As soon as he swallowed a mouthful of steamed bun, Lao Wang saw four or five men pushing two wheelbarrows from afar and slowly heading towards the municipal party committee compound.

Lao Wang had poor legs and feet, but his eyes were very good. From a distance, he saw three blood-red characters in front of the huge porcelain jar on the wheelbarrow - Tofu Brain.

When he saw that the car was selling this delicious food that had not been seen for many years, Lao Wang suddenly became greedy and was extremely dry. He made up his mind. He picked up the oven, put on his hat, picked up the enamel tank, and stepped out of the door and ran towards the cart.

When Lao Wang ran out of the gate, the two wheelbarrows had just passed the gate of the municipal party committee compound. It seemed that because of fear of the heavy power pressure of the municipal party committee compound, the two wheelbarrows were almost walking along the side line on the far side of the main road in front of the municipal party committee compound. Judging from the posture, they wanted to try to stay away from this power organ.

Old Wang shouted "A bowl" from afar, but the four or five men seemed to have not heard it, and still pushed the cart and the speed seemed to be a little faster.

Lao Wang thought the north wind was too strong and it was far away. Without hearing it, he continued to chase him forward, running and shouting to stop.

But the two wheelbarrows in front have obviously accelerated their speed and continued to advance ahead of schedule.

"Hi, hey, I said, what's going on? I'm deaf. I shouted so loudly, you can't hear it!"

Finally, Lao Wang dragged his lame leg and stepped across the front of the wheelbarrow. "Okay, fill me with this jar. Don't worry, you won't be short of money. Speaking of this tofu brain, I haven't eaten it for a few years. By the way, is your tofu brain sweet or salty? Is there any scallion soy sauce? I can tell you a secret. This tofu brain must be paired with the soy sauce from Sanhefang. It's old sausage. The soy sauce on the market doesn't taste like this..."

After being at the door for many years and being too lonely, Lao Wang developed this habit of chattering. When he had nothing to do, he could even talk to himself at the table.

“Not selling!”

The red-faced man holding a wheelbarrow in front of him interrupted Lao Wang's chatter without hesitation.

"What? Not selling! What do you say? Do you want to raise the price on the ground? Chengcheng. It's not easy to push the cart out early in the morning. They are all miserable people. Well, you fill my tank and I'll pay one dollar!"

Speaking, Lao Wang shook the green lacquered porcelain jar with his left hand and took out the old cloth handkerchief wrapped in banknotes with his right hand.

Under the green lacquered porcelain jar in his hand, there were also military words printed on it. As well as the year, month and day, if you look closely, you can see that this was the soldier's rice bowl during the 1950s, with such a large mouthful of deep bottom. Ordinary porcelain bowls must be filled with three or four bowls.

An ordinary bowl of tofu brain costs only one cent, two or three cents. Lao Wang paid a piece and filled the enamel jar, which was a very high price.

Previously, he wanted to finish his tofu brain, but he gritted his teeth and made up his mind for a long time. At this moment, he saw these four or five people pushing a cart, experiencing the wind and snow, and his nose was red and swollen from his ears. He immediately felt compassion and would rather give up the sky-high price.

From here, we can see that Lao Wang is a very kind person.

"I said I won't sell it. What's the moji of you, old man? Get out of here!"

The red face was not excited about the big business that came to the door, but even scolded him. What's even more strange is that while he was scolding, his eyes didn't stop on Lao Wang for a moment, but stretched his neck and looked forward.

If Lao Wang was careful, he would find that the other four people were the same, as if they were looking for something.

"I fuck you, who did the little bastard talk to..."

Lao Wang is kind, but he doesn't mean he is a loofah. Who has been on the battlefield? The old man has killed anyone? What's more, although the old man has been a guard, he has enjoyed the treatment of a section-level cadre and is even more arrogant. How could he bear such scolding by a red-faced man?

When he got angry, his eyes were staring like a cow egg, and the inch of earthworm-shaped scar on the left side of his forehead seemed to be alive, making the man blushing.

"Old sir, sir, don't get angry. My brother is young and ignorant. Don't bother with him. Dachengzi, why don't apologize to the old sir, otherwise you will not be able to do this business."

The man talking was a cart behind him. He looked very mature, in his forties, and his head was bald on the front half. He didn't wear a hat even in the cold weather, and his scalp was red because of his coldness.

The blushing man was also stubborn, but in shock, he wanted to act arrogantly and planned to force Lao Wang away and continue on the road. However, the old man's words were heard in his ears, especially the last sentence, which made him feel scared and alert: Yes, I am here to do big things today, so how could I miss the big things for such a small matter!

As soon as he thought of this, he quickly bowed to Lao Wang, "Old man, I was wrong just now. Don't be surprised. I didn't sleep all night to make these two jars of tofu. I got up and rushed to the road early this morning. I couldn't help feeling a little unhappy. You can take more burdens, and take more burdens!"

