Zhu Xiaohua saw that someone had finished eating and paying the bill, so he sat down on the empty seat after him.

Today, I earned ten dollars, and my first task is to improve the food for my younger siblings. Secondly, after coming out of Jiazigou Farm, he has not eaten a full meal, so he naturally wants to treat his stomach.

There were seven diners at the same table, a family of three, two adults and children, this child was about eight or nine years old, as old as Zhu Xiaoming. He opened his mouth, and his father on the left fed him, and his mom on the right fed him.

Dad fed another bite, and Dad fed that bite was too hot, and he instantly burst into tears.

Dad and Mom immediately stopped and coaxed "don't cry, don't cry".

Zhu Xiaohua sighed and thought to himself, the life of an eight-year-old child should be like this. It's like my younger brother, who has no father or mother, and eats the last meal and worries about the next.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a large bowl of whistle noodles floating with oil, water and diced meat was served on the table.

The boss shouted, "Your big share of Qishan whistle noodles is here." ”

The whistle noodles were placed in front of Zhu Xiaohua, red and green, red and green, red is diced meat and radish, green is green vegetables, yellow is bean sprouts and diced potatoes, and white is diced tofu.

He picked up his chopsticks and stirred it gently, and the golden oil and water swirled in the bowl, and the aroma was immediately overflowing.

The surrounding diners raised their heads and stared at the meat in his bowl.

The child at the table looked up and asked his parents, "Why does this uncle have meat in his noodles and ours without meat?" ”

His mother replied, "Uncle ordered pork." ”

Another young man found that Zhu Xiaohua had more meat in his bowl than his, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, I also have pork, why is there not as much meat as his?" ”

Boss: "He's a big one." ”

Another person also asked, "He's got sprouts, but mine doesn't either." ”

Boss: "He's pork, big portions." ”

Zhu Xiaohua smiled slightly, picked up the chopsticks, and ate a lot. This whistle is soft and chewy, salty and light, and indeed tastes very good.

Take another sip of the soup floating with sesame oil, the entrance is sour, spicy and fragrant.

The pork is fat and tender, the bean sprouts are crispy, and the tofu is soft and glutinous.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten such delicious pasta.

It was the first time he had eaten such authentic and delicious food since he was reborn in this era.

Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help but stretch out his thumb and praise.

A young man next to him looked at Zhu Xiaohua enviously and said, "Brother, you've made a fortune recently." The big bowl of whistle noodles is three cents. ”

Zhu Xiaohua smiled slightly, enjoying the envious gaze of everyone, and just buried his head in eating noodles.

He was so hungry that the bowl of noodles tasted so good that he didn't have time to care about anything else.

A few minutes later, a large bowl of whistle noodles was down, no more, no less, just nine points full.

He took out the brand-new Great Unity bill and handed it to the boss: "Boss, settle the bill, make change." ”

When the young man saw Zhu Xiaohua take out a ten-yuan bill to settle the bill, he muttered again in a low voice: "Local tyrant." ”

Zhu Xiaohua took the nine yuan and seven cents from the boss and left the stall.

Before returning home, he bought a bag of flour and three catties of pork along the way.

Pork is nine cents a pound, three pounds of pork is two pieces of seven cents.

Flour is two cents per catty, and I bought twenty catties of flour, spent four yuan and four, and there are two yuan and six cents left in my hand.

Zhu Xiaohua carried flour into the compound, and heard a child from afar: "Your brother is a hooligan and has just come out of prison, how can he have the money to buy meat?" ”

"Yes, your parents are gone, you siblings can still afford to eat meat? Your noodles are all borrowed from Mr. Wu's house. ”

Zhu Xiaohua followed the prestige, only to see two children surrounding Zhu Xiaoming in the corner, one of whom was Li Zhigang, whose head was broken some time ago.

Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help but slow down, trying to figure out what was going on in front of him.

Li Zhigang raised a few cents in his hand and said, "Zhu Xiaoming, you broke my head last time, and the eight cents you got from selling scrap products today belong to me." ”

"Give it back to me!" Zhu Xiaoming shouted.

Li Zhigang's companion pushed Zhu Xiaoming back into the corner and said, "You stand honestly, believe it or not, I beat you?" ”

This child is tall, about thirteen or fourteen years old, obviously a head taller than Zhu Xiaoming and Li Zhigang.

Li Zhigang continued to shout: "Cousin, you said that you can buy a pound of meat for eight cents from selling scrap products?" ”

"If you can buy a fart, pork is more than eight cents a pound. is just the pitiful appearance of Zhu Xiaohua's family, and they still eat pork. I think it's about eating fly meat and rat meat. ”

Zhu Xiaoming said: "My brother said, buy meat and come back today." ”

Li Zhigang laughed: "The pork I just ate last night, do you want me to pull a little bit for you, maybe I still have some shredded pork in my." ”

Li Zhigang bent over, raised his buttocks, and was about to take off his pants.

Zhu Xiaohua was furious, walked over quickly, and kicked Li Zhigang's buttocks.

Li Zhigang was caught off guard, fell forward with the trend, and a dog ate, and hit his head on the ground.

Li Zhigang's cousin saw that Zhu Xiaohua was tall and tall, so he quickly let go of Zhu Xiaoming and flashed aside.

Zhu Xiaohua handed three catties of pork to Zhu Xiaoming, let him carry it, and said, "I'll go home and eat pork dumplings in a while." ”

Zhu Xiaoming took the meat, saw the flour on Zhu Xiaohua's shoulder, and laughed happily: "Brother, it's really meat." ”

When Zhu Xiaoming saw Zhu Xiaohua coming back, he became bold again, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it at Li Zhigang's cousin's head.

Li Zhigang's cousin's head shrank, the stone passed over his head, and with a "bang", it smashed on Li Zhigang again.

Li Zhigang covered his head, got up from the ground, and cried loudly.

Shouting: "Mom, my head! ”

"My head was broken by Zhu Xiaoming again!"

There was a stream of blood running down the right side of his head.

Zhu Xiaoming ran over, snatched eight cents from Li Zhigang's hand, and said, "Come, this is the money I used to sell scrap." ”

Then he turned around and went upstairs to go home.

Zhu Xiaohua carried the flour and followed him.

At home, Zhu Xiaoyan picked up more cardboard boxes and was flattening them little by little.

Zhu Xiaoming took the lead in running into the house and said, "Sister, look what is this?" ”

He took the pork in his hand.

Zhu Xiaoyan asked in surprise: "Where did the meat come from?" ”

Zhu Xiaoming said: "The eldest brother bought it back." ”

Then, she saw Zhu Xiaohua carrying flour into the door.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "Improve the food for the two of you today, and you don't have to worry about running out of food in the future." ”

Downstairs, Li Zhigang's crying continued.

Zhu Xiaoyan asked: "There seems to be someone crying downstairs." ”

Zhu Xiaoming kicked the door and said, "Don't worry about him, let him cry." If you want to rob me of my money, no way. ”

He then stroked his chest again and said, "It was so dangerous just now, if it wasn't for the eldest brother coming back in time, I'm afraid I would really be beaten by Li Zhigang's cousin." ”

He handed over eight cents to Zhu Xiaoyan and said, "This is the money earned from selling scrap." ”