Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 165, Broken Hou

When Lin Kun heard that there was no more meat, he was disappointed for a moment, and Bu Nao didn't ask any more questions.

If the current ration had been reduced again, it would give him a headache.

For a family of four, four tickets were issued that month, and Ye Yi received 6 taels.

So I went to the butcher shop, but I couldn't buy it very often, and it was sold out at noon.

Not only meat, but other meats as well.

After Yang Xiaole inquired about the situation clearly, he was ready to leave. Then he stood up and said, "Brother Lin, he will come over tomorrow to check on that matter. Everything else is fine. Thank you! He will go back first."

After hearing his words, Lin Kun put down the bowls and chopsticks and sent him to the door of the house.

Yang Xiaole came to the courtyard, glanced at Lin Junsheng and Lin Junhu, and then walked out of the courtyard.

When the two of them saw this, they followed him.

Lin Kun didn't care either. During that time, he knew about his son's fight with the wrong party.

After I came out, I didn't leave. Two people were waiting at the door.

"Uncle Mouse!"

After the two people came out, they made the mistake of saying hello to him.

Yang Xiaole nodded, glanced behind him, and when he saw no one was coming, he turned to the two of them and whispered: "Dalong, Xiaohu, we two will ask our father and the others to pull the cart from now on, right?"

Lin Junhu's father is Lin Fei, Lin Kun's junior brother.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Well, his father said that he won't be allowed to be here after the Chinese New Year. Why don't you go on a scooter with them first? What's wrong, Uncle Mouse?"

Lin Junhu asked something strange.

They had talked about that matter before when they chatted, but I don't know why he didn't ask.

Yang Xiaole said with his legs on his back: "It's okay. From now on, the two of us will follow him. If there is nothing wrong with the guys at the cart team, we can go. But if he asks you to call us, we have to be on call, or even a

We have to work with him every month, so we can rest assured that he will make up for the money we earn from doing the work, which will be a lot more, how about that?"

The two of them fished the fish first, and the rest slowly caught those who were no longer interested in fishing.

No rush.

With those two iron bumps, everything will be much easier.

Upon seeing this, the two of them looked at each other, hesitantly.

Seeing the expressions of the two people, Yang Xiaole said directly: "Don't worry, what we are asked to do will not be anything dangerous, and nothing will happen. Please let us do dangerous things, we don't have to do it!"

That’s fine, if you follow him from now on, it will ensure that we won’t be hungry in the future.”

The two of them pondered for a while after hearing those words, and finally nodded.

Lin Junsheng thought for a while and said, "Okay, I will listen to Uncle Mouse from now on. He has to go back and discuss something with his father."

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while, then Fu Fu shook his head: "Don't talk about it yet, let's just fuck him for a while. If it's okay, we'll do it. If it doesn't, we'll just pretend it's nothing. Okay."

After hearing what they said, the two thought for a while and agreed to come.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yang Xiaole waved his legs and said, "Okay, let's go back. He has something to do!"

But he himself pushed the bicycle and left.

Seeing him leaving, the two of them went back.

I’ll be looking forward to studying for a while!

Ever since Bu Nao found out that he would not be allowed to stay for half a year next year, the two of them actually had no intention of studying anymore.

Yang Xiaole was walking on the road. At this time, he thought of an alternative way out and a career that allowed him to travel around.

Then it’s Mr. Ban’er.

There are two parts of income for cart masters. One is that most of the orders come from train stations and orders dispatched by major units at service stations.

One possibility is to do private work for others, such as moving, pulling things, etc.

The flexibility is very good.

It's very suitable for someone like him who can't stand his temper.

Whether you do more or less, it doesn't really matter what you say.

Then choose one of them and think about it slowly to see if there is any good way.

I rode my bike straight to Dashilar.

Dashilan is a famous commercial street in Kyoto, where there are many time-honored brands.

There are pubs, restaurants, teahouses, cinemas...

Give him the feeling of coming to the old streets of later generations.

And there are many small stalls setting up stalls nearby. After asking for a long time, I found the "Braised Cooking Zhang" stall that Lin Kun mentioned in a corner.

However, it was already past lunch time at that time, and the store didn't open until around four o'clock in the afternoon.

have to.

Hong took a trip.

Since no one was there, he was in no hurry to leave. It was very early anyway, less than two o'clock.

Pushing the car, I looked at an old-fashioned tavern.

Qianmen Bistro.

He stood at the door curiously and looked around.

Even though it's past dinner time, there are many people inside, exuding the aroma of liquor.

Yang Xiaole thought for a while and decided to go in and have a look.

Sometimes there are old shops that have a lot of good wines, and they basically sell loose wines without asking for tickets.

He also had some people asking for votes.

Except for famous wines, which have special tickets, all others are not unified.

The car stopped at the door and I went in to take a look.

There were a group of old men inside, chatting and bragging.

Shut up and speak in the old Kyoto accent, which sounds very authentic.

Kyoto has been an imperial capital for hundreds of years, and people from all over the world come from all over the world. In fact, most of the accents are not the Kyoto accent that is the native dialect.

The table is set with exquisite blue and white wine bottles, and even the dishes are exquisite and simple tableware.

Yang Xiaole took a quick look and knew that these were all items from private kilns. If you put them away in the future, they would not be worth eight thousand each.

He glanced around.

There are only two waiters in the store.

A young woman in her thirties and an old man with big eyes.

After Yang Xiaole came in, he went straight to the service counter and saw several wine jars there, with several bamboo wine hangings placed in them.

"Sister! Let me ask you something. Do we have any good wine or old wine? Their old man likes wine. He is thinking about buying him some wine."

The young woman was settling accounts and raised her head when she heard those words.

He said with a professional smile: "It depends on how good your old man is. Then everyone's taste is different."

Yang Xiaole looked at Fang Fang's face and was stunned for a moment, then said: "Oh, the old man likes to drink Niulanshan, he is very good at Fenjiu."

The wrong person has a melon-shaped face, a delicate face, and is very good-looking.

"Oh! That's it!"

The young woman thought for a while after hearing his words, and finally said: "Is the price negotiable?"

“The price is no problem, as long as the wine is good.”

"There are so many jars of old wine, but the price is a bit expensive. A jar of ten kilograms, unopened, costs RMB 18 per kilogram. It is sold unopened! Please vote."

After that, continue to settle accounts.

When Yang Xiaole heard the price, he felt that the price of the wine was indeed extremely high.

I would like to know that the most expensive Maotai now is only 2 yuan and 7 cents per bottle, and a bottle weighs about a pound.

It is indeed considered a high-priced wine.

Ordinary loose wine only costs two or three cents per catty, and ordinary people in the city can afford it.

The more expensive the port, the better.
To be continued...