Wu Lao went to the warehouse to count the storage consumption in the past two days, and found that there were about seven taels of salvia.

Because the medicinal materials in and out of the warehouse are counted once a day, it is normal to have a discrepancy of four or five taels. Although salvia is not a very valuable medicinal material, salvia is not a commonly used medicinal material such as licorice and wolfberry, and the daily consumption is not large, and the error of seven taels is indeed a bit big.

Wu Lao tilted his head slightly, "Lao Li, the salvia on this account book is a little wrong." ”

Lao Li is a thin old man with gray hair, who is responsible for the registration of the entry and exit of medicinal materials in the warehouse every day. At this time, when Wu Lao asked him like this, his originally slumped body trembled, his waist bent lower, and the whole person looked like a boiled skin shrimp.

Lao Li's voice trembled, "Wu ...... Wu Lao ...... I...... I don't know wow......"

Wu Lao just glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze, "Go find out yourself, otherwise you will fill this hole with money." ”

Dropping this sentence, Wu Lao turned around and left.

Lao Li kept his body down, and kept saying good and good, thank you, Wu Lao and other words. It wasn't until Wu Lao completely walked out of the warehouse and returned to the room on the third floor that Lao Li dared to slowly stand up, but when he reached a certain height, Lao Li no longer exerted his strength.

Because he was still a hunchbacked old man who needed to bend his waist.

Lao Li pursed his lips, looked back at the huge warehouse, pulled a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and then turned around and slowly walked out of the warehouse.

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Qiu Zizai squatted on the side of the road, holding a large porcelain bowl, not even using chopsticks, just sucking the laba porridge in the bowl with his mouth.

In his words, this is called slippery, and it tastes delicious!

On the side is a vendor with a small stall selling laba porridge.

Today is Laba, and according to the custom, it is necessary to eat Laba porridge for good luck and safety. Although most people will boil Laba porridge at home to eat, there are still some porters, wanderers, and some people who are not allowed to use open fires often or do not allow open fires to buy some ready-made Laba porridge to drink at the street stalls.

Qiu Zizai sucked the laba porridge in the bowl, and said with a smile: "The five elements are exhausted, the old and the new are handed over, the grace is truth-seeking, the anger is lowered, and the gods are counted as a good day!" Hey, there's big business today! ”

Licking the last bit of laba porridge in the bowl, Qiu Zizai returned the big porcelain bowl to the vendor, paid for the porridge with two copper plates, and then swaggered away with two big sleeves.

Looking at the large porcelain bowl in his hand, which was cleaner than before the porridge was filled, the porridge stall vendor had a strange look in his eyes, "This stinky Taoist priest's tongue is made of rags, licking it so cleanly." ”

The vendor poured the large porcelain bowl into the accompanying bucket of hot water and put it back in the bowl.

At this time, two guests came to the stall.

Both of them are young people, one is dressed in sackcloth and leather shoes, and the other is dressed in brocade clothes.

And the two actually look exactly the same, they are twins.

It's just that the young man in Mai has a sad face and looks old. The hippie smiling face of the young man in Chinese costume is very juvenile.

The peddler looked at it and was secretly happy.

Outsiders! Or two!

The fat sheep sent to the door is really not a human being if it is not slaughtered!

It seems that he is still rich!

The peddler smiled and said, "Are the two of you here to drink laba porridge?" Don't look at my small stall, but the taste is no worse than those restaurants, why don't you come and try two bowls? ”

The young man in Chinese clothes looked at the stall and poked the young man in Mai next to him with his elbow, "Brother, can you make a bowl and try it?" I don't have the strength to travel on an empty stomach. ”

The peddler also hurriedly chimed in: "Yes, yes, the two guest officers are going to do big things when they see it." It must be hard to travel all the way, right? It just so happens that today is Laba Festival, drink a bowl of Laba porridge to rest and rest, relieve fatigue, and then continue to rush can be more energetic. ”

The young man in Chinese clothes nodded again and again, "Yes, brother, today is Laba, just drink a bowl of porridge and leave." It's not far from here and there, and it's not too far from that. ”

Only then did the young man in Mai relent, "Okay, then let's have two bowls of laba porridge." ”

The peddler rubbed his hands excitedly and continued to sell: "The buns in the stall are also good, do you want the two guest officers to come to the drawer?" ”

The young man in Mai just wanted to refuse, but the young man in Chinese clothes had already answered first, "Okay, good, a drawer of buns, I want meat." ”

"Great!"

