"Boss, is this Zhang Guangping the one who gave you the chili sauce?"
He shook his head slowly: "It's true that the person's name is Zhang Guangping, but it's not Chili Sauce."
"I said chili sauce on purpose. What we really ate at that time was bean paste, small garlic bean paste."
It's bean paste, not soybean milk, and it's different from the bean paste you buy in supermarkets now. I recalled that the paste was made by pickling the soybeans in a large vat, letting them grow long hair, and then frying them.
Garlic is not garlic, and many people in the city may not have eaten it. Garlic is a wild vegetable in the field. You can only eat the root. No one grows it, so it is wild. Garlic bean paste is very salty, fragrant, and oily.
, recalled that it was delicious, but now the food doesn’t have the same taste.
Uncle Xue remembered Zhang Guangping, but mistakenly remembered bean paste as chili sauce. Was it because too much time had passed?
Boutou didn't talk about it, so I could only make random guesses. After all, I had never met Master Xue before.
He took a puff, stamped out the cigarette, raised his head and said, "Yunfeng, you and Dou Yazi will go to bed later. I told the canteen owner to leave the door open."
"You go buy bags of noodles, and I'm carrying a bucket of oil. Come over and deliver it to Sister Achun later."
"Wen Bin," he called Brother Yu again and said, "Don't stay in the east room at night. Come live with me in the west room. Do you understand?"
Brother Yu glanced in the direction of the west room and nodded slightly.
It was almost half past eleven, it was dark outside and there was no movement. I thought it was about time, so I woke up Dou Sprout and asked him to put on his shoes quickly.
Dou Sprout yawned and said his stomach hurt and he didn't want to move.
"You hurt me... hurry up!"
"Where are you going?" Xiaoxuan was woken up and turned around to ask.
"You haven't slept yet. Dou Sprout and I went to the canteen to buy something. Do you want to bring anything?" I asked.
Xiaoxuan was completely buried in the quilt, with only her head exposed.
She blinked and thought for a moment, then whispered: "Then bring me some skin care products. My face has been very dry these past two days and I'm dehydrated."
"Skin care products? I guess there are no skin care products in the canteen." I said.
"If not, Longliqi's snake oil ointment will also work." Xiaoxuan said.
"That's okay."
Dou Sprouts and I put on our shoes, quietly walked out of the yard, and closed the door quietly.
The canteen is not far away, about ten minutes away. When we got there, the lights were still on and the proprietress of the canteen was asleep on her chair.
"Hey! Still sleeping!"
Bean Sprouts shouted.
"ah?"
The proprietress woke up immediately. When she saw it was us, she said: "I was shocked. You guys, you paid the money. Take it away quickly. The noodles and oil are on the stool."
"Thank you, sister, for bothering you so late." I said.
"That's fine. Even if you don't come, I'll have to watch you at night."
"What? What are you looking at?"
The eldest sister scratched her head and said, "There is a thief. The two boxes of firecrackers I put outside the door a few days ago are gone. They were leftovers from the sale on the 15th. I don't know which kid stole them."
"Oh, that's how it is."
"By the way, sister, you are getting me a bottle of Longrich snake ointment. How much does it cost?"
"Longliqi....No more, sold out."
"Where is Dabao? Is Dabao there?"
She opened her mouth and yawned, and said, "I don't have Dabao, but I have Yu Meijing, which costs seventy cents a bag."
I could only buy Yu Meijing for 70 cents for Xiaoxuan. It was not because I was afraid of spending money, but because I didn’t have any. If there was anything worth over a thousand yuan, we would buy it.
I carried the oil, and the bean sprouts carried the noodles.
We were walking on the country road at night to deliver something to Sister Achun.
