Chapter 6: Several Bowls of Noodles
Liu Sheng stepped out of the gate of the Weaving Courtyard, his face shining in the inky night sky, and only a few lanterns swaying in the breeze.
The street was silent, and she found the noodle stall that was still open in a narrow alley near the Zhiwei Yard.
At this time, the cafeteria of the Weaving Institute had already finished its work, so Liu Sheng and other colleagues from the Weaving Institute often came here to have a bowl of hot noodles when they were working overtime to solve the problem of food and clothing.
The stall is not big, but clean and tidy, with three tables.
Under an oil lamp, the stall owner, who is over fifty years old and has gray hair, is skillfully kneading the noodles. The pork bone broth is steaming in a large pot nearby, exuding a mouth-watering aroma.
Liu Sheng sat down and ordered a bowl of noodles.
Not long after, a steaming bowl of noodles was placed in front of her. The noodles were smooth and oily, and they were clearly kneaded with care. Looking at the thick, white and mellow soup base, she didn’t know how long it would take to cook them. How long has it been, the fragrance is overflowing.
A few slices of green vegetables and some finely shredded pork were spread on the surface. A layer of red spicy oil floated on it. Liu Sheng picked up the chopsticks and stirred gently. The spicy oil mixed with the soup. After fusion, the spicy aroma suddenly hits your nose, which greatly increases your appetite.
She took a sip of the soup. The fragrance was slightly spicy, just right. Then she added a chopstick of noodles, mixed with vegetables and shredded pork. The elasticity of the noodles, the freshness of the vegetables, and the fresh fragrance of the shredded pork. The perfect combination with the spiciness of chili oil not only satisfies the taste but also stimulates the taste buds, making people unable to resist eating bowl after bowl.
In fact, Liu Sheng did eat bowl after bowl of noodles. He finished six large bowls of noodles before wiping his mouth and stopping.
After burping, the emptiness in Liu Sheng's mind seemed to lighten a lot, and the previous fatigue and irritability seemed to be swept away with the stimulation of spicy food.
"Shengsheng! Why do you eat so much!" A clear and sweet voice came from behind, very familiar.
Liu Sheng turned around and saw her friend Wang Dongdong, who was also a colleague of the Weaving Institute, wearing the patrol department’s standard dark blue robe and two thick braids, standing at the edge of the light. , eyes wide open, full of surprise.
Beside her stood another colleague who also belonged to the Patrol Division. Liu Sheng was a little blind to these sturdy men. He probably remembered his name was Liao Shapeng. Anyway, he looked the same as tonight. The person who gave her the new strange thing must not be the same person.
Liu Sheng usually doesn't like to socialize with others. She spends the whole day stuck in the warehouse, and her meetings with colleagues from the Inspection and Patrol Department are limited to handing over strange objects. Does she have a good relationship with Wang Dongdong because they entered the Lixian Weaving Institute in the same batch? , they are usually in their 20s or 80s, and they went through the rookie training together, and were later assigned to live in the same dormitory. However, the work types were different, and the working hours were different. We often didn't meet each other, but the relationship was still good.
At this moment, it is obvious that they have just come off duty and come here for a late night snack.
Wang Dongdong sat directly opposite Liu Sheng very comfortably and ordered a bowl of spicy egg noodles from the stall. Her hometown is in the southwest, and she enjoys spicy food.
Liao Hepeng nodded politely to Liu Sheng, and consciously and silently chose the table next to him.
Liu Sheng coughed lightly and stiffly and silently moved the six glaring bowls on the table slightly away, trying to pretend that he didn't eat them by himself.
"Shengsheng, stop hiding, we have all seen you eat six bowls!"
Liu Sheng's face turned red, and Wang Dongdong seemed not to notice, pouting her mouth and sighing: "But Don't talk about you, even my appetite has doubled after being so busy. Only delicious food can comfort my tired body." She patted her fat belly, "Zhang Yuanzheng is also a little crazy, and he will start as soon as the assessment period comes. In order to increase the amount of investigation, we have to go to all cases, and we take more than 10,000 steps in a day."
Ahem, Liao Hepeng was taking a sip of the food that the stall owner had just prepared. When Wang Dongdong heard Wang Dongdong's bold speech, he was so frightened that he almost choked.
“Why, can’t you say it!” Wang Dongdong became indignant, “Look what we did today. We spent three hours running to the East Village because Aunt Guo said that her son might have been tricked. She was always covered in hair, and her clothes always had a lot of hair on her body. Sometimes there were bruises and scratches on her body. It turned out that her son was looking for other people's raccoon slaves everywhere, quietly stroking them and sucking them. What’s wrong with someone’s behavior of pinching someone’s child’s face? The owner of the raccoon slave is a bit more ruthless. He didn’t kick him out of the house when he saw this situation. Shengsheng, don’t you think this is something you brought on yourself?”
Liu Sheng was shocked from ear to ear when she heard such a heartless act for the first time. Aunt Guo's son should be called a "cat slave" in the dream world. Thinking of "Liu Sheng" in the dream, I have seen a lot of short videos of people laughing wildly while holding soft and boneless kittens under their bodies and sucking them wildly. The perverted laughter is like a magical sound in my ears, and I can’t help but shudder when I think about it.
