1983 Small Island, Starting From a Large Farmer

Just a few meters away from the pier, Li Duoyu smelled the familiar smell of fine powder. The owner of the street stall shouted: "Laohua, laohua."

 But the hygiene at this time was indeed very poor. Since it was very close to the pier, there were one or two flies eating on the plates that the boss used to cover the pork liver, pork loin, large intestines and small intestines.

 There are too many flies.

 The boss waved his hand to drive away the flies, and then continued to cook for everyone.

At the drain not far from the stall, there were several big fat rats, eating all kinds of leftovers.

 There are a lot of wild cats here at the pier, but the food for the cats is also good. They would rather eat those bad fish than go to the trouble of catching big mice.

 So both cats and mice live very nourishing lives under the support of this pier.

 The customers who come and go are accustomed to it, and they do not feel particularly dirty about the flies on the stalls or the mice nearby. Instead, they think this is a normal phenomenon.

Li Duoyu wanted to kill him, so he dealt with it casually, but he saw a big female fly with a green and gold **** stealing food.

 After looking at it twice more, I gave up and decided to take two more steps forward to see if the stall was a little cleaner.

Li Duoyu walked a few steps along the riverside, and unexpectedly heard the familiar sound of bowl knocking.

I followed the sound and saw a bicycle selling fish **** not far away.

While riding a bicycle, the old man could hit the bowl with chopsticks and shouted: "Fishballs, delicious fishballs, fish slippery, fish slippery made from sharks."

Although the fish **** and fish paste made by Aniang are more authentic and more fragrant, sometimes Li Duoyu can't resist this kind of street snack. He can't explain the reason. Anyway, he just likes to eat it.

Li Duoyu seemed to be like this in his previous life. His daughter-in-law would prepare a large table of sumptuous dishes whenever she had a whim.

He doesn't like it, and prefers to eat at the cheap fast food restaurant downstairs. But every time after eating, his son will say that fast food is unhealthy because it uses gutter oil, and eating too much can lead to high blood pressure and so on.

Just when Li Duoyu was about to step forward, a group of primary school students rushed out carrying schoolbags, wearing white shirts, black trousers, and very bright red scarves around their necks.

 A primary school student stopped and shouted: "I want five fish balls."

The uncle smiled and said: "Five fish **** are 2 cents, and ten fish **** are 3 cents. Which one do you want?"

The child struggled for a while and finally said: "Then let's have ten. But I can't eat ten by myself. You can give me two bowls and I will eat with my classmates."

"Okay, no problem." The uncle continued, "But you have to eat here, you can't go far."

"OK."

Li Duoyu looked at the two children. In this era, primary school students who can spend 30 cents to buy fish **** must have good family conditions.

But it’s right to think about it. After all, this is Rongcheng Wharf, with Zhongting Street in front of it. It is also considered a relatively wealthy place in Rongcheng at the moment.

After the uncle gave the children two bowls of fish balls, Li Duoyu came up and asked, "How do you sell fish sliders? What kind of fish meat are they made of?"

After hearing the voice, the uncle suddenly raised his head: "I thought the voice sounded familiar. I haven't seen you for a long time."

Li Duoyu smiled and said: "I have been very busy recently, so I rarely come to Rongcheng."

What Li Duoyu didn't expect was that the uncle suddenly sighed: "It's good to be busy. Young people should be busier. The busier they are these days, the more money they make. It's not like the one in my family who was laid off from work. He has been staying at home, and he still needs me to support him at such an old age.”

Li Duoyu was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be stupid and said: "Isn't the company an iron rice bowl?"

The uncle sighed: "Any **** iron rice bowl is all a lie. Once the factory is sold and the owner is replaced, you can open it as long as you want."

I had the impression that the wave of layoffs only started in the 1990s, but I didn’t expect that people are starting to be laid off so soon?

 But for those who have experienced it, this is not a bad thing. It may be an opportunity. This wave of layoffs will promote entrepreneurship. As long as you are not lying at home, you may have better development.

Thinking about it now, a certain leader is really courageous. If it weren’t for him to break things first and then build things up, there probably wouldn’t be any companies that would flourish in the future.

"My fish slider is good. It's made from shark meat from your beach. It's very chewy and chewy. It's a little more expensive than fish balls. A big bowl costs 40 cents. But you haven't been here for so long. I I’ll just charge you three cents.”

