Chapter two hundred and thirty third slip of the tongue
“It turns out it really doesn’t stink!”
At this time, I was sitting at my desk with two sticks of toilet paper stuffed in my nostrils and a piece of snail noodle with chopsticks in my mouth.
A few minutes ago, Chujiu got really angry. He was furious and wanted to fight me at the warehouse door because I not only insulted him, but also insulted the food.
In order to appease his injured heart, at his request, I had to eat a portion of snail rice noodle. I couldn’t waste his efforts in boiling water and cooking when he woke up early in the morning.
Helpless, I could only nod in agreement and walk into the warehouse office.
I thought that when I first met Chujiu, I was really angry with me. Even if it was really pig manure, I would have to try my best to make him happy this time.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the door of the office, a terrible smell hit me, and I couldn't help but retched again.
Chujiu, who had just been coaxed, got angry again. He dragged me to the yard and threatened to challenge me to a fight, a life-or-death decision.
I coaxed her hard for a long time and swore to God that I never insulted the food. Only on the ninth day of the lunar month did she agree to plug my nostrils with toilet paper.
At the desk, Chujiu handed me chopsticks. For the first time in my life, I had no idea what to do with food. Looking at the bright red soup, I couldn't connect it with the strange and unpleasant smell in my mind. The contrast was huge.
, unbelievable.
My eyelids were about to go crazy again on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year. I felt anxious and gritted my teeth. I picked up a handful of chopsticks and put it into my mouth. At worst, I would vomit again.
I opened my mouth wide, not because I wanted to vomit, but because I really didn’t expect the snail rice noodle to taste like this.
The snail soup is clear but not bland, numb but not dry, spicy but not boring, fragrant but not greasy, and has an indescribable unique flavor.
In just that moment, my taste buds were completely opened and my stomach began to growl.
Chujiu saw me picking up another chopstick and couldn't wait to eat it in my mouth, then smiled and said to me.
The smell of snail noodles comes from the sour bamboo shoots in the snail noodles, which are made from fresh bamboo shoots that have been fermented through multiple processes and then acidified.
In Guangxi, if you add a little bamboo shoot juice like this to the leftovers on hot summer days, the leftovers will not have any rancid flavor even if they are left overnight.
Most households in urban and rural areas of Guangxi have sour bamboo shoot vats. Snail and lion rice noodles are also popular sour foods, and are one of the characteristic representatives of Guangxi’s sour bamboo shoot food culture.
"I didn't expect that fans with such a bad smell would have so many opinions."
I have already taken off the paper towel stuffed in my nostrils. I have become accustomed to the smell of sour bamboo shoots with a bowl of snail rice noodles.
Chujiu didn't even have any soup left in his bowl. He smiled and said that his reaction to eating snail rice noodle for the first time a few years ago was not much different from mine.
After actually eating snail noodle, Chujiu classified snail noodle as one of the unparalleled delicacies in his opinion.
Many years later, my mother came to visit me. She happened to come back from Guangxi on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year and brought back snail and lion noodles.
I went out to buy groceries with my mother. On the ninth day of the lunar month, I cooked snail rice noodle and waited for my mother to come back to taste it.
The first thing my mother said when she entered the house was: "Is the toilet broken at home?"
After Deng Deyou and Uncle Ding got out of the car, when they were still some distance away from the warehouse, Deng Deyou suddenly covered his mouth and refused to take another half step.
Uncle Ding's condition was slightly better, but only slightly better. He came in with a frown and asked us to lock the warehouse and go find him in the car. Then he turned around and walked out of the warehouse office quickly.
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, I really didn't expect you to eat the snail and lion noodles. I can't even think about it."
Chu Jiu rolled his eyes at Deng Deyou and said that he didn't even understand the most basic human desires, so he deserved to be plotted against.
"Being plotted against?"
Uncle Ding slowed down his driving speed and turned around to ask.
"Let's talk as we go, the warehouse is not haunted, it's been tricked."
I told Uncle Ding and Deng Deyou everything I saw at night and on the ninth day of the new year, and the car had already entered the city.
"Qin Feng, what do you think?"
Uncle Ding took the cigarette from Deng Deyou and lit it, then asked me with a smile.
"How can we tell? We'll see the results when we get to Shangjing."
After I finished speaking, Uncle Ding laughed and said that indeed heroes think alike.
"Hey, hey, what kind of heroes think alike? What kind of riddles are you trying to solve?"
Deng Deyou asked doubtfully, and the answer was that Chujiu asked him to play cards with a look of disdain.
"What does this have to do with playing cards?"
"Because with your IQ, you definitely can't beat me."
Deng Deyou and Chujiu started fighting each other again.
When they were approaching the Chamber of Commerce, Uncle Ding said to Deng Deyou, just wait and see the good show in the next two days.
"Old Deng, you go buy breakfast. Brother Qin Feng and I will wait in the office first."
Deng Deyou got in the car and was about to buy breakfast. Chujiu jumped into the passenger seat and said that the snail and lion noodles in the morning were not enough to fill his teeth. Boss Deng was too unkind.
It only takes a moment.
"Qin Feng, what do you think should be done?"
Uncle Ding made two cups of tea, sat on the sofa in the office, and said.
"It's not much fun to catch small shrimps and small fish. You have to catch the big fish later. It's best to catch them all. Uncle Ding, you should have familiar friends in the Public Security Bureau, right?"
Uncle Ding smiled and asked me, "Do you think I will receive any extra credit for the certificate of bravery?"
