Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

Lou Xiao'e has no interest in selling condiments, but Xu Damao is willing!

Only when I came to Xiangjiang did I realize how worthless money is.

He and his wife ate three bowls of wontons for three yuan.

The most important thing is that he hasn't eaten enough yet.

If they were open to eating, the couple would have to have five yuan to eat enough.

This is still morning, there is also noon and evening.

If they both eat out, ten yuan a day may not be enough.

He has to rent a house later, and most importantly, he has to treat his brother, all of which require money.

Now that there is an opportunity to make money, how could Xu Damao not seize it?

"How much do you pay?" Xu Damao asked very seriously.

"Can I have that whole jar of yours for [-] yuan?" the wonton shop owner asked tentatively.

They could also recognize the accents of Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e, who had just come from mainland China.

Lou Xiao'e also said just now that she brought this from her hometown.

In other words, this jar of seasonings was brought from the mainland.

In this way, this jar is unique in Xiangjiang and cannot be bought anywhere else.

As for the one hundred yuan offer, the boss also had his own ideas. Mainland China was poor, so if they were given one hundred yuan, they would definitely sell it.

"A hundred yuan to buy a jar? What do you think?" Xu Damao said with disdain on his face.

Xu Damao really looked down on him for a hundred yuan.

Things are rare and valuable, and Xu Damao knows this truth.

"Then how much do you think this jar will cost?" the store owner asked.

Xiangjiang people have a certain disdain for mainlanders, and the owner of this shop is no exception.

He felt that Xu Damao came from a poor place and was a little greedy.

For such a jar of seasoning, the most expensive one on the market in Xiangjiang is not worth a hundred yuan.

One hundred yuan is less, but two hundred yuan is the expected value in Xu Damao's heart.

The main thing is that they brought this thing from the mainland, and the ferry ticket is secondary. The key is that there are many risks encountered along the way.

Xu Damao was about to say two hundred, but was interrupted by Lou Xiao'e.

Lou Xiao'e's observation was more detailed, and she could see from the boss's face the contempt the locals had for them, the mainlanders.

"Boss, we don't sell the things. This is a gift from a neighbor and friend. It is of great significance. If you like it, I will give you a little bit. It is absolutely impossible to sell it. The love of friends is priceless."

When Lou Xiao'e first said this, the store owner thought Lou Xiao'e was trying to raise the price.

Just when the boss thought he wanted to expose Lou Xiao'e's lies, he saw Lou Xiao'e taking out the condiments, then picking up the small plate on the table and scooping some for the small plate.

"These are for you. We ate three bowls of wontons. This is the wonton money."

After Lou Xiao'e paid the money, she started packing her things and took Xu Damao away.

When the owner of the wonton shop saw Lou Xiao'e leaving, he immediately became anxious.

"Wait a minute... the price is a little lower. We have something to discuss." The store owner immediately changed his expression.

Because he saw that Lou Xiao'e really refused to sell.

This boss has a plan. He wants to get more of this seasoning, and then try to figure out the ingredients. If he can prepare this seasoning by then, will the business be bad?

"I said I won't sell it, I won't sell it." Lou Xiao'e was decisive. After saying this, she pulled Xu Damao and left without looking back.

The shop owner had never heard of this opportunity. He quickly caught up and said with a flattering look on his face: "Girl, your seasoning is really delicious. Can you tell me what it is called? How can I get this seasoning?" The recipe?”

After the owner of the wonton shop finished speaking, he took out a handful of Hong Kong dollars worth about twenty or thirty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Xu Damao's hand.

Men and women are not allowed to be intimate, so the shop owner did not choose to give the money to Lou Xiaoe.

The main reason is that I heard that the mainland is relatively conservative. I heard that in some places, women are not allowed to talk to strange men.

The shop owner was afraid that Xu Damao and his wife were like this, so they didn't dare to get close to Lou Xiao'e.

Xu Damao looked at the money in his hand and hesitated for a while before he was ready to tell what happened to He Yuzhu.

When Xu Damao thought about it, this was not a secret, and it didn't matter if he said it.

"There is no place to buy this seasoning. It was given to me by my neighbor in Beijing. He cooks Tan's cuisine. This is the recipe of Tan's cuisine. If you want to buy this seasoning, you have to go to Beijing." Xu Damao said After thinking about it for a while, I decided to return the money.

Xu Damao really wanted the money, but his wife kept staring at him.

Being able to accompany him to Xiangjiang to treat his brother, Lou Xiaoe really had nothing to say to him.

So now Xu Damao listens to Lou Xiao'e very much.

"Little brother, keep the money. I don't want it for nothing. Can you give me your neighbor's address? I have no other intention. I just want to visit him if I have the opportunity to go to the mainland. "The store owner requested very sincerely.

Xu Damao thought about the pros and cons.

Tell him whether He Yuzhu's residence is harmful to He Yuzhu.

After thinking about it for a long time, I found that there is no harm in it, and there may be benefits.

If this Xiangjiang person really goes to the capital to find He Yuzhu, it will also be an opportunity for He Yuzhu to follow this Xiangjiang person to Xiangjiang for medical treatment.

He Yuzhu would also be much safer if a local from Xiangjiang took him on a black boat.

And this boss sells wontons right here at the dock, so he must know a lot of people who drive black boats.

With this in mind, Xu Damao planned to tell the wonton stall owner He Yuzhu's address: "The courtyard at No. [-] Tongluogu Lane, his name is He Yuzhu."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, he left.

We still need to find a place to live, but we don’t have time to waste here.

After Xu Damao left, the boss found pen and paper and wrote down the address Xu Damao mentioned.

After Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e left the wonton shop, Lou Xiao'e complained that Xu Damao gave He Yuzhu's address to others.

But after Xu Damao expressed his thoughts, Lou Xiao'e also nodded in agreement.

Both of them now thought that He Yuzhu also had problems there, and he would definitely come to Xiangjiang in the future.

If the owner of this store really goes to find He Yuzhu, it will definitely be an opportunity for He Yuzhu.

"Mozhi, let's find a house to rent first, and then I'll find a way to find a job. I have to put down my roots first." Xu Damao suggested.

Rent a house? Her family has a villa in Xiangjiang! What kind of house should I rent?

"Da Mao, you don't need to rent a house. Our friend who teaches us Cantonese has one in Xiangjiang. When she came, she promised to lend it to me for a while. Let's go live there first!" Lou Xiao'e suggested.

"You're lending us a very big house? And such a good thing?" Xu Damao said with some disbelief.

"What? You don't believe me?" Lou Xiao'e stared.

"Believe it, believe it, how could I not believe you!"