"As a result, I was late for dinner when I got back... and I was sent to the west of the city to investigate the case of strange noises in the middle of the night. It was said that at midnight, there was a loud roaring noise from Master Butcher Wang's house deep in the alley, which sounded like a pig squealing and a ghost roaring. The surrounding residents They all couldn't bear it, but Master Wang couldn't hear it. Everyone said that the pig he had killed turned into a monster and asked for his life."
Wang Dongdong mumbled her spicy egg noodles. : "We stayed late at night to investigate the case, trying to hear what kind of noise it was. But what did you say? It turned out to be Master Wang's snoring! As soon as he fell asleep, his nose became blocked, and he snored loudly." "One day. We’re really going to starve to death!”
Liao Shaopeng next to him also had a wry smile, but he wasn’t like Wang Dongdong, who came from a well-known family in Xichuan. , Lai Li County Weaving Institute only practiced at the grassroots level for two years before he would find other ways out, so he naturally spoke openly. He still had to work diligently to support his family, and he could only hold back any distress he had.
Liu Sheng was speechless: "Does the county government not care about these things?"
"Why don't you care? We met Lao Qin and his apprentice twice today. Lao Qin also scolded us for being nosy with dogs and mice." Wang Dongdong was also helpless. Lao Qin was an old policeman in Li County, and he was seventy-eight years old. She was still struggling on the front line at the age of 18. From the perspective of respecting her elders, she did not dare to speak back, and from the perspective of facts and results, she was even more unable to speak back. For the first time, she was choked to silence for her outspoken words.
According to the practice of the Tang Dynasty, the local government usually sends out detectives to investigate the case first. If the case cannot be solved by common sense, the inspection department of the Weaving Institute will be notified. Of course, if something is obviously caused by something strange, the inspection department will be notified. , the patrol department will be dispatched directly, and the county government will assist.
As a result, Zhang Yuanzheng took on all kinds of work in order to accumulate data. He did not follow the regulations, which naturally caused his subordinates to lose their legs and was looked down upon.
"Speaking of which, Shengsheng, didn't you accompany Lao Zhang to receive the Chief Inspector today? Did the Chief Inspector say that Lao Zhang was messing around and wasting resources?"
Liu Sheng also knew Wang Dongdong. He just loves gossip, but actually has no scheming. He shook his head and said calmly: "No, the inspector only came for a long time, and rushed to another county after noon. What he saw and heard was limited."
"There is no way. The five inspectors sent by the superiors have to visit hundreds of local weaving institutes in the past three months. The time is also very tight. Just take a basic look and add the paperwork that is handed in on weekdays." Liao Sopeng Someone couldn't help but interjected.
Wang Dongdong pouted and said: "Lao Zhang knew this, and he asked Shengsheng to write this article and that article every day. I see that among our more than 300 weaving institutes, the one with the largest number of reports and claims of credit and bragging is It’s us.”
“If it weren’t for this, according to the situation where we are deeply favored by the Supreme God, there won’t be many strange things in a year. , Sheng Sheng, this warehouse manager is a perfect idle job for old age, why does he need to work overtime all day long? "
Liu Sheng said angrily: "Dongdong, please stop saying a few words. , look at Liao..."
"...Liao Chengpeng." Liao Shepeng added silently when he saw that Liu Sheng obviously didn't remember his name.
"Oh, you see, Liao Chengpeng can't even eat. He can't sit still."
Liao Chengpeng glanced at Liu Sheng gratefully. He really didn't want to hear so much. He just wanted to be a quiet worker. .
"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. However," Wang Dongdong changed his subject, "My family members said that this inspection by the inspector was not all for evaluation. It seemed that he was also doing it for the imperial court. The task of talent, it is said that there will be some kind of national plan next, maybe Shengsheng, you are right to listen to Lao Zhang, if he is willing to put in a few nice words..."
Even Liao Chengpeng couldn't help it. Open your ears and listen carefully. Wang Dongdong's family background is unusual. There are many officials of fifth rank and above from the Xichuan Wang family in the past dynasties. To put it simply, there is someone in the court. The information given by her family is basically true.
But then he quickly stopped thinking. Although he was still a monk after all, at the age of thirty-five, he was still stuck at the second level of the first realm. After ten years of making no progress, it can be said that he was basically cut off from further progress. possibility, and his usual work performance is not necessarily very good. He is a bit transparent in Zhang Yuanzheng's eyes. No wonder Liu Shenglao can't remember him. He is not like Wang Dongdong who has already entered the fifth level of the first level at the age of eighteen. Even if his talent is not noticed by the inspector, he may still be able to take the scientific examination and enter the National Academy of Sciences next year; nor is he like Liu Sheng who is highly valued by his superiors. , most of the documents in the hospital were written by her.
Liao Chengpeng didn't know that Liu Sheng's article was adopted by "Theory of Cultivation". If he knew, he would be even more sad.
Of course, after hearing the news, Liao Chengpeng was not the only one whose thoughts went from lively to dead. Liu Sheng couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. No wonder the inspector paid more attention to a little person like her.
Liu Sheng couldn't help but look up at the clear face of the Supreme God in the sky who was compassionate towards the world, and said secretly: "God, God, you care for all things, why don't you care for me?"
Year of the Dragon Auspicious (*^▽^*)
One more chapter on the first day of the new year
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