With a sullen face, he came to a deep alley, stretched out his hand, and one after another identity certificate fell into his hand.
He pinched the stack of papers, checked it a little, and took out the money to settle the bill.
A thin young man said, "Brother Bo will take care of our business in the future."
"Is Mr. Bai going back now, don't you consider staying in S City for development?"
"Yeah, I won't say more. I'll see you in the future. We will take good care of the business that Mr. Bo pointed out. We will thank you when we make a fortune in the future."
Several social youths were talking about each other.
He Songbai handed everyone a cigarette, and soon finished a box. He scratched the matchbox, and the light of the fire was like a charismatic shooting star, and disappeared in a flash.
His stern eyebrows contained a very faint smile, "These things will be returned to you later."
He Songbai raised the identity certificate in Yang's hand.
He replaced all the net worth that he had collected from debt collection to eight Longines, and these delicate little guys in his arms were all his hopes. Before the post office closed, He Songbai commissioned several people to go to different post offices, and then sent the watches back to the countryside one by one.
Eight packages are packed and placed on the shelves, waiting for the courier to pick them up tomorrow morning.
…
After finishing packing, Zhao Lanxiang wanted to ask He Songbai what he would like to eat at night, and then go to the black market to buy some food or something. Unexpectedly, she went to his house, but she found that except for the neatly packed luggage on the bed, the room was empty and no one was seen. .
"Really, don't say a word when you go out." Zhao Lanxiang muttered.
Zhao Lanxiang went to the black market by herself, carrying her wallet and bills. She bought ten catties of crabs in one go, and added another catty of white wine and various seasonings.
Zhao Lanxiang bought the seasonings one by one according to the pre-written list... Good crabs come with good ingredients. The crabs in S city are fat and big, delicious and sweet, and the meat is tight and elastic, which is very difficult to eat in N city. get it. She planned to cook more on the last night and bring it back to the country to eat.
Zhao Lanxiang steamed the crabs in the cage, removed the crab legs, divided the crab meat, and the meat of the crab shells that had been torn apart, reflecting the light, the snow-white juice was crystal clear. Sweet and delicious, creamy like cream.
She bought a clay pot, poured half a catty of white wine into it, waited for the crab meat to cool down and poured it into the wine to soak. She chopped up the seasonings according to the proportion of the secret recipe, put them in the pan and fry them until fragrant, buried them under the crab meat one by one, sealed the clay pot tightly, and marinated them for three or five days in cold weather before eating them.
This is called wine trough crab, also known as crab foot stuffed. A very attractive snack, it is very suitable with rice and wine.
Zhao Lanxiang weighed the heavy clay pot, grabbed the remaining four crabs with satisfaction, and started dinner tonight.
When He Songbai came back from the outside, he could smell the fragrance from the kitchen on the first floor before he walked upstairs.
The girl at the front desk of the guest house complained and said enviously, "I knew for a long time that I would not lend the kitchen to this lesbian!"
"Every day, the delicious food is more delicious than the food we provide, and customers are complaining."
Heavens and earth complain about all the good things in the reception, but hide it and refuse to take it out to entertain the guests.
The girl at the front desk wanted to say something, but the man had disappeared.
He Songbai walked up the stairs with an expressionless face, but his brisk footsteps revealed his happy mood.
Zhao Lanxiang served him a bowl of rice and said with a smile, "I'm full so I can catch the train tomorrow."
He Songbai took out two sleeper bunks from his arms, squeezed them with sweaty hands, and handed them to Zhao Lanxiang: "You take this."
Zhao Lanxiang put them in his pocket with a smile, and didn't ask when he bought them. Now that Brother Bo is rich and capable, he can buy sleeper tickets if he wants. She didn't have to think about many things, he had done it silently.
He Songbai began to eat in big mouthfuls, making no secret of his love for crab meat.
Zhao Lanxiang held his cheeks and muttered word by word: "Crab stuffed orange, crab meat lion head, crab oil crystal ball, snow crab bucket, fried crab powder."
She sighed and said, "It's a pity I didn't give you all to eat."
He Songbai frowned bitterly and looked at the object.
"do not talk… "
How can Xiao Xiao think about such a beautiful thing.
He Songbai felt that the fried crab with garlic in his bowl was unrealistically delicious, and his mouth was full of meat and said vaguely: "This is delicious."
Zhao Lanxiang curled the corners of her mouth and smiled.
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A few days later, they returned to Hezitun.
When He Songbai was carrying the clay pot home, he passed the cowshed and was drunk by Gong Gong.
Gu Huaijin asked, "Are you back?"
He Songbai nodded inexplicably.
Gu Huaijin's eyes stared straight at the big pottery pot He Songbai was carrying.
Faced with this kind of scrutiny, He Songbai is no longer surprised. After all, he has been scrutinized countless times on the train in the past few days.
