Old Hao couldn't help but become curious when he saw that Mr. Fang was still ignoring people, immersed in eating fish, and even stopped drinking Wuliangye.
"Here, let me try my brother and sister's craftsmanship." Old Hao said, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece on the carp's back and put it into his mouth.
The taste is fragrant and sweet, the meat is tender and elastic, it is simply the best fish. After tasting it carefully, Hao couldn't help but praise it in his heart.
"It's really good food." Lao Hao was not polite, and he moved his chopsticks continuously, and piece after piece of fish meat went into his mouth.
"Eat slowly, be careful of the fish bones." Mr. Fang's wife quickly reminded her when she saw the two old men starting to fight over each other.
Under the powerful attack of the two gluttons, a carp weighing one and a half kilograms was quickly reduced to bones. Old Hao was unwilling to give in, poured the remaining soup on the plate into a bowl, and mixed it with rice to eat.
"It's all you who make me unable to eat enough." Mr. Fang looked at the miserable situation on the plate, put down his chopsticks and said dissatisfied. Upon hearing this, his wife quickly patted him on the thigh.
Lao Hao didn't take it seriously at all. He even took a few bites of white rice soaked in soup and sighed in admiration.
"It's delicious, it's delicious, Lao Fang, you old boy are not very interesting. You hide such delicious fish for fear that your old brother will take advantage. This is not right."
At the same time, Lao Hao began to ask which vegetable market he bought this fish from.
"This kind of fish is wild fish, and the quantity is very small. The quantity I buy is subject to the quantity limit. Also, I promised others not to spread it to others." Mr. Fang shook his head and refused.
Old Hao was unwilling to give up. He threatened and lured him, and asked questions again and again, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal.
In the end, it was Mr. Fang’s wife who revealed the truth and said that every time Mr. Fang went to the bun shop in Shigu Lane to eat steamed buns, he would bring a few of these fish with him when he came back.
"Baozi shop? Farm buns. I know this. I've eaten there several times. The buns there taste really good, but I haven't seen the bun shop selling fish?" Old Hao remembered the bun shop, and he was the one who suggested Fang in the first place.
The old man went there.
"I don't specialize in selling fish. I just raise some wild fish for use in private restaurants. If you go, it will be very difficult for others." Seeing that the channel was exposed, Mr. Fang had no choice but to persuade.
"What's so difficult? The purpose of opening a restaurant and doing business is to make money. Isn't it about making money? At worst, if something happens there in the future, I won't be able to do anything. After all, I have been in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Municipal Party Committee for so many years.
"Old Hao didn't take it seriously.
"Don't mention your business with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. You have been retired for so long, and no one treats you like a green onion." Mr. Fang deliberately belittled the other party.
"You old boy look down on me too much. Among the boys in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, none of them were promoted by me. Don't look at them in front of others. If they come to my place, they all have to stand obediently.
Just listen to my old man's lectures and don't even dare to take a breath." Old Hao said with his eyes widened.
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In the afternoon, the bun shop welcomed a customer with a big white beard, followed by a young man in his twenties or eighties. He asked to see the restaurant owner by name. The waiter saw the old man's extraordinary bearing and did not dare to neglect, so he quickly informed Li Youran.
"Are you Boss Li?" The old man with a big white beard looked up and down at the young man in front of him. Seeing that he was well-proportioned, strong and full of energy, he couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart.
"Yes, you can just call me Xiao Li. What's your surname, please?" Li Youran also looked at the strange old man in front of him.
"Minggui, my surname is Hao, this is Xiao Liu, Lao Fang introduced me here. He said the fish here are good, and there is a fish pond. Please show me if there is anything wrong." Old Man Hao said straight to the point.
Li Youran roughly understood what was going on. It seemed that this old man Hao came from Mr. Fang's place and must have tasted fish.
Fortunately, there are a lot of fish in the fish pond now, and they grow quickly. In addition to being used by private restaurants, they are also very wealthy. Mr. Fang should be able to handle it if he has a few friends.
So, Li Youran took the white-bearded Old Man Hao to the fish pond in the backyard, opened the door of the glass lighting cover, and let Old Man Hao and his entourage in for a visit.
Seeing the pond full of fresh fish, Old Man Hao's eyes immediately widened. He was an expert, and he knew at a glance that the fish in this fish pond must be all wild fish, otherwise they would not be jumping so happily and splashing in the water.
Thinking of the taste of the steamed carp at noon, Old Hao had a great appetite and immediately made a purchase request.
Li Youran knew very well that Mr. Fang's friends were definitely not ordinary people. It was okay to sell him a few fish. A series of friendships would also be good for future development, but he couldn't let the old man find it too easy. So he first made a lot of decisions.
He looked embarrassed and said that this fish was hard to come by. He mobilized many fishmongers to buy it from the countryside, and it grew slowly. Private restaurants were very nervous about supplying it. Mr. Fang was an old friend. It was already very difficult to supply him with a few fish every week.
So much.
Old Man Hao was very dissatisfied. He even said that Boss Li treated one favorably and that he was also a customer of the steamed bun shop. He had recommended Old Man Fang to come here. Otherwise, he would have done nothing because of Old Man Fang's ignorant head.
I know that in this place, if you want to eat steamed buns, you can only go to the greasy and dirty breakfast shop outside their community. How can it be as comfortable as it is now? If you want to eat steamed buns, eat steamed buns, eat fish, eat fish, what a life.
A comfort.
Li Youran was very amused. This old man Hao was really a straightforward person. He had no choice but to say that since he was Mr. Fang's friend, he would naturally be satisfied. So he asked Old Man Hao whether he would do it himself or not.
Let others do it for you.
"Let me tell you, when I was in the field army, I would catch fish and turtles in the river to improve my food. All these things were leftover from playing."
Old Man Hao naturally wanted to try his hand to show off his old and strong demeanor. He picked up the copy placed by the pool. Li Youran took a look and saw that it was not the biggest one. He didn't know where Uncle Qi had put the biggest one. Old Man Hao came first
Find the target among the fish, then wave the pick into the water, fish it out, it's empty, then fish it out again, it's still empty.
"Ho ho, the fish here is a bit evil. It's quite strong." Old Man Hao refused to admit defeat and continued to greet.
The young man surnamed Liu behind him gave up and quickly stepped forward to stop him, fearing that the old man would slip his back.
"Mr. Hao, if you can catch a few fish, why don't you do it yourself? Let me try it too. We young people also need to exercise regularly." The young man surnamed Liu found a step for him.
"Okay, come on then, I have to take a rest." Old Hao had sweat on his face and was breathing heavily.
The young man named Liu was really good at it. After struggling for about twenty minutes, he finally got a herring and a silver carp. But he was also very tired.
Li Youran had no choice but to take action himself. If they were to make them go through so much trouble, he wouldn't do anything today.
I saw that his movements were like lightning, and he would catch every net, and he quickly caught four or five fish.
Old man Hao's eyes widened. He repeatedly called him a master and asked the young man named Liu to learn from him.
Li Youran put all the fish into a black plastic bag and asked Uncle Qi to weigh it.
Old Man Hao had already learned the price of fifty per catty from Mr. Fang and paid the bill happily.
When leaving, Li Youran told him again that he should keep it secret and not let more people know about the fish here. Old Man Hao agreed wholeheartedly.