Zhang Chen rode his motorcycle to the house, and his heart was mixed all the way. It was the first time he knew that someone made money from yesterday to today. It turned out that he made money so much and so quickly. He and Liu Ligan worked hard every day, and got up early and worked in the dark for a year, which was no more than a fraction of others.

When they returned home, Jin Lili and Liu Ligan, each with a chair, resting their feet on the railing, sitting in the corridor bragging. When they saw Zhang Chen coming up with a gloomy expression, Liu Ligan asked:

"What's wrong? I'm hit again?"

Zhang Chen leaned against the railing and told them about his feelings. Jin Lili shouted: "What's the matter? What's the reason for this? The money you earn in a year? The fuck our company, a business, earns more than one hundred people in our bearing factory in a year. What's so strange about this?"

"Yes, don't be unbalanced or jealous. Now, we are the hard-working bees, the queen bees, we are busy ants, the ant king, we are at the lowest end of the food chain, do you know?"

Liu Ligan looked at Zhang Chen and continued, "But whether it is the queen bee or the ant king, they all grew up from little bees and little ants. In short, we also have the day when we become kings. By that time, you will use the time you fart every day, and the money will not be delayed, and will still fly towards you automatically."

"This pole is a high level of awareness. If a person with such enlightenment does not make a fortune, it will not be tolerated by nature." Jin Lili said, "But I am hungry with busy ants and worker bees."

Liu Ligan slapped his thigh and shouted, "Haha, I know a good place. I'll take you there. Let's go eat Dongshan Goat Hotpot from Hainan locals."

"Don't Dongshan Goat Hotpot be eaten at the crater?" Jin Lili asked.

"No, just there on Boai Road. I saw many people passing by that day, and they looked delicious." Liu Ligan shouted.

When they arrived downstairs, Liu Ligan and Zhang Chen were rushing to ride a motorcycle. Zhang Chen refused. Liu Ligan cursed, "Well, I'll sit at the end and hold your girlfriend?"

Jin Lili giggled, Zhang Chen was right to think about it, and gave him the key. Liu Ligan was in the front, and between Jin Lili, Zhang Chen sat the last one, stretched out his hands, grabbed Liu Ligan's belt, and surrounded Jin Lili between his hands.

Liu Ligan patted the motorcycle seat and shouted, "Doesn't there be a belt on it, do you have to pull me?"

Zhang Chen ignored him and did not let go.

Liu Ligan cursed: "I was hungry at first, but I was almost hungry after being strangled by you like this."

Zhang Chen also scolded: "If you are hungry, don't be too verbally speaking, go quickly."

Liu Ligan recharged the accelerator, three people and one motorcycle rushed forward with a bang.

They arrived at Boai Road and stopped in front of a low old house. The roadside was full of motorcycles and bicycles. Liu Ligan gathered the cars together, freed up a seat, and inserted his motorcycle into it and parked it.

Liu Ligan took them for more than ten steps and arrived in front of a dilapidated storefront. The storefront was about four or five meters wide, and two-thirds were occupied by a glass compartment with the upper half, and the remaining one-third was an aisle.

Jin Lili looked up and saw that the store didn't even have a name. Jin Lili said in confusion: "Kanzi, what are you going to take us to this broken place?"

Liu Ligan smiled and said, "You will know later."

They walked to the front of the glass compartment, and Zhang Chen and Jin Lili were startled. They saw that on a row of wooden shelves in the compartment, there were baskets of lamb, with more than a dozen baskets. On the counter with white tiles in the glass, there were two large aluminum basins, one was pickled duck intestines, and the other was pieces of duck blood. Apart from that, there were no other dishes.

The glass compartment was crowded with people. Liu Ligan asked for five kilograms of mutton, a portion of duck intestines and a portion of duck blood. The person inside was writing on paper, and shouting in Hainanese dialect, probably calling for other people to chop the mutton.

Liu Ligan paid the money and took the note. The words on the note were harder to recognize than doctors. No one could see clearly what they wrote.

Liu Ligan led the two of them into the interior. After passing through the storefront, Zhang Chen and Jin Lili were startled. They saw that there was a yard as big as three or four basketball courts in front of them. There were big banyan trees on the end, lush and green, covering the entire yard.

