"Ah?" Li Baoyu was stunned and looked at Zhao Jun in surprise.
Zhao Jun whispered: "There may be trouble soon."
When Li Baoyu heard this, he looked back at the door. Although there was no one at the door at this time, Li Baoyu remembered something that happened when he came to the town to sell leather last time.
"Well, let's stop drinking and eat more food." Li Baoyu said, pushing the wine jar to the corner of the table.
Outside the restaurant, in the alley between the two rooms opposite, six people squatted against the wall. They all moved in unison, crossing their arms and reaching into the cuff of the other hand.
At this time, a person hurriedly came in from the alley. One of the six people, wearing a yellow cotton-padded jacket, raised his head and asked him: "Where are the two boys eating?"
"Yeah." The person came wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a dog-skin hat. There was a big mole between his eyebrows, which looked like three eyes.
He said: "These two boys earn money by going to restaurants, but they are working inside."
The man in a yellow cotton-padded jacket stretched his head toward the innermost corner and looked at the corner. Another man in a black cotton-padded jacket asked, "It was the same two of you that you followed last time."
"Yeah." The man in the black cotton-padded jacket said, "Last time, they sold big leather. Chengzi and I followed, and those two guys showed off their knives."
"What are you afraid of if you show off your knife?" Huang Mianyao smiled coldly and said, "I'll cut him off today anyway." At this point, he raised his head again, looked at the person who came back to report the news, and asked: "What, I heard that he
Do you two even have pickaxes?"
"Yes." The messenger replied: "I heard a boy say it in a big store."
"The handle of a pickaxe... haha." Huang Cotton Jacket sneered and said disdainfully: "Take this thing, kid."
A pickaxe handle, to put it bluntly, is a wooden stick. This stick can be connected to a farm tool, to a pickaxe, to a shovel, or even to a hoe.
These people are all robbing families, and they usually do business of licking blood from the edge of a knife. How can a pickaxe scare them?
I just heard Huang Mianyao say: "I remember you said that they are from the countryside, right? There are no cars at this point, so I guess they can't wait. We will follow them in a while. When we get out of the city, we can look for them.
Start wherever there are people."
As he said that, Huang Mianpao patted the bald man next to him and said, "Third brother, it's up to you when it's over."
With his head shaved in the middle of winter, this third boy is quite tough. He is wearing a patched blue cotton-padded jacket, with a sinister face and a fierce expression.
Hearing what Huang Mianzi said, the bald old man sneered and reached out to lift a large iron chain from his feet.
Lao San grabbed both ends of the iron chain with both hands and stretched it to the left and right. Hearing a squeaking sound, he stretched the iron chain straight.
This iron chain is about 1.2 meters long. I don’t know what it is used for. It is about the thickness of an egg and looks heavy. If you sell it for scrap metal, it can be worth two yuan.
The third child grabbed both ends of the iron chain and shook it twice in front of him. While shaking it, he said: "Boss, just look at me. Aren't there just two boys? Look at each of my chains." p>
In the restaurant.
Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu were busy eating their meals, and the atmosphere was very dull.
They are not afraid of trouble, but they feel a little unhappy.
"Brother." Li Baoyu picked up the green onions given by the boss, dipped them in the soy sauce dish, then took a big bite of the green onions, and asked: "Do you think the price of lynx skins has also increased?" p>
"What's the price increase for this thing?" Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "This thing is cheaper than big leather. His store can't accept a few pieces a year. It has no price. Didn't you see? Let's sell one piece. That man
You have to call and ask."
While we were talking, the braised pork was on the table.
Looking at the maroon red braised pork, Li Baoyu finally showed a smile on his face.
They have no shortage of pork to eat, but all they eat is wild boar. Wild boars rarely have fat meat.
These days, fat meat is far more popular than lean meat.
Moreover, wild boar is far less delicious than domestic pork.
"Boss, give us two bottles of soda." Zhao Jun thought for a while and asked for two bottles of soda.
"Okay."
"Two more spoons."
After taking the soda and taking the spoon, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu used small porcelain spoons to put the braised pork into the bowl, then mixed the rice with the spoon and put it into their mouths.
This meat is delicious to eat.
