Chapter 192 The Guesthouse Looks Down on People
He was eating with gusto.
Although this duck neck has little meat and many bones, it is very tasty.
He gnawed every last inch of meat from the bones, which was no easy task. The more he chewed the meat, the more delicious it became.
It's no worse than the beef jerky they buy at a high price elsewhere.
The two childhood friends didn't take it seriously at first. Seeing how happily he ate, they thought he did it on purpose.
After all, if someone says something bad about the things I bought, I would try to make them look better.
Didn't pay much attention.
But the food he ate was so appetizing that the people around him drooled even though they knew he did it on purpose.
He immediately went over and asked, "Give me a piece, quickly."
They no longer cared about arguing about it, they just wanted to eat what could make him smell so good.
The man who bought the duck neck was so reluctant to buy a new one.
He had bought three sticks before, intending to give one to each of them, but now he was quite stingy and took out the stick he was going to eat and broke it into two pieces from the back.
My childhood friend couldn't help but say, "Stingy."
I'm going to complain about it, but I'll just take it and start eating it.
So, the number of people who were enjoying the meal increased from one to three.
This duck neck is very delicious, it can satisfy your appetite and it is a perfect travel food. I immediately said, "Hey, it's delicious."
"Don't you think it's too expensive now?" The man who bought the duck neck was proud.
They finished the small piece of snack in a short while and said, "Give me another one!" This aroused their appetite, as they were not full yet.
The man who bought the duck necks originally planned to eat one each.
But he had already divided half of it.
If the two brothers each had one, he would eat the least. He thought about it and immediately said, "I'll keep one, and you two can share the rest."
The two men were a little unhappy. This duck neck was addictive to chew, and the air-dried one had a special taste. Half a piece was not enough!
But I didn’t dare say it, for fear that once I told it, this half would be gone.
I felt so regretful in my heart. Everyone else had bought it, so why was he so mean? A good duck neck was shrunken.
For a moment, I was a little envious of him for being able to enjoy one alone.
They were all small cadres in the factory, with money in their pockets, just a few cents, so they didn't take it seriously.
This shows that I bought too few duck necks, and they are not enough to eat.
The two of them immediately shared one and ate it with great relish.
This carriage was for long-distance travel, with six people sitting in both directions. The other three people started drooling when they saw what they were eating.
The person next to him said, "Brother, what brand is this? Let me take a look."
When they took it and looked at it, it said: Fatty's Dried Duck Neck. The name was quite memorable: "Is it sold somewhere else?" They also wanted to buy some to try.
The man who bought the duck neck said, "They're not available. I asked the lady there, and she said they only sell local ones!"
He also regretted it. If he had money in his pocket, he would have bought ten or twenty sticks and eaten them to his heart's content on the way.
The extra ones can be taken back as souvenirs. When I came back, I was worried about what to bring, but who would have thought that I would miss such a good thing.
The person sitting next to me said, "Look, there's a factory site down here."
"Yes, then we can write a letter and ask them to come to our city to sell it."
"What a great idea!"
The three of them had their mouths full of grease.
Because there was not much to eat, they ate very carefully. The bones were shiny, and after finishing a handful of bones, they would hold them in their palms and compete with each other to see who had gnawed them cleanest.
The others quickly wrote down the factory address and planned to write a letter to ask how much it was sold for.
I'm so greedy. If I had known earlier, I would have gotten off the bus and bought some.
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The train rattled along for more than three hours before finally arriving in the city.
They squeezed to get off the bus, some got on, some got off, it was a mess. Tie Niu was holding the fruits and vegetables by himself, and the box was almost crushed by others.
Arriving at the train station, the space was much more spacious. Tie Niu, carrying so many boxes, was tall and strong, standing like a wall at the station. Everyone else looked at him sideways.
Especially Tie Niu and Da Zhuang, who were dressed in ordinary clothes, looked out of place in this urban area. It was obvious that they came from the countryside.
The vague glances from others cast upon them made them feel somewhat uncomfortable.
But Lu Xiang was fine. Not to mention the city in the 1980s, she had even been to the advanced Magic City and the Imperial Capital in later generations, so she was not disturbed by the gazes.
It was Dazhuang’s first time traveling far away, and he was a little timid and embarrassed to be seen by others.
They quickly left the station and wanted to find a car.
But there are only tricycles here.
At least four vehicles need to be hired, two to transport goods and two to transport people.
When they came out, the village chief gave them five dollars for their three-day stay, and they were reluctant to spend it carelessly.
A car was found for Secretary Li and the old professor to take to the guesthouse. They walked there.
Anyway, I asked around and it took more than 40 minutes to walk.
For the villagers, a forty-minute walk is nothing.
Lu Xiang asked Tie Niu: "Is it okay? If not, we can take a car!" Although the village did not provide much funding, she brought her own money.
It’s enough for taking a car or something.
Tie Niu immediately said, "I just like walking, let's just treat it as shopping." You can see more when walking, but it would be boring to arrive in a short time by car.
After confirming, Lu Xiang went with them.
The old professor and his friends took a tricycle first and told them the address. Lu Xiang asked along the way, walked forward, and took a look.
Compared to the county town, the roads in the city are wider and cleaner, and there are bicycles. In the past, seeing ten or so of them commuting together in the county was a sight to behold.
The road here is bustling with traffic, not only bicycles but also cars running back and forth. Compared to the backward county town, this place is simply another world.
There are also some restaurants and clothing stores on the street, with posters of celebrities hanging outside. In Lu Xiang's eyes, the whole street looks both Chinese and Western.
There were also people playing dual-cassette recorders on the street.
Tie Niu and Da Zhuang didn't even blink.
In the village, if someone had a radio, it would be considered a big deal. Dual-cassette recorders were only seen in movies.
I didn't expect people here to be so generous, walking down the street with something so valuable. Aren't they afraid of getting robbed?
I was amazed all the way, feeling that there were things everywhere that I had never seen before. Finally, I arrived at the guesthouse.
Staring at the midday sun, Tieniu's face became even darker! Dazhuang's back was also soaked.
As soon as they entered the guesthouse, they saw the girl at the front desk arrogantly scolding them: "You can't enter here. Go away, go away!" Her voice was filled with disgust.
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