Driving by Xia Yu, Ye Feng wanted to sit in the back, but unfortunately the door was locked by Long Xue, who got into the car first, and had to sit in the front.
Long Xue has also learned to be smart, knowing that if Ye Feng sit next to him, it is tantamount to dancing with a wolf. Ye Feng will never let her go. Long Xue has been quite scrupulous.
The carriage is not narrow, but it is not easy to resist Ye Feng's aggression.
As the sun approaches dusk, the mountain city of Chongqing is open to lively.
Many hawkers set up their stalls in the streets and alleys to start shouting for business, and there are also many back-fighters and stick soldiers walking in the streets and alleys looking for business to do business. . . (Note: Back-fighting refers to the migrant workers who enter the city with their backs on their backs to help people carry goods; Bangbangjuner also refers to the migrant workers who use a bamboo pole to help people carry goods for a living. )
The car drove into a quite lively street with Mala Tang on both sides, but because it’s still dark, business is not the best. There are men and women in twos and threes together. Maybe Mala Tang is really too numb. The reason for the spiciness is sweating profusely. . .
"Stop." Ye Feng told Xia Yu to stop.
"It is said that Chongqing's mala Tang is delicious. I will take you to try it today. It's time for dinner anyway." Ye Feng smiled and got out of the car.
There was light in Xia Yu's eyes. In fact, she still likes to eat this street food, but Long Xue complained in the back: "This kind of thing is the most unhygienic."
"Don't be clean, you won't get sick after eating." Ye Feng said with a smile: "This is also called supporting laid-off workers to get jobs again..."
Long Xue had nothing to say.
Ye Feng found a stall. The owner is a 60-year-old old woman who has no helpers, but no business.
Seeing customers, and the three of them were handsome men and women, they were neatly dressed and looked very good. The old lady asked a little bit carefully: "You want to eat Mala Tang?"
"Don't eat what we are doing here, nonsense!" Long Xue was a little impatient, and her tone was a bit blunt, scaring the old lady.
Looking at Long Xue timidly, the old aunt said: "No, I'm afraid you think that my old man is unhygienic. Moreover, I really only came out on the first day to show this, although I did it when I was young. I’ve done it, but I’m old, I don’t know if the things I made are to your taste..."
Ye Feng laughed and said, "Mother, don't listen to her nonsense. This woman has a "fault" in her brain and she doesn't have any tutors, so she doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young. It’s not good and it’s not hygienic. We also assume you are here.
Long Xue glared at Ye Feng fiercely, but did not speak, his face flushed. . .
The old lady laughed when she heard this, and said with some emotion: "Okay, sit down, sit down, young people, based on your words, I will definitely increase the amount and not increase the price for this meal today. I just want to eat whatever you want. Say it!"
"Then invite us to eat?" Ye Feng smiled.
The old lady's face changed, but she smiled and said, "No, my wife is still in bed, and my son is also a laid-off worker. He only knows how to play cards and gambling every day. I also need money for this material. Do you charge for the cost?"
Ye Feng smiled and said: "Old lady, I'm joking with you, how can I eat without paying, don't worry!"
He patted the old lady's shoulder affectionately. Ye Feng had never spoken so softly and nicely as today. Then he chose something to eat, and sat at a table with Long Xue and waited. . .
Long Xue looked like he didn't know Ye Feng. After a few glances, he couldn't help but said, "You know how to respect the old and love the young!"
"Of course, Lao Tzu is much better than you." Ye Feng smiled triumphantly. . .
"Cut, you are of high quality? Just pretend it!" Long Xue sneered.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "You say I pretend and I just pretend, I like to pretend, what can you do to me?"
Long Xue was able to confuse Ye Feng, and after a few glances for nothing, he stopped talking, and was too lazy to be familiar with him.
Ye Feng looked around and couldn't help feeling that the attractiveness of beautiful women is great. Not only are the diners at the stalls not far away always looking here, even the pedestrians passing by will be unable to help but go two. A few glances at the woman made Ye Feng a little proud. . .
The old lady's movements are actually unpleasant, maybe it's really unfamiliar, and she's even a little messy, and the things she makes are not too delicious, lacking some authentic Chongqing flavor.
Long Xue didn't eat much, and the old lady on one side was a little cautious: "I don't hear your accents like Sichuanese. I'm afraid you are not used to the spicy and numbness, so I don’t put some peppers and peppers. , Isn't it delicious?"
Ye Feng and Xia Yu gobbled it up. Ye Feng said vaguely: "It's delicious, delicious, haha."
"Hey, don't waste food, eat it all for me..." Ye Feng said with a serious look, seeing Long Xue frowning and chewing slowly.
Long Xue was stunned, seeing that Ye Feng didn't seem to be joking, and the old lady who saw Ye Feng looked expectant, as if suddenly felt that this thing became exceptionally delicious, and he really ate it with big mouthfuls.
The old lady "showed" a comforting smile on her face, as if she was looking at her grandson, smiling very kindly.
Three bowls of Mala Tang quickly bottomed out, and the food was really clean. In the end, there was no soup left. . .
Ye Feng "licked" and "licked" his lips as he was about to pay, when he saw that the old mother's face changed suddenly, and he hurried to close the stall. Ye Feng glanced at it, obediently, terribly.
A city-management car stopped on the side of the road with a creak, followed by a large truck with a lot of stoves, tables, and other things in it.
Like a group of bandits, more than a dozen city management personnel rushed towards him lifelessly, looked at Long Xue and Xia Yu, and a group of city management personnel began to cooperate in tacitly moving the table and stools in front of the old aunt’s booth, and separated them. Some people went to grab the booth guarded by the old lady.
This group of urban management is very professional, and it is estimated that they have done such things, so the cooperation between them is perfect. Before Ye Feng can react, a group of people have already put shiitake mushrooms, cabbage, and vermicelli in the voice of the old lady’s cry The meat skewers and other things were dumped in a trash can on one side, and then the table or something was taken to the truck behind.
Ye Feng frowned, damn it, it seems that the online statement is really correct, the urban management is like a tiger and wolf, how is this like a national civil servant, a full-fledged bandit!
"Don't move my stall, please, my family still has a sick wife in bed. Our family depends on this stall to make ends meet, please, I'm kneeling for people!"
The old lady suddenly knelt down amidst the crying and hugged the leg of a city administrator.
(Tomorrow is born ambiguous and forced to finish the book, and the day after tomorrow will start to add another chapter, five changes, everyone, come on, vote and spend, let the fish become coquettish!)