Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The middle-aged man sitting on the rickshaw has an upright posture. Even though he deliberately curls up a little, he still gives people a heroic impression. Anyone with a little experience will know that this person must be a military man.

There weren't many people in Shanghai in the afternoon, and Xu San didn't choose many passers-by. He and Miako didn't walk very fast, and they stopped from time to time to look at the roadside shops and eat some special snacks along the way.

I have to say that as a big city, it has a large capacity and you can see many snacks even on an ordinary street.

Stopping in front of a vendor's stall, Xu San took a look at the small white cakes on display and asked, "What is this?"

"Date paste and yam cake, a family-inherited craft, absolutely delicious!" The vendor smiled and introduced it to Xu San.

"Oh~" Xu San was surprised and asked, "This pastry should be from Peking, right?"

"Sir, you are really knowledgeable!" The vendor gave a thumbs up and praised him. "Sir, try one piece. If it tastes good, take a few more pieces."

"I haven't eaten it for years! Counting, it's been twenty-five or twenty-six years?" Xu San picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"Delicious!" Xu San's eyes narrowed into slits, and he spoke incoherently while chewing.

After swallowing it in one gulp, he picked up a piece and handed it to Miako, "Try it. This thing is rare even in Peking."

Miako took it, put it to her mouth and ate it in small bites.

The grass-mud yam cake was sweet and sour and refreshing, and she swallowed a small piece of it quickly.

He licked his lips, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Xu San picked up another piece and handed it over.

The vendor next to him also had a smile on his face, and it seemed that he loved eating.

Xu San looked at the vendor's stall and asked, "Are there any other cakes?"

"I made this today." The vendor answered honestly.

"How many more do you have?"

Hearing this, the vendor was delighted and thought, could it be that this gentleman wants to buy it all?
"There are less than 20 kilograms left. Sir, do you want to buy it all?"

Xu San considered the appetite of his family and said, "Give me 10 kilograms. I'll come to you next time I want to eat." The vendor counted the remaining cakes and said, "There are still 13 kilograms. Why don't you buy them all? I'll give you a discount."

"Haha~ No need to give me a discount, just charge the price. Besides, the skin of this pastry will become hard if it ages for a long time, and then it will be bad." Xu San smiled and picked up another piece and threw it into his mouth.

"You are really an expert." The waiter smiled and began to pack. "Sir, how do you want to pack it?"

"A small bag of half a pound." Xu San ate while taking a few pieces and handed them to Miako.

Miako took it from behind and said, "Buy more. Reiko will definitely like it."

"I want ten kilograms." Xu San clapped his hands and took a few more pieces.

The peddler suddenly heard two people speaking Japanese. He was a little stunned, and his hands were shaking a little.

Xu San took a look and asked, "How much?"

"Ten pounds. Twenty dollars?"

"Ocean?"

"No, no, legal tender! Even if you give me dollars, I can't spend it." The vendor said with a bitter face.

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Xu San took out the money and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't this wrong?"

"You can give ten dollars." The vendor said in a low voice.

Flipping through his wallet, Xu San pulled out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it over.

"Master, I can't make change for such a large sum of money?"

"I'll take care of all of this, including you, the guy selling the goods."

"Ah!" The vendor was stunned for an instant when he received the money, and didn't know what to do.

Xu San ignored the vendor and poured all the samples displayed outside into the basket, then picked up the shoulder pole and said, "Let's go." (End of this chapter)