    "You promised to supply me with goods, but you broke the contract and you have to compensate me for my losses!"

    Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I'll tell youSigned the contract?  What evidence is there that I breached the contract?  "

    Old Fu shook his head: "No, but if you still want to hang out in the county, you'd better not make me anxious!"

    "I'm going to beat you up!"

    Ling Feng¡¯s eyes widened and as soon as he raised his fist, Old Fu shrank in fright and quickly let go of his hand.

    Seeing his cowardly look, Ling Feng looked at him with disdain, turned around and entered the door.

    Went upstairs to the finance room. The chef was explaining the situation to the accountant: "Thirty pheasants are all fresh. Mr. Mo has told us before."

    ¡°You know, where is the delivery person?¡± asked a young girl wearing glasses.

    "Here it is, here it comes!" Ling Feng hurriedly entered the door.

    The two looked at each other and were stunned at the same time!

    "It's you!"

    Ling Feng and the girl said in unison.

    The girl¡¯s name is Lan Fei, and she and Ling Feng are high school classmates. When they were in school, they had a vague relationship.

    But then Lingfeng¡¯s father passed away, so he dropped out of school and returned home. Since then, the two of them have never seen each other again.

    "Long time no see!" Ling Feng said in surprise.

    Lan Fei was also a little surprised, nodded and said, "Yeah, it's been five or six years, right? I didn't expect to meet you here."

    "I see, let's talk first. I have a lot of things to do in the kitchen." The chef said, turned around and left.

    Ling Feng looked at Lan Fei and remembered the time when the two secretly exchanged notes and expressed their feelings to each other. His heart palpitated and he asked with a smile: "How are you doing?"

    "It's okay, how about you?" Lan Fei asked.

    Her expression was calm, and she was not as surprised as Ling Feng. After the surprise just now, she now acted like an ordinary friend.

    Ling Feng could tell at a glance that she must have met a lot of people outside after not seeing him for several years, and they had long forgotten about herself.

    So he smiled and said, "It's not bad."

    Lan Fei groaned and looked down at the account in her hand: "You sent thirty pheasants today. According to the purchase price of four hundred per bird, I should pay you twelve thousand yuan."

    Ling Feng was stunned: "Four hundred?"

    "Yes, didn't the people in the kitchen tell you?" Lan Fei raised her head and looked at him.

    "No, maybe I forgot." Ling Feng smiled.

    Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain. Mo Jiaolan promised 350 yuan yesterday, and she got an extra 50 yuan today. That¡¯s great!

    Lan Fei took out a bundle of bundled banknotes, then counted out another two thousand, handed it to Ling Feng and said, "Just sign the receipt."

    "good!"

    Ling Feng signed, put the money in his pocket, and looked at Lan Fei: "If you have time, how about having a meal together?"

    "Okay, let's call our old classmates and let's all have fun together." Lan Fei nodded.

    "good."

    Ling Feng smiled, feeling bitter in his heart. Lan Fei's attitude was already obvious. He wanted to rekindle his old relationship, but she was no longer interested.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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