 “Then thank you boss.”

“Don’t call me boss, I can’t bear it. Just call me Lao Wang.”

After finishing a bowl of fish paste, the uncle asked: "Do you want the same as last time, chopped green onion, pepper, and pickled bamboo shoots?"

Li Duoyu nodded: "That's for sure. If you don't add pepper and sour bamboo shoots to eat fish slippery, it won't have the same flavor."

“You rarely come here, but you are really good at eating.” The uncle agreed: “If you add some sour bamboo shoots to the fish sliders, it will taste very good and it can also cover up the fishy smell of the fish.”

The uncle put a few slices of pickled bamboo shoots into the soup, and then handed a large bowl of fish paste to Li Duoyu.

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Li Duoyu took a bite of the fish slipper, and then took a sip of the soup. Yes, it tasted like this.

 Sometimes, Li Duoyu also feels that many things are not so delicious, but that they have that ancient flavor.

 This is an indescribable taste. For overseas Chinese, this is the taste of hometown.

 But for Li Duoyu, it is more of a yearning for the past.

 But during the chat, Li Duoyu was surprised to find that Lao Wang's son had previously worked at Rongcheng Aquatic Products United Distribution Company, and even knew An Yuliang and Xiao Lin.

 But after being acquired by Chen Yuan Yuan, his son simply asked him to pack up and get out because he didn't do his job well.

Li Duoyu didn’t want the uncle to know that he was a helper, otherwise he might secretly add ingredients to the bowl next time he came.

　　After Li Duoyu had eaten and drank enough, he returned the big bowl to the uncle, and then paid him fifty cents.

The uncle wanted to ask him for two cents, but Li Duoyu had already turned around and walked away, waving his hand at him: "You have a big quantity. If you don't sell it for fifty cents, you won't make any money."

The uncle sighed:

 “I have no intention of making money from you.”

Li Duoyu took two more steps forward, and by some strange coincidence, he arrived near the home of the little girl who had caught the crickets to sell.

I never thought that the old dilapidated wooden house had been renovated, and the first floor had been turned into a shop with the words "dry goods store" written on it. Although the shop was small, it sold a lot of things.

In a corner of the store, a child and a child were surrounding a large wooden basin, as if they were cleaning something, and the three children had not yet taken off the red scarves around their necks. He should have gone home to help with the work as soon as school was over, but within a few seconds, a child kept blowing his fingers and cursed: "Damn crab, you caught me again, it's bleeding."

A little girl hummed: "If you want to be lazy, just tell me, it will bleed wherever the cricket bites."

 Seeing this scene, Li Duoyu couldn't help but smile.

These children are now much more neatly dressed and have gained weight visibly. It seems that their lives are getting better.

Li Duoyu also didn’t expect that their family would turn around so quickly. The last time they saw her, they were still setting up a stall at the pier selling cockroach sauce and tofu pudding.

It must have been less than half a year, and he has already opened a store by himself, but it’s right to think about it, he heard people say it before.

They used to have a good family, but they suffered because of their poor background and lost their backbone. In addition, Jian Lan suffered from tuberculosis two years ago, so they had no choice but to let their children catch crickets to make money.

Now it seems that Fan Shuyao's mother is also very business-savvy. Seeing that they are living so well now, Li Duoyu doesn't intend to disturb them.

Li Duoyu planned to run away before they noticed him, but as soon as he turned around, he met two unexpected old acquaintances here.

Xiao Lin blinked and said in surprise: "Director Li, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here. I feel like you have become handsome again."

Li Duoyu was also surprised to see these two old acquaintances who hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. He didn't expect that in just half a year, the two of them had changed quite a lot.

Xiao Lin lost a lot of weight and became dark and thin, while Manager An's original big belly seemed to have been reduced by half.

Li Duoyu remembers that after Rongcheng United Distribution Company was acquired, Manager An and Xiao Lin did not choose to stay.

The last time I chatted with Manager An, I learned that they planned to go out for a trip: "Manager An, Comrade Xiaolin, didn't you go to other provinces and you came back so soon?"

