Chapter 347

The diners behind him also had a leisurely and familiar boss, who said to the poor: "ouch, these two urban managers have a good attitude?"

"It's rare to see such a kind Chengguan these days. Your chairs have been occupied like this, and they haven't confiscated them."

"That's interesting!"

The proprietress, who was cleaning up a table full of messy tables just after the event with a rag, returned happily: "no, the lives of people in our street are good."

"As usual, the older urban management came to inspect. It's always a warning."

"If the city clean-up is strictly controlled, we will be notified in advance."

"It's not easy to do anything these days. It's an old neighborhood I've known for a long time."

"We don't make trouble for him, and he is willing to give us some tolerance. He is happy and very good."

After hearing this, the diners agreed. After nodding, they seemed to remember something. They turned and asked, "Hey, I heard that the new restaurant in the innermost street is not simple?"

Seeing that the customer asked about the gossip of the new restaurant, the landlady subconsciously looked around, and then approached the table for two steps before she continued to gossip.

"What's not simple? It's just the whole family fighting together."

"I'd like to set up all the stalls that can be sold and offend the people in this street to death."

"You say you have a Sichuan restaurant and sell crayfish that everyone has?"

"Leng doesn't know where to get a lot of snacks. After frying the popularity, he robbed a lot of business from Lao Yang, who sells spicy hot next to me, and the man who sells barbecue."

"You ask why they sell the same fire?"

"It's cheap! Can you reason with a small vendor who runs a barbecue shop and roasts with an iron stove?"

"Wait and see. There will be excitement sooner or later."

Having said this, the boss's wife, who had nothing to do with herself, twisted her ass and sent the dustpan full of garbage to the environmental health administration on the street. She greeted another group of diners coming towards the street in the large dustbin specially prepared for this stall street.

At this time, Fu Sheng and Gu Zheng had already strolled to the second half of the stall. Before they looked carefully, they found the change of the street.

Originally, the shops on this street, which should have been at the corner of the street, should be the most popular places for business, and they are also the key targets of urban management.

But who would have thought that it has only been a few days. Now the situation has completely lost one direction.

The more the street went inside, the more lively it became.

Fu Sheng frowned at the noisy scene.

Intuition told him that the old urban management must have scenes he didn't want to encounter.

Sure enough, with the two men in uniform coming.

Those old shopkeepers who recognized Fu Sheng's identity showed an expression of schadenfreude on their faces.

But the more so, Fu Sheng was unwilling to go forward in his heart.

But there are so many onlookers here, and the generous shopkeeper holds a look of you coming and stares at them closely.

Now turn around and return. It must be too late. I can only break into it.

Who wants Fu Sheng? He is thinking about how to enter safely. Gu Zheng behind him immediately surpassed him with a horizontal knife and walked in with big strides.

"Hey! You wait for me. Why are you in such a hurry!"

Before the noise fell, his little team had already run away.

Fu Sheng had to keep up. He always felt that the smiles on their faces were sincere when they passed the shopkeepers nearby.

What's the matter? A look of rushing to save the earth.

Wait until Fu Sheng turns his head and looks forward. Drink! It's amazing. Gu Zheng clashed with the innermost shopkeeper.

There's no way without confrontation.

Looking at the small intersection between the second street and the third street, all of them are occupied by mobile stalls. It doesn't make sense if you don't take charge of it.

When Fu Sheng went to see what was going on.

Gu Zheng here has issued an evacuation order towards the most occupied and dangerous vendors.

"Whose car is fried cold noodles? Why do you use more iron sheets next to it?"

"Two gas tanks? One is also responsible for fried meat kebabs?"

"Why don't you just line up four and get a Teppanyaki? Who gave you the courage to transform it without permission?"

"Do you know how dangerous this kind of gas tank produced by unlicensed manufacturers is?"

"Ouch, I'll go, or can I fill it again and again?"

"Do you dislike the diners here? Do you live too long?"

After hearing Gu Zheng's sarcasm, the two student like little girls who had stood on the cold noodles stand couldn't even take out the money in their pockets. They immediately stood far away and stood in a slightly spacious place several meters away.

After hesitating for a while, he turned into a restaurant with shops and cold noodles in North Korea.

