Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Woman in White
I saw that the appearance of the bun was golden yellow, very similar to other meatloaf.
It's just that the shape of the bun is different from other meatloaf.
Most of the other patties on the market are round.
But the shape of the bun is round at both ends and long in the middle.
It's like splicing two semicircles into the ends of a rectangle......
"You use it slowly, the soup is not enough, you can renew it for free."
After the waitress put the steamed bun and soup on the table, she smiled and gave a word, and then went back to the back kitchen to get busy.
Qian Wancang glanced at the milky white jar of soup and decided to take a sip of the soup first.
Because he believes in a saying that soup before a meal is better than a good medicine.
After taking a sip of the soup, I only felt that my mouth was full of spicy taste, which was very enjoyable, and instantly stimulated my appetite to the point that I couldn't suppress it.
Qian Wancang immediately picked up the chopsticks, picked up a strong bun and sent it to his mouth.
Take a big bite down, first crispy and refreshing, then tender and delicious, and then full of juice, full of fresh and fragrant, compelling aroma, everyone deserves to eat......
The layered taste and rich and balanced taste made Qian Wancang look flying and full of praise.
He glanced at the inside of the bun,
I saw a layer of meat filling, a layer of skin, a layer of meat filling, and a layer of skin......
So superimposed on a lot of layers, it seems that the production process is quite elegant,
No wonder it has such a layered and distinct taste!
Qian Wancang took another bite of the steamed bun, then put the steamed bun back on the plate, and then put the chopsticks into the soup and scooped it gently.
In an instant, the noodles and haggis were all revealed from the soup, and it was very rich.
It seems that the recipe for this jar of soup is also very exquisite......
With a word of praise, Qian Wancang took another sip of soup.
A few minutes passed, and there were two Zhuang buns and a bowl of soup, and there was no residue left after Qian Wancang ate it.
He found a buddy, packed two more Zhuang buns, and then paid the money and left the Yuncheng Zhuang bun shop.
Qian Wancang went home directly.
As soon as he returned home, he took out the bun and devoured it.
Of course, due to the stuffiness all the way, the bun is no longer so crispy, and the texture is not as good as when it first came out of the pot, but fortunately, the taste is still the same.
After eating two strong buns, Qian Wancang only felt that his stomach was unbearably swollen, and he couldn't help but start to blame himself for being greedy.
In order to promote digestion and get rid of the feeling of bloating as soon as possible, he decided to go downstairs twice.
With his mind already decided, Qian Wancang helped his sunglasses and walked out of the house.
Take the elevator and soon come downstairs,
Qian Wancang looked around, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he put his hand on the waistband of his trousers and quickly loosened the waistband of his pants so that his stomach would not be strangled and hurt.
After tidying up his trouser belt, Qian Wancang began to walk aimlessly along the plastic runway in the community.
"Woo woo woo ......"
When Qian Wancang walked to the northeast corner of the community, he suddenly heard a woman's complaining cry, and couldn't help but shiver.
I don't know why, Qian Wancang always feels that a woman's cry is born with a sense of horror, especially the kind of resentful cry, even in broad daylight, it suddenly comes into the ears, which will make people's scalp tingle......
He subconsciously followed the prestige, only to see a woman in white sitting faintly behind a green plant.
What is certain is that the resentful cry was made by the woman in white.
Qian Wancang looked at the woman in white and couldn't help but complain in his heart:
What the heck?
Who is this??
Crying in such a remote corner will scare people to death, you know? Neurotic???
Spit and spit and spit out.
He actually sympathizes with this woman in white,
After all, she was hiding here alone and crying, and she must have encountered something very sad.
What did you feel sorry for?
Qian Wancang was curious.
But he also knows that no matter what happens to others, it has nothing to do with his money, so it's best not to be sentimental.
Thinking of this, Qian Wancang shook his head and dispelled his gossip thoughts.
Then turn around and continue along the plastic runway.
"Shujuan'er! Tell you to go to the police, why are you hiding here and crying? ”
Suddenly, a man in his thirties walked over and yelled at the woman in white.
The woman in white ignored the man, still crying "whining".
"Liu Shujuan, call you!"
The man suddenly became angry and rushed angrily towards the woman in white named Liu Shujuan.
Seeing this, Qian Wancang immediately stopped and stopped to watch.
"Don't be embarrassed here, come with me to the police!"
As he spoke, the man grabbed Liu Shujuan's collar and pulled it up vigorously, intending to make her stand up.
"No, I'm not going, why should I call the police?"
Liu Shujuan grabbed the man's hand, intending to break free from the man's hand.
In the process of breaking free, Qian Wancang saw Liu Shujuan's face clearly, it was the woman who burned paper money for the sewer manhole cover and followed the Taoist priest named Zhong Dawei to do things.
"They are liars who cheated our family of money, of course they have to call the police to arrest them."
The man roared.
"Where are they liars, haven't they already captured the rat spirit?"
Liu Shujuan argued.
"What rat spirit? That little mouse is their trained fraud tool, if it is really as they say, the rat spirit is taken away, then why is our dad still like that? ”
The man's eyes were red, and he was extremely angry.
"Woo woo woo ......"
Liu Shujuan didn't know how to answer, so she could only face everything by crying.
"Don't cry, come home with me, and I'll clean you up when I get home!"
The man glanced at Liu Shujuan with disgust, and then dragged Liu Shujuan hard.
"I don't!"
Liu Shujuan refused to go home with the man.
"Are you going back?"
The man suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture of wanting to beat someone, scaring Liu Shujuan that it was better not to go against him.
Seeing this scene, Qian Wancang was not calm.
The thing he dislikes the most in his life is that men beat women.
"Hey, big brother, don't be angry!"
Qian Wancang suddenly shouted, and then walked towards the man.
When the man saw someone coming forward, he immediately put down the raised slap, and explained to Qian Wancang with an aggrieved face: "This loser girl was deceived by two stinky Taoists for 3,000 yuan, and asked her to go to the police, but she still doesn't go, do you say that people are angry or not?" ”
"How did you get deceived by two Taoist priests?"
Qian Wancang asked curiously.
"The two Taoist priests said that our family hid a rat spirit, and this ruined girl really believed it, begging others to do things, and it cost more than 3,000 ...... before and after."
"Don't you believe it too? Who bought paper money? And who gave the money to the people with their own hands? Now it's all on my head, am I wronged? Moreover, people are not liars at all, you look at that rat spirit, let him do whatever he wants, you say, if this is an ordinary mouse, can he understand human speech? ”
Before the man finished speaking, Liu Shujuan cried and defended.