Chapter 3: The Tin House
Zhang Qi said: "If we want to know who the eleventh person is outside the photo, we have to check the archives of the archaeological team back then." ”
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "I'll go back and check the tracking number on the Internet to see where the two videotapes were sent from." ”
The two were talking, when suddenly a very fragrant smell of cumin wafted down the wind to the tip of their noses.
Zhang Qixun sniffed and turned his head to look at Wu Xiaoxie, "It's so fragrant, are you hungry?" Why don't you go for a bite to eat? ”
"Let's go." Wu Xiaoxie expressed his support and took the lead in walking towards the place where the fragrance came from.
When I got closer, I found that it was a barbecue stand. Business is booming, and the side is full of customers waiting with their hands and feet.
Wu Xiaoxie was a little surprised, "This newcomer? Why is the business so hot? ”
The taste of the hospital's hospital meal is too light, and he has basically transferred to all the snack bars around the hospital during this time, and he has never seen this one before.
Someone on the side heard it, turned his head to look at it, and said, "You two have just been here for a short time." ”
Wu Xiaoxie smiled: "How do you know." ”
"It sounds like a Southerner when you hear the accent." The man smiled, pointed to the boss who was busy reversing the skewers with his hands, and said, "This stall has been set up here for more than ten years, and the taste is amazing, the last boss is his father, and the son inherits his father's business. ”
"No, as soon as it was put on, these people were like the dog sniffing the meat buns, and they swarmed over, and I answered the phone, damn, the good seats are gone." The man's tone was full of chagrin.
Wu Xiaoxie looked at the long queue in front of him, and was a little desperate, "When does this have to be queued?" ”
"Yes." The man put on a hat with a cotton collar and put his hands in his sleeves, "If it weren't for this mouthful, who wouldn't be stupid enough to stand here and be frozen on this big night." ”
The light of the street lamp shone obliquely, and the shadow of the lamp fluttered and fluttered like catkins.
The young boss shouted, "It's snowing, and those who haven't been lined up in the back can go to the tin room on the side to take refuge first." ”
As a result, no one moved, and they were afraid that they would move away for a while, and when they came back, the position would be occupied, and the key was that you couldn't reason with it.
Wu Xiaoxie didn't have a hat behind his cotton clothes, and a shallow layer of snow fell on his head at this moment.
Zhang Qixun stretched out his hand to puff off the snow on the top of his head, slowly moved two steps with the team, turned his head and said to him: "Otherwise, I will line up, you go to the nearby store to buy a few bottles of Erguotou first, and when you come back, you will go directly to the iron house to avoid it, and I will bring it in later." ”
Wu Xiaoxie looked forward and found that there were not many people, and it was estimated that it would be their turn in a short time, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go buy Erguotou first, how many bottles will you drink?" ”
Zhang Qi thought for a while, "A bottle, just warm your body." ”
The owner of the barbecue stall was very nimble, and after a while, it was Zhang Qixun's turn to be a person in front of him.
The man carried two large bags, and said hello to Zhang Qixun when he left.
"Dude, what would you like to eat?" The boss asked by pouring some more oil on the baking sheet.
There are all kinds of ingredients, and Zhang Qixun was a little difficult for a while, so he simply waved his hand, "Except for coriander, let's have a copy of everything." ”
"Okay, wait a minute."
The boss answered and immediately got busy.
Smelling the fragrant aroma, Zhang Qixun's eyes couldn't help but straighten a little.
The food on the baking sheet is constantly flipped and shiny, and the sight of it makes people feel appetizing. Zhang Qixun's left hand in his pocket moved up quietly, pressed his empty stomach, and was so hungry, "Boss, two more flatbreads." ”
Zhang Qixun carried two oversized plates, lifted the thick curtain with his elbows, entered the small tin room, put things on the table, pulled out the plastic stool and sat down.
Wu Xiaoxie hadn't come back yet, Zhang Ji could only endure his hunger, take out his mobile phone, and play Tetris boredly.
Before the end of the game, the curtain was lifted, and the bottles clanged lightly.
"How far have you run?" Zhang Qixun put down his mobile phone, looked at Wu Xiaoxie, who came to the door, and said in surprise.
Wu Xiaoxie held it in his other hand (this chapter is not finished!) )
Chapter 3: The Tin House
The big warm hat rested on the table, took a breath, and scolded two sentences before saying: "Don't mention it, after buying wine, I felt that the wind blew my ears hurt, so I walked two steps away and bought a hat, and when I came back, I happened to bump into the police to catch the thief, that guy ran in the direction of my side, and was almost detained as an accomplice, if I wasn't used to carrying my ID card in my pocket, you would have to pick me up from the police station today." ”
Zhang Qixun smiled unkindly, "You are really unlucky enough." ”
Wu Xiaoxie turned grief and anger into appetite, took a sip of meat and wine, feasted heavily, and sweated all over his body.
The boss was very honest, the portion was very large, the two young men ate with hiccups, and there were a lot of untouched dishes on the plate.
I found two plastic bags and packed them for a point, and the two of them took them back.
Zhang Qixun booked a hotel next to the hospital to stay.
Wu Xiaoxie hid the nurse and brought the barbecue into the ward, and the third uncle, who was nibbling on a banana, was like a cat catching a mouse, and he smelled it immediately.
"Big nephew, what delicious food is hidden in your hand?" Wu Sanxing smiled and stared at Wu Xiaoxie's hand behind his back.
Wu Xiaoxie smiled in the same way, "Barbecue, it was originally brought to you, but when I walked in the door, I suddenly remembered that the doctor explained that you can only eat light food now, so I still lost it." ”
"Hey, don't lose it, don't lose it...... Wu Sanxing was so anxious that he almost jumped off the hospital bed, grabbed Wu Xiaoxie's hand, and snatched the bag over, "You kid, how can you waste good meat, waste food, and you don't know if you know it." ”
Wu Xiaoxie hugged his arms and sneered, his eyes glancing at the half bowl of porridge on the table that had already been cold.
Wu Sanxing coughed twice, and said with a bitter face: "Big nephew, I'm your third uncle, after eating rice porridge for so many days, my mouth has faded out of the bird, and I finally came to eat meat, so you can't bear to let the third uncle look at it?" ”
Wu Xiaoyi said that the old fox was not enough, and waved his hand, "If you don't dislike what I have left, then you can eat it." ”
Wu Sanxing smiled and chewed on the meat, "I have even eaten the bottom of your leftover rice bowl, I don't like a fart." ”
Wu Xiaoxie saw that he was eating too quickly, poured a cup of hot water and put it on the table, "Why don't you put the radiator on it and heat it up, it is estimated that it will be cold all the way." ”
"No, no, it's still warm." Wu Sansheng solved a bunch of sticks in three or two bites, and sighed comfortably, "If only I could have a sip of wine again." ”
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Wu Xiaoxie suggestively.
Chapter 3: The Tin House