There are more than a hundred wooden tables under the banyan tree. The tables are very short, as high as the tables of kindergarten children. They are all small square tables, with four small bamboo chairs on all sides. In the middle of the table is a charcoal blast stove made of mud, with large black casseroles on top. The lids of the casserole are aluminum, which have been bumped into a pothole.

Most of the tables in the yard were full. Zhang Chen and Jin Lili, judging from the buzzing sounds on the faces and ears of these people, they were all Hainan locals. They looked for it carefully, but there was really a table that looked like outsiders.

Liu Ligan told them that it was still early and in half an hour, there would be no seats here and there would be queues.

Liu Ligan handed the note on his hand to a little girl standing at the entrance of the passage. The little girl took them inside and led them to a table. She didn't say anything, turned around and left.

The three of them sat down. In addition to the stove and casserole, there was a bottle of light soy sauce and a bottle of vinegar. On the side was an aluminum bowl with more than a dozen small green oranges in it. In front of the four seats were four equally bumpy aluminum bowls and four pairs of chopsticks.

Although the table is short, it is a comfortable height with the air stove and casserole. It seems that its shortness is not unreasonable.

After a while, a man came over with a large Sprite bottle, but didn't say anything. He just signaled them to sit farther with his hands. The three of them moved the chair back. The man picked up the casserole and placed it at his feet. Then he opened the Sprite bottle. Zhang Chen and the others smelled a strong smell of gasoline.

The man sprinkled some gasoline onto the charcoal in the blast stove, then scratched a match and threw it into the stove. When the charcoal inside was lit.

He took the casserole, sat back on the stove, and left with the Sprite bottle.

After a while, a woman came over, carrying a plastic bucket in one hand and a horse spoon in the other. She walked to them and did not speak. Instead, she knocked on the aluminum bowl in front of the empty seat with the horse spoon. Liu Ligan shook his head and said to her: "No one."

The woman's three-horse spoonful, and in their three bowls, she served half a bowl of yellow and sticky dipping sauce. Jin Lili shouted, What is this?

The woman ignored her and turned around and went somewhere else.

After a while, two little girls came over. One held a large plate of duck intestines and a large plate of duck blood in his hand. He paused on their table, then lifted the lid of the casserole. Inside the casserole was a pot of milky white soup, including angelica, astragalus, Codonopsis, wolfberry and red dates, and a ball of grass roots. Another little girl slid a pot of marinated mutton into the casserole.

The two little girls turned around and wanted to leave. Liu Ligan grabbed one and pointed to the grassroots in the casserole and asked, "What is this?"

"Ground courage!" After the little girl said, she covered the casserole and threw Liu Ligan away and left.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, "Damn it, it's so fierce. Why do you feel like you're in Liangshan?"

Jin Lili also said suspiciously: "No people in this place speak?"

Liu Ligan thought for a while and said, "Probably because the business is too good and the place is too noisy. If you talk, your voice will be hoarse for about a day."

Zhang Chen and Jin Lili thought about it, probably the same is true.

"Shanzi, don't you drink anything?" Zhang Chen looked at the table and remembered.

"This store has no wine or beverages to sell, so you have to buy it yourself," said Liu Ligan.

"Then where can we buy it?" Zhang Chenqi said. In this world, there are hotels that do not sell alcohol?

Liu Ligan waved his hand and shouted, "Did you see it? It's all around."

Zhang Chen and Jin Lili looked around and saw that there were more than a dozen windows open in the low houses on both sides of the yard. Many people bought cigarettes, alcohol, drinks, and various vegetables from these windows.

Zhang Chen suddenly realized that this was really harmonious. The business of this store was so good, but he did not sell alcohol and vegetables himself, which was equivalent to giving other businesses to the neighbors. After the neighbors made money, they would naturally not have any objections to the noise in the courtyard, nor would they be jealous of the owner of the store.

It seems that people in Haicheng are stupid and lazy, but they don’t understand it. In their slow pace of life and state, there are a lot of survival wisdom that you just don’t understand.
Chapter completed!