After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

Several policemen walked straight to Song Weitang and Ji Qinghe.

"You two come with us, someone reports that you are driving up prices here."

One of the young policemen spoke.

Ji Qinghe: ...

All kinds of national quintessence almost exploded directly from his mouth.

"It's just the two of you. The boxed lunch is sold for 100 yuan, and the fried rice is sold for [-] yuan. My God, I have never seen [-] yuan a piece of fried rice in my life."

The middle-aged man shouted.

He is a villager in his village, and usually there are few people in the village. One rare time, when there was a theater troupe performing here, he moved out the boiler at home, and the 38 servings of small noodles sold well.

After a while, he earned hundreds of dollars, and he smiled happily.

The result was not happy for a while.

There was no one to eat.

He chased after them and found that all those people had come to buy the fried rice and boxed lunches for these two people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Song Weitang and Ji Qinghe fiercely.

"Are we driving up prices?"

Ji Qinghe's voice was raised several degrees.

They lost tens of thousands of dollars today, and even drove up prices!Raise Nima!

Losing money is not good in itself, and you will be framed, Ji Qinghe has a terribly gloomy face.

"You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, the police uncle is here."

The villagers were startled by Ji Qinghe, and hurriedly took two steps back.

"This young lady didn't drive up the prices. Their box lunches are [-] yuan. I think it's worth the money!"

At this time, Tan Chuyue, who had finished cooking, came out to explain to Song Weitang and Ji Qinghe.

"Yeah, I think this lunch box is cheaper at fifty."

"That's right, how can you eat a box lunch of this quality at fifty."

"Hey, that's not the one who sells small noodles over there, police officer. This person is driving up the price. His small noodles are 38 a piece. They are terrible, and they won't even give me two pieces of vegetables."

At this time, many people who had finished eating their lunch boxes gathered around and spoke one after another.

The two police officers stood where they were, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My small noodles are handmade noodles made by myself, so what if they are a little more expensive! Unlike them, a piece of fried rice is one hundred, this is a black heart."

"Ah!"

At this moment, Jiang Ming's voice came from the side.

"What do you know! If they sell this fried rice for a hundred dollars, they will sell it at a loss."

The beauty is in trouble, how can he be missing at this time, Jiang Ming directly draws his sword to help, maybe the beauty will promise him with his body as soon as he is moved!

"Joke, what kind of fried rice can sell for a hundred, you lie and don't make a draft, why, their rice is made of gold."

Zhou Damin immediately yelled, do these people from the city have a brain disease and have been in the water? A hundred fried rice is not too expensive. If he had known, he would have sold noodles for 88.

Zhou Damin couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"Officer, they must be in the same group. These two are in charge of selling, and this one is in charge of advocating."

As soon as Zhou Damin turned his head, he saw a pile of lunch boxes where Jiang Ming was standing just now, and now he yelled loudly.

"Otherwise, do you think normal people would buy so much?"

Facing Zhou Damin's words, the two police officers couldn't help looking at Jiang Ming.

This operation of completely wicked people suing first made Jiang Ming laugh.

"Officer, here is my ID card and my work permit. I am an actor in a repertory theater troupe. Also, I can assure you that the box lunches sold by these two people are definitely not profitable. In this way, I pay for it out of my own pocket. Buy two boxes, two police officers to taste."

Before Jiang Ming finished speaking, Song Weitang had already handed over two boxes.

The cyan green onion and the yellowish rice grains look pretty good visually. The two police officers took a sip with the mentality of collecting evidence. Because of the performance of the crew, they have been maintaining order around here since morning until today, and they haven’t eaten yet. .

After this mouthful, the two of them couldn't stop.