The cold faced boss of North Korea claimed to be a Korean compatriot from Yanji. Facing the powerful Gu Zheng, he compared his heart shape and shouted with his heroic northeast accent: "kill you! (I love you)"

Then he went to greet his new guests.

The guy who baked cold noodles was stunned on the spot by Gu Zheng's all mouth gun. This is not over. Gu Zheng, who always felt that his chest was full of violent flames, pointed the fire at the other side of the street.

"And you, the one who sells spicy hot. Yes, that means you, don't point to your nose."

"Who asked you to set up a stall on the crosswalk? Have you paid the night market management fee?"

"Have you paid the community health value-added fee? If you have paid it all, well, you put your stove on the winning ticket and surround it with chairs to attract customers. You think you're rotating self-help hot pot!"

"Look what you've blocked the road!"

"Also, so many people eat in the same pot, and the chopsticks are all in it. It's to brush the pot water! Is this a collective saliva eating contest?"

"Is the bottom of your pot new? Does this spicy hot just eat an old soup? Isn't there hundreds of people's saliva in it?"

Eh... That's disgusting.

As Gu Zheng said, the guests in a circle began to check out.

"Boss, I'm ready to eat and check out."

"Well, I'm suddenly not hungry today. That's all. How much do you count?"

With a small wooden stick, he went to the spicy hot guy and checked out.

The young man selling spicy hot looked at less than two signatures in a man's hand, and his face began to smoke directly.

Gu Zheng, who turned around and saw the scene, did not forget to provide charcoal in the snow and added: "look at the boss, his mouth is still pumping. Did I salivate when I said it was wearing strings?"

"Tut tut Tut, didn't the saliva drip?"

Hearing Gu Zheng's remark, the only two guests left on the edge of the spicy hot tin pan couldn't sit still.

"Hehe, I'm so full. Let's settle the bill, boss."

Then, after handing out the pitiful two yuan, several people plunged into the spicy hot shop cooked in small pot of soup and made by the Yang family without looking back.

The spicy hot that people sell is optional. It's weighed by kilogram. Although it's more expensive, it's safe, isn't it?

The rich boss Yang, who was standing outside to watch the excitement, laughed happily: "poop!"

He took out a triangular folding stool directly from his own store, opened it, and sat quietly at the door of the store. He didn't go away and watched the excitement.

Lao Yang's reaction completely stabbed the sensitive nerve of the spicy hot guy. He was just about to start yelling at Gu Zheng. Who would have thought that the young urban management turned around directly and walked towards the mutton kebab stall outside the shop next to the street crayfish.

This violation is the most serious. The wires are pulled from the inside of the crayfish in Jianjie street.

At first glance, the self-made tin car and the charcoal barbecue burning inside with thick smoke have occupied all the illegal regulations of the night market in the city.

"Hello!" Gu Zheng said impolitely, "do you know that all open-air barbecues have been banned in the capital city since 2010?"

"Can charcoal barbecue be put on the shelf only after the corresponding devices for purifying and dispersing smoke are installed in the store with the special approval of the fire department and the Environmental Management Bureau?"

"How dare you ignore the city management regulations and still barbecue with this inferior and smoky charcoal."

"Do you think this is a special smokeless high-grade charcoal fire, or an ancient silver fragrant wood? The roasted meat has the unique fragrance of wood?"

"It's good if you don't wrap it with a layer of black ash. Also, how long have you roasted this string, do you know?"

"Cough, cough, eat this kebab, smoke this oil fume, and those who don't smoke can make you sick."

"The haze in the capital is a strong contribution from people like you."

"What are you staring at? Put out the fire quickly! And! Fine! None of you three, together with this crayfish, want to run!"

"One person five hundred! Illegal occupation of roads, dangerous operation! Fire hazards, explosion nodes, all occupied!"

"It's light to punish you 500! In addition, these illegal vendors' vehicles should also be confiscated."

"Don't worry, we won't embezzle your rags. We don't engage in sidelines."

"After being pulled back to the brigade, they will be destroyed and disposed of in a centralized manner. The destroyed waste products will be disposed of in the recycling bin. The money for selling waste products will be returned to you."

"Don't worry, follow the procedure and you won't suffer!"

Those who go to TM won't suffer. The guy we depend on for a living has become a pile of scrap iron after you do it. Recycling? A kilogram of scrap iron after recycling is only a few cents!