80s Taoism

"Cough, two bowls of dumplings." Zhang Manyin still sat down helplessly. Prices are rising rapidly. Last year, a bowl of dumplings cost 20 cents a bowl, but this year it costs 30 cents a bowl. Farmers earn less than 30 cents a day on average for every money-making channel. Zhang Manyin was really reluctant to eat six cents all at once. Originally, I planned to buy two buns for the beggar, 10 cents each, only 20 cents. It's not that Zhang Manyin is reluctant, it's really hard to earn money. Today I spent dozens of dollars to buy seeds, and then I have to buy chemical fertilizers and pesticides. These things are extremely expensive. I did the math with my wife last night, and the fertilizer money for this year is still a little short. When are you going to catch a few chickens and sell them on the street.

There are not many people who come to the street to buy things and are willing to eat dumplings in restaurants. The same kid who came to the street to buy things with an adult kept his eyes on Zhang Jiaohua, but was pulled tightly by the adult, and walked away step by step.

The owner of the dumpling restaurant quickly brought over two bowls of dumplings. The dumplings were counted one by one, and there were twelve in total. Zhang Manyin scooped two from the bowl and put them into Zhang Jiaohua's bowl. When Zhang Jiaohua looked at him strangely, he muttered, "I don't have a good appetite today. The leftovers will be wasted."

Zhang Jiaohua didn't think too much about the truth of Zhang Manyin's words. Anyway, his appetite is very big now, not to mention eating two more bowls, even adding two bowls together may not be able to completely fill his stomach.

Zhang Manyin may still be recalling the last time he ate dumplings on the street. After much deliberation, the two brothers, Lian and Youping, were never willing to eat dumplings once when they came to the street. At that time, my family was even poorer and couldn't even eat enough to eat. How could I be willing to eat dumplings on the street.

The dumplings are filled with meat, and there are more chopped green onions than meat, but the chopped green onions are very fragrant. The dumpling soup uses the bone broth stewed from big bones. Slightly creamy in color. There was a little oil in the soup. It tastes really good.

Zhang Jiaohua ate a bowl of hot dumplings with soup in two or three mouthfuls, and sat aside to wait after eating.

At this time, three young guys who were a bit oily and rarely funny walked into the dumpling restaurant. All three of them have curly hair, which is the standard hairstyle for bums these days. All three seem to have problems with their feet. All limping. In fact, these three people have some intersections with Zhang Jiaohua. But Zhang Jiaohua was not able to see a few of them last time. They were just the three bums who secretly wanted the first wine called Hua's house in their thirties.

"Boss, here are three bowls of dumplings." Sun Dinggui was the least slanderous of the three, and as soon as he walked into the dumpling restaurant and sat down, he slapped the table hard.

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon." The owner of the dumpling restaurant showed a bitter expression. When these three plague gods came, they might lose their money, not to mention running away from business. However, this kind of head-carrying person cannot afford to be offended. The owner of the dumpling restaurant can only deal with it carefully.

Zhang Manyin glanced at the three people, and quickly whispered to Zhang Jiaohua, "Don't look at these people."

Zhang Jiaohua nodded.

Zhang Manyin hastened to eat the dumplings quickly.

Jin Hu and the others have been following them since the three bastards entered the dumpling restaurant.

"Brother Gui, did you feel a cold wind when you came in?" Li Fading shivered suddenly.

"Maybe this house is more cloudy." Yuan Renqiang also felt a chill coming over him.

Sun Dinggui smiled and said, "You two are not good at all. What is cold? Why didn't I feel it?"

Li Dinggui became interested when he saw two poles standing beside Zhang Jiaohua's table.

Sun Dinggui walked over and prepared to hook the pole down with his feet, and if the pole fell down, it might hit Zhang Jiaohua or Zhang Manyin.

But to his surprise, he hooked it lightly, and the pole didn't fall down, it didn't move, but he overturned himself. Originally, his legs and feet were somewhat inconvenient, but such an accident happened suddenly, and he directly put himself into an ugly posture.

Sun Dinggui fell badly and sat on the ground in a daze.

Li Fading and Yuan Renqiang hurried over to help Li Dinggui up, "Brother Gui, did you trip over this mud leg?"

Sun Dinggui didn't understand what was going on at all, but he still nodded, "They must have tripped me up."

"Okay, you guys dare to play tricks on Brother Gui. We can't let this matter go away today!" Yuan Renqiang grabbed the pole, who knew that the pole was out of control when it was in his hand, and the pole was raised high, drawing an arc in the air, and then with a bang, it directly hit Li Fading's head next to him. Li Fa was hit hard on the head suddenly, and immediately fell straight on the ground.

Yuan Renqiang was frightened half to death, and wanted to throw away the shoulder pole, but who knew that the pole was out of his control at all, and the imperial court slapped Sun Dinggui, who was still rubbing his buttocks, on the head. Sun Dinggui looked at Yuan Renqiang suspiciously, and also fell headlong, but fortunately, there was Li Fa on the back, and he was not injured again.

Yuan Rengui seemed to have seen a ghost, he finally threw off the pole in his hand, but the pole flew to the roof, and after bouncing on the roof, it landed on the top of his head accurately.

bang!

Yuan Rengui also lay upright on the bodies of Sun Dinggui and Li Fading.

Zhang Manyin stared dumbfounded at what happened. The owner of the dumpling restaurant stood there with a bowl of dumplings in his hand.

Zhang Jiaohua giggled when he saw it, only he knew that all of this was caused by Jin Hu and the others. But these people really deserve it.

Zhang Manyin hurriedly counted 60 cents from his pocket, picked up the pole, picked up the things, pulled Zhang Jiaohua and ran outside in a hurry.

"Let's go. Go." Zhang Manyin was a little flustered. Although it had nothing to do with him, how could he explain clearly when this kind of thing got stuck?

"I still have to go to Grandpa Luo's house." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Don't go today. Just in case..." Zhang Manyin was a little worried.

"It's okay. They killed themselves, and it's none of our business. Uncle Rob is still the police at the police station. If these bad guys dare to go, Uncle Rob will be arrested and put in jail." Zhang Jiaohua was not worried. If these three guys dare to come, Jin Hu and the others will deal with them.

The two walked quickly, while walking, Zhang Manyin would look back from time to time to see if those guys had caught up.

When he walked near Luo Yongming's house, Lao Xiao's fried dough sticks stand exuded a strong aroma of sesame oil. It made Zhang Jiaohua's stomach growl again.

"Let's go quickly, we'll put our things down later, and we'll go back." Zhang Manyin felt that he couldn't stay on the street for too long, so as not to have long nights and dreams.