When Lu Qingyang came back again, he brought a huge bowl of tomato and egg noodles.
"The waiter in the store said that this is the biggest bowl, so it should be enough!"
“That’s enough.”
Lu Qingyang noticed that there were two teeth marks on the biscuit.
This little foodie forgets to eat wherever he goes.
But the special snacks here are indeed better than those in Baiyun Commune.
Shen Mo slurped the noodles, and everyone who came to the state-owned restaurant to eat was amazed.
"This little girl is such a big eater!"
"Such a big bowl, where did it go?"
"She's pretty."
Shen Moke ignored other people's pointing and drank up the soup in the bowl.
"I'm full, about 80% full. You can't eat too much, it's good for digestion."
Lu Qingyang laughed and cried: "Your digestive system is different from normal."
Fortunately, he had more food coupons, only enough for five or six people to eat, so he could afford it.
After eating and drinking, it was time to start working. According to the address Lao Bao gave, Bao Xiang lived ten miles away from here.
Before Kong Laoliu left, he gave Lu Qingyang a list of some old customers.
He remembered that his biggest client lived nearby.
I had already planned it before coming here, and I just happened to stop by to get some information.
So they went to look for that family on the way.
Kong Laoliu once said that this family is very reliable. Although the living conditions are different, the demand is very stable.
When he learned that Kong Laoliu was leaving, he took the initiative to ask him to contact him when he had the goods.
But after all, Lu Qingyang was still a little worried as he was unfamiliar with the place.
Shen Mo patted her chest and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm here to protect you. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll be the first one to kick him to death."
He was also afraid, afraid that this matter would not be reliable and something unexpected would happen.
"Hahaha, okay, you are my bodyguard."
"Bodyguard? What's that?" Shen Mo showed a puzzled expression.
"You protect me. You are my personal bodyguard!"
"Okay, I'll be your personal bodyguard."
When he arrived at the address, Lu Qingyang saw that the house was run-down, the Spring Festival couplets on the door had faded, and it looked like it was occupied, so he tried knocking on the door.
Just when he was about to give up, a hoarse voice came, distinguishing between male and female: "Who is it?"
"I'm here to visit Mr. Fan. Do you know he's at home?"
The old door slowly opened with a creaking sound, and Lu Qingyang felt a very Chinese-style horror feeling.
Shen Mo was terrified and walked ahead, "Come on, don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Although he relied on Chen Mo's protection, he still felt very comfortable with the way his young wife protected him.
The environment in the room was very bleak and the light was dim, until an old lady with long hair in a wheelchair appeared.
"How did you find this place? What do you want from Mr. Fan?"
"It was Kong Laoliu who asked me to come."
As soon as he said this, the old man's serious expression gradually relaxed, and he even felt relieved.
"Kong Laoliu introduced me here. Are you selling plasters?"
Lu Qingyang didn't dare to admit it for a while, he just curled the corners of his mouth implicitly.
"Don't worry, I will report you. I still need to take medicine. If I report you, I will lose more than I gain."
The old woman coughed a few times, her voice a little hoarse: "Kong Laoliu left here, and I helped him. My medicine plaster is almost used up. If you come again, I will come to find you."
"We will still buy your plasters at the original price. Did you bring the stuff with you?"
Lu Qingyang took out the medicine plaster, but he didn't know what the original price was. He only knew that it was lower than Kong Laoliu's purchase price.
"Yes, I brought thirty."
The old woman asked the person pushing the wheelchair behind her to bring some money, "Here is a total of 300 yuan, take it first!"
“…”
Lu Qingyang was silent. He thought that his reputation was already quite shady, but he did not expect that Kong Laoliu was even shadier than him, and he actually sold one sticker for ten yuan.
Ten yuan is equivalent to a month's salary for a factory worker.
"I have been in a wheelchair for many years and now I feel pain all over my body. Only by using this patch can I stop the pain."
Since this is business, he took out a few ginseng pills from his bag: "These are the pills I made with ginseng recently. I'll give you some to try."
"You are young, but you have a much better conscience than Kong Laoliu. Thank you very much."
He was really feeling guilty, the price of the plaster was only one dollar at most, he would sell it for a dollar and give her something, which would make him feel good.
"This is one month's supply. Please come back next month to deliver it."
Lu Qingyang agreed to come directly: "No problem!"
"Then I'll keep you for dinner."
After Lu Qingyang and Shen Mo said goodbye, they left.
Shen Mo still felt strange: "I didn't know how much this patch sold for before, but it's so expensive, and there are still people willing to buy it."
Lu Qingyang also turned around to look at this beautiful place, "This old lady is very secretive, her identity must be very simple."
Normally, people have to count and spend only a few dollars a month, so these three hundred dollars won’t even blink an eye.
"However, it is really easy to make money, but it's a pity that we can only do it secretly." Shen Mo said regretfully.
"We will definitely see changes to the policy in the future."
The two of them discussed all the way until they arrived at the production team where Zhang Laowu's family lived.
After finding out about the situation here, the two discussed a plan.
It was just dinner time, and Lu Qingyang decided to use the most efficient method, which was to take the medicine directly.
This task was naturally assigned to the agile Shen Mo, while he attracted the attention of their family at the gate.
Seeing that Shen Moxiao had gone to the back door, Lu Qingyang went forward and knocked on the door.
Hearing the hurried knock on the door, Zhang Laowu asked impatiently, "Who is it?"
As soon as he opened the door, he found a strange young man standing outside. He was quite handsome. As far as he could remember, he didn't seem to have met anyone like him before.
"Who are you looking for?"
Lu Qingyang asked with a smile: "Excuse me, is this Lao Zhang's house?"
Zhang Laowu raised his eyebrows and said, "Yeah, I haven't seen you in the team before. You look quite unfamiliar. What do you want from me?"
"It's like this, I'm a distant relative of yours, and it took me a long time to find the address."
Zhang Laowu was skeptical, but he turned around and called out to his mother who was watching his wife cooking, "Mom, come here. There are relatives here. Do you recognize them?"
A sharp voice came from the room: "What distant relative? You must be here to ask for money. See you later!"
Lu Qingyang only explained: "As for begging, it's just that my family members have passed away, and now I'm sick again, and I want to find a relative who is still in this world."
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