At this time, it was past eleven o'clock, and there were no people when they came, but as soon as the meal arrived, there were more people in this small shop, and the whole small shop was already full of people, and even a little crowded.

Many people came to buy lo-mei to take home to eat, and most of them were old neighbors of the surrounding residents, because they were neighbors for more than ten years, and it was inevitable that they would stand in the store and talk for a while after they finished buying.

Sun Hancheng and Shen Meng sat in an inconspicuous corner of the store, and Shen Meng looked at the things on the plate on the table in front of him and felt a little speechless.

"What did you call this thing just now?" Shen Meng asked, pointing to a plate of things on the table.

Sun Hancheng casually picked up a piece of lotus root and said: "This plate is called crispy pot, we don't see it here in Nanjiang, Brother Liu came from Shandong, and when he came, he also brought the family's food and his own family secret recipe, and he has been working here for 20 years, and the taste inheritance has not changed." ”

Shen Meng saw so many people around him, and asked with some doubts, "Is this really delicious?"

Sun Hancheng took the meat inside and put it on the plate in front of Shen Meng and said, "Remove it, it's delicious, don't say you can't find it in Nanjiang, even when you get to Shandong, it is estimated that there are not many restaurants that can make such a delicious meal as Brother Liu." ”

Although it didn't look good, I didn't want to eat it very much, but I couldn't stand it because I was really hungry, Shen Meng followed Sun Hancheng's example and put a piece of lotus root in his mouth and ate it.

"It's delicious, and it tastes special. ”

Shen Meng gave a very high evaluation after eating a piece, and then immediately began to eat a chopstick, at first just eating vegetables, and finally couldn't help but eat a mouthful of meat, and immediately couldn't stop.

"It's so delicious, how the hell is that?"

Sun Hancheng looked at Brother Liu, who was busy in the distance, and said; I just heard Brother Liu say, I don't remember it very clearly, it's very troublesome anyway, why is it called a crispy pot, everything is crispy, in order to achieve the heat, you have to boil it from a small fire on the stove for a night, and if the heat is not mastered, the whole pot will be wasted. ”

He picked up a piece of tofu and put it in Shen Meng's bowl and said, "You taste this tofu and it definitely tastes." ”

Shen Meng was very happy to eat, the two chatted while eating, Sun Hancheng asked for a bottle of wine and poured himself a drink.

Shen Meng looked at Brother Liu in the distance, it was a little more than twelve o'clock at this time, because there were too many people in the store, and Sister-in-law Liu also came out to help.

The chat is nothing more than some short gossip of Zhang's family and Li Jia, and some even joke a few words of meat, and the scene is very happy and warm.

"You seem to have been looking at Brother Liu and them, what are you looking at?" Shen Meng asked suspiciously.

Sun Hancheng said with a smile: "Look at them, isn't this called happiness, there is a craft, a group of neighbors with smiling faces, and such a small shop that shelters from the wind and rain." ”

Shen Meng listened thoughtfully: "You yearn for this kind of life?"

Sun Hancheng nodded and said: "I'm not yearning, but I've been walking towards this kind of life, originally I also wanted to integrate into this old area, but unfortunately now it's not possible." ”

Shen Meng said with some incredulity: "Are you so capable of being willing to be nameless in one place?"

"What's so good about being famous, this time I guess there are people everywhere in the country who know me, I should be considered famous. ”

Sun Hancheng suddenly laughed when he said this, and asked, "If I go to open a live broadcast now, will it make more money than me doing cultural relics?"

Shen Meng also smiled after hearing this and said, "You can really do it, you really want to open it." ”

"What if you can't think about it, anyway, things are already like this, public opinion can kill, but if you want to kill me, you can't. ”

Sun Hancheng looked at Shen Meng in front of him, Shen Meng at this time was wearing a beautiful ponytail, which was not the same as when he saw her before, he didn't look like the chairman of a large enterprise, but he looked like a little girl next door.

Sun Hancheng grew up in a mountain village in the northwest since he was a child, in fact, it is not accurate to say that the mountain village is not accurate, the most accurate thing is that he lives in a ravine, and there is no one else except for those old guys.

What a girl next door, the only little girl he knew when he was a child was the girl who went to their ravine to graze sheep, her face was always black, and her skin was as dry as the bark of a tree after being blown by the northwest wind for many years.

