After more than half a year, Chu Heng once again drove the Jiefang he picked up from Lou's house outside the city. There were a lot of things in the car, including several large bags of red and white sugar, a large box of watches, and some rice, flour, grains and oil.
In addition, there are four large tanks, which are sealed tightly, and it is unknown what is inside.
These things are going to be delivered to Wan Xiaotian's grocery store.
He has been away for more than half a year, and the goods he left behind before leaving have now bottomed out, and he is in urgent need of replenishing the goods, so after this trip, he has to make a few more trips.
In the truck, Chu Heng had a cigarette in his mouth and struggled to twist the steering wheel. After a while, he drove in from the alley behind the scrap yard.
At this time, Du San, Wan Xiaotian and others had just arrived here, and they were gathering in their respective shops to drink tea and brag.
Hearing the familiar roar, everyone immediately guessed that Chu Heng might be coming.
"Hey, Mr. Chu is here." He heard it was a truck, and Wan Xiaotian guessed that it was coming to deliver goods. He couldn't help but cheered, and then hurriedly greeted others and ran out of the shop to several houses.
's back body.
It happened that Chu Heng had just parked the car and got out, and Wan Xiaotian immediately rushed forward and said happily: "My lord, I almost miss you. If you don't come back, we will run out of goods to sell!"
"
"Get out of here!"
Chu Heng slapped his big, slightly greasy face away and said with a smile: "Hurry up and unload the goods. I'll bring a few more trucks when you're done."
"Okay!"
Wan Xiaotian hurriedly took his brothers to the truck and unloaded the goods in person.
"Master Chu."
At this time, Du San also brought Han Xu, Jiang Keba and the others over.
Chu Heng took the cigarette and lit it. He punched Jiang Keba with a smile and joked: "Hey, isn't this the groom's official?"
"Hehe." Jiang Keba scratched his head and smiled with a red face: "Here, come, come..."
"I know, I will definitely go to your wedding banquet then." Before he finished speaking, Chu Heng immediately understood what this old brother who had been with him for many years was thinking.
"Yes." Jiang Keba smiled extremely brightly. He just liked chatting with Master Chu without any trouble.
Then he stumbled again and said: "Also, still..."
"Getting out of the car, right? No problem."
"Yeah." Jiang Keba nodded and wanted to chat with him a few more words, but Chu Heng felt that chatting with him was too tiring, so he turned around and started chatting with others.
"Fuck! Tahini!!!"
After chatting here for a while, Wan Xiaotian suddenly heard an exclamation in the car. At this time, he was standing in front of one of the large tanks in the car, looking at the thick and fragrant liquid inside with surprise.
sauce.
"Um?"
Everyone in the field was stunned, and then looked towards the car.
As we all know, tahini and the people of the Four Nine Cities are like the West without Jerusalem.
In order to have this bite, Mr. Lao She specially submitted a proposal "I hope the government will solve the supply problem of sesame paste", and then there was a supply of 2 taels of sesame paste every month.
But this is only a drop in the bucket. Tahini is the life of the people of Sijiu City. It is indispensable in Sijiu City whether it is winter or summer. It is indispensable for sesame sauce noodles in summer and hot pot in winter.
Therefore, the supply of these two taels is not enough for anything, and everyone has to use it carefully. Therefore, the sesame paste brought by Chu Heng will definitely be very popular, maybe even better than the beef and mutton from Du San.
"Let me see, let me see!"
"How much?"
For a moment, most of the people in the venue ran towards the truck to see how much sesame paste there was. When they saw that there were several jars of sesame paste, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Oh! There's so much!" The young man's eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the jar full of sesame paste that exuded a strong fragrance. He couldn't help but reach out and spread a little sesame paste on the edge of the jar, stuffed it into his mouth, and smashed it carefully.
Ba Ba smashed his mouth and said excitedly: "It's still pure sesame sauce! It's not the Erba sauce in the grocery store that fools people!"
"Oh, this is a rare thing!"
"I'll try it, I'll try it!"
Hearing this, the others hurriedly stretched out their hands to try the taste, but Wan Xiaotian stopped him. He glared and scolded: "Well! Well! If you want to eat, you have to pay for it. You can take one bite and I can take one bite. What the hell am I doing?"
Will it be sold or not?”
