The vegetable market after the rain seemed muddy, and with this scene, the scene suddenly became a little chaotic, and even the market managers hurried over to coordinate.

"You are not a vegetable seller, so why are you going to make trouble?" The middle-aged vegetable vendor did not expect it to arouse public anger. He quickly explained, "Every location in this vegetable market is rented by everyone. It is impossible that I paid the money but it was cheaper for others, right?"

"Then you can't explain it to the old man? What's the most terrible thing?"

"Can you just let others sell the vegetables? How much time can his order of food take up?"

"Do you understand respecting the elderly and loving the young?"

"I really need to lose."

"Who do you think you deserve to smoke? Do you have the habit of smoking me?" The middle-aged vegetable vendor was extremely depressed, and then heard such an inappropriate voice in the crowd, and he was immediately furious.

"You have to be violent!" Some people who are flirting with the crowd continue to speak out and provoke.

"Everyone is calm." The market manager quickly stood in the middle to dissuade him, "He was right. Every stall in the vegetable market needs to pay rent. This is the regulation. But then again, he did something wrong. After all, the other party is an elderly person. Isn't it enough, you, a junior, just explain it to the elderly clearly?"

The middle-aged vegetable vendor wanted to defend himself a few more words, but when he saw the manager's blinking action, he swallowed back what he wanted to say, blushed and said, "Blame me, blame me, I didn't control my voice in the early morning."

"That's right. Everyone hurry up and buy vegetables. If you delay, the fresh vegetables will be snatched away. Let's all be dispersed." Market managers have dealt with many similar things. They gave enough face to both parties in the quarrel. They neither favored nor helped, and blocked everyone's mouth in just a few words.

However, when things have come to this point, most people have ignored the other side of the incident, that is, the old man carrying a shoulder pole.

Chen Chong had also sarcastically sarcastically among the crowd, but when the crowd dispersed, he immediately caught up with the bleak old man behind him.

"Grandpa, wait a moment." There were many people visiting the vegetable market in the morning, and the vegetables hanging on the bicycle were heavy. Chen Chong pushed it very hard, and his voice was a little quick.

The old man carrying a shoulder pole didn't know who Chen Chong was calling, and he was struggling to carry the shoulder pole while shouting.

"Grandpa..." Chen Chong finally caught up with the former, "Wait a minute, huh..."

"Oh, buy vegetables? I grow this vegetable myself, it's very fresh!" The old man's face had deep wrinkles and almost all white hair, but his smile was very sincere, his muddy eyes were full of hope, and there was no sign of the anger and loneliness he had when he was scolded before.

"I planted it myself?" Chen Chong took the front of the car and breathed a sigh of relief.

"My old woman has nothing to do all day, so she found an open space to grow vegetables. Look, these green bamboo shoots are so fresh. If you buy them, put some on them. They will definitely be delicious!" The old man spoke very quickly, afraid that the customers would not buy them.

Chen Chong took a quick look with the "ingredient identification technique". It was indeed very fresh, and all achieved the quality of "7". More importantly, there was a basket of tender tofu on the other end of the shoulder pole.

This tofu is not a naturally grown ingredient, but is processed with soybeans, so the 'ingredient identification' is ineffective. However, this is not the point. The point is that this basket of tofu is still steaming. When the old man walked, the tofu was also jumping slightly, which shows that it is very elastic.

"Your tofu looks good."

"Hehe, I didn't have much ability when I was a child, so I learned from others." The old man's eyes were a little proud, "It's not that I was bragging, the tofu in the entire vegetable market is not as authentic as I did. How about it, let's have a piece of it?"

Chen Chong did not answer directly, but changed the topic, "Grandpa, I think you are over 70 and almost 80, right? You are so old, you still do this all day long? It's very tiring."

The authentic Mapo tofu memory recipe includes the method of making tofu, but it involves a stone mill, so I chose to give up temporarily.

In today's era, stone mills can only be seen in a very small number of rural families, and they are very few.

"My younger generations also advised me to rest assured, but I can't stay idle. I have nothing to do anyway. I'm making tofu at home and growing vegetables is good." The old man waved his hand, "and my great-grandson is in kindergarten. I want to make some money and buy him clothes and other things, which is pretty good."

"By the way, young people, are you buying it or not? I'm rushing to do business, so I can't chat with you."

"purchase!"

“How much do you want?”

"I want it all." Chen Chong did not deliberately suppress his voice, but instead attracted the idea of ​​pedestrians. Several people immediately stepped forward to check.

"What did you say?" The old man seemed to not believe his ears and confirmed it again.

"I said I want it all." Chen Chong smiled.

"No, give me a handful of green bamboo shoots. Hey, this tofu is good. You can get a tofu soup when you go back tonight, and you can also get a piece of tofu." The aunt who was buying vegetables next to her quickly spoke.

"Sorry, this young man just wanted it all." The old man explained.

"Isn't this a lot?" the aunt showed a dissatisfied look.

"This is not a question of how much. The main reason is that if he speaks first and I will sell it to you, the principle of being a human being will be broken. If not, it will work." The old man's attitude was very firm.

"Hey, you old man is really stupid."

"Don't be anxious. He sells it to me and I'll sell it to you again, the original price." Chen Chong made a smooth move. Although the old man's way of dealing with things is indeed not smooth, he attaches great importance to the issue of principles. Isn't this a good partner?

"You are still sensible." The aunt looked at Chen Chong with a smile, looking as if she wanted to marry her daughter to him.

Chen Chong's scalp was numb when he was seen, so he quickly cooperated with the old man to bag the ingredients needed by the aunt.

"Grandpa, have you been selling vegetables in this vegetable market all the time?"

"My small book is sold wherever I go, until it's sold out."

"Then do you have a lot of green bamboo shoots in the vegetable field? Do you make tofu every day?"

"The green bamboo shoots were planted by my old woman. There were quite a lot of them before, but later he saw that I was selling hard, so he planted less. However, I made tofu every day and didn't feel comfortable not to make it." After selling all the vegetables in one breath, a rare slight relief appeared on the old man's face, "Young man, what are you asking about this?"

Chen Chong dissipated a cigarette and was about to light it for the old man, but he saw the old man take out an exquisite lighter from his pocket, so he took back the plastic lighter he bought for one dollar without any trace. "I run a restaurant, right at the food street at the back door of Longjiang Normal University, and want to find a long-term and stable ingredient supplier. I see that your green bamboo shoots and tofu are good, and I want to ask if you are interested in cooperating with me."

"What? The restaurant is running?" The old man wanted to light a cigarette for Chen Chong, but Chen Chong smiled and refused. This is a gift, so no elder can light a cigarette for the younger generation.

"If you don't believe it, you can go to my restaurant first. I can also pay in advance in terms of goods. You don't have to worry." Chen Chong was afraid that the old man would refuse, so he quickly showed his sincerity.

"These dishes of mine are not worth much money." The old man smiled and asked tentatively: "Do you only have green bamboo shoots and tofu?"

(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!