Lin Yuchan only drove for ten minutes, and we arrived at our destination.

Jin Shengshui sighed: "This place is too dark, isn't it?"

Ji Yansheng said, "So, there is a reason why the economy here is backward."

Jin Shengshui said, "Elder Ji, you misunderstood, I'm not talking about character, I'm saying that there are no street lights in this place."

"It's like you can't see your fingers here."

Ji Yansheng said, "The economy is backward, you know."

Jin Shengshui pointed to the huge building not far away and said, "Are you backward? I'm here to listen to modernization."

I looked at the building, and it was almost a small town.

It's brightly lit, and looking inside from the fence, the greenery is good.

Compared with the county seat, it is simply a heaven and an underground.

There was a sign on the gate that read, "Jinning No. 1 Middle School."

I nodded and said, "No matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education, I have heard many people say this sentence, and it is the first time I have seen someone do this."

A person in the shadow next to him laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, education is our pillar industry in Jinning, without education, we would all be unemployed."

We turned our heads and saw an old man leaning against a wooden door frame, looking at us with a salty and nonchalant look.

I found behind him an adobe house, crumbling kind.

There was a wooden stick stuck in the house, and a piece of cloth was carried on the stick, which read: Fried cakes and fried noodles.

I was shocked, "What are you...... A restaurant?"

The old man snorted, "Yes."

I said, "Is it okay to open a restaurant here?"

The old man smiled, "Why not? My restaurant will not be open for three years, but it will be open for three years."

"See, it's in a good location, right in front of the school."

"On Sunday, students have half a day to come out and play freely."

"Yo, I'll be busy then."

Speaking of eating, I'm really hungry.

So we went into the old man's restaurant.

The restaurant was too cramped, so there were four tables.

A fifteen-watt light bulb hangs overhead.

Dim to death.

Lin Yuchan took a picture of the table and stool with her mobile phone, and refused to sit down at all.

The old man muttered in the kitchen, "Poor and exquisite, there are so many little girls in this school, they are as smart as a flower, and no one dislikes them."

Jin Shengshui said, "Okay, don't step on the horse and mumble, do you have anything to eat?"

The old man said, "You should order something, what are you eating?"

I said, "What do you have?"

The old man said, "There are fried cakes and fried noodles."

Jin Shengshui said, "Two fried cakes, two fried noodles."

Lin Yuchan said, "I don't eat it."

Jin Shengshui sighed: "Those two fried cakes, one fried noodles."

Fu Changshe cautiously asked, "What, is there mine?"

Jin Shengshui said, "No."

Fu Changshe: "......"

He fiddled with the camera a little aggrieved.

The old man began to make a fire and cook.

I saw that his kitchen was not a regular kitchen, but burned honeycomb coal.

There was only one pot, and it was terrible black.

I suspect this is the pot he cooks himself.

The old man got some shredded bread and began to fry it, and after a while, he took the pot down and went out.

I shouted to him, "Why did you go?"

The old man didn't reply, "There's no more salt, I'll buy some."

Me: "......"

Five minutes later, the old man returned.

Fifteen minutes later, our meal was ready.

I looked at this rice that didn't look good, and I was speechless.

Took a bite......

Groove ......

I said to Fu Changshe, "Old man, don't be sad, I won't eat this meal, you can eat."

Fu Changshe's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Master Fu."

He took a bite and his face changed.

As a result, Jin Shengshui and Ji Yansheng also pushed the rice to Fu Changshe: "Come, ours will also be eaten for you."

Fu Changshe: "......"

Lin Yuchan looked at us and smiled like a flower: "The hero of the world is stunned in a small restaurant, a good theme." If this is filmed, it will definitely explode."

The old man finished cooking, smoked at the other table, and looked quite bored.

Jin Shengshui said, "Old man, don't you know how to watch videos? I see that people of your age are all in love with watching videos."

The old man sighed, "No, I can't read."

Jin Shengshui said, "If you play with your mobile phone, you don't need to be literate."

"You can't read, who wrote your sign?"

The old man said, "Those students wrote it for me. Alas, these children are so nice."

"We used to be poor in this place, you don't know. Guarding such a large lake, it is all bad land for horses, and there is not enough to eat."

"Fortunately, I don't know which genius came up with an idea to run a good high school."

"These out-of-town students are really willing to spend money, and we have improved a little."

"I tell you, it's not that we can't be poor in education, we are poor and only have education left."

"Without these children, I would have starved to death on horseback."

It can be seen that the old man is very grateful to the students from other places.

But this gratitude is not the kind of gratitude that is grateful, but ...... A pig farmer, gratitude to fat pigs.

Thank you, but still slaughter you.

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