The so-called girl next door is still such a word that Sun Hancheng heard after he arrived in Xijing, it is precisely because he wants what he lacks and he doesn't know what the girl next door means since he was a child, so he regards this word as the most beautiful word for women in his heart.

But at that time, there were all men around him, and he didn't have the opportunity to contact girls, so the most beautiful word in his heart had to be hidden deep in Sun Hancheng's heart. At this time, he found that it seemed very appropriate to take out this word and put it on Shen Meng's body.

It's easy to open up in the face of such a girl next door, and there's nothing that can't be said.

"Do you want to hear that story?" Sun Hancheng asked Shen Meng softly, the story he was telling was naturally the incident five years ago.

"Can I really do it, if you think you can do it then tell me about it, I'd love to hear your story. Shen Meng had a very honored expression on his face, opened his beautiful eyes and sat up straight, waiting for Sun Hancheng to tell the story.

Sun Hancheng smiled helplessly at first, and then said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's similar to the situation written in the post on the Internet, Wuhuatang was indeed bankrupted by a few of us five years ago, but the story in it is more tortuous and not so simple." ”

Sun Hancheng poured himself a glass of wine as he spoke, drank half a glass in one gulp, put down the wine glass and said: "The name Wuhuatang still sounds like a joke now, what is written in the online post is kind and charitable and what is to support the poor and orphaned, I will go to his uncle's, thanks to them to be able to make it up, I don't feel disgusting." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Xijing and said: "Xijing will find a little old and inquire, it is estimated that there are still many people who remember, who doesn't scold Wuhuatang for being a thing that loses conscience." ”

"What exactly has Wuhua Hall done?" Shen Meng asked very curiously.

Sun Hancheng drank the remaining half of the wine, and then said: "At that time, Wuhua Hall was indeed quite large, and it was one of the largest in Xijing. ”

He paused for a moment and sighed a little and then said: "We are not heroes who are chivalrous and righteous, in fact, this matter originally had nothing to do with us, but we knew about something that was too infuriating. ”

Sun Hancheng began to tell Shen Meng another version of the story five years ago, there was an old man surnamed Liu, whose son was seriously ill and urgently needed a lot of medical expenses for treatment, so he took out a painting that he had treasured for many years and sold it.

It is a picture of the beauty of the great painter Tang Bohu of the Ming Dynasty, the market price can be worth at least several million, it is the heirloom of the old man, just in his hands it has been treasured for decades, it is naturally a treasure, if it is not really there is no way, who will take out the beloved painting and sell it.

Because the paintings were inherited in an orderly manner, the old man was very confident, and in order to sell them for a high price, he found the very famous Wuhua Hall in Xijing.

The people of Wuhua Hall took a fancy to this painting and said that they could buy it at a high price, but they could not pay for it until their big boss came back to appraise it, because the big boss was out and was rushing here, and he needed to leave the painting in their store for one night.

Originally, Liu Laohan wanted to wait together, but there were some changes on his son's side at night and he needed to go back immediately, originally wanted to take the painting away, but the people in Wuhua Hall said that the boss was coming back soon, and they could give the old man a deposit of 20,000 yuan for Liu Laohan to take it first.

Because he urgently needed money and believed in Wuhuatang's nonsense, Liu Laohan agreed, and the next day when Liu Laohan came to get the money, he was told that the painting was a fake, Wuhua Tang did not accept it, and after returning the painting to Liu Laohan, he kicked him out.

When the old man opened the painting, he found that the painting had been replaced, and it was no longer his own painting, but a fake with poor counterfeiting technology.

The old man went to find the theory of Wuhuatang, but he was said to have deliberately made trouble and beat it out, millions of things were deceived by this kind of subordinate means, no matter who it was, they couldn't stand this kind of blow.

He went to the police, but there was no evidence, the police couldn't care, because there was no way to ask for help and couldn't stand the number of family complaints, Liu Laohan hanged himself in the middle of the night, and left a suicide note after his death to explain the cause and effect of condemning Wuhuatang, he felt that only by using this method could he prove that it was indeed Wuhuatang's people who dropped his paintings.

After Liu Laohan's death, his son died soon after because he could not be treated, Liu Laohan's wife felt that his own number made Liu Laohan commit suicide, and his heart was full of self-blame, so he ran to Wuhuatang to theorize, but again and again, Wuhuatang even found a few young men to deal with the old man, and inevitably punched and kicked the old man.