Every time during lunch, the subject lifts the lid and clips a little out to taste it, and the passengers in that carriage look for the taste.
It's so fragrant!
The rich and sweet aroma of wine mixed with the umami of crab meat overflowed, making those passengers who took out the dry food to gnaw on their faces, and even those who could afford the train meal could not eat the hot food on the plate. Fragrant.
He Songbai had no choice but to take a clean bowl and take out some crab meat.
Gu Gong leaned against the railing that tied the cow, and the old god said in the tunnel, "Have you finished?"
His calm tone revealed a hint of impatience, "It made the shed full of ashes, ah, are you out of your mind!"
Wu Yong hurriedly came out with a big broom, and said gently, "Okay, okay! Teacher, you can sleep in peace."
Gu Huaijin ignored him, and all his attention was attracted by the meat in the bowl. The clear and sweet wine soaked the crab meat with crystal clear, exuding a refreshing fragrance. The slightly thin crab shell was soaked slightly soft, and the red crab claws were still hard.
Gu Huaijin was born in the north and rarely had the opportunity to eat seafood. The umami from the sea in the bowl was incredible.
The whole person is fluttering with intoxication, the sweetness that pervades the tongue is a mixture of the sweetness of wine and the sweetness of crabs, chewing the crab shells and sucking out the delicate white tender meat inside, then The pieces of crab meat were as white as snowflakes, and their teeth were so refreshing, making his heart rip like a spring breeze swaying slightly across the lake.
Gu Huaijin finished eating and finally licked the wine juice in the bowl, her face flushed slightly.
"Really delicious!"
"I've waited for so many days, no loss, but... is this a little less?"
He Songbai reluctantly mixed another half bowl for Gu Gong, and instructed: "It's a little cold, don't eat too much, and be careful with diarrhea."
Gu Huaijin waved at him indifferently.
Wu Yong took the rag and began to wipe the cow's trough. He carried two big buckets of water on his back, diligently and diligently like an old cow, and meticulously wiped off Gu Huaijin's nest.
But Gu Huaijin wouldn't thank him, instead, the old man was unlucky and ate his food well.
Gu Huaijin had no choice but to hold the bowl, squat under the eaves of the He family, and enjoy his lunch with his butt against the cool brick.
He scooped up a bowl of rice from the cafeteria, which was warm and served with wine trough crab.
After he finished eating, Wu Yong came over, wiped his sweat and said gently, "Teacher, I'll go first."
"If there is still a need for me in the future, just give me instructions. I did something wrong in the past, and I only cared about protecting myself and leaving the teacher's method and thinking to do the project."
"I'm a little ashamed."
Gu Huaijin mingled with the poor and vulgar country people, and had long since threw away the lofty spirit of the past, and he could shout a few swearing country words at the top of his voice. It's all crispy.
He still buried his head in eating, and said indifferently, "Forget it, forget it!"
"Being a teacher is all a debt, just treat it as I owe you, and pay it off!"
Gu Huaijin murmured in his heart, I didn't dare to collect debts like this, and these turtle sons turned against the sky. He was very careful and vengeful.
Whether it was Sun Xiang and Wang Yang, who were squatting in the prison, or Hu Prophet and Wu Yong, who began to reflect on their daily diligence, all these people were expelled from the trust list by him. He has fallen once, and he cannot fall again in the same place.
Seeing Gu Huaijin's indifferent appearance, Wu Yong didn't say much, just carried two empty buckets with a broom and left silently.
…
He Songbai went to Master He and begged him to keep the piglets and not kill them in a hurry. He had already decided to put them down.
Master He is very happy to see that he can return to the book in the last time. Those piglets only had a few kilograms of meat, and they didn't make much money by killing them. He was unwilling to kill them, and kept them all while waiting for He Songbai to take over.
He responded quickly, "I know!"
"I'll keep all the suckling pigs for you, but you have to hurry up and collect enough money. It's a lot of money to be willing to give you half of it on credit..."
Master Ho muttered.
He Songbai nodded and said solemnly and earnestly: "I will thank you as soon as possible, when I raise pigs and make money for the first one!"
He left a pack of Dazhonghua cigarettes and retired.
Master He opened the delicate cigarette pack, lit one to smoke, and scolded with a smile: "This stinky boy is so poor that he still buys cigarettes."
He couldn't help but think of the scene a few months ago, when this kid came to the pig farm to make a living with three big Chinese sticks. He was thin and tall, and now he was raised tall and strong by the fat that the pig slaughtering farm gave him every day.
Looking at it makes me feel at ease.
He is looking forward to selling the last batch of piglets in his pig factory as soon as possible.
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There is one more update, I will write slowly after a break~
Set up a flag, I hope this week will be able to get through the double change
The flag is down, I will give you a red envelope~
(A bitter cry from the depths of the lazy soul)