Back to the cart.

When Ji Shuping saw the things in the hands of Sang Bai and the other two, he couldn't help but smile and said, "You are really good enough, why do you want to buy these things!"

Sanba was too lazy to answer.

Guo Changyou asked, "How is it, isn't it?"

While speaking, he showed a look on his face that I wanted to show off.

Unfortunately, Ji Shuping is not supportive.

"You still need to buy these things? Just grab a gun and catch them in the old forest. Rabbits are nothing. You can catch a basket of rabbits in a long time if you put them out."

"So easy?" Guo Changyou said.

Ji Shuping answered affirmatively: "That's for sure. Although there are fewer things in the mountains now, you can still get it if you want to fight. When these things are valuable, you are just two live deer. The little wild boar and rabbit are not valuable. Tell me how much do you buy each one?"

When Ji Shuping heard Guo Changyouyi's offer, he said: "It's not too expensive, but it's not too cheap. The two deer are still doe. I don't know if I have a baby with me."

As he said that, Ji Shuping got off the cart and reached out to touch the belly of the two doe.

"Well, yes, there are all cubs."

"You can touch this too?" Guo Changyou was really curious now.

Ji Shuping said: "Come here and touch it."

After saying that, waiting for Guo Changyou to come, he grabbed Guo Changyou's hand and placed it under the deer's belly.

"Ah! It's true, I seem to have touched the head of a deer," Guo Changyou said in surprise.

Ji Shuping smiled and thought to himself: Why don’t this rich boss in Hong Kong don’t know this? It turns out that rich people don’t understand everything.

Guo Changyou was so happy to touch him, so he asked Tokuma Aosuke to come and try it, and then wanted to call Sangbai, but Sangbai refused. He was not in the mood to touch the deer cub now. He was thinking about what to eat for lunch, but he was thinking about noon and couldn't stand it.

"What do you want to have something for lunch?" Sang Bai asked.

"Everyone brings steamed buns. Just heat up the soup you brought at home later," said Ji Shuping.

Guo Changyou said: "How can this happen? I treat you today, don't be polite."

Seeing everyone looking at him, Sang Bai smiled and said, "Please give him a chance. I'm waiting to go back to the village. How do this wild boar go back depends on everyone."

After saying this, everyone stopped being pretentious and thanked Guo Changyou one by one.

Guo Changyou counted the number of people and divided them into two groups to have dinner. The first group was led by Sang Bai and the villagers, while Guo Changyou and Tokuma Aosuke stayed to see the car.

There is no way, and Guo Changyou has to come to pay the bill in the end. Who will pay the bill after he finishes his meal first?

Sang Bai led the villagers to the state-owned hotel. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the waiter half lying on the table speaking.

"There is no food today, only noodles! There are all on the topping brand!"

When the villagers heard that there was no food, they were a little hesitant. They didn't mean that the villagers liked to eat, because the food was cheaper, so they drizzled it with a topping, which was convenient and reasonable, so they would be more expensive to eat noodles. Of course, it was not much expensive, but only two or three cents.

But the villagers are simple and will not say that someone treats them and eats openly.

"Just dough!"

Sang Bai signaled the villagers to sit first, but he said to the waiter: "We have two batches, and the other batch is watching the goods. I will wait for the second batch to transfer the accounts together. Don't worry, I can't run away here."

The waiter glanced at Sangbai, as if he was a little suspicious of whether Sangbai had the ability to pay.

Ji Yanping looked at the waiter's appearance and said, "Don't worry, we are from Liushuzhuang and will not owe you a few bowls of noodles."

It’s not that the villagers can’t afford it, but that they are used to saving and they are reluctant to pay the money. If they really want to eat it, let alone a bowl, and eat one every day, there will be no problem in the first half of the year.

"Oh!" After saying that, the waiter stood up lazyly: "What do you want to eat?"

Sang Bai signaled the villagers to order, but in a short while he saw that the villagers had finished ordering.

Let’s hear what the villagers ordered, either pickled cabbage noodles or green cabbage noodles, and they don’t even bring some meat.

So Sangbai waited for the last one to order, and opened his mouth and said, "Put a large meat topping and meatball topping to each of you, and a braised egg for each person."

"There are too many, there is no such thing as eating," Ji Yanping and others said immediately.

Sang Bai reached out to comfort everyone: "It's okay, everyone has worked hard all the way. They eat better and keep hunger. There are still dozens of miles to go back. We are not as careful as others to drive the car. We have to be careful when we are sleepy. We can smoke a cigarette to refresh ourselves. We can't be willing to be tough when we are hungry. Now eat more to fight hunger."

As he said that, he signaled the waiter to go to place an order.

The kitchen was made very fast. After ordering for less than three minutes, a bowl of steaming old braised noodles with toppings were brought up.

It’s not surprising that the following is fast. In a state-owned hotel worth more than 100 square meters, there are no one except Sangbai, so it’s just a few bowls of noodles. How could it be too busy?

As for why no one came in to have a meal, it was because the prices of state-owned hotels were too high for the villagers who were going to the market.

The cost is here, but the rent does not count. Just say that the salary of these seven or eight workers must be paid. There are at least two shifts a day, which is sixteen or seventeen. With the resumption of the rotation, there will be no matter how many people there are.