An Yuliang glanced at Xiao Lin and said with disgust: "It's a burden. Even if I can't drive, I have no chance of being a princess. I also have princess disease. In less than half a year since I went out, this guy had diarrhea for a month in total, and then Stayed in the hospital for half a month”

Xiao Lin said aggrievedly: "I didn't want to either, but they always have chili peppers, and boiling water in their pots is spicy. I can't eat spicy food, so my overall performance is pretty good."

An Yuliang said disgustedly: "What a fart. Half a year's medical expenses cost me two hundred and eighty dollars. You are calling this a good performance."

“Who knew, there are parasites in that fish and I don’t want to be hospitalized.”

Li Duoyu didn't expect that they would lose weight like this. Seeing the master and disciple fighting each other, Li Duoyu thought it was quite interesting.

"Manager An, long time no see, how about..." Just when Li Duoyu was planning to find a place to get together and chat with Manager An and the others.

A woman came out of the dry goods store behind her. When she saw them, she said enthusiastically: "Hey, Manager An, when did you arrive, Manager Lin? I'm getting cricket eggs for you."

But when she saw Li Duoyu, her face was even more surprised: "Director Li, why are you here? Come sit inside and I'll make you some tea."

 The person who said this was none other than Fan Shuyao's mother, Jian Lan. Today she was still wearing plain clothes and a long ponytail.

 For some reason, Li Duoyu felt particularly comfortable every time he saw this woman, and he didn't know how to describe it.

 The feeling can be summed up in one word: Su.

 But during the greeting process just now, Li Duoyu discovered that she actually called him Director Li.

Li Duoyu remembered that she had never reported her family name. If she called herself Director Li, she must have known her identity.

Li Duoyu glanced at the counter inside the store. Sure enough, there was a stack of thick newspapers there, which should be used to pack dry goods.

In Rongcheng, as long as you often read newspapers, it is normal to know him. After all, every time Li Duoyu submits a newspaper, it is almost always the first two pages, and most of them include pictures.

The children who were still washing the crickets saw Li Duoyu and immediately ran out and said hello: "Hello, Uncle Li."

Li Duoyu smiled knowingly and said, "Hello, Di Lei, I feel like you've grown up a lot."

Hearing the word "land mine", Fan Shuyao puffed up his mouth in grievance and pinched the corners of his clothes: "Uncle Li, can you please stop calling me land mine and just call me Xiaoyao."

Li Duoyu touched her head: "Then I'll call you Xiaoyao next time."

At this moment, Jian Lan said to several children: "You take the crabs outside and wash them, and I will make tea for these uncles."

 “Okay, Aniang.”

When Fan Shuyao passed by Li Duoyu, he grinned and said, "Uncle, these cricket eggs are super delicious. I'll steam some for you later."



　　　They were squatting on the ground just now just to brush the eggs of this cricket.

However, after his reminder, Li Duoyu remembered that now is the time when most crabs are holding eggs. In more than a month, blue crab fry can be caught again.

Li Duoyu smiled and said, "Is it Li Yunzi?"

Fan Shuyao scratched his head, his eyes widened: "What is Li Yunzi?"

An Yuliang said with a smile: "Li Yunzi is the elegant name for cricket eggs, which is how they are called in Guangdong. Director Li is really well-informed. If I hadn't gone out for a walk, I really wouldn't have known about this thing in their country." It’s quite expensive there.”

Li Duoyu smiled: "When I was young, I liked to run around everywhere."

An Yuliang said: "You are only a few years old, but you act like you are very old. Maybe you are not as old as Xiao Lin."

Li Duoyu smiled awkwardly. His real age is indeed very old. Sometimes when he talks, he especially likes to think about those years.

 But Xiao Lin on the side was not focused at all on why Li Duoyu knew the name Li Yunzi.

What surprised him even more was how Li Duoyu knew Widow Chen and how he was so familiar with her children.

 They won’t be related, right?

Xiao Lin frowned when he thought of this. He always felt that this Li Duoyu woman seemed to be very well-connected.

To put it aside, as soon as he left Rongcheng United Distribution Company, there were already rumors that Li Duoyu was having an affair with that Chen Yuanyu.

 He really knew this Widow Jian. Although he was dying of curiosity, Xiao Lin was too embarrassed to ask.

This time they came to this widow because the crab sauce she made tastes very good and the response was very good. They planned to cooperate with her on a brand.

Of course, he also has his own little thoughts. After all, who doesn’t love a beautiful woman, let alone a widow. (End of chapter)