While everyone was watching in stunned silence, Wu Tiezhu drank the last mouthful of noodle soup, burped loudly, rubbed his belly a few times and cupped his fists at Chen Xiang: "Thank you, shopkeeper Shen. I'm full."
Chen Xiang gave Wu Tiezhu a thumbs up sincerely: "I admire you, I admire you."
He actually ate the shaved noodles sticking out of the top of the five large bowls. This meal was as big as Chen Xiang's ten.
The owner of this knife-cut noodle stall is very good at using his knife, but the noodles he makes are average in taste, at least in Shen Xiang's eyes.
The old pig head soup is on the bottom, and a big bowl of noodles is sprinkled with chopped green onion. There is not even a piece of meat, and the flavor is only enhanced by the spicy oil. In Shen Xiang's eyes, this kind of food is just for filling the stomach, and it has nothing to do with gourmet food. He I didn't even finish half of the bowl, but the guy in front of me actually ate five big bowls.
Chen Xiang smiled and pushed out the half bowl in front of him and said, "I have half a bowl left. If any of you can still eat, take it."
There is not so much care these days, not to mention the leftovers, even the contents of the swill bucket are eaten by people.
Sure enough, someone stood up and took Chen Xiang's half bowl of shaved noodles. The two of them divided it. Chen Xiang took out a pack of cigarettes and smoked them for everyone. He said with a smile: "Those who are not full will take more. Today we are full. But we are ugly. Speaking of which, I won't be responsible if any of you hold on."
People laughed loudly and respectfully took the cigarette from Chen Xiang's hand. Even those who couldn't smoke took it and clamped it to their ears. As for the noodles, no one asked for them anymore. The few who ate the least ate two bowls. It was really... Can't eat anymore.
Someone fawningly lit a cigarette for Chen Xiang and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper Shen, what kind of business do you do?"
Chen Xiang hasn't gone out for seven years. Not many people know him, and those who know him won't come to a place like this to eat.
Moreover, Chen Xiang speaks Mandarin. During this period, many people speaking Mandarin came to Taiyuan, especially young students. Some even came from far away Nanyang. There were also many powerful businessmen from all over the country who tried their best to come. Shen Xiang The people around Xiang also regarded Chen Xiang as a businessman who came to Taiyuan from other places.
Chen Xiang smiled and said: "I should be considered a grocery store, I do all kinds of business."
Someone laughed and said, "It seems like Shopkeeper Shen doesn't act like a grocery store owner. If you open a grocery store, it would have to be a department store like Hesheng."
Chen Xiang laughed, you accidentally said it right, He Hesheng is really a company under my name.
However, there is no need for Chen Xiang to say this. He sat here and treated these strangers to a meal that was not worth mentioning. However, he benefited a lot. From another angle, he expressed his feelings towards Xie Tian Pang Yuan. The leaders have a deeper understanding of the liberated areas.
Chen Xiang deliberately brought the topic to Xie Baoqing, and it turned out to be a lively moment. Even the people at the table who had always been envious of their table joined in. They were all talking, and they praised Xie Baoqing. Go to heaven.
Chen Xiang touched his nose and added: "I heard that the great gentleman from Hongmen has also done a lot of good things for our people. Every year he will give out a donation to help those in need."
"Tch~" The people who were talking lively dispersed in an instant, and Xiao Qi was so angry that she almost pulled out her gun.
Chen Xiang glared at Xiao Qi calmly, and asked Wu Tiezhu with a smile: "Tiezhu, it seems that everyone is not very welcoming to Hongmen."
Wu Tiezhu ate Chen Xiang's five bowls of noodles but didn't reply. He looked at Chen Xiang and said humbly, "Shopkeeper Shen, if you want to do serious business, it's better not to have anything to do with Hongmen."
Chen Xiang looked at Wu Tiezhu and asked, "Why? As far as I know, Hongmen is also made up of poor people."
Wu Tiezhu exclaimed: "That was before. Shopkeeper Shen, we'd better not talk about Hongmen's affairs. Even Xie Baoqing doesn't want to provoke them, and we can't afford to provoke them. If we can't afford to provoke them, we can hide. Shen Shopkeeper, thank you for tonight's meal. If you have any hard work to do from now on, just say it. I eat here every night. You can find me just by asking the shopkeeper. I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Wu Tiezhu cupped his hands and stood up to leave. As he left, a large group of people got up and left. It was obvious that these people were unwilling to talk more about Hongmen.
The noodle-cutting boss finally had his hands free and came over to clean up the empty dishes. While doing so, the boss looked at Chen Xiang one more time and shook his head with a wry smile.
Chen Xiang looked at the noodle shop owner and asked, "Shopkeeper, does Hongmen have a bad reputation in Taiyuan?"
The noodle shop owner put away the bowls and chopsticks and looked at Chen Xiang again. After holding back for a long time, he said: "This shopkeeper, I think you are a foreigner, so I'd like to say a few words. You'd better not deal with them, otherwise not only will your business not be able to do well, Get up, I’m afraid I’ll have to lose everything.”
Chen Xiang frowned slightly and looked at the boss and said, "Shopkeeper, I'm new here. Please say a few more words. Shen will definitely be rewarded generously."
The noodle shop boss was also a talkative person. Seeing that there was no business at the moment, he simply sat down and looked at Chen Xiang and said, "This gentleman sees that you are a sophisticated person. Since you asked, then I will Let’s say a few more words. If we start with the Heaven and Earth Society, that would be too far away. Let’s talk about the years when the Japs have occupied Taiyuan. The Hongmen gang of cowards have helped the Japs to harm our people..."
"Ah?" Chen Xiang was surprised.
No way, I haven't left my house since the Japanese invaders occupied Taiyuan, and I have never been in conflict with the Japanese soldiers. Why did Hongmen help the Japanese soldiers to harm the people?
The more Chen Xiang listened, the more frightened he became. At this time, someone asked the boss to cut noodles. The boss got up and was busy. Chen Xiang stood up with a dark face and turned around without saying a word.
What Shen Xiang heard now was only the noodle stall owner's words, but he knew from the reaction of those people when they heard about Hongmen just now that the noodle stall owner's words were true.
It seems that it’s time for Hongmen to straighten things out.
Chen Xiang couldn't reach places that were too far away and didn't want to reach them, but in the area of Shanxi, Hebei, Shandong, Yu, Pingjin, Chen Xiang believed that he could still control it.
Chen Xiang also needs time to understand clearly what Hongmen has done in various places over the years.
This matter cannot be dealt with in a day or two, but Chen Xiang feels that it is necessary to meet with Xie Baoqing and Pang Yuan again to convey to them his determination to completely rectify Hongmen, so as to avoid unnecessary incidents between the two parties. misunderstanding.
Xiao Qi followed the cold-faced Chen Xiang in fear and asked carefully: "Master, are we not going to turn around?"
"No more, go back and invite the third master to my yard."
Please, Master Honggun, is Master planning to open an incense hall?
Chen Xiang is indeed preparing to open an incense hall, but not yet. Xu Zhi, the third master of the Red Stick, is one of the few people in Hongmen whom he can fully trust. There are some things that he needs Xu Zhi to do some work on first.