Seeing this, the young man in Mai couldn't say anything more, so he found a seat and began to wait for food.

The peddler opened a wooden barrel, and inside was a bucket full of laba porridge, as if Qiu Zizai's big bowl had not pressed much horizontal line for it just now.

The vendor scooped two large porcelain bowls of laba porridge from the wooden barrel, and took out a drawer of meat buns from the steaming drawer next to him, which had been hot from yesterday to the present, and served them on the table of the two of them.

"Oh roar, it's coming, brother, eat quickly!" The young man in Chinese clothes impatiently picked up a meat bun, blew it twice at random, then stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite, and his mouth was full of oil in an instant, and the meat was fragrant.

The young man in Chinese clothes lit up his eyes, and pointed to the meat buns in the cage drawer again and again, "Brother, it's delicious!" Taste it! ”

Mai Youth sandwiched a meat bun, took a bite, and immediately felt that something was not right. The taste of the bun is really good, quite fragrant, but the fragrance is a little too much.

The young man in Mai tasted Laba porridge again, probably had a guess in his heart, and glanced at the vendor without a trace.

No ill intentions, but not a good person.

It's just a clever black-hearted peddler.

The young man in Mai also put his mind at ease and ate Laba porridge and meat buns slowly, in stark contrast to the gobbling up of the young man in Chinese clothes.

There were ten buns in a drawer, four were eaten by the young man in Mai, and six were eaten by the young man in Chinese clothes.

The young man in Mai only ate most of the bowl of Laba porridge, but the young man in Chinese clothes ate it cleanly.

"Boss, check out." The young man in Mai looked at the young man in Chinese clothes who was still a little unsatisfied, and lowered his voice to remind: "Don't forget to get down to business!" ”

The young man in Chinese clothes was full of reluctance, but he had no choice but to put away that little emotion and get up.

The peddler trotted all the way to the table of the two, and quickly glanced at what the two ordered, "The two guest officers have two bowls of laba porridge for thirty wen, and a drawer of meat buns for seventy wen, which is a total of consistent money." ”

The young man in Chinese costume was stunned for a moment, "It's just such a thing, why is it so expensive?" Boss, did you miscalculate? ”

The peddler smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't miscalculate." The food here is made with the best ingredients, the rice is fragrant rice from the south, the beans are picked one by one, and the meat is only stuffed with fat and thin pork belly, so it tastes good, right? Isn't it worse than those restaurants? Aren't those restaurants about the same price? Why is it expensive to come to my stall? ”

The young man in Chinese clothes was speechless, so he had to look at the young man in Mai with a pleading gaze.

The young man in Mai didn't say anything, just silently took out the usual money, put it on the table, and then pulled the young man in Chinese clothes away.

The hawker was quick and took the copper coin back in his hand, "It's still this guest officer!" If you two think the stall is good, come back next time! ”

The Mai youth turned around, "The things and taste are good, but the heart is a little dirty, and I won't come again next time." Also, the restaurant still has a bit of an environment, are you here, also deserved? ”

After speaking, the young man in Mai walked away from the young man in Chinese costumes.

The peddler froze in place, then reacted, spat on the ground, and scolded his mother, "If you don't come!" I have customers in this stall, not bad for you two! How old are you, you have a heart, and your whole family is dirty! Phew! ”

The peddler spat in the direction the two had left, which relieved him slightly. The vendor put away the things on the table, still the same as before, only soaked them in hot water for a while, and then put them back in the basket, and continued to sell Laba porridge.