Huo Tingzhou looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties squatting in the alley.
In front of the man was a bamboo basket with a few thorny, yellow-green things in it.
There was also a sign next to it that read: Southern durian, fragrant and sweet, 1.5 yuan each.
There were many people coming and going in the alley at this time, and most people would subconsciously take a look at this thing when they saw it.
Then he quickened his pace and ran away, covering his nose.
Jiang Si seemed to be frozen in place.
Of course she knew it was a durian, and this was not an ordinary golden pillow, but a black thorn.
Jiang Si was just a little surprised, because in the past she would take a detour to visit her whenever she saw durian.
This time, instead of feeling nauseous or uncomfortable in the stomach,... I was attracted by the strong and overbearing smell.
Before Huo Tingzhou could speak, Jiang Si had already pulled him over.
The closer they got, the more pungent the indescribable smell became, and Huo Tingzhou frowned subconsciously.
But when he saw his wife's accepting look on her face, he became dazed for a moment.
Especially when I heard Jiang Si say, "I want to eat this..."
Huo Tingzhou was speechless for a moment, and finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "This thing smells like it's rotten, can I eat it?"
"It's edible." When saying this, Jiang Si swallowed her saliva for some reason.
Thinking that this thing is rare in China, he said, "I heard that this is the king of fruits in Southeast Asia. I ate it twice when I was a kid in Shanghai. The taste is the same as Lao Da Chang's cream ice cream."
"Yes, yes, this one came from Southeast Asia."
The man selling durian saw that Jiang Si was interested and quickly responded.
Unfortunately, I am not good at speaking, and after trying for a long time, I could only come up with this sentence.
He has never eaten ice cream and doesn't know what it tastes like.
But the simplicity in his heart made him open a durian directly after hearing what Jiang Si said.
"Here, try it. It's not fragrant or sweet, so you don't have to pay." The man said, signaling her with his eyes to take a big piece of rice.
Just then, an old lady carrying a basket of vegetables came into the alley.
Seeing this scene, the old lady curled her lips in displeasure.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you yesterday?"
"If you want to sell this stinky stuff, go somewhere else. Why are you here again today?"
"Auntie, I'll be there in a moment." The man said with embarrassment.
"No, do it now!"
After the old lady finished speaking, she glanced at Jiang Si and said, "Little comrade, don't listen to what this person says. It's not fragrant, not sweet, and it doesn't cost money. This thing tastes terrible."
"And the thing he sells is very expensive, one costs one dollar and one dime!"
Right now first-grade pork is only 80 cents a pound, and he dares to charge such a high price for a durian. It's simply robbery.
Jiang Si didn't say anything, but the old man selling vegetables next to her couldn't stand it anymore.
"Comrade, you didn't say that when you were eating lunch yesterday. Besides, the price is clearly written on the sign."
"You thought it was too expensive after you ate it, but you insisted on cutting the price in half."
"You chase them away when they don't want to sell. How can you be so mean?"
The old lady blushed when she was told that and quickly tried to make amends, "I can't read, so who knew this piece of junk was so expensive."
Maybe she felt a little embarrassed, so she turned around and stared at the middle-aged man and spoke viciously.
"Are you ready? If not, I'll call the inspection team over right away."
After hearing this, the man's face turned pale, "Auntie, I'll do it right away."
At this moment, the atmosphere of struggle in the South is not as serious as that in the North, but if someone really reports it, the inspection team will still have to take care of it.
During the Chinese New Year, men don’t want to cause trouble.
As soon as he finished speaking, he carried the bamboo basket behind him.
The thing was heavy, and the man's balance was a little unstable when he stood up, and Huo Tingzhou helped him.
When the man staggered and stood up, Jiang Si noticed that there was nothing under his left leg.
"Girl, this is for you, take it back and eat it."
The man cut the durian into two and handed half to Jiang Si.
The other half was handed to the old man who had just helped out.
When the old lady saw this, she became so angry that her chest heaved up and down.
But no one cared.
The old man who helped didn't respond, frowned and said, "I don't like to eat this stuff."
He is not being polite, he really doesn't like it!
Jiang Si didn't answer it either. She glanced at the bamboo basket behind the man.
"Uncle, how much is this basket of yours?"
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