The nose of the Cherokee's six-cylinder let out a low roar, and it roared arrogantly onto the road under the gaze of everyone.

Huang Maoer grabbed the big brother in his hand, jumped out of the car in high spirits, and the six sons behind him followed suit, also grabbing a big brother in his hand, and walked out of the steps of the old boy in the Hong Kong film.

The two men were followed by a young man.

"Yao Yuan, let me introduce to you, this is Shunzi, the big name Liu Xishun, our brothers, I have been locked up for a few days and just picked up, this time I want to eat meat when I am too vegetarian, what kind of Cantonese cuisine of the big three yuan, the seafood of Manfulou is not willing to go, I specially brought it to you to satisfy my hunger, and after a while, your braised meat can be vigorously on the ground, and the braised meat is also boiled to make a double bottom, and I have to let the Shunzi brothers enjoy it today."

Yao Yuan looked at the shunzi, and saw that his face was gloomy, and he looked wilted after a serious illness, and he didn't know what to say for a while, okay, let's set up a boiled stall, all the guests who came, don't care what kind of guests come, just entertain.

Xie Lao'er became curious, and secretly dragged the sixth son: "Sixth brother, why did this Shunzi go in?" ”

The sixth son grinned: "Fart, it's not the artillery bureau that entered the bureau, but went to the drug rehabilitation center, and the drug rehabilitation center has been locked up for a month." ”

Looking at Shunzi's pale face, Xie Laopao'er and Yao Yuan exchanged glances, ha, I see, it's normal for a friend of Brother Huangmao'er in society to get a little white powder.

Unexpectedly, Huang Mao'er happened to look back and see this scene, her face suddenly became cold, and she nodded her finger at Yao Yuan: "Yao Yuan, you tell the truth, what did you do in the ethnic village the day before yesterday?" ”

Yao Yuan didn't expect Huang Mao'er to remember this, and said casually: "Hey, didn't I tell you, I saw that there was someone like my former classmate, so he rode a bicycle and followed, but he recognized the wrong person." ”

Huang Mao'er didn't listen to Yao Yuan's nonsense at all: "Tell you Yao Yuan, and Xiao Xie, you don't run there in the future of the ethnic village, especially the three alleys, tell you clearly, there are people selling white powder there, so you two can be regarded as my buddies, if you let me know that you have a half-cent relationship with white powder, don't say that I, Huang Xiaochuan, is not polite to you!" ”

He pointed to Shunzi again: "Shunzi, you also listen to me, I will say it again, if you dare to touch this thing again in the future, don't blame me for sending you to dig coal in the ditch at the head of the door!" ”

A few words were suddenly given to Yao Yuan, and this tone was incompatible with white powder, not like words that should come out of his mouth.

Thinking of the news I heard from the police station, the person who suspected that it was Huang Mao'er and the people in the white powder den had a conflict and cut two people, so I didn't understand it even more.

It's all hurt people, how can Huang Mao'er still swagger around the street, shouldn't he have been caught earlier?

It's a bit confusing.

The most annoying thing about setting up stalls in the night market is this, there are all kinds of people who come, and you have to receive them, but in this environment, all the people of the three religions and the nine streams deal with each other, and the knowledge grows quickly.

Maybe that's why these little guys are getting more and more addicted the more they do.

It turned out that he was either bored at home or locked up in school, how could he encounter so many variety, and he never imagined that one day Huang Maoer and Huang Xiaochuan, the famous social brothers, would come out of their mouths with the words of buddies.

Perhaps this is also the reason why King Gu Yan and Xu Jiansheng solemnly asked Yao Yuan and Xie Laopao to act as informants for the public security.

I was too lazy to think too much, but when I thought of Gu Changan, I was anxious, anxious about when the veteran cooks he was looking for would be able to report.

In this round of dealing with Gu Changan, Yao Yuan made a big bargain and promised to act as a so-called "eye" or "informant" for him, in Yao Yuan's mind, this is just the responsibility of a citizen, not to mention that this is all for the security environment at his doorstep.

But taking this opportunity, Yao Yuan put forward his idea in a roundabout way, and set up a catering service company in the name of the founding of the party, based on the braised meat shop, and first accumulated some talents, and these talents refer to those veterans who are not favored by others.

The reform of the armed forces, the large-scale disarmament movement of millions of people, caused countless soldiers to take off their military uniforms and return to the local areas overnight, and the job placement of these people has become a social problem and a headache for the local government.

Where to find so many jobs overnight?

And these veterans, in Yao Yuan's eyes, are tantamount to a gold mine, a big gold mine of talents.

The business of the braised butcher shop is getting better and better, and it is fully qualified to open a few more salaries and collect talents in advance.

And this appeal just scratched the itch of King Gu Yan, there are laid-off workers everywhere, and there are acquaintances everywhere who are looking for a job, and Gu Chang'an, who was born in the army, is now the director of the police station, and he can be regarded as a cadre with power in his hands, and he has long felt guilty in the face of requests from his comrades-in-arms, who refused again and again.

