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Chapter 38: You never get tired of eating! !
  Eighteen yuan a wheel? ? ?
  Zhang Chenfei felt that either he was crazy or Zhao Laizi was poor and crazy.

He told the other party without any hesitation, "If any part of my body is worth eighteen, you can take it off."

"Then we can't reach an agreement?" Zhao Laizi held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at him with a sigh on his face, "Then give me the two yuan you spent to assemble the tricycle."

Paying the money with one hand and carrying the car with the other, Zhang Chenfei happily looked at his new car.

Although the car seat is peeling, the brakes are rusty and difficult to remove, and even though the bell is just a decoration, it won't ring at all. But fortunately, the bicycle frame jingled very loudly, so there was no need to worry about passers-by not being able to hear the movement.

Although the three horses go their own way, they can still run forward.
  All in all, if this car was sold in a trust store, he wouldn't even get back even if he chased Zhang Chenfei for two miles.

But if you tell him, take away the car for twenty? ? Then he could back up and chase the car for ten miles! ! !

After inspecting the new car, Zhang Chenfei nodded with satisfaction, then stretched out his long legs to sit astride the car, and shook his head handsomely at the fat man and others: "Brothers get in the car, brother will take you home for dinner!!"

Li Youbing made a quick decision, got into the car and squatted on the flatbed behind.

Seeing this, Si Yan'er also climbed up, "Youpan, give me a hand."

The two of them squatted down, and the fat man also started to move. It's just that he is fatter than his bangs. After getting up, he found that his buttocks were too plump and he couldn't squat down.

After being teased mercilessly by Si Yan'er, Zhang Chenfei and Li Youbing, he had no choice but to get out of the car and follow behind with tears in his eyes.

In this way, the four of them walked all the way to Shoubi Alley.

The fat man ran huffing and puffing all the way, blushing and thick-necked, shouting that he didn't want to take this car with him. This car was of no use, so he should return it to Lao Zhang.

The four people in the car looked at him and laughed, and then looked at Zhang Chenfei as if they suddenly remembered something: "Brother Da Fei, are you planning to weld a carriage yourself?"

Zhang Chenfei was pedaling the car quickly, with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't hesitate to sarcastically say to him: "Hey, you have such a good brain!! It only took you half a day to actually think of welding the car???"

"Fuck you!!" Si Yan'er scolded with a smile, "But since we have to weld the carriage, why didn't you let Zhao Laizi do it together just now?"

Zhang Chenfei sneered: "That guy is very dark, how dare he ask for twenty-five for welding!!!"

"I remember there weren't two welders from the rolling mill in Fatty's yard? Ask them to help with it."

Si'er's eyes were full of doubts: "Who can I find to get the cost and leave it there? How can the price be different?"

Is it possible that if you find a fat neighbor you won’t be charged for materials?

Zhang Chenfei turned around and gave him a shock, "Yeah, I take back what I just said, you still have a loofah head!!"

"No, just talk about things. Why do you keep insulting my character?" Si Yan'er was angry.

If he couldn't beat Zhang Chenfei, he would really want to beat him! !

Zhang Chenfei turned his eyes around and turned pale before telling him that although the materials were not cheap, those welders could always find ways to reduce costs.

"Anyway, after you go back, you and the fat man go to find those two welders and tell them to give them eight yuan. They can do whatever they want with the money, as long as the carriage is ready."

Si Yan'er frowned and thought, "I don't think this is reliable. Eight yuan is too little."

"I asked before, the price of tinplate is not cheap. How about we find a rag collector to find a way to buy a second-hand carriage??"

If it's a second-hand one, it's probably about eight yuan.

But Zhang Chenfei waved his hand: "I say enough is enough. If there is a way, there is a way for cats, and for rats, there is a way for rats. Just ask!"

The four of them returned to Shoubi Hutong, and Zhang Chenfei sent the tired and panting fat man and the light-hearted Si Yan'er to the steel rolling mill to discuss the truck bucket with their neighbors.

