Xitang has also crossed the threshold of that deep-fried dough stick shop.
When he entered the room, the previous buddy saw him again.
All the deep-fried dough stick shops are the same, that is, they are very busy during their leisure time.
You said that he was swayed by the diners who wanted deep-fried dough sticks, those who wanted tofu brain, and those who wanted soy milk. How could he be so angry that he had to deal with this beggar!
Why are the people begging for food in line today
That guy was angry.
When he got angry, he yelled at Xitang: "Our store only delivers one fried dough stick a day, so come back tomorrow!"
Shang Zhen's face was dirty because Shang Zhen saw that at dawn, the officials who had been outfitted with overseas Chinese were not using iron rulers. They all had steel knives hidden in their clothes.
He had already fought against Jin Yiwei, and he had doubts about the identities of those officials, so he deliberately rubbed his face with dirt and mud.
Shang Zhen looked like a beggar. Xitang and him came out of the same village. Where can Xitang go smoothly
To say that Xitang is the only clean face compared to Shang Zhen.
At this moment, Xitang entered the shop and glanced at the shop, and then took note of the few people at the innermost table.
He laughed as soon as he saw his buddy rushing him out. The white teeth showed a special whiteness, and it was cleaner than his face!
Why does Xitang laugh? He didn't laugh to please the fellow at the Youtiao shop
That said, there is a sentence called "The rich are the uncles."
Just because of the money, that person dared to pinch the little girl's face and say, "Come on, girl, give me a smile!"
Where Xitang is rich now, what do you think he is afraid of
So he smiled and stretched out his greasy hand into his arms, and the string of coins he had carried in earlier was taken out.
Then, he dangled the string of copper coins in front of the shop clerk.
"Listen! Listen! The sound of money, smashing! Are you worried that Xiaoye won't give the money?" Xitang showed a burst of money.
The guy at the shop didn't think that the wedding candy would actually take out a bunch of coins, and instantly he didn't know what to say.
But Shang Zhen was the one who suffered, and he murmured again, "Humph! Dogs see you!"
Then, he walked straight forward and deliberately bumped the guy with his shoulder lightly.
That guy just held a bowl of hot soy milk in his hand, and the hot soy milk splashed out of the bowl when he was hit by the wedding candy.
"Oh my goodness!" The guy yelled, grinning and put the bowl of soy milk on the table next to him.
His hands are scalded, how can he hold them steady
The bowl of soy milk was about to be put on the table by him, and the bowl fell.
With a "bang" sound, the soy milk splashed again on an old lady who was sitting at the table eating dough sticks.
Fortunately, the old lady wasn't pierced by needles. At this time, the shopkeeper had already rushed over, busy to apologize to the old lady and then reprimand the guy.
At this time, I looked at the wedding candy but had already entered the shop.
This is an ordinary Youtiao shop, with no single room or chair. People sit on the long stool.
Shang Zhen squeezed into a corner of a stool.
There were three people sitting on that bench, and they were all dressed in refreshing, dry and clean clothes. They looked like literati.
The literati is of course a gentleman, and the gentleman who squeezed him like this can only let him go to the side if he thinks he is dirty.
Sven people are self-cultivation, but their self-respect status is not so curious with beggars like Xitang.
So there was a person who was almost finished eating fried dough sticks with chopsticks but stood up and ate.
Xitang is the one who hits the snake on the stick and puts the nose on the face, but his mouth is already yelling: "Isn't the young master rich? Give it to the young master!"
He deliberately squeezed onto the stool again.
"What kind of style? What kind of style?" The literati next to him was of course afraid that Xitang would dirty his clothes, and this time he moved even more.
In this way, Xitang actually squeezed a seat for herself.
With the seat of the wedding candy, he threw the string of coins on the table, and at the same time shouted: "The shopkeeper, give me two catties of fried dough sticks, and two bowls of soy milk!"
Copper coins are the smallest unit of currency nowadays, but anyway, Shang Zhen’s string of copper coins is more than enough if he wants to eat some fried dough sticks and some soy milk.
"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer, I'll bring it to you personally!" The shopkeeper is well versed in the principle of making money with peace.
He doesn't let people empty-handed when he usually asks for a meal. What's more, the current situation is clear. Shang Zhen, the beggar who has turned over, still has money in his hands.
The matter has come to an end at this point.
At this time, someone at the table behind Xitang said, "It's quite edible. You can also drink two bowls of soy milk if you eat two catties of fried dough sticks."
"My little master, I have money today. I drink a bowl and pour a bowl, so I don't want people to look down upon it!" Xitang said smugly.
The other diners smiled when they saw what Shang Zhen said was interesting.
The shopkeeper had already brought that guy with him. It was really two catties of fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk.
"The shopkeeper, some more pickles," Shang Zhen shouted again, and then he picked up a bowl of soy milk and poured it directly in like a whale drinking water.
How about a bowl? He picked up the second bowl and drank stubbornly.
The diners who watched the lively laughed, it was naturally a laugh at his duplicity.
The beggar is the beggar, knowing that stuttering is not easy, but you are not willing to really ruin the food.
In the middle of the night, Xitang really ate big goose stewed potatoes.
But anyone who has eaten big goose knows that there is not much meat on the goose bones.
That is two thighs and two breasts.
Xitang was indeed not full, and this time he grinned and started eating fried dough sticks.
The matter is over, the diners in the fried dough sticks come in and out, and Xitang ate the fried dough sticks halfway before slowing down and chewing slowly.
Why chewed slowly, it was naturally because he was eavesdropping on the words of the people behind him.
Just then he said that he was quite edible, and that was Jin Yiwei's person!
Why did Xitang squeeze away the Sven who was originally sitting here for dinner? It was naturally for eavesdropping.
The voices of people in the fried dough stick shop are noisy, so how could Xitang be far away to overhear the voice of Jin Yiwei in disguise.
That's why he squeezed to the table next to the few Jinyiwei by relying on his sloppy dress.
It's just that no matter how carefully Xitang listened, the few people at the table behind him did not speak, and he heard the sound of people drinking soy milk.
This Jinyiwei Mouth is really strict!
But the bench said, these people are Jin Yiwei.
Jin Yiwei is here, can that Lord Zhu not come
Didn't they come to arrest a few of them? But now, how come they are competing with those in the deep house compound
What exactly does that house do
Xitang was thinking about it, and at this moment, she heard the sound of pushing a stool behind her.
When he looked again, he saw that the few Jinyiwei had already finished eating, and they had already walked outside.
Xitang hurriedly picked two "dangs" from the string of copper coins and threw them on the table, then followed with the remaining fried dough sticks and copper coins.
The shopkeeper's naturally smiled, Xitang ignored but still followed the few Jinyiwei.
And just when he was about to leave the Youtiao shop, he finally heard someone from the front Jinyiwei whisper: "You two have taken that house to death. I will ask the son to send more staff!"