Yao Yuan opened his mouth to ask for a few retired cooks, and promised a higher salary than himself, the director of the police station, which was a great thing for Gu Changan to be good at both ends, so there was a quick result from him.

Two cooks from the old area of Taihang Mountain, who retired from the ace field army, were quickly dug up by him and promised to come to Pingcheng in the near future.

Of course, Gu Changan was very steady, he didn't listen to Yao Yuan and Xie Laopaw's words, but went to the braised meat shop to have a look, talked seriously with the founding of the party, and made a full understanding of the future planning of the braised meat shop, and thought it was feasible before he started to poach people from his old comrades.

No matter how cautious he was, Yao Yuan felt that this Gu Da black face had a hint of cuteness, at least better than his own father.

I wrote a letter to my father, and made a long-distance phone call, but there is no news at all, and it is obvious that the old man does not trust what he says at all.

After these two new forces arrived, he would be able to relieve himself a little bit and be busy with some serious things, but at the moment, Yao Yuan could only carry his knife like flying and send bowls of boiled water to all the diners.

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An army-green 212 jeep drove like a fly in the mountains of Mentougou.

The mountain road is rugged, the unpaved road is full of stones, the gravel rolled up at the wheel beats the chassis clanging, and the sand and dust rolled up behind the car is like a soil dragon, stretching out for two miles.

The mountain road of Mentougou is notoriously difficult to walk, not only because of the steep mountains, but also because there are small coal kiln mines everywhere, and the mines that are dug privately and mined are everywhere, and sometimes there is a black hole in the middle of the road.

Zhao Yonghai is obviously very familiar with the road conditions here, this is the road he has been familiar with again and again when he goes into the mountains and wild fishing, and he is familiar with the road and has something in his heart, a borrowed old-fashioned 212 jeep, in his hands to exert extreme speed, although there are only three forward gears, but also soared out of sixty or seventy kilometers per hour.

Zhao Yonghai realized for the first time that time is money!

As the master of the canteen, reproducing a bowl of braised boiled fire is a matter of hand to catch, yesterday's braised boiled fire has been tasted by friends, saying that the taste is no worse than the one at the intersection of Qianjiakou, but Zhao Yonghai knows that if he competes with the other party face to face, in the case of the same quality, it is difficult to win without his own unique skills.

Zhao Yonghai has been observing the night market for a few nights, and according to his calculations, if the young men who sell the stew are dry, they can earn at least four or five hundred a night!

What is the concept of four or five hundred, that is a month's salary of the canteen master! A few little kids can earn it in one night! In this world, where to reason?

Their braised soup Zhao Yonghai has also tasted, I don't know where these young men learned the craft, a pot of braised soup is actually decent, not only the smell of the organs in the water is not at all, the spices are put in, the saltiness is also just right, not worse than the taste made by the master of his own unit.

It's a pity that it is estimated that young people are unwilling to endure hardships, so every day they prepare two small pots of stew, and close the stall when they are sold out. That is, after nine o'clock, a large number of diners in the night market are left drooling.

That's the business opportunity!

Even if it is a direct competition against the other party, it can dominate the market from nine o'clock to the early hours of the morning after the other party closes the stall every day, as long as you find a helper, you can earn three or four hundred yuan a day, and the class of the unit will not matter much if you can't go to it in the future.

It took Zhao Yonghai three days to make up his mind, and then two days to do it himself, perfectly made Zhao's stew, and prepared to go to the sea! also go to the night market to catch a pot of gold.

As a professional canteen master, as soon as he makes a move, he must shoot the opponent to death, the stew is made, and the taste is not bad, today Zhao Yonghai borrowed the old 212 of the driver's class to enter the mountain, just to find a mysterious seasoning, take it back and add it to the soup, that is the invincible magic weapon to win.

The work of the unit is very easy, Zhao Yonghai has a lot of time to go into the mountains and wild fishing, wild fishing is about the best cross-country, drilling into the mountains again and again, so that he knows the situation in the mountains around Pingcheng well.

A hundred kilometers west of the city, there is a Zhaitang Reservoir, which is already remote, and the foot of the mountain on the other side of the reservoir is even more rarely visited. In the scorching heat of this summer, Zhao Yonghai went to the reservoir to fish, the fish at noon did not eat, there was no mouth at all, he was very bored and went into the water to swim and inadvertently swam to the opposite shore, and found a shocking secret.

In the woods on the other side, I don't know whether it is wild or cultivated, a large field of herbaceous plants blooms with bewitching flowers, and the single petals reveal a strange brilliance in the sun.

After Zhao Yonghai confirmed what kind of plant was in front of him, he was startled at first, and the legendary poppy appeared here in large numbers!

More is better than less, after going back, Zhao Yonghai's discovery was silent to no one, until he made up his mind to go to the night market to sell stew, and then remembered this great discovery.

Autumn has arrived, and it's harvest time!