The tall, thin, hemp stick-like figure was really impressive, and when he got off the trolleybus No. 103, he still walked and swayed, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

Yao Yuan quietly followed behind, he had long heard that there was a white powder seller in the ethnic village, such an obvious addict had already met last time, he could come here at a fixed time, no need to ask, he must have come to buy goods.

I was also curious, how could such an obvious clue not be discovered by the black-faced Gu Yama King? Not only could the police station not solve the theft case, but there was no clue that such a serious crime had occurred on its own ground, and it was simply a bunch of people eating rice.

The thin hemp pole in front of him walked very quickly, all the way to find the dark shadow, Yao Yuan pushed the bicycle, fell far behind, there was some excitement in his heart, some nervousness, at this time I remembered that it would be good if I had a mobile phone at hand.

Low bungalows, narrow streets, restaurants still open, the fire at the door, the noise in the restaurant mixed with Uyghur language, people seem to have come to another world in a trance.

From afar, I watched the hemp pole stop at the door of a dark courtyard at the corner of the alley, there was a window open on the iron door, and the light that came out could vaguely see something handed in, and then something was handed out of the window, and the window was then closed, and the hemp pole left immediately, and the steps of leaving seemed to be much lighter.

That's it, I only heard that the vigilance of selling fans is very high, and it is very difficult to catch street transactions, but the scene in front of him subverted Yao Yuan's cognition, and everyone who sells fans has developed into businessmen, and they can't be caught at this police station, what kind of stupid do these policemen have to be? !

I have the heart to follow the hemp pole, and then think about the importance of grasping this group of fans first.

Turning the front of the car, flying into the car, ready to find the big black face, the rear frame was grabbed by someone stubbornly, the person shook and almost fell, fortunately the legs were long, barely supported on the ground.

Liuzi grabbed Yao Yuan's bicycle, Huang Mao'er came out of the dark shadow, and looked in the direction that Yao Yuan was looking at just now: "What are you doing here?" ”

Yao Yuan was taken aback, his adrenaline soared instantly, and when he looked back and saw that the two of them knew each other, his heart settled down a little: "What are you doing here?"

The two people asked the same question, but they didn't get an answer from the other party, and the eyes of both sides were a little unnatural, and they both unconsciously glanced at the depths of the alley, and the hemp pole had long been gone.

Yao Yuan instantly realized something, and his heart was a little awe-inspiring: "I passed by, and I just saw someone who looked a bit like my former classmate, so I stopped and looked at it a few more times. ”

Huang Mao'er smiled: "The one who just passed was a fan smoker, and I can't see it?" Why are you still your classmates, and you know enough people?! ”

Yao Yuan was a little angry: "I don't know what kind of powder is not smoked, I guess I was dazzled just now." ”

Huang Mao didn't care, he looked like a big brother in the rivers and lakes, and reached out and patted Yao Yuan's shoulder: "Boy, you are curious enough, let me tell you a word, you can't afford to mess with those guys inside, it's okay to stay away." ”

They all walked into the police station, Yao Yuan was still confused, I didn't know what the hell Huang Mao'er and Liuzi were doing, what they were doing hiding in the alley at night, and what did it have to do with the yard that sold powder, just now I knew what Yao Yuan saw, but he easily let it go, which made people really incomprehensible.

The old investigator Xu Jiansheng listened to Yao Yuan's report on everything he saw, and he couldn't see any expression on his ugly face, but when he heard that he had met Huang Mao'er and Liuzi at the mouth of the alley, his eyebrows jumped.

Yao Yuan's next words were a little ugly: "Uncle, isn't this fan seller too rampant, he blatantly opened the door in the ethnic village to do business, and our police station didn't find out about it, isn't it a bit dereliction of duty." ”

Gu Changan, who had a black face, snuffed out the cigarette butt fiercely: "As long as you can, we police can't find the nest that you can find?" ”

Xu Jiansheng saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly coughed and interrupted: "Yao Yuan, you are really a good material to be a policeman, but you must not touch this den again in the future, and don't talk to anyone, okay?" ”

Well, I was excited for a long time just now, and it turned out that the police had already grasped the situation.

Gu Changan rarely said a good word: "Xiao Yuan'er, well done, these grandsons are indeed too rampant now, but they can't jump for a few days, it's almost time to close the net, when the time comes, it's easy to give you a credit, it's easy to catch a few fans sellers, it's rare to touch the other party's line, this matter is very important, you must not touch this matter again, and you must keep it secret!" ”

Yao Yuan nodded obediently, and when he got out of the police station, he remembered one thing he had just overlooked, it seems that the police have already controlled this den, so what are Huang Maoer mixing there?

Then do you want to talk to Huang Mao'er about this matter, at least you can be regarded as a "friend" who looks up and doesn't look down, lest the police take action and turn around and stew them in.

Riding back to the alley of the ethnic village, it was dark and empty, and there was still a figure there.

The night is already deep, a round of hook-like crescent moon hanging in the sky, the moonlight is a little faint, a little cold, the moon hook is like a cold weapon, faintly stealing the ferocity, the noise in the distance is vaguely unclear, as if there is something separated from this lonely alley.

