Compared to the weird atmosphere in Pucheng, Luocheng is much better.

Although there were many constables and runners on the streets, there were no soldiers, and the constables and runners were all busy eating and drinking.

Judging from the faces of the stall owners, they eat a lot, but they probably give very little, and it is possible that they give nothing.

Watching a group of constables wiping their mouths and walking away.

Fu Dabai carried A Yuan and came to the noodle stall with Fu Sibai and his two sons.

The noodle stall owner had a sad face and forced a smile. He did not despise the poor appearance of the people, but asked politely and enthusiastically:

"Hey, guests, would you like a bowl of noodles?"

Fu Dabai held his daughter and sat down:

"One bowl, a big one, with an egg for the kids, how much?"

The stall owner smiled and said:

"A large bowl, plus an egg for five cents. Don't think it's too expensive. We give you a generous portion and a generous amount of white flour.

And the soup is actually bone soup, the bowl is not small, eating a hot bowl is definitely worth it, you see..."

The stall owner had lost too much today, so any profit he could make now was valuable. He was afraid that the food would be too expensive and he quickly took a bowl and showed it to him.

It is indeed not small, a big bowl. The price is not expensive, an egg costs one cent, not to mention it is cooked. The noodles they use are indeed mixed with a lot of white flour.

Fu Dabai took out five cents and handed it over.

The stall owner took it with a smile:

"Okay, Master, if you're so kind, I'll be right there!"

Turn around, boil water, chop the shallots to use as chopped green onions, stretch the noodles, put them in water to boil, and beat the eggs.

After a while, take it out and put it into a bowl, then pour a spoonful of pork bone soup into the bowl.

It was really pork bone soup, it must have been simmered for a long time, the soup was very thick and had some oil in it.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions.

When it was served like this, Yuan, the rabbit's saliva was about to flow out.

"It smells so good!" There was nothing else in Yuan's eyes except this bowl of noodles.

The owner of the noodle stall was also very polite. He brought over a few small bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks. Although the Fu and Dabai brothers didn't say they wanted to eat, he still took the bowls.

There was some soup in each bowl. Although it was just the bottom of the bowl, it was pretty good. What else could you expect if it was given for free?

After putting down everything, the stall owner was about to leave. Those who had eaten and drunk for free had left behind a huge mess. The stall owner now looked at those large bowls and leftovers as if they were evidence of a crime, but he had no place to complain and could only clean up the mess himself.

Fu Dabai called him:

"Wait a minute, we are from another place and don't know the rules here. We want to ask you if the group of people who had dinner with your son just now... are they not easy to mess with?"

It would be fine if no one asked, but now that someone asked, the stall owner moved a stool and sat down, feeling very aggrieved:

"Not only are they hard to deal with, but if you see them, run as far away from them as possible. They'll squeeze the piss out of a toad if they catch one.

Just come to my place and eat and drink for free, and when you leave, it will be great if you don't ask for anything back!"

Fu Sibai looked shocked and asked him in a low voice:

"So, no one cares about them?"

Fu Dabai and his men had also seen yamen runners and some people who ate and drank for free, but they generally didn't go too far.

After all, everyone knows each other and lives in the same place. If someone makes you angry and blocks your door and starts swearing at you, who can stand that?

But these yamen runners seemed to have no concerns at all, so Fu Sibai asked, is there no one in charge?

Normally, there would always be a few uncles or aunts who are dissatisfied and would intervene.

The stall owner also knew what he meant, and his face was full of bitterness:

"Who cares! Those people are not from here. They said that the county government was short of staff, so they transferred this group of people from Pucheng.

I didn't see them doing anything serious. In the first few days after they arrived, they were still looking for people with portraits everywhere.

It is said that most of the people in the portraits have died recently, so these people started to do this all day long, worse than hooligans, eating and drinking everywhere all the time! And collecting money everywhere!

The stall fees have doubled again and again.

If this continues, we won’t be able to continue this business. We will lose a lot of money!”

The stall owner couldn't help shedding tears after hearing these words, and then wiped them away:

"In short, you guys better not mess with them and avoid them, otherwise they won't give up until you have emptied your pockets!

No more talking, just eat noodles!"

After saying this, the stall owner went to clean up and get busy.

It's hard to say whether the two brothers of the Fu family are upset or not.

The two in the car must be among the people these people are looking for. Although they don’t seem to be doing their job properly, what if we accidentally run into them and remember them?

After a moment of worry, Fu Dabai lowered his head and saw the children eating with relish.

Especially Yuan, he slurped the noodles, drank the noodle soup, and I don't know where he got a clove of garlic to go with the meal!

Fu Dabai was puzzled: "Where did you get the garlic?"

Yuan gestured: "I found it on the table next to me."

That's the table that the bailiffs just left. But you can't just pick up the food that's left and eat it. At least tell the host.

Fu Dabai looked for the stall owner.

The stall owner heard this and said quickly:

"Hey, it's okay, originally this garlic was meant for guests to eat.

I don't know what kind of appetite those people had, but they forced me to eat two kilograms of food. I ate it all up, and there was no more to give away even if I wanted to.

Otherwise, I should give you a few petals."

Fu Dabai bowed and thanked him.

Ah Yuan gulped down the soup, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, raised his thumb and said to the stall owner:

"tasty!"

The stall owner was extremely happy and said proudly: "What a good tongue, little girl! This is also a specialty of mine on this street!"

Then he became sad again:

"If I had made it a little less tasty, I wouldn't have attracted those people."

Everyone followed up with a few words of comfort.

A Yuan pushed the big bowl to his father and fourth uncle:

"This is for you."

There was still some noodles and half a poached egg left in it, the yolk of which was almost melted.

Xingzi also said: "Eat it quickly, it smells really good, I saved it especially for you!"

Niu Wa: "If you are reluctant, give the eggs to Yuan and Xingzi."

Floating white and floating white: …

"My eldest daughter is still the best!"

The two fathers held their daughters in their arms and fed them the fried eggs.

Fu Sibai accidentally saw Niu Wa and curled his lips in disdain: "Poor child, you don't feel sorry for your father at all."

Niu Wa: I feel bad, but in the end, the eggs have to be given to my sisters! You two must be reluctant to eat them, and I am also a little reluctant to eat them, so they can eat more!

Niu Wa understood everything in his mind, but said nothing.

After they finished eating, they went to the grain store to buy some rice.

Then they walked back while thinking about something. When they reached the coffin shop, the two adults stopped, thought about the price of the coffin, then shook their heads and walked away.

But he thought this was a good idea, so he asked around, went straight to the bamboo craftsman's shop, and bought a straw mat.

I went to the fish shop and picked up some rotten fish and shrimp that no one wanted, and made some things that didn’t taste very good, and also ordered two pieces of stinky tofu.

After buying everything, he left the city.

When he saw the two people in the car, Fu Dabaitou was so happy to see them so happy that he laughed out loud from the bottom of his heart:

"You two! Do you know what a dead body that was hit by a pig is?

It has to be the kind that smells and is about to rot!"

The two turned to look at him in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Fu Dabai smeared a handful of stinky tofu on it:

"I'll give you two a new identity so you can enter the city!"

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