Chapter 28 Noodles in Soup
Zhang Jinlan put the copper plate into the money bag and weighed it. It was very heavy.
She happily put away her money bag, put on the bamboo basket, and left with her granddaughter.
There are three alleys in this street.
One is the busy morning lane where eggs are sold just now, there is also Wanliang Lane where many people are carrying grain bags as odd jobs, and there is Wugu Lane at the very end of the street.
Zhang Jinlan doesn't go to any alleys.
She led Jiang Fubao back to the six-way intersection.
Choose a food street.
The name suggests.
Hundreds of foods.
Hundreds of food.
This place is like the negative first floor and sixth floor of a modern shopping mall.
It specializes in selling all kinds of snacks, as well as restaurants and wine shops.
As soon as you step into this street.
Jiang Fubao smelled a lot of fragrance at the tip of his nose.
Some sell steamed buns, pastries and preserved fruits, while others sell rice cakes, pancakes and wontons.
Everything you need.
The aroma of various foods mixed together.
Go straight into Jiang Fubao's nose.
Her stomach growled.
"Grandma, what should we eat?" Jiang Fubao was hungry.
"Silly child, didn't grandma tell us to eat oily noodle soup? We're almost there. That oily noodle soup restaurant has been around for more than ten years. Your dad loved it when he was a kid. So many years have passed. The last time he ate it was three years ago. I don't know if the taste has changed."
Zhang Jinlan's voice was no longer as high-pitched as when she was selling eggs.
She spoke to Jiang Fubao in a soft voice.
His eyes were still gurgling and looking around.
There are many people on the street.
She has to keep an eye on her granddaughter.
Otherwise you might be kidnapped by human traffickers.
Walked less than a hundred meters.
Jiang Fubao saw the stall.
The stall owner used a wooden pole to prop up a piece of cloth to block the sun. There were three tables under the cloth, each of which could seat four people.
There is also a wooden sign the size of a mobile phone hanging outside the stall.
It says "Oil Soup Noodles".
It's past lunch time and the three tables are all empty.
Zhang Jinlan picked a table at random and sat down with her granddaughter. She took the bamboo basket off her back and placed it on the table. She called to the stall owner, "Old grandson, give me a bowl of noodles and a pair of bowls and chopsticks. I will eat with my granddaughter."
He seemed to be very familiar with the stall owner.
"Okay, big sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your granddaughter is so big now? She is like a lucky doll. She will grow up to be a beauty. When she grows up, she will marry into a rich family and you will enjoy happiness."
The old grandson raised his voice in agreement.
Even though I hadn't seen Zhang Jinlan for three years, I recognized her at the first sight, which shows how often she came here before.
At the side, Jiang Fubao held his head high as he was praised by the stall owner.
She was extremely proud.
The original owner was indeed cute, and had all the good qualities of her parents.
Her big eyes and chin look like Zhang Yanzi.
She has a small, straight nose, a chubby mouth and fair skin, just like Jiang Siyin.
Even if you grow up and become disabled, you won't be that ugly.
Unless she becomes as fat as a ball and becomes a fat woman weighing about 200 pounds.
"Yeah, I haven't been here for several years. How's business going?"
"It's not as good as before. You know, the situation is bad. Food prices have risen. Oh, and my noodles have also risen to three cents a bowl. But since you're an acquaintance, I'll give you more noodles."
I saw grandma chatting with the stall owner.
Jiang Fubao sat quietly on the bench and watched the stall owner's wife cook noodles.
The noodles seemed to have been rolled out in advance.
I waited for about five or six minutes.
A large bowl of noodles in oily soup was brought to the table.
The portion size was generous.
The large bowl was about the same size as the soup bowl she used to serve soup.
"Here, I'll give you the bowl and chopsticks, and eat your fill~" The grandson brought a clean small bowl and chopsticks.
Put it in front of Jiang Fubao.
Gently pinched her cheek.
Said with a smile.
"Thank you, Grandpa Sun." The stall owner is about the same age as grandma.
Grandma called him old grandson.
His last name should be Sun.
Jiang Fubao called him Grandpa Grandpa.
"This child is only three years old, right? How come she is so smart? She even knows my last name is Sun. Sister, you have taught her very well. Your granddaughter will definitely have a bright future."
"Haha, my Fubao has always been like this. She has been well-behaved and smart since she was a child. Let me tell you, my granddaughter is very lucky. On the day she was born, a lot of auspicious clouds floated over my house, so I named her Fubao. Now, my granddaughter can pick up bird eggs whenever she goes out. They are quail eggs and pigeon eggs, you know? They are very valuable, right? My granddaughter picked up a lot of them, and others can't pick up even one."
There is one rule that all old people cannot escape.
In front of outsiders.
They always show off their children and grandchildren in various ways.
The same is true for Zhang Jinlan.
The old man, who has been selling soup noodles for more than 20 years, could naturally follow up on the conversation.
You praise each other and I praise you.
Jiang Fubao's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
"Grandma, please eat your noodles quickly." She interrupted quickly.
Trying to make grandma shut up.
If you keep exaggerating, she'll swell up.
"Okay, okay, grandma will eat right away. Old grandson, I'll give you the money. Three copper coins are not a penny less. Please count them."
Zhang Jinlan took out three coins from her purse.
Give it to your grandson.
Just three copper plates.
One look and you'll see.
There's no need to count.
Others will be speechless.
But who is the grandson?
The small business of more than 20 years was not run in vain.
He took the copper plate happily.
"Okay, no need to count, there will be no shortage of money. How can I not know who you are? It won't be too late to give it to you after you finish eating. We have known each other for so long, we are all family, I trust you."
After saying this, the other person feels comfortable.
Jiang Fubao saw it all.
No wonder this guy’s noodle stall has been able to survive for so many years.
The ability lies in how you deal with people.
"Eat quickly, and then we'll go for a walk." Zhang Jinlan said, then picked up the chopsticks and took a deep sip of the noodles.
One old and one young.
No big appetite.
It's just right to share a bowl of noodles.
“Is it delicious?”
"It's delicious. Grandma's cooking is also delicious." Grandma asked her.
Jiang Fubao replied without raising his head while eating.
She was starving.
I only drank water along the way.
She didn't take a single bite of the cake.
My little belly is empty.
"Then grandma will buy you half a pound of meat later, and we'll have shredded pork noodles tonight." Zhang Jinlan smiled gently, without any trace of the fierce look she had yesterday when she was cursing at people on the bridge.
"Okay~" Jiang Fubao responded softly.
The grandfather and grandson finished the noodles quickly.
"Grandma, wipe your mouth." Pork fat was added to the oily soup.
After eating the noodles, my mouth is greasy.
There are no napkins here.
Jiang Fubao could only ask his grandmother for help.
Zhang Jinlan quickly took off a handkerchief from her waist.
Help your granddaughter wipe the grease stains from her mouth.
The veil is not made of silk.
Still linen.
It turned white after washing.
My mouth felt hot after wiping it, just like using a modern bath towel.
Jiang Fubao stuck out his tongue and licked his lips several times before the pain was relieved.
"Grandma, let's go." She couldn't wait to go shopping.
"Okay, wait for grandma to carry the bamboo basket."
A quarter of an hour later.
The grandfather and grandson walked slowly on the street.