Chapter 103 Black Heart
The two walked forward and saw a stall selling cold noodles, pan-fried dumplings, and tofu pudding.
Logically speaking, tofu pudding is usually eaten for breakfast.
But the people nearby are all ordinary farmers. Even those who are well-off are reluctant to buy breakfast. They can only taste the breakfast that people in the town or county enjoy on weekdays during festivals.
So there are a lot of people eating pan-fried dumplings and tofu pudding here.
Long benches and long tables formed a "口" shape. The seller had a big stove burning. When the lid of the big iron pot of pan-fried dumplings was opened, the steaming hot mixed with the fragrant aroma made everyone around shocked. Without hesitation, they chose a deserted place to sit down, drink a bowl of tofu pudding and eat a plate of pan-fried dumplings.
Song Jingyun looked at them enviously and pulled Jiang Mixia to find a place to sit down.
It was almost noon, and all they had just eaten were snacks. Jiang Mixia also wanted to eat something serious, so she didn't eat lunch at noon and asked for a bowl of tofu pudding to drink.
Song Jingyun ordered two plates of steamed buns and a bowl of tofu pudding.
The prices at the farmers' fair were lower than those in the town and the county. A plate of pan-fried dumplings only had four of them, so the price for two people was only twelve cents.
The tofu pudding is filled with chopped sesame leaves and a little chili oil, which makes it taste mellow. The meat filling in the pan-fried buns is also quite large and the dough is well fermented. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and is fragrant and delicious.
Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun enjoyed their meal very much.
An old man who was estimated to be in his sixties with gray hair and beard finished the last pan-fried bun and drank the tofu pudding in the bowl. After burping, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction.
"Count the money." The old man called to the stall owner.
The sound was so deafening that even Song Jingyun, who was far away from him, couldn't help but rub his ears.
"Here it is." The stall owner was a short, plump, middle-aged man with narrowed eyes named Zhang Dabao. He wiped his hands on his apron and glanced at what the old man had eaten. "A plate of buns and a bowl of tofu pudding, a total of six coins."
"How much money?" The old man subconsciously put his hand to his ear and moved closer to Zhang Dabao.
Seeing that Zhang Dabao was obviously hard of hearing, the stall owner raised his voice and shouted, "Six cents!"
"Nine cents?" the old man asked back.
Zhang Dabao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."
When the old man saw the stall owner nodded, he took the money bag and began to count out, "One, two, three..."
"Six, seven..."
Suddenly, someone reached out his hand, stopped the old man, made the number "six" with his thumb and little finger, and shouted to the old man, "It's six coins!"
It seems that there are still many good people in this world.
Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun, who were originally preparing to stop the attack, saw that someone was quicker to act than them, so they looked at each other and then looked to the side.
When they saw that the person who stopped the old man was none other than Sun Ergou, whom they had just met, both of them were stunned.
"Madam, isn't this Sun Ergou a naughty kid? How come..." Song Jingyun was a little puzzled.
"Let's take a look first." Jiang Mixia was also a little confused.
This Sun Ergou bullied children, often snatching money or food from other children, and even stole apples, persimmons, and eggs...
His reputation is very bad, no different from the gangsters in modern society.
A person like Sun Ergou actually helps this old man?
At this moment, I really don't understand.
"Oh." The hard-of-hearing old man immediately understood and handed the money in his hand to the big insurance, "Here you go."
He also didn't forget to complain a little, "You, are you taking advantage of my poor hearing to charge me more money? I won't argue with you in front of so many people, but I will never eat at your place again!"
After saying that, he left angrily.
The old man is hard of hearing and speaks loudly. Many people eating here can hear what he says, and they are pointing and whispering.
Zhang Dabao's face suddenly looked a little bad.
Those who set up stalls and do business at the meeting travel around the villages, and it can be said that there are inextricable connections between the villages, and many people are very talkative. Once something like this happens, it is estimated that the villagers there will know about it when the next meeting comes.
Zhang Dabao was furious, and naturally took his anger out on Sun Ergou, "Where did you come from, you bastard? Get out of here and stop interfering with my business!"
There were so many people around that Sun Ergou didn't notice Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun in the corner. He just glared at Zhang Dabao and said, "Humph, you black-hearted guy."
Zhang Dabao became even angrier when he was talked back to by a child. He reached out and picked up the large wooden spoon that was used to scoop tofu pudding nearby.
Seeing this, Sun Ergou ran away in a hurry.
After running only two steps, he bumped into Sun Zhuzi who was coming towards him.
"You are here." Sun Zhuzi stood up straight. "I have been looking for you. Come on, I will take you to find your uncle."
As he said that, he dragged Sun Ergou to the pan-fried dumplings stall nearby. When he saw Zhang Dabao, he called out, "Uncle."
"Oh, it's Zhuzi." Zhang Dabao saw Sun Zhuzi and did not hesitate to scoop two buns for him, "Come, eat two buns."
"Thank you, uncle." Sun Zhuzi took it and laughed, "Uncle, you see I came here with my childhood friend, these two buns are not enough, can you give me two more?"
With four buns together, Sun Ergou could be almost half full.
"OK."
Zhang Dabao agreed readily.
Sun Zhuzi's parents' family is quite prestigious in Zhangjiazhuang. Zhang Dabao's family has to ask for help from their family for many things, so they are very polite to Sun Zhuzi at this moment.
It's just a few buns. If you can make the child happy, when the child tells the adults about it, the adults will remember his good deeds. This is much better than openly trying to please them.
Zhang Dabao boasted that he was a smart guy and had a thorough understanding of these things. He simply shoveled six buns over and said, "You two..."
"Eat slowly" was the three words Zhang Dabao swallowed down when he saw that the childhood friend next to Sun Zhuzi was neither a stranger nor the rascal who had just embarrassed him.
His face also became extremely ugly.
He even wanted to throw the bun in his hand onto Sun Ergou's face.
But when he saw Sun Zhuzi standing next to him, he finally gritted his teeth and put his raised hand down.
But I really have no place to vent my anger...
Zhang Dabao rolled his eyes, put the plate of buns on an empty table, and greeted Sun Ergou warmly, "Come, come, sit here and eat. I'll scoop you another bowl of tofu pudding."
"Thank you, uncle." Sun Zhuzi thanked him hurriedly and quickly pulled Sun Ergou to sit down. "Let me tell you, my uncle is a very kind person. You eat first. If it's not enough, I'll ask him for more."
Sun Ergou: "..."
(End of this chapter)
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