Chapter 50: I had a quarrel with the bun seller



"Let's go out for breakfast and buy some dry food to take with us." Zeng Wangcai called.

"Brother, aren't you bringing a pot this time?" Zeng Hu asked.

The two brothers could not forget the taste of the fish soup from their last fishing trip, especially the fish fillets at the end. They had never tried eating it in this way before, and they boasted about it for a long time after they got home.

"No need to bring it. We'll have grilled fish this time." Zeng Wangcai said as they walked. "By the way, everyone is going to go fishing today. Let's speed up and leave more space on the tricycle to load the fish."

He had already decided that it was pointless to pack the fish in sacks, so he would just use a tricycle and fill the truck bed.

There is a state-owned restaurant at the entrance of the alley, which was converted from a private restaurant. It is not big but is quite old. It also serves breakfast, with steamed buns, dumplings, fried dough sticks and soy milk.

Business is usually pretty good. The old people living nearby like to patronize the place. Most of these old people had a little money from their ancestors, so they can still make ends meet today. Most of the extremely wealthy old people are gone.

Moreover, these old people are now living with only a face left. Every day they just eat, hang out in teahouses, walk their birds, and go to bathhouses. No matter they are rich or poor, they have to stand up and not lose face. They always call each other "Mr." or "Mr.". In fact, there is a person in a drama who always uses his skin to interrupt others every time he goes out...

When Zeng Wangcai and his four companions arrived, the restaurant had not prepared any other food yet. Only steamed buns and steamed bread were available. Meat buns were a popular item. To buy them, one only needed money and grain coupons, not meat coupons.

Thinking about the fact that the Tiger and Leopard brothers could eat, and that there were also Lin Huyang and Huang Liang, Zeng Wangcai said while counting the money and food coupons: "Comrade, give me thirty meat buns and another thirty steamed buns."

At this time, the meat buns and steamed buns were very large in portion, about 2 taels each, and sixty of them were a lot. Zeng Wangcai planned to send a few home so that his mother wouldn't have to get up to make them.

The waiter in the restaurant had sleepy eyes and just glanced at the big customer. He showed no joy or happiness, as it didn't matter whether he sold a lot or a little.

Take the money to pack the buns and complete the transaction.

Zeng Wangcai gave each of the Tiger and Leopard brothers a bun to eat first, and then gave one to Zhang Xiuzhi. There were four other people in the house, so he asked Xiaohu to take one back.

He also ate one himself. This was the first time he had breakfast outside since he came here. In the past, his mother had always taken care of everything. Few ordinary people would eat breakfast outside at this time.

"Hey, comrade, the meat buns are not right..." Zeng Wangcai took a few bites of the buns and found the problem.

Where are the meat buns with thin skin and big fillings? Where is the reality of this era?

I've almost bitten into the middle and there's no trace of the meat filling.

"Comrade, you're a black shop? Meat Buns, Meat Buns is just a nickname, right? Where's the meat?" They're playing on the wife cake joke, this is too much.

The waiter yawned and said impatiently, "If you have any questions, go to our leader. If not, you can go to the street office. Our restaurant is under the jurisdiction of the street office. This is a meat bun. Break it open and see if there is any meat."

Zeng Wangcai broke open the meat bun and laughed. Inside was a finger-sized lump of filling, which was sauerkraut filling. If you wanted to find the meat, you would probably have to dig into the sauerkraut for dozens of kilometers.

"So you're selling dog meat under the guise of mutton? You're selling steamed buns for the price of meat dumplings."

"How fresh, go ask around, this is good, you're making a profit if there's meat, understand?"

In a few words, he actually started arguing with the bun seller...

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