"Well, two bowls of dumplings." Zhang Manyin sat down helplessly. Prices rose rapidly. The dumplings that were still 2 cents per bowl last year were 3 cents per bowl this year. Farmers earned money on average and could not make 30 cents a day. They had to eat 6 cents a day at once, and Zhang Manyin was really reluctant to leave. They originally planned to buy two buns for beggars, one cent per cent, only 2 cents. It was not that Zhang Manyin couldn't bear to leave, but it was really hard to make money. Today, I used dozens of dollars to buy seeds, and then I had to buy fertilizers and pesticides. These things were so expensive. Last night, I calculated with my wife for one night, and the fertilizer money this year was a little short of money. When would I catch a few chickens and sell them on the street.

There are not many people who come to buy things on the street, but they are willing to go to restaurants to eat dumplings. A kid who also comes to buy things on the street with adults is staring at Zhang Jiaohua, but unfortunately the adults are tightly pulled and left step by step.

The owner of the dumpling restaurant quickly brought two bowls of dumplings. The dumplings were counted one by one, totaling twelve. Zhang Manyin scooped two out of the bowl and put them in Zhang Jiaohua's bowl. When Zhang Jiaohua looked at him strangely, he muttered, "I have a bad appetite today. If I eat leftovers, I will waste it."

Zhang Jiaohua didn't think much about the authenticity of Zhang Manyin's words. Anyway, he has a very big appetite now. Not to mention eating two more, even if two bowls are added together, it may not be able to fully fill his stomach.

Zhang Manyin may still recall the last time he ate dumplings on the street. After thinking about it, he brought Lian, but the two brothers Youping came to the street and never wanted to eat them once. At that time, the family was even poorer and could not even have enough food. How could he bear to eat dumplings on the street?

The dumplings are filled with meat, and the chopped green onions are more than meat, but the chopped green onions are very fragrant. The dumpling soup uses bone soup stewed with big bones. It is slightly milky white. The soup is vaguely oily and tastes good.

Zhang Yaohua ate a bowl of hot dumplings and soup into his stomach in a few bites. After eating, he sat aside and waited.

At this time, three young men with some oil and gas and few funny things walked into the dumpling restaurant. The three of them had curly hair, which was the standard hairstyle for second-rate men these days. These three people seemed to have some problems with their feet. They were all limping. In fact, these three people had some interactions with Zhang Yaohua. Zhang Yaohua could not see them last time. They were the three second-rate men who secretly wanted the wine from Zhang Yaohua's family on New Year's Eve.

"Boss, let's have three bowls of dumplings." Sun Dinggui was the one with the least slandered by the three. As soon as he walked into the dumpling restaurant, he slapped the table hard.

"Wait a minute, and you'll be here soon." The owner of the dumpling restaurant looked bitter. When these three plague gods came, they would not only leave their business, but they would be afraid that they would lose some money. However, people who live with their brains could not afford to offend them. The owner of the dumpling restaurant could only deal with it carefully.

Zhang Manyin glanced at the three of them and quickly said to Zhang Jiaohua in a low voice, "Don't look at these people."

Zhang Jiaohua nodded.

Zhang Manyin quickly accelerated the speed of eating dumplings.

Jinhu and his wife have been eyeing them since three second-rate people entered the dumpling restaurant.

"Brother Gui, did you feel a cold wind when you came in?" Li Fading suddenly shivered.

"Maybe this house is rather silly." Yuan Renqiang also felt a cold coming towards him.

Sun Dinggui smiled and said, "You two are not good at all. Why are you cold? Why didn't I feel it?"

Seeing Zhang Yaohua and his team's two shoulder poles standing beside their tables, Li Dinggui became interested, "Sunball. Two mud legs also ran over to get to the restaurant."

Sun Dinggui walked over and prepared to hook the shoulder pole with his feet, and then the shoulder pole fell down and could hit Zhang Jiaohua or Zhang Manyin.

But to his surprise, he gently hooked the pole, but did not fall down, but instead overturned himself. His legs and feet were a little inconvenient, but suddenly, such an accident happened, and he made himself look into a very ugly position.

Sun Dinggui fell so hard that he was confused and sat on the ground in a daze.

Li Fading and Yuan Renqiang hurriedly ran over to help Li Dinggui up, "Brother Gui, have you tripped by this mud leg?"

Sun Dinggui didn't understand what was going on, but he nodded, "It must have been stumbled by them."

"Okay, you dare to give up on Brother Gui. You can't let this matter go today!" Yuan Renqiang grabbed the shoulder pole, but who knew that the shoulder pole was uncontrollable when it came to his hands. The shoulder pole was raised high, drew an arc in the air, and then slammed it directly on Li Fading's head beside him. Li Fading's head was suddenly knocked heavily, and immediately fell to the ground straight.

Yuan Renqiang was scared to death and wanted to throw away the shoulder pole. Who knew that the shoulder pole was not under his control at all. He went to the order and also came to Sun Dinggui, who was still rubbing his butt. Sun Dinggui looked at Yuan Renqiang in confusion and fell head, but fortunately there was a Li Fa underneath, so he was not hurt again.

Yuan Rengui was like seeing a ghost. He finally threw the pole in his hand off, but the pole flew towards the roof. After bounced on the roof, it hit him accurately on the top of his head.

Bang!

Yuan Rengui also lay straight on Sun Dinggui and Li Fading.

Zhang Manyin watched everything happen in a daze. The owner of the dumpling restaurant was stunned and stood there with a bowl of dumplings in his hand.

Zhang Jiaohua giggled when he saw it. Only he knew that all this was Jinhu and others. But these people deserved it.

Zhang Manyin quickly counted six cents from his pocket, picked up the shoulder pole, picked up the things, pulled Zhang Yaohua and hurried out to run outside.

"Go away quickly." Zhang Manyin was a little panicked. Although it had nothing to do with him, how could he say it clearly if such a thing is stuck?

"I have to go to Grandpa Luo's house." Zhang Yaohua said.

"Don't go today. If..." Zhang Manyin was a little worried.

"It's okay. They are committed to death by themselves, and it's not our business. Uncle Robert is still the police station police. If these bad guys dare to go, they will be arrested and sent to jail." Zhang Yaohua was not worried. If these three guys dared to come, Jin Hu and others would deal with them.

The two of them walked quickly. As they walked, Zhang Manyin looked back from time to time to see if the guys had caught up with them.

When he walked to Luo Yongming's house, Lao Xiao's fried dough sticks emitted a strong fragrance of sesame oil, which made Zhang Yaohua's stomach start to roar again.

"Go away quickly, let's put down your things later, and we'll rush back." Zhang Manyin felt that he could not stay on the street for too long to avoid long nights and dreams. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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