Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 28 Noodle Soup

Zhang Jinlan put the copper coin into her purse and weighed it. It was very heavy.

She happily packed up her purse, put on the bamboo basket, and left with her granddaughter.

There are three alleys in this street.

One is Zaonao Lane where eggs are sold just now, there is Wanliang Lane where many people move grain bags and do odd jobs, and there is Wugu Lane at the outermost end of the street.

Zhang Jinlan doesn't go to any alleys.

She took Jiang Fubao back to the six-way intersection.

Choose a food street.

As the name suggests.

Hundreds of foods.

Hundreds of food.

This is like the basement and sixth floors of a modern shopping mall.

It specializes in selling all kinds of snacks, as well as restaurants and hotels.

As soon as you step into this street.

Jiang Fubao smelled a lot of fragrance at the tip of his nose.

Some sell steamed buns, pastries and preserved fruits, while others sell rice cakes, pancakes and wontons.

Everything is available.

The aromas of various foods mixed together.

It went straight into Jiang Fubao's nose.

Her stomach growled.

"Grandma, what shall we eat?" Jiang Fubao was hungry.

"Silly child, didn't grandma tell us to eat fried noodle soup? We're almost there. That fried noodle soup restaurant has been selling fried noodle soup for more than ten years. Your father loved eating their fried noodle soup when he was a child. So many years have passed. The last time he ate it was three years ago. I don't know if the taste has changed."

Zhang Jinlan's voice was no longer as high-pitched as when she was selling eggs.

She spoke to Jiang Fubao in a soft voice.

His eyes were still looking around.

There are many people on the street.

She had to keep an eye on her granddaughter at all times.

Otherwise you might be kidnapped by human traffickers.

Walked less than a hundred meters.

Jiang Fubao saw the stall.

The stall owner used a wooden pole to hold up a piece of cloth to block the sun. There were three tables under the cloth, each of which could seat four people.

There is also a wooden sign the size of a mobile phone hanging outside the stall.

It says "Oil Soup Noodles".

It was past lunch time and all three tables were empty.

Zhang Jinlan randomly picked one and sat down with her granddaughter. She took the bamboo basket off her back and placed it on the table. She called out to the stall owner, "Old Sun, give me a bowl of noodles and a pair of bowls and chopsticks. I'll eat with my granddaughter."

He seemed to be very familiar with the stall owner.

"Okay, big sister, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your granddaughter is already this big? She's like a lucky doll. She will grow up to be a great beauty. When she grows up, she will marry into a rich family and you will enjoy happiness."

Old Sun raised his voice and agreed.

Even though I hadn't seen Zhang Jinlan for three years, I recognized her at first sight, which shows how often she had come here before.

On the side, Jiang Fubao held his head high when praised by the stall owner.

She was so proud.

The original owner was indeed cute, with all the good looks of her parents.

Her big eyes and chin look like Zhang Yanzi.

The small and straight nose, chubby mouth and fair skin look like Jiang Siyin.

Even if he becomes ugly when he grows up, he won't be that ugly.

Unless she becomes as fat as a ball and becomes a fat woman weighing about 200 pounds.

"Yeah, I haven't been here for several years. How's business?"

"It's not as good as before. You know, the situation is bad. Food prices have risen. Oh, and my noodles have risen to three cents a bowl. But since you're an acquaintance, I'll give you more noodles."

I saw grandma chatting with the stall owner.

Jiang Fubao sat silently on the bench and watched the stall owner's wife cook noodles.

The noodles seemed to have been rolled and kneaded in advance.

Waited about five or six minutes.

A large bowl of oily noodle soup was served on the table.

Portions are generous.

The bowl was about the same size as the soup bowl she used to serve soup.

"Here, here are the bowl and chopsticks for you. Eat your fill~" Old Sun brought a clean small bowl and chopsticks.

Put it in front of Jiang Fubao.

He pinched her cheek gently.

Said with a smile.

"Thank you, Grandpa Sun." The stall owner is about the same age as grandma.

Grandma called him Old Sun.

The surname should be Sun.

Jiang Fubao called him Grandpa Sun.

"This child is only three years old, right? How come she is so smart? She even knows my last name is Sun. Sister, you have taught her very well. Your granddaughter will definitely have a bright future."

"Haha, my Fubao has always been like this. She has been well-behaved and smart since she was a child. Let me tell you, my granddaughter is very lucky. On the day she was born, a lot of auspicious clouds floated over my house, so I named her Fubao. Now, my granddaughter can pick up bird eggs whenever she goes out. They are quail eggs and pigeon eggs, you know? They are very expensive. My granddaughter picked up a lot of them, and others can't pick up any."

All elderly people cannot escape this law.

In front of outsiders.

They always show off their children and grandchildren in various ways.

The same is true for Zhang Jinlan.

Old Sun, who has been selling noodle soup for more than 20 years, naturally understood the conversation.

You praise each other and I praise you.

Jiang Fubao's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

"Grandma, please eat your noodles quickly." She interrupted quickly.

Trying to get grandma to shut up.

If you keep praising her, she'll become arrogant.

"Okay, okay, grandma will eat right away. Old Sun, here's the money. Three copper coins, not a penny less. Please count it."

Zhang Jinlan took out three coins from her purse.

Hand it to Old Sun.

It's just three copper coins.

One look and you'll see.

There's no need to count.

If it were someone else, they would be speechless.

But who is Old Sun?

The small business of more than 20 years was not run in vain.

He took the coin happily.

"Okay, no need to count, there will be no shortage of money. How could I not know who the eldest sister is? It's not too late to give it to her after we finish eating. We have known each other for such a long time, we are all family, I trust you."

After saying this, the other person feels comfortable.

Jiang Fubao saw it all.

No wonder this guy’s noodle stall has been able to last for so many years.

The ability lies in how you deal with people.

"Eat quickly, and then we'll go for a walk." Zhang Jinlan said, then picked up the chopsticks and took a deep sip of noodles.

One old and one young.

No big appetite.

It's just right to share a bowl of noodles.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious. Grandma's cooking is also delicious." Grandma asked her.

Jiang Fubao replied without even raising his head while eating.

She was starving.

I only drank water along the way.

She didn't take a single bite of the pancake.

My little belly is empty.

"Then grandma will buy half a pound of meat later, and we'll have shredded pork noodles tonight." Zhang Jinlan smiled gently, without any trace of the fierce look she had yesterday when she was cursing at people on the bridge.

"Okay~" Jiang Fubao responded softly.

The grandparents and grandchildren finished the noodles quickly.

"Grandma, wipe your mouth." Lard was added to the oily soup noodles.

After eating the noodles, my mouth is greasy.

There are no napkins here.

Jiang Fubao could only ask his grandmother for help.

Zhang Jinlan quickly took off a handkerchief from her waist.

Help your granddaughter wipe the oil stains from her mouth.

The handkerchief is not made of silk.

Still linen.

It turned white after washing.

My mouth feels hot when I wipe it, just like using a modern bath cloth.