Sure enough, dealing with smart people is comfortable, not tiring, and makes money, a win-win situation.
We had just finished discussing how to solve this trap perfectly, when Deng Deyou and Chujiu came back after buying breakfast.
The breakfast is extremely rich, including several kinds of steamed dumplings, soy milk, and four or five side dishes.
After breakfast, Chujiu was clearing the table when there was a knock on the door.
"President Ding, President Deng, good morning."
"President Wang, good morning! It's quite early to come to the Chamber of Commerce these days."
Uncle Ding smiled and greeted the visitor, then winked at me.
I soon understood that the person who came was none other than the honorary vice president named Wang. If you want to figure out the whole story, you have to start with this person. This is the result of the analysis that Uncle Ding and I jointly analyzed.
Wang Shi, the honorary vice president, is about fifty years old. He has a kind face and always smiles when he speaks. At first glance, he does not seem like a bad person.
From the look on his face, I am sure he is not a very evil person.
The eyebrows are messy, the eyebrows are scattered, the brows are knitted together, and the eyebrows are narrow, which is a typical sign of low fortune, being plotted by evil people, and losing money.
Acne appears at the root of the mountain and has a tendency to break out, indicating that the person is experiencing an event whose outcome is difficult to control.
Combining the information I have now, I quickly deduced that the haunting of Deng Deyou's warehouse is inescapably related to him.
I signaled to Uncle Ding who was making tea, and I saw Uncle Ding nodding his head inconspicuously, which meant that he had made his own decision.
"President Wang, let's have some tea. You've been working hard lately, running around for the Chamber of Commerce's affairs."
Uncle Ding poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Shi. Wang Shiqian smiled and said that it was all within his own scope. He was busy with the affairs of the chamber of commerce, not to take his business to a higher level.
"Hey, President Deng, I heard that there was another commotion in your warehouse last night? I think it's better to spend some money to solve it quickly. Brother, I will do my best to help you get through this."
Wang Shi was drinking tea and seemingly casually chatting with Deng Deyou who was sitting next to him.
Deng Deyou was about to open his mouth to complain, but when he saw Uncle Ding's half-smiling expression, he suddenly came to his senses as if he was enlightened.
Deng Deyou, who can achieve the position of vice president, is definitely not stupid, but he is still in the dark about the truth of the matter.
He listened to Chujiu and I talking about the warehouse all the way. I couldn't figure out why this gang was targeting him. At this moment, I suddenly understood everything.
Deng Deyou was worthy of being the boss who came to the shopping mall in the wind and rain. At this time, he took a sip of tea without changing his expression, and then said to Wang Shi with a smile:
"Thank you for your concern, brother. By the way, my warehouse was very noisy last night. How did you know about it? I just found out about it myself."
"Uh, uh, I guessed that too. I don't know what you said. It's been causing trouble for several nights in a row."
Wang Shi panicked, and the hand holding the tea cup shook slightly.
"President Wang?"
Uncle Ding called Wang Shi with a smile, and Wang Shi immediately looked at Uncle Ding with a smile.
"Well, President Ding, tell me!"
"I think you should take some time to resign from the title of honorary president. Considering that you have worked diligently for the Chamber of Commerce for so many years, I won't argue with you about President Deng's affairs.
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Uncle Ding changed his previous friendly tone and became serious, staring at Wang Shi sharply.
"Ah? President Ding, President Ding, please listen to my explanation. Things are not what you think. I am also helpless."
Wang Shi put down the teacup in his hand and stood up in panic.
With a "bang" sound, Deng Deyou placed the tea cup in his hand heavily on the table.
"My surname is Wang, I have never offended you before, right? If you can't explain why today, I will definitely let you know the consequences of plotting against me, Deng Deyou."
The incident happened at the end of the twelfth lunar month, to be precise it should be the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month.
On this day, Wang Shi and his family were cleaning up and preparing to welcome the New Year cleanly.
Just when Wang Shi went out to take out the trash, four strangely dressed people came towards him.
The leader was a man in his thirties, wearing a Taoist robe. After seeing Wang Shi, he walked straight over and claimed that he came down from a Taoist temple to beg for alms.
At this time of year, there are always more monks, Taoist priests and fortune tellers on the streets for no apparent reason.
Not long ago, the newspaper specifically reported an article about fake monks and fake Taoist priests who had committed fraud in the name of alms the year before last.
Based on the tip, the police traced the case to an administrative village in Anhui, but eventually gave up the arrest operation because the number of people involved in the case was extremely large.
According to the police, all the men in this administrative village only need to "work" for two months a year to support their family for a whole year.
At the beginning of every winter month, all the men in the village, including children over ten years old, take out their Taoist robes, cassocks, and monks' robes at home, and transform themselves into masters of spiritual practice in a certain Taoist temple, a certain temple, or a certain mountain.
The responsible persons selected from the village will lead them to major cities to conduct charity activities to collect money.
As the New Year approaches, if you say a few auspicious words, most of the time you can get some money.
Occasionally, when you encounter someone who has been taken advantage of, you can tell him about his recent troubles with a few clichés. It is easy to deceive him with some words and sell some "items consecrated by famous masters to ward off evil and transport" at a high price.
A person familiar with the matter revealed that the so-called evil-proof transport items can be wholesaled for less than one yuan in large quantities, and the runes among them are even more low-cost. If they are resold, the price will increase dozens or hundreds of times.