Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 80 Fox Meat

In the evening of severe winter, the wind is cold and the dripping water turns into ice.

Hearing the words, the four gas nerds in the car desperately came over with [Gu Rong].

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't take it away, you are a gas rat, you have to go to the police station"

Just kidding, they are almost frozen into ice sculptures.

The truck turned twice in the cold wind, and it might die.

Moreover, this little driver looks like a handsome man, and his memory doesn't seem to be very good.

Just in case you forget them on the truck again.
Compared with the terrible fence, it is more important to save your life first.

Wang Zhixinyan gasped, and looked at Li Weidong in disbelief: "He, are they really oily?"

"Didn't you hear that just now?"

"No, oil rats are old and cunning, even if they are caught, they will never admit it." Wang Zhixin scratched his head, with a confused face: "Who would actively call themselves a oil rat?"

With two ice picks hanging under his nose, Chao Sanpao shouted desperately: "Are you a policeman? Why are you so stupid? My name is Chao Sanpao, and this is Mouse Zhang, Sun Erlu, and Shouhou. I live here." In Juhua Hutong in the west of the city, there is a jar hidden in a corner under the bed, and there is twenty liters of gasoline in it, go and investigate, won’t you find out?”

Anyway, the fence is sitting still, and it is always warmer inside than outside.

The thin monkey sucked his lips from the cold: "Yes, my brother is not short of money?"

Hiss, it's really a gas guzzler.

Although he didn't understand why this fuel mouse was so stupid, Wang Zhixin was still rubbing his hands in excitement.

This is a great achievement!

"Well, Brother Weidong, are you trying to give me the credit?"

Wang Zhixin quietly pulled Li Weidong far away, and lit a cigarette for him.

Li Weidong took a deep breath, looked at him meaningfully, and grinned: "We are relatives, if we don't take care of you, who will I take care of!"

"Hey, you are really a good brother of me and Yushui." Wang Zhixin said excitedly.

A while ago, his family suspected that He Yushui's family background was not good, and he had an out-of-the-ordinary brother who wanted a small policeman to have a blind date with Director Wang's daughter in the bureau.

Wang Zhixin and He Yushui have a deep relationship, and they insisted on hunger strikes repeatedly to withstand the pressure.

Now Yushui's brother next door has actually made great contributions to him.

See what else they have to say!
"Yes, you are also a good boy, treat the rain better in the future!" Li Weidong took the opportunity to make a final decision and patted him on the shoulder: "If the rain dares to go home crying, I will drive a big truck and take your house to the building. Collapsing."

"...That can't, absolutely can't!"

Seeing that Li Weidong was full of evil spirits, Wang Zhixin shivered with fright, and promised again and again.

After thinking for a while, he looked around and said in a low voice, "I'm investigating what you asked me to do. I promise to investigate those boys to the bottom."

Wang Zhixin originally planned to find some materials to perfuse the past, but now seeing Li Weidong's strength, he decided to take a fish to the second uncle's house at night.

This is why Li Weidong gave away the reward he got.

For the driver, these gas guzzlers can at most exchange for a few words of reward.

But for the small film police, this is his ladder of progress.

[The essence of all interpersonal relationships and sophistication is exchange. 】

Li Weidong patted him heavily on the shoulder: "I'm relieved to have you worrying about me. I have to go back to the team, so you can find a way to deal with them yourself!"

Li Weidong threw Chaosanpao and the others to the side of the road, handed the iron oil drum and the kitchen knife to Wang Zhixin, and drove away in a truck.

Wang Zhixin looked at the struggling Chao Sanpao and smiled.

He shouted to the inside of the office: "Come on, I caught a few oil rats with the help of the masses."

Back to the convoy, it was already dark.

The drivers of the convoy are all back, and the repairmen are not off work, and they all gather around the cauldron to enjoy the fire.

Smelling the strong aroma of meat, everyone was so greedy.

Although drivers have high wages and subsidies, they are usually reluctant to eat meat.

Shan Xiaolin: "Wei Dong may have gone out to eat with friends, let's eat!"

Driver Xiao Wang: "That's right, I'm getting hungry."

"Clang clang clang!"

Niu Meng knocked the lid of the pot loudly with a big iron spoon, "No one is allowed to lift the lid until Master comes back."

Shan Xiaolin pouted, he also wanted such a good apprentice.

At this moment, a hearty voice came from outside: "Hey, everyone is waiting for me!"

Li Weidong entered the room and found that everyone was staring at the big iron pot, and his Adam's apple kept shaking.

"Cough. It's late, Niu Meng, let's cook!"

"Yeah!" Niu Meng lifted the lid of the pot.

The moment the lid was opened, a strong meaty aroma permeated the repair workshop.

The fragrance penetrated deep into the bone marrow, revealing a pungent and pungent taste, like an iron hand, tightly grasping everyone's intestines, and twisting eighteen more turns.

"Gudu", for a while, the sound of swallowing saliva came and went.

Chef Uncle Zhang picks up a large piece of sauce-red meat with chopsticks.

