The six-cylinder engine of the Cherokee made a low roar and arrogantly ran onto the curb under the attention of everyone.
Huang Maoer grabbed a mobile phone and jumped out of the car in high spirits. The six boys behind him followed suit, also grabbing a mobile phone and walking like the Young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong movies.
Behind the two people was a young man.
"Yao Yuan, let me introduce to you. This is Shunzi. His name is Liu Xishun. He is a close friend of ours. He was just released after being imprisoned for a few days. During this time, he was too vegetarian and wanted to eat meat. What kind of Cantonese food costs three yuan? I don’t want to eat all the seafood in Fulou, so I brought it here to you to satisfy my craving. In a moment, those of you braised pork are so hard to cook, and the braised pork is also double-bottomed, I have to let Brother Shunzi have enough to eat today."
Yao Yuan looked at Shunzi and saw that his face was gloomy and he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Okay, let's set up the stew stall. Everyone who comes is a customer. Don't worry about what's coming. Just entertain such guests.
Xie Laozhao'er became curious and secretly grabbed Liuzi: "Brother Liu, why did Shunzi go in?"
Liuzi said carelessly: "Shit, I didn't go to the artillery station, I went to the drug rehabilitation center. I was detained in the drug rehabilitation center for a month."
Seeing Shunzi's face turned gray, Xie Laozhao'er and Yao Yuan exchanged glances, ha, so that's it, it's normal for friends of the yellow-haired brother in society to have some white powder.
Unexpectedly, Huang Maoer happened to turn around and saw this scene, his expression suddenly turned grim, and he pointed at Yao Yuan: "Yao Yuan, tell the truth, what on earth did you go to the ethnic village for the day before yesterday?"
Yao Yuan didn't expect that Huang Mao'er actually remembered this, and said casually: "Hey, I told you, I saw someone who looked like my former classmate, so I followed him on a bicycle, but it turned out that I recognized the wrong person."
Huang Mao'er didn't listen to the lies Yao Yuan made up at all: "Tell you, Yao Yuan and Xiao Xie, from now on in the ethnic village, you should stop running there, especially the three alleys. I tell you clearly that there are people selling white powder there. Anyway, you two You can be considered my buddy, if you let me know that you have even half a cent relationship with Baifen, don’t say that I, Huang Xiaochuan, am rude to you!"
He pointed back at Shunzi: "Shunzi, listen to me. I'll say it again. If you dare to touch this thing again in the future, don't blame me for sending you to dig coal in Mentougou!"
Yao Yuan couldn't stop himself from saying a few words. This tone of voice was incompatible with Baifenshi. It didn't seem like words that should come out of his mouth.
When I think about the news I heard from the police station, it becomes even more unclear that the people suspected of being Huang Maoer had a conflict with the people in Baifen's den and injured two people.
He had hurt someone, so how could Huang Mao'er still be so arrogantly walking around on the street? Shouldn't he have been caught earlier?
I really don’t understand it.
The most annoying thing about setting up a stall at a night market is that you have to accept all kinds of people who come. However, in this environment, you interact with people from all walks of life, and your knowledge grows quickly.
Maybe this is why these guys become more and more addicted to it.
It turns out that when I was either bored at home or locked up in school, how could I have encountered so many different kinds of people? I never imagined that one day Huang Maoer and Huang Xiaochuan, the famous social elders, would come out with the words of a buddy.
Maybe this is why Gu Yanwang and Xu Jiansheng solemnly asked Yao Yuan and Xie Laozhaoer to act as informants for the police.
I was too lazy to think too much, but when I thought about Gu Changan, I became anxious, anxious about when the retired cook soldier he had found would be reported.
In this round of dealing with Gu Changan, Yao Yuan made a big deal by agreeing to act as his so-called "eye" or "informant". When Yao Yuan thought about it, this was just the responsibility of a citizen, not to mention all this. It’s for the security environment at your doorstep.
But taking this opportunity, Yao Yuan put forward his idea in a roundabout way, setting up a catering service company in the name of Party Jianguo, based on the Braised Pork Shop, and first accumulating some talents, and these talents refer to those who are not favored by others. of veterans.
The army is reforming, and the massive disarmament movement involving millions of soldiers has caused countless soldiers to take off their military uniforms and return to their local areas overnight. The employment placement of these people has become a social issue and a headache for the local government.
Where can we find so many jobs overnight?
In Yao Yuan's eyes, these retired soldiers are nothing more than a gold mine, a gold mine of talents.
The business of the Braised Pork Shop is getting better and better, and it is fully qualified to offer more wages and recruit talents in advance.
And this appeal just scratched the itch of Gu Yanwang. There were laid-off workers everywhere, and acquaintances everywhere were looking for jobs. Gu Changan, who was born in the army, was now the director of the police station, and was considered a cadre with power. Facing requests from comrades, I refused again and again, feeling guilty for a long time.
