Chapter 348: Blind Stream
In the middle of summer, a very few days of hot weather in a year descend on Xiangbei, and the white air rises on the road, and it is almost possible to fry eggs.
In the middle section of Yebee Street, where the indigenous people of Nanyang live, an area of more than 2,000 square meters, an old warehouse converted into 'Zhang Lingjiao Canteen', the air conditioning buzzed and the heat was dissipated cleanly.
In the dining area, in front of the rows of long tables and chairs placed horizontally and vertically, hundreds of women, children, the old and the weak, mixed with a few young people with thick skin, used an iron spoon to pick up soy sauce bibimbap, peanut and soybean rice, and drank kelp soup, eating happily.
The meal is simple or even simple, but the soy sauce is mixed with hot lard, and the peanuts and soybeans are cooked in broth.
Peanuts and soybeans are both oily plants, and with starch-rich rice, they are also nutritious and very satiety.
In the kitchen of the dining hall, Zhang Jiao, who came to help the cook, held a large iron pot and steamed hundreds of catties of rice.
I took a breath and was about to go out to see the queue outside.
I saw Dou Wan'er walking towards her with a stainless steel lunch box, and said with concern: "Host Zhang, it's already noon, let's do things after eating." ”
Hearing her say this, Zhang Jiao really felt hungry, looked left and right, walked to the middle of the two windows where the rice was placed, sat directly on the ground, leaned against the wall and smiled at Dou Wan'er and said, "Bring the rice, Pea M." ”
"Such a simple shape is very suitable for publicity, do you want me to take a few photos for you and post them on the Internet. Dou Wan'er strolled forward, squatted down beside Zhang Jiao, and said softly while helping him open the lunch boxes one by one.
Although the lunch box is full of home-cooked dishes, it looks very rich, such as braised pig's feet, fried noodles with duck eggs, fried shrimp... With clam soup, it smells fragrant.
"No need, I have already asked the reporter and editor of 'Leyu.com' to edit the propaganda photo and send it to the website. Zhang Jiao waved his hand and said, "Pea M, you asked me to come to Wild Bee Street to help your neighbors cook, and I have already done it."
It's time to tell me Director Hong's message. ”
Dou Wan'er peeled a shrimp and put it in Zhang Jiao's bowl, explaining: "Actually, I asked you to come to Wild Bee Street to let you see with your own eyes what the situation in the Xiangbei garbage community is like."
Now I don't know where the rumors came out, saying that the closer you are to the supernatural area, the more dangerous it becomes, causing the people in the central part of Xiangyuan to rush to the north.
Many people came to Xiangbei in one go, but they couldn't find a job and spent all their savings, so they could only eat relief.
When the government couldn't help me, I became a homeless person, and I felt that if I took the next step, I would naturally become a criminal.
Most of the people queuing up outside the 'dining hall' to eat white food are like this.
Originally, when I first came to Wild Bee Street to sleep out, I seemed very honest.
Now that the group has gathered, and the number of people is increasing, the situation has changed, and many guys are clamoring to eat Toubo rice.
As you saw just now, we almost got into a fight with our street kids.
Host Zhang, where is your social status, and what do you say about being approachable, you actually live in a glamorous world, and a lot of truth cannot be seen.
It's like a lot of 'Zhang Lingjiao's canteen' in Xiangyuan now, which has become a time bomb, which may cause negative group unrest at any time, and turn your good intentions into bad things.
Instead, it ruins reputation.
You have to come up with a countermeasure in time. ”
Zhang Jiao was slightly stunned when he heard this, and said suspiciously: "Your suggestion is very reasonable, just put it forward with me."
Why do you have to use Uncle Tianbao's message as a bargaining chip to bring me to Wild Bee Street?"
"Because I miss the days we worked together and want to do another morning with you. Dou Wan'er lowered her head and said softly.
"It's here again, it's here again, you can't move me again, it's embarrassing to make everyone like this. Seeing this, Zhang Jiao pouted his lips and gnawed on the pig's trotters.
"I mean the truth. Dou Wan'er raised her head and replied with an unusually serious attitude, and then changed her words and said: "Actually, I feel that Director Hong had a premonition before going to the Black Continent this time.
That's why you used your absence as an excuse to keep me.
also eliminated the members of the program group who dragged their families or were particularly young like me.
He asked me to tell you that he was very happy to know you, and that he had already regarded you as a godson in his heart.
And calling, sending telegrams or writing letters to you to say that this kind of thing is too formal, and it does not fit his personality, so I entrusted me to pass on the message, so that you can treat him with the same attitude as a godmother in the future.
If anything happens to him, he must build a tomb for him, and then burn tens of billions of ingots and candles in front of the tomb every year, so that he can spend in the underworld. ”
Zhang Jiao's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said dissatisfiedly: "What, this old guy's message is to let me be his son, and he has to repair his grave and burn paper money, which is really unreasonable." ”
In fact, there were mixed tastes in my heart, and I secretly thought: "Uncle Tianbao is really stubborn, I repeatedly reminded him not to go to the Black Continent before leaving Nanyang last time."
But he just didn't listen, and he didn't know what was going on now.
It stands to reason that the Nanyang locals have already restored contact with the Black Continent Pioneer Army, so why don't they see the program team come back.
Could it be that the catastrophe mentioned by Worm Qianjiu last time should actually be on the body of the entire program team, I avoided it, but they are in a catastrophe. His expression unconsciously became gloomy and sad.
Seeing this, Dou Wan'er didn't speak again, silently peeled the shrimp on the side, tore the pork ribs, and put them in the Zhangjiao bowl that was already invisible.
When Zhang Jiao filled her stomach and came back to her senses, her squatting legs were sore, she sat on the ground with her buttocks, and silently rubbed her legs and stomach.
Zhang Jiao felt a little embarrassed when he saw it, and encouraged the power of qi and blood in his body to gently pat Dou Wan'er's leg, shaking the numb tendons, and said softly: "Thank you." ”
"No, I don't. Dou Wan'er smiled shyly, got up and packed up the lunch box and said, "I still have to write in the afternoon, so I can't come." ”
Waving his hand at Zhang Jiao, he turned and walked out of the dining hall through the back door.
"I'm poor into this shape, and I still want to make me a box lunch, even if it belongs to the unpredictable 'fine score', it's half a true love fan. Looking at her leaving, she opened her horns and muttered to herself.
After taking out his mobile phone and instructing his subordinates to prepare a large number of fresh ingredients, and sending them to Dou Wan'er's house, he got up and moved the steamed rice to the table, turned around and walked towards the back door of the dining hall.
The sun is scorching outside.
Thousands of blind streamers, dressed in rags, with sweat stains on their faces and necks, men and women, old and young, huddled together in front of the main entrance of the dining hall.
Zhang Jiao went around to the main street to see this scene, and couldn't help frowning, looking gloomy but helpless.
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