I didn't care whether it was hot or not, so I stuffed it into my mouth at once.

Although the fox meat is thin but not thick, it has tough tendons and is so chewy that you can't stop eating!

It seemed that before the taste was tasted, a large mouthful of meat had disappeared in the bottom of the throat in an instant.

"it is good!"

Old Uncle Zhang praised him fiercely, and licked his lips reluctantly.

Niu Meng took on the errand of cooking.

Everyone was given a small half of the lunch box, but they didn't last long enough to smoke a cigarette, and even licked the bottom of the bowl.

Seeing that Li Weidong's lunch box was full, Shan Xiaolin was about to curl his lips when Niu Meng stared back.

It is said to be a dinner party, but in fact, a fox weighs only seven or eight catties, which is not enough to eat at all.

The drivers brought a variety of food such as fungus, coriander, celery, and Chinese cabbage and put them in the pot.

Li Weidong stared straight at him.

Hey guys, the drivers are all little hamsters, right?
When Shan Xiaolin found out a black stick out of nowhere, Li Weidong was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't sit still.

Isn't this a banana whose skin is frozen black?
In this day and age, bananas are rare.

The supply and marketing cooperatives are out of stock at all, and the pigeon market will sell for two yuan more than a catty, which is enough to buy three or four catties of meat.

It's not for ordinary people at all, that is, those who frequent Lao Mo can afford it.

Shan Xiaolin wanted to throw the bananas into the cooking pot, but was stopped by Li Weidong.

"This stuff, can it be eaten after it's cooked?"

Shan Xiaolin pursed his lips and said with a smile, "I just came back from Guangzhou. I ate all the dry food in the car, and only half a bunch of bananas were left. It's getting dark now, and there's no place to buy steamed buns."

Li Weidong looked at the banana thoughtfully, took out two steamed buns from under the truck seat and stuffed them for him.

"This is proper eating."

"Hey, I ate your fox meat and your steamed buns. I made a lot of money today." Shan Xiaolin took the steamed buns and cut them into slices, pasted them on the black iron pan, and stood beside him, sucking his mouth.

Li Weidong touched his arm: "How much does a catty of bananas sell in Guangzhou?"

"I didn't spend any money. I brought a local person along. They gave it to me. There was a bumper harvest of bananas over there this year, and many of them rotted in the field." Shan Xiaolin said.

Hey, there's something wrong!

If we ship a batch of bananas back to the capital, wouldn't we make a lot of money?

It's winter now, and when the bananas are transported back to the capital, they are as cold as black and thick. The common people can't afford them, and the rich look down on them.

So Shan Xiaolin is the driver's willingness to bring souvenirs that are easy to preserve. As for bananas, they can only be used as steamed buns.

However, Li Weidong has a warehouse, which is perfect for keeping fresh at zero degrees.

Sure enough, people who rely entirely on their own efforts are masters wherever they go.

Li Weidong has already made up his mind.

Just need a reliable sales network.

Otherwise, if you don't get the money, you have to send yourself into the fence!
Shan Xiaolin had steamed buns, so naturally he didn't need bananas, so Li Weidong could live.

Well, this is a sample, give it to Fatty Yu and let him study it.

After eating and drinking, Niu Yong took out two jars of loose wine from the warehouse in the repair workshop.

"Weidong, come on, let's go, thanks to you today."

No one checks for drunk driving these days, and drivers like to have a drink.

Even some drivers hide half a bottle of Erguotou under their seats and drink a few sips while driving.

Can be bold.

Of course, the fleet is generally afraid of delays, and drivers are generally not allowed to drink.

Seeing Niu Yong take the initiative to bring out the wine, the drivers all became excited.

"Captain, you are a bit biased. Weidong can drink it, but we can't?"

"Go, go, go, this is celebration wine, don't mess around here!"

With his mouth as hard as a steel nail, Niu Yong still filled every lunch box with "tons, tons, tons".

The drivers grinned with joy, picked up their lunch boxes and yelled loudly.

"Hey, the captain poured the wine, we've got Weidong's favor today."

Picking up the lunch box, his Adam's apple trembled, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Li Weidong is no exception.

Needless to say, the taste of this loose wine is really good.

A lunch box contains more than 200 milliliters. After drinking, everyone's face is flushed, and they sit lazily on the chairs, enjoying the rare leisure time of the day.

Li Weidong hummed a ditty, crossed his legs, and drank hot tea.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion from the crowd.

"Shan Xiaolin, are you a bum?"

"Ai ai ai, Han Zhizhi, you are drunk, don't make trouble for nothing?"

"Just half a catty of wine can make my wife drunk."

I saw Han Zhizhi picked up the wine jar, poured out half of the lunch box, and drank it in one gulp.

She wiped her mouth and stared at Shan Xiaolin with red eyes: "Now, are you a brat?"

"Okay, I'm a bum, okay?"

Shan Xiaolin slipped out of the repair workshop with a look of being untouchable.

Only Han Zhizhi was left standing beside the pot with a lonely face.

(End of this chapter)