Wearing books in the 70s, there is room for surgical experts

These two people were thinking about each other, and neither of them told each other, and they silently guarded each other.

When Xiao Yuheng came to the county this time, he did not go to Chu Yan's country, but went to the Public Security Bureau to find Zhu Daosheng.

Since the last time the two of them cooperated to arrest someone, Zhu Daosheng has taken a new look at Xiao Yuheng, and occasionally asks him for relevant questions without leaking secrets.

Zhu Daosheng had already gotten off work and saw Xiao Yuheng at the door: "Captain Xiao, why are you here?"

"There won't be any more cases in your village, right?" He teased Xiao Yuheng with a smile.

Xiao Yuheng shook his head: "No, I'm here to treat you to dinner."

Zhu Daosheng frowned, wondering why Xiao Yuheng would suddenly invite him to dinner, but he was not an open-minded person, so he agreed after thinking for a while.

"Let's go, let's take you to eat something good."

Xiao Yuheng now has money, and he no longer does the job of translating books for others. Now he makes money faster than translating books.

The last time he went to the recycling bin, he found a lot of dismantled parts.

When he was a child, his neighbor was a professor of science and engineering. Since he was a child, he liked to learn to make various small toys from the professor.

After discovering the parts, he tried to assemble something.

At first it was just low-tech items like flashlights, and later it was big items like radios and bicycles.

Everyone wants these things, but some people can't buy them even if they have money, because they still need industrial votes.

But these things he makes do not require tickets, but the price is higher.

But he doesn't need to worry about selling these things because Sister Hong Yu is here.

Xiao Yuheng and Hong Yu reached a cooperation. Apart from the cost, each item he assembled would only get 20.00% of the transaction amount, and the rest would go to Hong Yu.

At first Hong Yu was reluctant to take so much, but Xiao Yuheng couldn't stand it and persisted.

Xiao Yuheng knew that Hong Yu had helped him a lot, and his mother's help to Hong Yu would one day be exhausted.

Therefore, he must establish a long-term cooperative relationship, and this model will not be caught.

Through this method, Xiao Yuheng now has as much savings as Cheng Li.

So there is no pressure to treat Zhu Daosheng to a meal.

Zhu Daosheng knew that Xiao Yuheng was not a talkative person unless in front of Cheng Li, so he took Xiao Yuheng directly to the guest house canteen.

After all, he is also considered a public official, so he spends less money eating here than at a state-owned hotel.

"This is the county guest house. You haven't been here before, have you?" After sitting down, Zhu Daosheng said to him a little proudly: "Let me tell you, I heard from my friends two days ago that there are scorpions here."

"Let's try it today."

Zhu Daosheng had no intention of letting Xiao Yuheng treat him. After all, Xiao Yuheng couldn't make much money from work points. At least he still had a salary.

Even if the monthly salary is not much, I can still afford to eat a scorpion occasionally.

Mentioning the scorpion, Xiao Yuheng felt blessed, and something suddenly came to his mind. He looked around, and then nodded silently.

This should be where Hou worked, and where Cheng Li once sent Scorpion away.

When the guest house is not hosting inspection groups, it will also receive individual visitors like them. Not long after the two of them sat down, someone came over.

"What do you two want to eat?" Hou Xiangjun, wearing waiter's clothes, asked politely.

After what happened last time, Wu Xiuying felt that she couldn't let her son stay in the kitchen all the time. There was no future, and it was easy for him to run into a little bitch like Cheng Li.

So she directly asked Hou Liming to transfer her son from the kitchen to the front desk and become a waiter.

In her words, Hou Xiangjun was seduced by a vixen like Cheng Li because he knew too few people.

Zhu Daosheng ordered directly: "Fried scorpions."

His friend described it as delicious. Not only was it crunchy, but it was also good for the body. He must try it today.

And I want to take it back to my wife to try it together!

Hou Xiangjun's writing hand paused and he said with some uncertainty: "Guests, are you sure you want some scorpions?"

"That's a bit expensive." A plate of thirty scorpions costs eight yuan.

Normally, eight yuan is enough to live for two months. These two people seem to be wearing very simple clothes. Can they really afford it?

Hou Xiangjun was kind-hearted when facing Cheng Li, but when facing other people, he was more or less influenced by his mother and subconsciously looked down upon them.

It's just that he has a soft temper and his words are gentler.

But Zhu Daosheng still looked unhappy: "What do you mean, are you afraid that we can't pay?"

"How expensive can a plate of scorpions be?" He waved his hand.

Hou Xiangjun pursed his lips, wrote the name of the dish on the paper, and replied: "Fried scorpions are eight yuan a plate."

"Young Master?!" Zhu Daosheng's hand holding the chopsticks trembled with fear, trying his best to keep the chopsticks from falling to the ground.

A plate of scorpions costs eight dollars!

His monthly salary is only more than 20 yuan, which consumes one-third of his salary in one go.

It's over, it's over. When he goes back after dinner this time, his wife will probably scold him to death.

And the problem now is that he doesn’t have eight yuan in his pocket, and all his salary has been handed over to his wife...

Zhu Daosheng's face was almost wrinkled into a bitter melon. He took a deep breath and wanted to tell Hou Xiangjun no more.

Before he opened his mouth, Xiao Yuheng ordered two more dishes: "Cold pig ears, stir-fried yam, and two bowls of rice. Let's order these first."

Indicating that Hou Xiangjun had ordered, he turned to Zhu Daosheng and said, "I told you to treat you to dinner today."

"No, why are you such a prodigal kid? Let's just order two dishes. Scorpion won't take any."

Zhu Daosheng was a few years older than Xiao Yuheng. It was heartbreaking to hear that he was so wasteful.

"Listen to me, brother, we don't need to light this scorpion. Although you Xiangqianjin have a good harvest, you won't get much money."

Xiao Yuheng chuckled: "Brother Zhu, don't worry, it's just a meal."

He is no longer the Xiao Yuheng who was so hungry that he chewed tree bark. A meal is nothing to him.

Hou Xiangjun, who had already taken steps forward, stopped immediately when he heard the words "move forward".

He turned around, looked at Xiao Yuheng with some eagerness and asked, "Are you from the Xiangjin Forward Brigade?"

Xiao Yuheng and Zhu Daosheng were a little confused at the same time. They looked down on their waiter just now. Why are they so enthusiastic now?

"Yes." Xiao Yuheng nodded calmly.

Hou Xiangjun didn't care about anything else and looked at Xiao Yuheng excitedly: "Then do you know Cheng Li? How is she doing recently?"

Combined with Hou Xiangjun's reaction, Zhu Daosheng and Xiao Yuheng were stunned at the same time, but Zhu Daosheng couldn't hide his gossipy eyes.