The quiet night was a good cover, Yao Yuan slowed down the car, quietly approached the small courtyard, stayed at the gray door for a while, then turned the head of the car, and left quietly.

Huang Mao'er had already warned himself to stay away from here, and the old policeman Xu Jiansheng also asked him not to come back, but for some reason, he didn't want to come back and take a look, okay, this is because he wanted to talk to Huang Mao'er, this reason is very good, but unfortunately he didn't believe it very much.

The only explanation is a damn curiosity, just want to get to know your surroundings and discover things that you haven't found before?

Shaking his head, he rode back quickly, Xiaohua'er was still in the small courtyard on the side of the big brother of the party, and it was estimated that she had been waiting for a long time.

Come quietly, go quietly, no sleeves, and no trace of clouds in the alley, but unexpectedly, in the attic of the small courtyard, on the roof opposite, and on the small second floor next door, there are already at least six eyes, staring at Yao Yuan.

As soon as the front foot left, the door of the small courtyard opened quietly, the dim light sprinkled on the ground, and two figures flashed out quietly.

The door closed quietly again, and the babbling sound of the door shaft was faintly audible because of the lack of lubrication, but unfortunately Yao Yuan had already walked away and could not hear it.

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In their own small yard, there is another atmosphere, the children are shouting loudly, quacking with joy, a few seasonal birds and monkeys are very happy with the little party, and the little flowers also have a special sense of achievement, playing with children, catching fireflies for a while, catching seasonal birds and monkeys for a while, so that they have completely forgotten the time.

Yao Yuan persuaded Xiaohua'er for a long time before persuading Xiaohua'er to go home.

The next day, because of the fact that he remembered the price increase of the revised version of the braised boiling line, Yao Yuan returned to the small courtyard after school, and the adjusted braised cooking needs to be tasted, quantified, and verified to determine the price.

Occasionally, I feel that this stewed stall is a bit cumbersome to me, its earliest mission has been completed, and now it doesn't mean much to me.

However, Mancheng needs to point to this stall to make money, and the little fat child also needs to point to this stall to eat, and the basket of tea eggs marinated every day is also an additional source of income for Grandma Li.

Today, I have to follow the whole process, after all, I am facing old customers, and the price of each bowl has increased by more than one piece, so I have to explain to others, even if people want to scold the street, they should come forward to listen.

Who made it all for the sake of the little fat boy!

"Damn, a bowl has risen by a five, why are you kids doing business darker than me?!" This is Jiao San's reaction.

As the saying goes, familiarity is not formal, this kind of words can only be scolded by old customers like Jiao San who are neighbors at the same time, and they have to eat the same way.

Xie Laopao'er refused to suffer this loss: "Third brother, you can rest for a while, the silk scarf on your stall takes five pieces of goods from the big red gate, and you sell fifteen and don't bargain, we haven't said that you are black." ”

Jiao San was given a big roast chicken by the neck, was hit by the key point, and looked around: "Dwarf oil, my little ancestor, can you shout this?" Give me a little talk. ”

In contrast, Li Tielong was much calmer: "Oh, the price has risen, it should have risen a long time ago, my daughter-in-law said this morning that the price of meat in the vegetable market is more than four yuan, and it is still raw meat, there are so many more pork belly in this bowl, and the price is high." ”

This is a bit cheap, how can any diner talk to the merchant, it's too unprincipled!

The meat you said sells for more than four yuan, but this bowl of stewed meat is especially water, can it be a price?

But I understand it when I think it's all for the sake of the neighbors, and it's called business to hold each other, who asked Yao Yuangang to take a group of college students and order a bunch of textbooks from him.

Xie Lao Pao'er picked up the stubble quickly: "Brother Long is right! Now our stew dare to call it authentic stew, which is the same as the first Su meat on the shore of Shicha in the past, and the authentic taste that came out of the palace back then. ”

There are still so many diners, no one chooses not to eat because of the price adjustment, it seems that everyone has become accustomed to price increases, this year from steel to ingredients, from gasoline to soybean oil, there is no one that does not increase in price, even pancakes and fruits are a set of five, and it is completely normal to sell more than four yuan.

Seeing the reaction of the diners, Yao Yuan put a little snack, and pulled the little fat child to the side and grabbed the stick again: "Little fat smash, you remember it for me, my brother raised the price today for you, this is all to shorten the time for you to set up a stall and make a lot of money, I would rather be scolded by others, you better remember it for me, and then hold a parent-teacher meeting If the teacher says a word about you, I will simply not take you to play!" ”

Hu Xiaochuber borrowed his apron, wiped his oily hands, and cut his mouth: "The price increase is for us to make more money together, as if this stall has nothing to do with you." ”

When Yao Yuan heard this, he wanted to jump up, but Hu Xiaochubby hurriedly made up for it: "But Master Yao, don't worry, I'll give you the first place in the next exam for you to see!" By the way, plug Mr. Hu's mouth! ”