With that said, he quickly called to his brothers to bring in the sesame paste.
"Be careful, don't let it happen!"
On the side, Du San and Jiang Keba, who had not moved before, couldn't help but move over. They were guarding the pigeon market and had too much money to spend. Naturally, there was no shortage of sesame paste to eat, but those were all
Erbajiang, pure sesame sauce is rarely seen, and I can't help but feel a little excited.
Wan Xiaotian could stop others, but he couldn't stop Du San and the others. He could only watch helplessly as they stepped forward and one of them poked the jar with his finger, stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it.
"Authentic." Du San'er nodded and said with a smile: "Leave five kilograms for me and send some to my father-in-law tomorrow."
"Me too." Han Xu also expressed.
Jiang Keba said nothing and gave him a look to let him understand.
An Rongyuan and others also expressed their desire for some, and the ones with more directly asked for ten kilograms, or at least five kilograms.
Immediately, other brothers stepped forward to order, and in a blink of an eye, a large jar of sesame paste was ordered.
This shows how popular this thing is.
Seeing this, Chu Heng also felt wise in ordering a batch of sesame paste when he was in Hong Kong Island.
After a while, the goods on the car were unloaded, and then Chu Heng stepped forward and drove away, transporting the goods back and forth three more times before giving up.
After the last truck was unloaded and it was time for the market to open, with the sound of a few gongs, the surrounding vendors who had been preparing for their trip immediately swarmed in and grabbed their spots.
The scrapyard, which had been deserted just a moment ago, was suddenly overcrowded.
Chu Heng stood at the door of the cultural relics store, looking at the increasingly prosperous pigeon market. Not only was he not happy, but he sighed: "The foundation is still weak!"
The prosperity of Pigeon City reflects the people's lack of living security and the weak industrial and agricultural foundation.
Therefore, what Chu Heng hopes to see more is that the pigeon market becomes increasingly depressed due to the people's affluence.
Unfortunately, this scene still has to wait.
On the other side, the grocery store.
As the pigeon market opened, some customers also poured into the shop.
Many of these people were regular customers, and their purpose was very clear. After entering, most of them rushed to the grain and oil counter, a few went to buy brown and white sugar, and only a few went to the counter selling watches.
One of the guys came here for the first time. After wandering around and looking around, he walked to a new counter in the corner. He immediately smelled a strong smell of sesame sauce and curiously poked his head towards the two big mouthfuls behind the counter.
The man in the water tank glanced at it and asked, "Brother, what are you selling?"
"Tahini." The young man looking at the counter said with a smile, "Seriously pure sesame paste, very authentic."
"Oh, there's also sesame sauce!" The young man was greatly surprised and asked quickly: "How do you sell it?"
"Fifty cents a pound." said the young man.
"So expensive?" The young man couldn't help but frown.
"Is this expensive?" the young man said angrily: "Those Erbajiang sauces on the market that are probably 28 cents are only 16 cents. I don't have the quantity. It's pure sesame paste. Do you still think 50 cents is expensive?"
Then I think you should stop buying it immediately. Go out and turn right. There is a mud pond. You can scoop up some yellow mud water and eat it back. It’s free of charge.”
The young man who had been trained in the service quality of state-owned stores was not angry. After thinking about it for a while, he thought it made sense. After a moment of hesitation, he started to take out his pocket.
It was his first time here and he didn't know what to buy, so he was very well prepared. He quickly took out a bumpy aluminum lunch box from his pocket and handed it over, saying proudly: "Fill it!"
If he had a car, he wouldn't necessarily be willing to fill up the tank, but he would have to fill it up with sesame paste. After all, who knows if he'll still have it next time he comes?
"Okay!"
The young man took it quickly, weighed it and peeled it off, then wiped his body and filled him with a full lunch box of sesame paste, which weighed more than three kilograms. The young man happily gave the money and took the lunch box like a treasure.
I'm going to buy some mutton from the butcher shop next door and cook the pot tomorrow.
"Damn it! There's tahini!"
Immediately, a regular customer also noticed that there were new goods here and made a noise. People in the room immediately rushed over. After asking about the situation, they all paid for it. Those who had not brought lunch boxes were worried that they would not be able to buy it tomorrow.
I gritted my teeth and ran to Cen Hao's second-hand store to buy an old lunch box to put sesame paste in.