The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

Song Yunran bought all five skirts and a lot of jewelry. The two of them walked towards Yunshanju with bags full of things.

It was the busiest time for Yunshanju at that time. After Song Yunran returned to the backyard and put down his things, Nanxing wanted to go out to help, but was stopped by Song Yunran.

"Don't go! Let's take a look first. We will go home tomorrow. If we are too busy today, we will not be busy tomorrow either."

Although Nan Xing really wanted to help, he felt that what his girl said was right, so he nodded and stood aside.

The two of them just stood in the backyard and watched the people in front quietly. Although everyone was very busy, no mistakes were made.

After looking for a long time, Song Yunran finally smiled with satisfaction and planned to go out to help.

After all, a test is a test, but you can't be so cruel as to keep them busy while you hide aside.

"Hey! Is there hair on this dish?"

A bald uncle with a scar on his head pointed at the hair under the crispy pork belly and shouted exaggeratedly.

There was also a little boy who came with Uncle Scar, but he didn't seem surprised at all. Instead, he sat aside and continued to eat calmly.

When Du Run heard the customer say there was hair in the dish, he quickly put down the kettle in his hand and trotted over.

"Hey big brother, I saw this pork belly when it was first served. How come there is hair on it?"

"How can there be no hair? It's so long, it's obviously a woman's hair. Am I trying to blackmail you on purpose?

The uncle with the scar ferociously poured the pork belly onto the table and put the piece of meat with hair stuck on it directly in front of Du Run.

Du Run took a step back, but was not angry. After taking the hair from the other's hand, he smiled gently at the uncle with the scar.

"Brother, the hair on your hand is so thick and black, it's obviously not a woman's hair. Besides, we are all wearing headscarves, so it's impossible for hair to fall into the food."

The uncle looked at the hair in his hand and felt that what Du Run said made sense. After a pause of a few seconds, he continued, "If it wasn't you waiters, then it must have fallen in. It must have been the chef."

Seeing that he looked so honest, Du Run thought that he was not trying to make trouble on purpose and it was probably a misunderstanding, so he patiently explained.

"Brother! Look at the color of the hair, it's yellowish and very dull. Everyone in our store eats well and sleeps well. Although everyone's hair is not black and shiny, it is not dull and yellow like this.

And are you sure it was my chef who dropped the hair? What if I call out the chef in my restaurant and prove that the hair is not theirs? "

After listening to Du Run, the uncle with scar deliberately looked at the top of the people's heads in the store, as if it was exactly as she said.

He didn't know how to answer for a moment. He turned around to look at the little boy and scratched his head: "If you can prove that it's not from your chef, then I'll be out of luck."

Du Run turned around and looked at Er Zhu who looked nervous: "Go and call Uncle Fa and Uncle Cai out."

"Oh, alright"

Soon Erzhu pulled two people out, one of whom was holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

Du Runchong said to the two men, "Uncle Fa, Uncle Cai, please take off your headscarves."

"Bald! Where did the two chefs get their hair? I think he wants to cause trouble."

"Yeah! I guess he wants to eat a free meal."

“It’s possible, I think so too.”

The guests at other tables were talking among themselves, and these uncles with scars felt even more embarrassed as they looked at the little boy who was still eating.

But the little boy still ignored him, so he began to ask anxiously: "What should I do?"

"How stupid!" The little boy put down his bowl and chopsticks and cursed in a low voice.

Then he turned to look at Du Run and said seriously, "The hair is not the chef's, nor is it yours, but I ate hair when I ate here. It is a fact. You are such a big restaurant, you are not going to let me, a customer, consider myself unlucky!"

Du Run looked unconvinced and rolled up his sleeves, ready to go up and argue with him.

Song Yunran hurried over from the backyard, pulled the person back and handed him to Nanxing.

Then he smiled at the little boy and said, "Young Master, you are right. Although we didn't fall down, it is our responsibility since it happened in my shop.

So you don’t have to pay for what you eat today. Are you satisfied with this arrangement?”

The little boy glanced at Song Yunran, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then he quickly recovered: "Are you the shopkeeper?"

Song Yunran nodded: "That's right"

This is the person my cousin likes. She looks good and has a nice temper. She’s just so-so!

The little boy rolled his eyes a few times, not knowing what he was thinking about, and then waved his hand: "Forget it, I won't eat anymore, let's go!"

The scarred uncle behind him responded obediently: "Hey, great!"

Then the two of them left Yunshanju one after the other.

Seeing that the guests were all watching the show, Song Yunran smiled and said loudly: "Everyone, I am really sorry to have delayed your meal time. Today, each table will be given a serving of cold-mixed black fungus as an apology to you."

When the guests heard that there would be cold-mixed black fungus, they all thanked her happily.

After Song Yunran finished his polite remarks, Du Run quickly pulled him into the backyard and said, "You have a lot of money, right? You got a free meal and some free side dishes. And the hair is obviously not ours. If we admit it, many people will come to blackmail us in the future."

Song Yunran felt helpless. Why was this kid so stubborn? He wouldn't change his mind at all. What was the point of arguing with customers? If he won, he would offend the customers. If he lost, it would prove that his store was indeed unhygienic, and he would still lose customers in the end.

Although I know she is doing this for the good of the shop, I still have to consider the situation. If someone is deliberately causing trouble, I cannot give in and I can even beat them up, but if someone is unintentional, I cannot hold them accountable.

Song Yunran pulled the angry Du Run over and said patiently, "I know it's not ours, but we have no evidence to prove that they put it in there themselves.

So what can we do? There are so many customers outside, can we really let them pay for it themselves?

We are doing business and we earn their money. If we offend them all, we will have a bad reputation and no customers will come.

All right! These are all small matters. Everyone in this city knows that we have the support of the Ming Palace behind us. No one will deliberately cause trouble. Hurry up and get busy! I will give you a gift later."

Du Run was a little unhappy at first, but when he heard that Song Yunran had a gift for her, he immediately responded in a flattering manner: "Then I'll ask you for it after I'm done with my work!"

Seeing Du Run's jumpy look, Song Yunran suddenly felt a little worried. She felt that she was a little untrustworthy and wondered if she could keep her shop during the few days when she was home.

Seeing more and more customers coming outside, Song Yunran didn't have time to think too much and quickly got down to work.