The two of them walked further, selling cold skin, fried dumplings, and tofu curd.
Theoretically, tofu pudding is usually eaten for breakfast.
But there are ordinary farmers nearby. Even if their families live a comfortable life, they are reluctant to buy breakfast. They can only taste the breakfast that people in other towns or counties enjoy during the party. .
So there are a lot of people here for fried buns and tofu puddings.
Long benches and long tables formed a "mouth" shape. The seller's big stove was burning. When the lid on the big iron pan for fried dumplings was lifted, the steam mixed with the fragrant aroma filled everyone around. His expression was shocked, and he almost didn't hesitate to sit down in a deserted place, drink a bowl of tofu bread, and eat a plate of fried buns.
Song Jingyun looked at it with greedy eyes and took Jiang Michia to find a place to sit down.
It was almost noon, and what he had just eaten were all snacks. Jiang Michia also wanted to eat something serious, so she stopped eating at noon and ordered a bowl of tofu nao to drink.
Song Jingyun ordered two plates of steamed buns and a bowl of tofu puffs.
The prices at the farm fair are lower than those in the town and county. There are only four fried buns on a plate. Calculated in this way, the price for two people is only twelve cents.
The tofu is stuffed with chopped sesame leaves and some chili oil. It tastes mellow and mellow. The fried buns also have a lot of meat filling, and the noodles are good. They are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. , fragrant and delicious.
Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun enjoyed the meal.
An old man who was estimated to be in his sixties and with gray hair and beard on the side finished eating the last fried bun, drank all the tofu in the bowl, burped, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction. .
"Count the money." The old man called the stall owner.
The sound was deafening, causing Song Jingyun, who was far away from him, to reach out and rub his ears.
"Here we come." The stall owner is a short, fat, middle-aged man with narrowed eyes named Zhang Dabao. He wipes his hands on his apron and glances at what the old man has eaten. "A plate of steamed buns." , a bowl of tofu bread, a total of six cents."
"How much money?" The old man subconsciously put his hands to his ears, and went to Zhang Dabao to collect some money.
Seeing that Zhang Dabao was obviously deaf, the stall owner had no choice but to raise his voice and shout at the top of his lungs, "Six dollars!"
"Nine dollars?" the old man asked back.
Zhang Dabao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."
Seeing the stall owner nodding, the old man took the money bag and started counting out, "One, two, three..."
"Six, seven..."
Suddenly someone stretched out his hand, stopped the old man, made a sign with his thumb and little finger to sign "six", and shouted to the old man, "It's six dollars!"
It seems that there are still many good people in this world.
Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun, who were originally about to stop him, saw someone taking action faster than them. They glanced at each other and then looked to the side.
When they saw that it was not someone else who stopped the old man, but Sun Ergou whom they had just met, both of them were stunned.
"Madam, isn't this Sun Ergou a naughty kid? Why..." Song Jingyun was a little confused.
"Let's take a look first." Jiang Michia was also a little confused.
This Sun Ergou bullies children, often snatching money or food from the children next to him, and even stealing apples, persimmons, and eggs...
His reputation can be said to be very bad, and he can be said to be no different from the gangsters in modern society.
Such a Sun Ergou actually helped this old man?
At this moment, I really couldn’t understand it.
"Oh." The deaf old man understood immediately and handed the money in his hand to Zhang Dabao, "Here you go."
He didn't forget to say a few words, "You, you are just trying to charge me more money because of my old man's deaf ears? In front of so many people, I won't argue with you, and I won't do it again in the future." I won’t eat at your place!”
After that, he left angrily.
The old man was deaf and spoke loudly. Many people eating here heard these words, and they were all pointing and whispering.
Zhang Dabao suddenly looked a little unhappy.
Business people who set up stalls at the fair traveled to various villages, and it can be said that there are inextricably linked connections between each village, and many people are also very talkative. Once something like this happens, I guess the next time After a while, the villagers there will know about it.
Zhang Dabao was angry, and naturally his anger was directed at Sun Ergou, "Where did you come from, you bastard? Get out of here and don't hinder my business here!"
There were so many people that Sun Ergou didn't notice Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun in the corner. He only glared at Zhang Dabao and said, "Huh, you are a black-hearted person."
Seeing that a child was talking back to him, Zhang Dabao became even more angry. He reached out and picked up the big wooden spoon next to him to scoop out the tofu.
Sun Ergou saw this and ran away in a hurry.
Before taking two steps, he bumped into Sun Zhuzi who was coming this way.
"You are here." Sun Zhuzi stood up straight, "I have been looking for you for a while. Come on, I will take you to find your cousin."
As he said that, he dragged Sun Ergou and walked to the fried dumpling stall next to him. When he saw Zhang Dabao, he shouted, "Uncle."
"Hey, it's Zhu Zhu." Zhang Dabao saw Sun Zhu Zhu and was unambiguous when he arrived. He shoveled two buns for him, "Here, eat two buns."
"Thank you, uncle." Sun Zhuzhu took it and smiled, "Uncle, look at me and Fa Xiao coming together. These two buns are not enough to eat. Can you give me two more?"
With the four buns put together, Sun Ergou was almost half full.
"OK."
Zhang Dabao agreed wholeheartedly.
Sun Zhuzi's natal family is quite prestigious in Zhangjiazhuang. Zhang Dabao's family has to ask other people for many things, and they are very polite to Sun Zhuzi now.
It's just a few buns to make the child happy. When the child tells an adult, the adult will be thinking about him. This is much better than fawning openly.
Zhang Dabao prided himself on being a good person, and he saw these things thoroughly enough, so he simply shoveled six buns over and said, "You two..."
The words "eat slowly" were swallowed by Zhang Dabao when he saw that the boy beside Sun Zhuzhu was either someone else or the bastard who had just made him look shameless.
His face also became extremely ugly.
The bun in his hand made him want to rub it in Sun Ergou's face.
But when he saw Sun Zhuzi standing next to him, he finally gritted his teeth and lowered his raised hand.
But there is really no place to vent this anger...
Zhang Dabao rolled his eyes, put the plate of steamed buns on an empty table, and greeted Sun Ergou warmly, "Come on, come on, sit here and eat, and I'll scoop you a bowl of tofu buns."
"Thank you, cousin." Sun Zhuzi thanked him hurriedly, and then quickly pulled Sun Ergou to sit down, "I tell you, my cousin is very kind, you eat first, and if there is not enough, I will ask him for more. "
Sun Ergou, "..."
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