"You are not happy, why are you angry at me? It's my fault. If someone else is going to stop with you, then you'll be careful. This young man is not afraid of being incompetent, but most afraid of having a temper. I'm just delaying this bad temper in this life. You all have to take it as a warning..."

While chatting, Lao Wang stretched out the enamel tank again.

The blushed man's face turned blue and could not hold it in as he saw it. The old man behind him spoke first, "Old man, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Our tofu brains can be sold on weekdays, but we can't sell them today, because these two tanks are customized today. Now, Fatty Hong from the community over there married his daughter. They said that he would serve tofu flowers for breakfast. I've only ordered two tanks. We are a businessman, so we can't ignore credit, right?"

When he heard this, Lao Wang was stunned. He had just taken a few steps back, but he could not defeat the greed in his heart. When he thought of the tender and sweet tofu brain, he missed it today and could catch up one day. He pulled back his lame leg back, "I said, I am so greedy today, I want to eat this bite. Let me not have a tank. Give me two spoons, two spoons per bucket. The amount of this, the old Hong family can't find it!"

"Hi, I'll say you old man..."

The red-faced man finally couldn't help but get angry, but when he saw him reaching out and entering the red paint bucket on the side of the cart, he took out a large aluminum scoop, and a bang, hit the edge of the tank where the tofu brain was filled!

Who would have thought that he would finish drinking in one word? The old man behind him whispered, "Are you paying attention, come, come!"

Lao Wang was just as he was confused by this shocking change, and suddenly saw these five strong men forcibly pushing the car.

This time, the group of people were pushing the cart, but instead headed towards the center of the road.

Lao Wang was about to stop him, but suddenly he heard a sledge, and a military jeep braked the car and parked four or five meters in front of the cart.

"Hi, hey, comrades who sell tofu flowers, please give me, let me..."

When the car stopped, he saw a handsome face poking out from the side window of the jeep cockpit.

Lao Wang saw the man in the car, an old face full of gullies, blooming like a chrysanthemum, "Wow, it's Director Xue, I've come to work so early!"

At this point, the identity of the person in the car is self-evident, it is Xue Xiang!

Today is the ninth day of the first lunar month, and Monday, which is also the day when all government departments and agencies resume normal work.

At around 3 a.m. today, Xiao Wu and Xiao Li, who were sent back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year by Xue Xiang, also rushed over. Only then did Xue Xiang completely get rid of the annoying spirit and take advantage of the first day of the New Year to go to work and rushed early.

"Oh, Uncle Wang is here too. Happy New Year, I'll wish you a happy New Year!"

Speaking, Xue Xiang bowed to Lao Wang in the car, and always respected this veteran who had bleeding for the country.

"I dare not, I dare not..."

Lao Wang also waved to Xue Xiang happily!

Lao Wang also has a great affection for this Director Xue, because every time Xue Xiang comes in and meets him, he always has to say hello to Lao Wang. Occasionally, he will throw a pack of cigarettes covered with foreign coin. Lao Wang consciously has never seen such a kind and polite young cadre for more than 20 years. He also gave Director Xue a promising comment in his heart. As for why there is a future, he can't say it anymore.

"Comrade, let's have a bowl of tofu brain, freshly ground and squeezed. This is the iron sign of more than ten generations. It's a unique Southeast. How about it? Try it, it won't be delicious!"

Just as Lao Wang and Xue Xiang were greeting each other, the blushing man suddenly shouted at Xue Xiang Yao.

Seeing Lao Wang, Xue Xiang was about to get off the car. At this moment, when he heard the blushing man shouting, he suddenly became greedy. The tofu was tender and smooth, but he had said many times, but he had never seen any sales. He caught it today, so he naturally could not miss it.

Immediately, he responded to the blushing man, opened the car door, and walked down.

"Hey, I said, what's wrong with you, kid? I just wanted to buy it, don't you sell it, why do you say that this was ordered by the old Hong family? What's wrong? I'm willing to sell it again now!"

Lao Wang scolded him, but he was not very angry on his face, but he continued, "I understand, you young guys are just looking down on others, no, they are snobbish, always thinking about ways to make friends with others as big officials, I have seen a lot of you." After that, he turned his face and rushed forward, Xue Xiang, who slowly stepped forward, said, "Dele, Director Xue, I will benefit from you today. By the way, I have a new fennel beans there. I know you are so good. I will give you a pack later..."

But when Lao Wang and Xue Xiang were chatting intimately, Xue Xiang's expression suddenly changed.

Lao Wangfang said, "This tofu brain smells good at the sight", and a foul stinking suddenly came from his nose. In an instant, it made his forehead dizzy and shut his mouth.

"Uncle Wang can dodge!"
Chapter completed!