Chapter 2038 Prosperity
Chu Heng has been a little busy during this period. He has not been to the scrapyard for several days, so he did not leave after delivering the goods, and he, Han Xu, and Du San were holding them together. Smoking a cigarette, chatting and laughing, he went from the warehouse in the mouth to the stall in front.
It was past twelve o'clock at this time, and the Pigeon Market had just opened, but there were many vendors and customers. The people were longing, but unusually quiet, giving people a strange sense of prosperity.
The business of the four shops is as prosperous as ever. There are queues at the door of Cen Hao's second-hand goods shop, Du San's butcher shop, and Wan Xiaotian's grain shop.
Although Chu Heng’s cultural relics shop did not reach this level, there were people coming in and out all the time.
After he stopped and looked at it for a while, he sent Brother Du and San away. He walked into the market alone and wandered around the stalls with interest.
With Chu Heng’s current status, there aren’t many things in Pigeon Market that can impress him. He mainly just watches the excitement.
He wandered around for half a circle and met basically vendors selling second-hand goods, food, various receipts, etc., so he didn’t stop much, just in front of a stall selling game. I bought a deer leg and planned to take it back to my wife to mend it.
“Eh?”
Not long after walking around with the deer leg, Chu Heng suddenly smelled a strong fragrance that attracted him. He looked around and saw the stall area. There was a shed set up in the corner, and several young men were busy working in front of a large stove. Steam was boiling in the pot, exuding the aroma of mutton soup.
There are four Eight Immortals tables in the shed, and there are several people sitting in front of each table. They are basically customers who come to the pigeon market to buy things. In February, Sijiu City was suddenly warm and cold, and it was even below freezing at night. They were shivering. He was holding a bowl of haggis soup and slurping away it. From time to time he would take a bite of sesame sesame seed cakes, which made his face feel happy.
Chu Heng also saw an acquaintance in the shed. Cen Hao’s master, who was already in his nineties, Dou Nanfeng, Dou Laodao, was sitting at a table in the innermost place that was slightly sheltered from the wind. Half of the dishes were placed in front of him. A sheep's head, a bowl of haggis soup, and a pot of warm wine.
“Hey, this old man knows how to enjoy it.”
Looking at the old man happily chewing the sheep’s head and sipping the wine, Chu Heng couldn’t help but feel happy, and then he raised his legs Went over.
When he came forward, several young men setting up stalls immediately recognized him, and quickly put down what they were doing and came up to him.
"Master Chu!"
"Hey, sit down quickly and I'll serve you a bowl of mutton soup."
Chu Heng looked at these young men and looked at one of them vaguely. He still had some impressions, so he asked with a smile: "Are you Jiang Keba's buddies? I will remember you, Xiao Zhao, right?"
"I didn't expect you to still remember it." Xiao Zhao said in surprise. .
"What's going on with this stall? Is it owned by Jiang Keba?" Chu Heng glanced at the shed next to him again.
"No, no." Xiao Zhao hurriedly waved his hands, grinned, and explained: "We run this stall by ourselves. We guys have been idle recently and have nothing to do. It happened that our ancestors ordered boiled haggis. Tang's craftsmanship, thinking about idleness is also idleness, the brothers met and put it all together, I went to discuss it with Brother Hao and set up a stall to earn some pocket money."
"It's good." Chu Heng nodded clearly and asked casually, "How is the business?"
“It’s pretty good.” The young man next to him said cheerfully, “It’s cold now. , when I drink this, I can earn more than ten yuan a day at least, and I can’t even earn more than thirty yuan a day, which is almost as much as my monthly salary!”
“Oh, get rich! Come on, brothers, congratulations." Chu Heng was quite happy for them and bowed his head. After holding his hands, he strode inside and shouted: "Today, I will also take care of your business. Let's have a bowl of soup and two sesame cakes. Do you have any sheep's hooves?"
"Yes, yes, we will start serving you in the afternoon. Yes, it’s so mushy and delicious, it’s delicious.” Xiao Zhao replied with a smile.
"Then two more sheep's hooves."
Chu Heng waved his hand, took a few steps to sit next to Dou Laodao, and greeted with a smile: "Drink here, Taoist Priest."
< br>"Hey, Xiao Chu." The old Taoist glanced at him and smiled. Yin put down the wine glass he had just picked up: "I haven't seen you in a while. Come and drink with me. It's a blessing for you. This is Shaoxing Huang that Cen Hao has paid tribute to me for thirty years." Chu Heng rolled his eyelids when he heard this. , said angrily: "This is a blessing for you, these thirty During the Chinese New Year, Shaoxing Huang was given to me by Cen Hao. She gave me two bottles of Erguotou and a jar of rice wine. Who can have such a grandson? ”
"Really? Haha, what about you today? You need to drink more to make up for it." The old man laughed and picked up the wine bottle, turned to the young men and shouted: "Xiao Zhao, do you have any eyesight? Didn't you see that Master Chu is here? Really? Hurry up and get a wine glass.”
"Come right here." Xiao Zhao had just finished loading Chu Heng's things and hurriedly brought a tray over. In addition to the things Chu Heng asked for, there was also a plate of spicy lamb face.
Slice the cooked lamb face, add green onions, minced garlic, refined salt, sugar, soy sauce, and chili oil. Mix it with a little and it is ready to eat. It is suitable for drinking or eating.
After putting down the things, Xiao Zhao said with a smile: "There are not many things, so I can give you a sheep face. Don't dislike it."
"That's good." Chu Heng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. It was spicy and soft, with no smell of mutton at all. He nodded and said: "It's delicious!"
"You can eat it if you like. Then you and Uncle Dou have a drink, and I'll be busy first. I have something to do." Your words.”
"Go and do your business."
Chu Heng waved his hand and asked him to leave. Then he didn't touch the wine first. Instead, he picked up the bowl of pepper on the table and put the bowl of mutton soup in front of him. I poured some into it, stirred it with chopsticks, and sipped the milky white mutton soup in the bowl.
The weather was more than ten degrees below zero, and the hot lamb soup with pepper made my whole body warm.
“Huh, feel comfortable!”
He breathed a long sigh of relief and took another bite of the slightly cold sesame seed cake. Only then did Chu Heng pour himself a glass of wine and talk to Dou Laodao. Cups are replaced with cups.
The old and the young talk about the past and the present, drinking and talking happily, relaxed and comfortable.
It was like this until after two o'clock, when the two of them drank the wine that Dou Laodao brought and the pound of sweet potatoes that Xiao Zhao bought, and then they dispersed.
"Slow down, Taoist Priest."
"Don't worry, this little wine won't make me drunk."
Under Chu Heng's gaze, I was drunk. Dou Laodao walked towards his residence with three staggering steps, his beard and hair flying, his clothes fluttering, and his steps erratic, exuding a sense of unworldly freedom.
"In this whole city, I think this old man lives the most chic life." Chu Heng smiled enviously, took out five yuan from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said, "Let's go, Zhao Er, The stuff is good, work hard and I’ll come back next time.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
“Ouch!” Xiao Zhao and the other guys hurriedly caught up and stuffed the five dollars back: “My lord, aren’t you just slapping us in the face? Come to our place. If you take a bite of food, you are looking down on us. How can I charge you for it? Take it back quickly? , This is not a shameful person.”
“Tsk, it’s not easy for me to do a small business, hurry up, I don’t need these three melons and two dates.”
"We really can't take this, Mr. Chu, please keep it quickly."
After such refusal, Chu Heng really couldn't resist these guys, so he could only take back the money, and walked back with a smell of alcohol, ready to go to the cultural relics store.
(End of this chapter)