There are only so many people, how can you get the cost?

Moreover, eating here is the same as that of the county town. There are really few farmers in the countryside who can afford it. The key is that you still have to have food coupons. That is, state-owned enterprises can live in. If the private enterprises have a business in half a year, they will be ruined.

The villagers quickly finished sucking. They went back together and soon Guo Changyou and the others arrived.

"Order food!"

As soon as Guo Changyou entered the door, he showed the style of the big boss.

The waiter glanced at Guo Changyou, calmly as if Mount Tai, and said lightly, "This is a crisp word."

"Today there is no rice, no stir-fry, only noodles, and there are toppings on the brand. Otherwise, you can just add toppings, and order a few sorghum noodles steamed buns..."

"Don't eat that!"

When Guo Changyou heard about the sorghum steamed bun, he felt nauseous.

When he was a child, he had eaten for many years, but he couldn't stand it when he smelled the smell. How could he eat coarse grains again now?

This is a bit like the villagers in Liushu Village who eat sweet potato porridge. The porridge that Sangbai felt was fresh and sweet. The villagers, like Guo Changyou, couldn't smell it, and some people vomited as soon as they smelled it.

Nowadays, the villagers no longer plant sweet potatoes to cook porridge instead of making rice, but purely to make sweet potato vermicelli. It is estimated that the village only has a meal, but others will not eat it even if they are beaten to death.

"Then let's go with noodles. I'll give you a portion of eel topping, and a portion of pork liver topping, plus braised eggs and vegetarian goose. Are there any side dishes?" Guo Changyou asked.

"There are slaughter radish, cucumber, and kelp shreds. The first two are off-season, so they are more expensive."

"None?"

"It's gone, just these three." The waiter still spoke crisply.

"Then one for each one!"

Before Guo Changyou finished speaking, he heard a messy voice appearing at the door. It was amazing. A group of Japanese and Americans came to the store to have dinner together.

As soon as these people came in, the store was filled with customers, and there were dozens of people at all.

“Boss!”

After a while of greeting, the people sat down.

The husband is far away!

A sound of a waiter shouting.

It made Sangbai feel so painful when he heard it. Those who understand it knew it was called the waiter, and those who don’t understand it thought they were speaking foreign languages.

After hearing this, the crowd outside burst into laughter.

Sang Bai turned his head and found that the door of the window outside was full of people, and there were too many people, which instantly reduced the brightness of the house.

No wonder the house is dark, the feelings are like this group of people who are watching the fun blocked the windows and so on.

When they sat on the table, a group of Americans took off their hats, and the yellow and red hair lit out, which immediately caused a commotion outside.

Sang Bai was originally planning to help these people order orders, but when he saw that the Japanese group of Japanese people had no problem seeing the order cards on the wall. He even guessed and ordered the noodles. At the same time, he could help American colleagues order orders, so he lowered his head to eat noodles.

Not only did I eat noodles, but I also ate noodles very quickly, because Sangbai couldn't stand the atmosphere here. Not to mention the eyes outside, even the waiter inside was staring at the blonde and blue-eyed foreigners in a daze, making Sangbai lose his appetite at all.

"Good guy, it's like watching monkeys in a zoo."

Guo Changyou wiped his sweat when he left the door.

Tokuma Aosuke said: "I guess I haven't seen it before. If you have time, you won't have such a problem if you let them out for a walk."

Sang Bai did not comment. He asked these guys to come to cooperate with his work, not to let them eliminate the curiosity of the villagers about foreign devils. Sang Bai was not the county magistrate. He was the boss of DreamWorks and Blizzard, so this matter was not up to him.

The three of them walked around together, but there was really nothing to transfer. They returned to the cart and waited for the Japanese and Americans to come back.

These people were quite good at slipping away, and they did not turn back until 2:30 in the afternoon.

When they came back, they all became dealers. Americans like basket-machinery and other handicrafts, while Japanese people like New Year's paintings. Anyway, both sides bought a lot of them, and they carried them on their shoulders and hands, just like Chinese vendors who went to Russia ten years later.

Everyone has arrived, so prepare to go back.

This time, everyone nodded carefully, for fear of leaving Guo Changyou and others behind.

At this point, I really found that there was one missing person, so everyone started looking for it separately. After searching for half an hour, they found the person.

Sang Bai asked with a stern face, "What have you done?"

The honest answered: "I wanted to go to the toilet, but I couldn't find it, so I turned to find the toilet, and I was a little lost in this turn..."

Sang Bai had nothing to say. This guy got lost when he looked for a toilet. He was lucky to know how to speak Chinese. He was full of Japanese and was sent to the town government by a kind-hearted fellow villager.

Looking for the lost person in the toilet immediately became the target of everyone's teasing.

It is understandable that there are no public toilets in the town now, so it is solved by finding a corner of all sizes, and there is no need for toilets.

Some people also have dry toilets behind their homes, but how can a Japanese recognize him?

After a small episode, the team finally walked back one by one.

When they arrived, the plows were all empty, and when they returned, they were all full. Many of them were not very heavy, but the space was large, like blues, and they could not be put together. Dozens of baskets piled up like hills.
Chapter completed!