The two of them only had two dishes, a tray of steamed dumplings, four large bowls of rice, and four bottles of soda. When they started to burp fullness instead of soda burps, the table was already in a mess.
Zhao Jun asked his boss to settle the accounts. The boss came over to take a look and said: "Two cents for wine, four bottles of soda for two cents, four bowls of rice..."
Speaking of this, the boss looked at Zhao Jun and asked: "Do you have a ticket?"
"No." Zhao Jun said: "I will give you the money."
The boss nodded and continued to settle accounts. These days, eating out not only requires money, but also tickets.
But this is already 1987, and supplies are not as scarce as before. In this state-owned restaurant, if you don’t have a ticket, you can pay a corresponding amount of money.
The boss did the math and found that Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu spent a total of two yuan and fifty-seven cents.
Zhao Jun took out a roll of money and counted three yuan from it. He thought about it and said to the boss: "Bring me four more bottles of soda."
"Ah?" The boss was stunned, thinking that since these two people had finished eating, why do they still need soda? If they want to drink, one bottle for each person, and two bottles are enough. Why do you want four bottles? p>
Zhao Jun said: "Let's take it away."
"Take it away." The boss suddenly realized and said: "If you drink at my place, I will confiscate the bottle money from you. If you want to take it away, you have to give me five cents for each bottle."
"Okay." Zhao Jun put the three dollars on the table.
At this time, the boss came over with two bottles of soda in his left and right hands, put the soda on the table, took out three one-cent coins from his pocket, handed them to Zhao Jun and said, "Next time you come, give me the bottles."
Bring it back and I'll give you two cents back."
"Okay." Zhao Jun smiled, waved to Li Baoyu, pointed to the four bottles of soda and said, "Put these in your pocket."
Li Baoyu looked at Zhao Jun and asked, "What are you doing with it?"
Zhao Jun said: "When I came out, I didn't buy anything for my brother and sister. I took it back and gave them a bottle each."
The soda in the Northeast at this time is not as delicious as the Arctic Ocean in the capital, which is sweet water with carbonation.
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But even this thing doesn’t exist in the mountains.
First, the mountain roads are rugged and transportation is inconvenient. If it is not repaired well, it will be broken into pieces and you will lose money. Second, the living standard is low. Many people buy two-cent candy balls for their children, and they have to think hard before they can pay for it. p>
When Li Baoyu heard this, he took the soda and stuffed it into his pocket. When he filled three bottles and picked up the fourth bottle, he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" At this time, Zhao Jun had already picked up the sack roll and tucked it horizontally under his arm. He was about to go out when he saw Li Baoyu acting like this.
Li Baoyu said: "Return this bottle, Ruhai doesn't need it."
"Hurry up and put it on for me!" Zhao Jun pushed him and the two of them walked out of the restaurant.
The two left the restaurant, walked all the way out of Yong'an Town, and walked home along the road. At this time, there was no one in front, left or right.
There are only seven people behind me.
Zhao Jun looked back and found that when he looked back, the seven people suddenly quickened their pace.
Zhao Jun patted Li Baoyu, and the two turned around.
The seven people stopped in unison, about eight meters opposite Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu.
"嘡啷..." The bald old man shook his arm, and an iron chain flew out and hung beside him.
"That boy!" The leader of the yellow cotton-padded jacket stepped forward, pointed at Zhao Jun, and said arrogantly: "Hurry up and give me your bag...fuck me!"
I saw Zhao Jun, originally holding a sack roll under his left arm.
But when the bald old man shook off the iron chain, Zhao Jun grabbed the forward end of the sack roll with his left hand, pushed the back end of the sack roll, and pressed it against his left rib.
Then he grabbed the upward side of the sack with his left hand and rolled the sack down.
With this stroke, a handle is revealed.
But this handle is not a pickaxe handle.
Zhao Jun grabbed the handle with his right hand and pulled it out. He grabbed the sack with his left hand and did not move.
This action is like drawing a sword.
When he pulled out the "pickaxe handle", he was facing blackmail from the yellow cotton jacket.
At this time, when Huang Mianyao said the word "give it to me", he saw clearly the guy in Zhao Jun's hand, and suddenly the sentence that was supposed to end ended up with two more dirty words.