He himself carried Li Youbing into the renovated kitchen of Fatty's shack. After entering, the two of them rummaged through the ingredients and only had to clean out all the mouse holes in Fatty's kitchen.

Not to mention, I really found a lot of good things, such as day lily, vermicelli, black fungus, white fungus, and even a big piece of fat pork sealed in oil in a jar, with a lot of oil residue underneath.

It seems that after the fat man refined the oil residue first, he was afraid that the big fat meat would spoil, so he also threw it in for preservation.

Looking at this two kilograms of fat meat, Zhang Chenfei smiled evilly: "Today we will give Fatty a big cleanup!! Eat all the stocks for him, let him know that people's hearts are dangerous!!"

After saying that, he ordered Li Youbing to go to the eaves and pick up a cabbage and two radishes.

I boiled some hot water and soaked all the fungus, white fungus and other dry goods in it.

After Li Youbing brought all the vegetables over, while cleaning the old leaves on the cabbage, he looked at Zhang Chenfei curiously: "Brother Da Fei, what are you doing?"

How can cutting a piece of meat be horizontal and vertical like building a wall? All I had to do was get a pendant to level it.

Zhang Chenfei cut the meat meticulously with his hands, and began to spread knowledge to Li Youbing: "You don't understand this, do you? Confucius once said, you can never tire of fine food, and you can never tire of fine food."

"This means that people must be careful when eating, and they can't mess around with cooking. Just like the random stew I want to make now, the name is random but the method is not messy."

"The pork must be sliced ​​thin and large, the tofu must be cut into square pieces like mahjong. The Chinese cabbage must be cut into two layers horizontally, and then formed into diamond-shaped pieces."

"And what about the radish? The radish shouldn't be cut too thin, otherwise it will stew and melt. It can't be too thick, too thick, and it won't taste good. In short, you must be careful when eating!!!"

Li Youbing smacked his lips when he heard this: "What's so important about being poor? If you ask me, Confucius never went hungry!!"

If you compare him to the time when the city was besieged before liberation, eating boogers was delicious, how could he still say "you can never tire of fine food and fine food"? ?

Zhang Chenfei was speechless by the rebuttal, and after a while he choked out a sentence: "Even if I am hungry and eating boogers, I still have to use a knife and fork, and I can't lose the sense of ritual!!!"

Li Youbing suddenly thought of something, chuckled, and leaned over: "Brother, if it really comes to that, I will ball up my boogers into a donkey and roll around for you to eat. It will definitely make you feel full of ceremony!!!"

"What the hell, you tell me how can I eat a donkey and roll around in the future??" Zhang Chenfei raised the kitchen knife directly.

It is his general purpose to fall out if he can't say anything.

When Li Youbing saw what he was doing, he immediately got scared and said with a smile, "Brother, don't be angry. I'm going to grab the firewood now. The vegetables will be stewed in a while. You can rest in the house and leave the kitchen to me."

The two were laughing and joking, and Li Youbing came over with a bundle of firewood. He started the fire with soft and thin firewood, and then added thicker firewood.

Soon, the strong fire began to lick the dark bottom of the pot.

Zhang Chenfei waved a large spoon, put the fat into the hot pot with cold oil and stir-fried, and then added the ingredients one by one. After all the ingredients were cooked, add boiling water.

Then he put in a little bit of whatever seasonings he could find at Fatty's house, and waited for a while.

The stew should be stewed over low heat for half an hour. Then take out the leftover steamed buns from yesterday and boil them.

Finally, when you open the lid of the pot, the mist of water dissipates, and the aroma instantly fills the kitchen.

"It still smells like fucking meat!!!" Zhang Chenfei couldn't help but sigh.

"Who says it's not? The meat is so damn delicious!!" Li Youbing also said.

The two of them were just about to pick up their chopsticks to taste the food when the fat man's whirring sound suddenly came from the yard.

(End of this chapter)