Chapter 2: Wang Daxian

The sour and spicy chicken offal stir-fried with kimchi and bean paste is the soul of the restaurant's noodles.

Chicken offal is the carrier of the most sour taste.

Without fresh and good offal, no matter how good the condiments are, they will not be able to play their due role.

My family has been cooperating with Lao Yu's chicken farm since the day the store opened.

More than ten years ago, Lao Yu was just an ordinary chicken killer in the farmers' market.

He belongs to the kind of person who is particularly able to endure hardship.

I have the impression that he earns everything. My dad said that the most tiring and dirtiest job in the world is selling fish and killing chickens.

Regardless of the harsh winter or the scorching heat, the fish has to be soaked in the water every day, and the smell is fishy.

And when the chickens come home after killing for a day, there are chicken droppings and chicken feathers hidden in their hair.

In order to make more money, he has done both things.

At that time, there were originally three live chickens sold in the farmers' market, because Lao Yu was the most hard-working among them, and he was the only one left.

Lao Yu is not only able to endure hardships, but also has a bright brain.

After doing this for a while, he figured out some ways to raise poultry, and then went to the suburbs to rent a plot of land and opened a small chicken coop.

Later, it gradually became bigger, and then expanded its business, and now it has developed into the largest chicken farm in the area.

In addition to providing live chickens to the farmers' market, they also slaughter and process their own chicken, which is supplied to many large catering enterprises in and around the city.

When he first started raising chickens, he asked my dad to borrow 10,000 yuan as start-up capital.

So, even though his business is big now, he still left all the offal that he killed to my dad.

Sitting in the first row of the minibus, I bumped all the way forward.

I went to Lao Yu's chicken farm once a few years ago, when Lao Yu's mother passed away, and I rushed with my father to eat "tuozi meat".

"Tump meat" in our case means funeral feast.

Lao Yu opened a chicken farm, and after making money, he spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to build a three-story building next to the chicken farm, and took over the old lady, wife and children.

When I was eating the Ba Ba Feast, I looked at the magnificent and atmospheric small western-style building and was very envious.

This old man, who has been raising chickens for all these years, is really very profitable.

The minibus departed from the city, and after driving for about an hour, it stopped on the side of the road somewhere, and the driver said an address, and I got off.

I'm here alone this time.

I didn't tell Liang Yuan about Lao Yu, I just said that I came out for a walk.

I bought something for less than 200 yuan at the supermarket in the city, and I took them with me and got on a minibus to the suburbs.

When Lao Yu dealt with this person before, it was actually very good, I want to understand what is wrong with him, if it is the price, then it is easy to say.

Chicken offal is not like duck offal or goose offal, the county liver and intestines are much smaller, and they are not accepted in hot pot restaurants.

And the chicken offal still has an earthy smell, and it has to be fried with a lot of oil and salt to cover the smell, so there are not many people who buy it.

Therefore, Lao Yu sold the offal to us before, just for a symbolic fee.

In recent years, I don't know why, more and more restaurants have suddenly started selling chicken offal. What pickled pepper chicken offal, boiled chicken offal, chicken offal blood, cowpea chicken offal......

Endless.

In short, this thing became popular all at once.

When I was on the road, I was already mentally prepared, and if Lao Yu raised the price, it would be understandable.

He is also a businessman, and his purpose is definitely to make money.

No one wants to do anything that is profitable and doesn't get up early, and makes money at a loss.

As long as the price is reasonable, I don't count too much.

As soon as I got off the bus, I heard someone behind me calling me, and the voice was very familiar, so I was stunned.

When I looked back, I realized that it was him.

The king is blind.

The guy took off the outdated toad mirror on his face and smiled at me:

"Just now I thought that the person sitting in the front row was you Tang Xiaofan, but thinking of your good time, no one would go to this suburb, and I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you."

On this hot day, the blind man was wearing a black robe.

He carried a cloth bag in his hand, and it contained his deceitful things.

I nodded at him, a polite reply.

Without talking to him again, I followed the direction of my memory and walked towards Lao Yu's chicken farm.

After walking for a while, I noticed that something was wrong, and the blind man behind me followed me all the time, not far or close, and always kept a distance of one meter from me.

Thinking of his personality, I suddenly felt a little afraid.

This is the suburbs, except for the rice fields and fruit trees, there is no one in a radius of several hundred meters.

This guy is following me, not trying to drag me into the woods and ......

So, I turned around sharply and raised my eyebrows at him:

"What do you want to do to me, blind man? If you dare to follow me secretly, be careful that I am not polite to you! ”

I'm not very slender, and I have more strength than the average woman.

But after all, this blind man is also a man.

Men and women are definitely not comparable in terms of physical strength.

So, even if he was short and thin, if he fought hard, my chances of winning would not be great.

I only heard the blind man of the king sigh, and then said:

"Ouch, my little aunt, what are you thinking? I, Wang Gang, have treated you as my niece since I was a child, how can I think about it, you are too worried......"

"And what are you going to do with it?"

"I'm here to work."

"What are you doing in this wilderness, you are coaxing ghosts?"

Seeing that I didn't believe his words, the blind man was not in a hurry.

He flicked the dust off his clothes, and said:

"There is a chicken farm here, the boss called me, said that the family is in trouble, and wants me to help him deal with it, I am in the spirit of being kind to others and helping others, so I have come all the way to ......"

When I heard the blind man say that the chicken farm was raised, my heart sank.

So, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What is the surname of the chicken farm owner who called you?" ”

"Surname Yu." As he spoke, his phone rang.

Answered, the people over there seemed to be urging him to hurry up, and the blind man said a few times and said that he would be there soon.

After hanging up the phone, he complained a few words:

"This family is really slamming the door, there is such a big thing at home, just talking about the urgency on the phone, not saying that it is sending someone to send a car or something to pick me up, let me come by myself."

With that, he put away the phone and went straight forward.

As he passed by me, he remembered something and asked me:

"Tang Xiaofan, I forgot to ask you, isn't your chicken noodle shop about to reopen? What are you doing all this far? ”

"I'm coming to see a friend."

With that, I strode forward.

The blind man followed behind me, and said as he walked, let me stop calling him blind man, after all, it was all in the past, and from now on, he will be called "Wang Daxianren".

I still didn't talk to him, but what I was thinking about was: What happened in this old Yu family......