The hotel owner was already anxious and uneasy. He was in a difficult situation and put himself on the fire. This tricky operation made Cheng Fan laugh a little.

Everyone also looked at Cheng Fan, looking forward to his next response.

Cheng Fan stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers twice, and said with a smile: "The time is just right."

"What are you talking about? When is the right time?"

Everyone was a little stunned, not knowing what Cheng Fan meant.

Cheng Fan glanced at him with a deep look and said lightly:

"I didn't respond to your question, I was waiting for someone because I don't like to explain it a second time. What are you waiting for?"

"You, you..."

The hotel owner suddenly felt a sudden slap in his heart, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

At this moment, a messy sound of footsteps sounded at the door.

"Perform official duties, please give in!"

Two groups of people were wearing uniforms of different styles and squeezed in from the dense crowds outside the door. The leaders were Xiaoxia and Dawei.

Seeing the uniforms of the visitor, the hotel owner was shocked.

Is a market supervisor!

broken!

At this time, the kitchen came alone to the hotel owner.

The boss suddenly felt refreshed, stood up, and asked in a hurry, "How is it? Is it done?"

"Don't worry, boss, everything goes well!"

The person who came made a gesture of OK.

"very good."

The hotel owner immediately breathed a sigh of relief and his waist straightened a little.

Fortunately, I just became scheming and moved all the technical work away. Now what else do you have?

The man with gold-rimmed glasses subconsciously glanced at the man and pushed the glasses thoughtfully.

At the entrance of the hotel, Dawei finally squeezed in and smiled bitterly: "Statistician, why have so many people gathered?"

"It's okay, it's normal for people to watch the fun, do the job first."

Cheng Fan said with a smile.

Dawei nodded, stood straight, and said loudly under the gaze of everyone inside and outside the hotel:

"After receiving the report, our store suspected of using excessive additives and putting foreign objects such as sand, gravel, soil and other foreign matters into the pot. Please ask colleagues from the Market Supervision Administration to come and verify."

Hearing Dawei's words, everyone at the scene looked at the hotel owner in surprise.

Just now, Taoist Master only mentioned that there are too many additives, so why are there sand, gravel and soil?

The guest who had just finished eating here suddenly felt a chill.

"It's unfair! The small business depends entirely on everyone's support. How could it be like killing chickens and getting eggs? Doing so will ruin your descendants!"

Cheng Fan said lightly: "You are clear about whether you do it or not. It is still time to take the initiative to confess and surrender."

Where did the hotel owner dare to admit it? He immediately denied Cheng Fan's words.

"The best raw materials used in my store are all the time, and the strong aroma of mutton soup has been boiled since last night. It's all because of someone who is hurting me!"

The person from the Market Supervision Bureau glanced at him and then said to Cheng Fan:

"Master Daoxuan, you have no credibility. Since you have reported him, there should be evidence, right?"

"Yes! You have to come up with evidence!"

The hotel owner immediately agreed.

Cheng Fan shook his head and curled up a little bit of curve at the corner of his mouth.

Some people just don’t cry until they die. They only realize repentance when they die.

"Evidence? Evidence is the pot of soup beside you. If you feel innocent, please drink it."

The hotel owner looked at the soup he brought in himself, and his pupils shrank.

There was a mud he had personally buckled from the soles of his feet. He knew how dirty it was. Just thinking about it made him feel nauseous!

"If I finish drinking this pot of soup, it will prove that my restaurant is fine, how about it?"

The hotel owner made a decision and he took the initiative!

Isn’t it just a piece of mud that has dropped? It won’t kill anyone if you drink it!

"Then you have to finish drinking it first... I would like to remind you that the amount of additives that will cause you to drink."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses suddenly interrupted.

The hotel owner glanced at him in disbelief.

Didn’t this guy keep helping him speak?

Why did you suddenly change your mind?!ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"What? You dare not drink it?"

Jinli Glasses showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth. He was sure that the boss must have something wrong.

Seeing that the boss's face was hesitant, other guests also started to make excuses.

"Drink! Why don't you drink?"

"Can there be too much additives in it? You don't dare to drink it yourself?"

"It's not just additives, it seems to be mud."

"Hey, can such disgusting things really be drunk?"

The hotel owner picked up the iron pot and said indifferently:

"Drinking...isn't it just a pot of soup? To prove that the restaurant is fine, I just drink it."

Gudong—Gudong—

A small pot of yellow soup is eaten.

"Ha! No problem! It's delicious!"

The hotel owner forced his nausea and nausea and forced a smile to squeeze out his face.

"Now can you prove that the things in my store are fine? Hiccup~~~"

A smile appeared on Cheng Fan's lips, and Xu Huan and Xiao Nannan were also holding their smiles.

"Hehe! Uncle, your expression doesn't seem to cooperate well with your words~~!"

The little baby said in a silly voice.

Others also began to talk quietly.

"Will the good taste have this expression? Why do you look like you're constipated?"

"Yes, I also find it a little strange. The soup looks like miso, and it looks like curry. I don't know what soup it is."

"Look at any other evidence. This evidence alone seems not enough."

The hotel owner stubbornly said to Cheng Fan, "What else do you have to say now?"

Cheng Fan smiled faintly, and was about to speak, when the man with gold-rimmed glasses beside him snatched the words again:

"Everyone! I'll fight against counterfeiting! The Taoist priest is right. There are indeed tricks in this store!"

Many people were surprised when they heard the man's words.

Good, you four-eyed boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, just now, you just called us to believe the boss, you kid actually surrendered to the enemy without saying a word!

Everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to hear how he fought against counterfeiting.

Xu Huan felt a little trouble and wanted to hand over his phone to Dawei, but was stopped by Cheng Fan. He also wanted to hear what this guy thought.

"Boss, I'll ask you first, what kind of soup is this?"

The hotel owner said with a dark face: "Sesame Curry Soup."

"Oh? But as far as I know, the ordinary sesame paste on the market cannot make such a pure color?"

“That’s because the ingredients I use are the best.”

The man with gold-rimmed glasses walked to the pot of soup, gently thrust with an iron spoon twice, and picked out a piece of soil that had not yet completely melted.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Since that's the case, why don't you try this curry that hasn't melted after being boiled for dozens of minutes to show us?"
Chapter completed!