Yao Yuan opened his mouth to ask for a few retired cooks, and he also promised a salary higher than that of the police station director himself. For Gu Changan, this was a good thing for both ends, so from him The results came soon.
Two cooks from the old Taihang Mountain area who had retired from the Ace Field Army were quickly recruited by him and agreed to come to Pingcheng in the near future.
Of course, Gu Changan was very prudent in his work. He did not listen to Yao Yuan and Xie Laozhao's one-sided lies. Instead, he went to the braised pork shop to have a look, had a serious talk with Dang Jianguo, and made plans for the future of the braised pork shop. After fully understanding it and thinking it was feasible, he started poaching people from his old comrades-in-arms.
No matter how cautious he was, Yao Yuan felt that Gu Dahei's face was so cute, at least better than his own father.
I wrote letters and made long-distance calls to my biological father, but so far there is no news at all. It is obvious that the old man does not trust what he said at all.
After these two new forces arrive, he will be able to relax a little and get down to business. But for now, Yao Yuan can only move his knife like flying and deliver bowls of braised water to all the diners.
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A military green 212 Jeep was driving like flying through the mountains of Mentougou.
The mountain road was rugged, and the unpaved road was full of gravel. The gravel rolled up by the wheels made a clanking sound against the chassis. The dust rolled up behind the car was like an earth dragon, stretching for two miles.
The mountain roads in Mentougou are notoriously difficult to walk, not only because of the steep mountains, but also because there are small coal mines everywhere. Privately dug mines are everywhere, and sometimes there are black caves in the middle of the road. If you are not careful, your car and people will fall into these bottomless pits.
Zhao Yonghai is obviously very familiar with the road conditions here. This is a road he has long been familiar with when he goes fishing in the mountains again and again. He is familiar with the road and has something on his mind. A borrowed old-fashioned 212 jeep shows great speed in his hands. , even though it only had three forward gears, it still reached a speed of sixty or seventy kilometers per hour.
Zhao Yonghai realized for the first time that time is money!
As the master chef of the government canteen, it is easy to reproduce a bowl of braised pork and ham. A friend has already tasted the braised ham made yesterday and said it tastes no worse than the one at Qianjiakou intersection. But Zhao Yonghai knows that if You compete face to face with each other, and if you have the same quality, it will be difficult to win without your own unique skills.
Zhao Yonghai has been observing the night market for several nights. According to his calculations, if the young men selling braised pork take turns, they can earn at least four to five hundred a night!
What is the concept of four or five hundred? That is one month's salary of the canteen master! A few little kids can earn it by playing all night! How can I reason with this world?
Zhao Yonghai has also tasted their braised soup. I don’t know where these young men learned the craftsmanship. The pot of braised soup is actually perfectly cooked. Not only does there not be any smell of offal organs, but the spices and saltiness are also just right. It doesn't taste any worse than the ones made by the master chef in my own unit.
It's a pity, probably because young people are unwilling to endure hardship. They prepare two small pots of stew every day and close the stall when the food is sold out. It was just after nine o'clock, leaving a large number of diners in the night market drooling.
This is a business opportunity!
Even if you can't compete with the other party in direct competition, you can still dominate the market from nine o'clock to early morning after the other party closes the stall every day. As long as you find a helper, you can earn three to four hundred yuan a day. You will not be able to take the class in the future. It doesn't matter much.
It took Zhao Yonghai three days to make up his mind, and another two days to make the perfect Zhao's Braised Sauce himself, and he was ready to go to sea! Also go to the night market to make a pot of gold.
As a professional canteen master, he must beat his opponent to death as soon as he makes a move. The stew is cooked and the taste is not bad. Today, Zhao Yonghai borrowed Lao 212 from the driver's class to go into the mountains in order to find a mysterious seasoning. Go back and add it to the soup, that's an invincible magic weapon to win.
The work in the unit was very easy, so Zhao Yonghai had a lot of time to go fishing in the mountains. The emphasis on wild fishing was to go as far as possible off-road. Drilling into the mountains again and again gave him a good understanding of the conditions in the mountains around Pingcheng.
One hundred kilometers west of the city, there is the Zhaitang Reservoir. The reservoir is inherently remote, and the foothills of the mountains on the other side of the reservoir are rarely visited. During the hot summer this year, Zhao Yonghai went fishing in the reservoir. The fish stopped eating at noon and had no mouth to eat at all. He was so bored that he went for a swim and accidentally swam to the other side, where he discovered a shocking secret.
In the woods on the other side, I don't know whether they are wild or planted by people. A large area of herbaceous plants is blooming with beautiful flowers, and the single petals are unusually brilliant in the sunlight.
After Zhao Yonghai confirmed what kind of plant was in front of him, he was shocked at first. The legendary poppy appeared in such a large area here!
It's better to do less than to do more. After returning home, Zhao Yonghai didn't tell anyone about his discovery. It wasn't until he made up his mind to go to the night market to sell braised pork that he remembered this amazing discovery again.
Autumn has arrived, it’s harvest season!
