As soon as Zhou Chunhe arrived at the market, there was a circle of people in front of the stall. Fu Xiaoan was surrounded and only had one head exposed.

The scene didn't look like I was here to buy vegetables, but it was like I was here to find trouble.

Zhou Chunhe walked up to the crowd without saying a word and listened to the movements there.

Sure enough, some people said that their vegetables and pesticides exceeded the standard and they were eating them badly.

Through the gap, you can vaguely see someone lying on the cart.

Zhou Chunhe pushed away the crowd and said, "I am the boss, come to me if you have anything to do."

"The boss is here, the boss is here." Someone cheered.

The man on the cart had his eyes half closed, looking in pain.

Fu Xiaoan stood there motionless, repeating a sentence in his mouth, "There is absolutely no problem with our dishes, and we never use pesticides indiscriminately."

"So I decided to send the hospital to take random tests first, and call the police at the same time. The police will judge the case as much as they come."

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Chunhe glanced at him, with a smile on his face.

Zhou Chunhe frowned, opened the door, and taught, "It is only when a person is resurrected and dies. Look at your uneducated appearance and let you read more newspapers without any trouble."

The old man was buckled by scars. Looking at the uniforms they were wearing, he thought the police had really come, and he said everything, "I was hired by Du Yong for two yuan. It's really none of my business. Comrade police officer spares my life. I will never dare to do it again. I just want to have a full meal and have a decent New Year..."

"I bought yesterday, and I only had those leafy vegetables. After eating them, I vomited and had diarrhea."

"How is this possible? He is poisoned, I have to go and see." Du Yong said as he wanted to snatch the door and escape. Zhou Chunhe quickly locked the door and shouted to the inside, "Manager Du, please stay in it for a while, the police will come later." After that, Zhou Chunhe reminded Miao Kang to see the person to death.

"Speak human words!" Zhou Chunhe slapped the table.

"Leave it to me." Scar said with a lip shape and brought the door.

"Would you like to call the police?" Du Yong obviously didn't expect it.

Du Yong was angrily hitting the door inside. This time, he really saw Zhou Chunhe clearly. He was deceived by his rough appearance. He thought that this man was at most a brave and unscrupulous man. He never thought that he had such a strategy, shooting himself in the foot, and smashing him to death.

Zhou Chunhe pulled open the chair, sat on it, stretched his legs leisurely, then found a comfortable position, looked at Du Yong, "Tell me, what do you want to do when you did this?"

Du Yong was startled, "What are you doing with this attitude? It's a problem with your dish."

"Please!" Zhou Chunhe stood up and reminded, "Xiao An, you are optimistic about this uncle."

Seeing him like this, Zhou Chunhe wanted to laugh helplessly, "This fool."

"I don't need to call the police. I don't need to call the police because we have worked together before." Du Yong said.

"I don't go to the hospital, I don't go to the hospital, you have to give me an explanation." The old man moaned, one high and one low, quite rhythmic.

Zhou Chunhe said the word "optimistic" a bit severe. Fu Xiaoan understood it, but he didn't understand why Zhou Chunhe did this. Shouldn't the most urgent task be to send someone to the hospital? If someone dies, they will really have to lose their skin even if they are fine.

"It seems that I don't agree. Otherwise, let's go and see how my uncle is doing first. Life is important-"

When did this world become like this? Fu Xiaoan can’t understand it.

"Old man, I'll take you to the hospital first. If you are really poisoned, it would be too dangerous to lie here." Zhou Chunhe squatted down and said, retreating again. The old man didn't know how long it took to take a shower. He smelled very much, but his clothes were quite new.

"Yes, Brother Chunhe, it's uncle who ran away!"

The old man cried and said, Zhou Chunhe only asked him to clarify one thing, that is, whether he had eaten his food and had bad food.

Du Yong seemed to have been guessed, and curled his lips, "Borrow a step to speak."

"Then I want to thank Manager Du." Zhou Chunhe sat upright, showing a sincere look.

But Zhou Chunhe left without looking back, as if he ignored his uncle's life and death. The relative who claimed to be his uncle didn't even look at him.

The crowd began to talk.

"If you mention it, your benefits will be indispensable at that time." Du Yong promised.

"I don't need to thank you. I still want to cooperate with you. You see, your greenhouse can deliver vegetables normally now. Why don't we renew the contract?" Du Yong tentatively said.

"That's the price on the contract?"

"Then aren't there any foods from bad people? Just be careful in the future. I don't have high requirements." Du Yong tried his best to show his generosity.

"Can you represent my uncle?" Zhou Chunhe showed interest.

"Haha, hehe, Boss Zhou's words are wrong-"

The word "tight" fell, and there was a commotion outside the door. Miao Kang ran over and shouted, "It's a zombie!"

Zhou Chunhe shrugged, "I have nothing to be afraid of. I'm quite puzzled about this. Why did the vegetables we planted well become poisonous? If this matter can be tested for me today, I will still thank you."

Haha, it's a bit interesting.

"Boss Zhou, do you want to pay for your debt in this tone?" A strange and familiar voice sounded.

Du Yong walked forward, "Of course not. I came here deliberately. This uncle is my relative. What are you going to do about this?"

Borrowing the duty room of the Scar trio, Zhou Chunhe took advantage of Scar's departure and handed a sentence in his ear.

"This is simple, but I'm eating bad guys, why do you dare to order my dishes?"

"Manager Du is so coincidental passing here?" Zhou Chunhe asked with a smile.

Zhou Chunhe felt a little sad, and he looked in the sound. Sure enough, it was Du Yong!’s purchase of Peony Hotel.

"Running?" Zhou Chunhe pretended to be surprised and looked at Du Yong in particular, "Can your relatives still run?"

"Then you vomited and had diarrhea yesterday until now, and you can still speak with energy?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

Du Yong saw Zhou Chunhe's attitude change, and his expression became a little more arrogant, "Of course, otherwise what I'm going to do."

When Zhou Chunhe heard this momentum, it seemed that the poison would not kill anyone for a while. "Then tell me, when did you buy vegetables from me, what did you buy, why did you eat them badly?"

Zhou Chunhe knocked on the table with his finger, "It's you who asked me to talk to me, but it's boring to hide it now. I, Zhou Chunhe, are not a powerful person, but have a cheap life. The most feared thing in this life is threats. It can be said that the person who threatens me has not been born yet." Zhou Chunhe glanced at Du Yong with his eyes slanted.

Du Yong smiled and sat down on the sofa covered with oil stains. "What do you say interestingly? Why do you think what I want? Isn't your food bad for eating? This is not a matter of ease, and you might have to go to jail."

"No, no, I haven't bought vegetables here at all. What kind of vegetables can I buy as a beggar? I didn't vomit or have diarrhea. These are all what that person taught me."

The crowd was in an uproar and scolded Du Yong for being distorted.

"Call the police." Zhou Chunhe said lightly. This time, the real police are really coming.

The beggar collapsed, Zhou Chunhe's eyes were complicated, a little angry, a little indifferent, and a little helpless.

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Chapter completed!