C14 We Share the Same Fate

Coincidentally, Since ancient times, the Ba Chuan had always been the Heavenly Palace. There were all kinds of delicacies and snacks. It was dazzling to the eyes, and it made people forget about returning to their homes. It could be said that the flowers were becoming more and more attractive.

Although Lin Xi was a native of the Ba Chuan, he didn't have many good things to eat because of his family's financial situation. Now that he had come to the Lu Zhou and Ang Youyong, the owner of the small fortune, he naturally wouldn't be polite at all.

Lin Xi tightened his grip on the Buddha statue under his arm and followed Ang Youyong out of the hotel to get on the car. Mu Hongping said as he drove, "Brother Wei. Is your baby real? "Today, we have asked a boss of the Jewelry World to come over and let him help you see if it's real or not," Mu Hongping said. "If what you said is true, that boss can buy it."

Achoo, it should be true. I think it is exactly the same as the turquoise stone, and the quality is not bad. " It's just that we need to take it out from the Buddha statue. It might be a little troublesome. It hasn't been weighed yet. " Lin Xi thought about it and told him what he thought. However, he hid a part of it because he was not sure if the Buddha statue was what he thought it was.

"Alright, as long as it's real, it's fine. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for him to sweep his face for nothing today. That's a true big shot."

Lin Xi's heart skipped a beat. He smiled and asked, "How big is it?"

Ang Youyong thought for a while and said, "I don't know how big it is, but it is from the capital. It is a coincidence that we know him. He came to Lu Zhou this time because he has something to do. He will only leave after staying for a few days. You said yesterday that you have good turquoise stones. I thought that the fat water would not flow to other people's fields, so I told him to go back. If the goods are good, the price will definitely not be a problem."

It turned out that after Ang Youyong graduated from high school, although he was admitted into a third-rate university, he refused to go. He insisted on going home to do business. Later on, his luck was really good. Although he was not rich or rich, he was still very wealthy. Now, he even opened a teahouse in a good area of the city, called the Jingyi House.

That teahouse, apart from his name, was managed by his father. His main business was in Yunjian City. In other words, the teahouse was for his father's retirement.

Speaking of which, it was a coincidence that he and that big shot knew each other. There was a time when he went to Jingdu to discuss business. When he was about to fail, that big shot suddenly appeared and gave him a hand when he was honest and pleasing to the eye. After that, the business naturally went very smoothly. Since then, he had become friends with that big shot.

In other words, Ang Youyong had gotten on the big boss's good side. In fact, he was only half a generation younger than Ang Youyong. However, this did not stop Ang Youyong from becoming friends with that big boss. They were like brothers.

In fact, the Yunjian City that Ang Youyong was in wasn't too far away from Ming Zhou, but because he had started from scratch and was busy with business, he didn't have the time to meet up with Lin Xi. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

Twenty minutes later, Ang Youyong drove to the underground garage of a luxurious hotel. Lin Xi had thought that the restaurant was in the hotel, but he did not expect Ang Youyong to pull him out of the hotel after parking the car. He did not even look at the hotel.

After leaving the hotel, Lin Xi was very curious. What entered his eyes was an extremely bustling commercial street. There were all kinds of high-end shops and restaurants everywhere. He was overwhelmed by the sight and even thought that he had returned to Ming Zhou.

However, Mou Hongping's target was obviously not this commercial street. He pulled Lin Xi and walked out of the commercial street. The further they went, the more remote it became. If Lin Xi did not know him very well, he might have thought that he had encountered some human traffickers.

Lin Xi asked curiously, "Chubby Brother, Where are you taking me? "We're not eating here?"

Ang Youyong snorted, curled his lips, and said disdainfully, "Eat here? Brother Xi, haven't you eaten those things here before? It's so expensive, and it's so awful. The food is the same as the ones made by the assembly line machine in the factory. It doesn't taste good. The place we brought you to is not only authentic Sichuan food, but also practical. You'll know when you come with us! "

In fact, Ang Youyong was right. The food in the commercial streets were fast food. Not only was it awful, but it also had a heavy oil taste. Eating too much would not be good for the body. All kinds of diseases would come one after another.

After walking for a long time, Lin Xi's stomach was protesting again, but he didn't complain. "Chubby Brother, where are you taking me? What do you want to eat?"

Mu Hongping smiled and said mysteriously, "Let's go to the village and have some oil tea!"

"Oil tea, Ah Heluo... Hmm, that's great!"

When Lin Xi heard the words "oil tea," his resentment immediately disappeared, and all the gluttony in his stomach was also lured away. As for the words' village in the city ', he had long forgotten about them.

However, this oil tea was not oil tea. The oil tea that people usually called "oil tea" was the northern snack in Shenxi, Henan, and other places. The way they cooked it was largely the same.

It was nothing more than stir-frying the flour, adding butter, or adding five kernels and other ingredients to cook it into a paste for breakfast.

It tasted soft and salty and had a long aftertaste. It was a rare delicacy in the north-western region. Moreover, the breakfast of the Shaanxi people since ancient times loved drinking oil and tea. It was a very famous local snack.

However, what many people did not know was that there was a type of oil tea in the Ba Chuan called Ba Chuan Oil Tea. Although it was not as popular as Northern Oil Tea, it was still a rare delicacy.

For example, Lin Xi was already drooling after hearing the word "oil tea.

"Brother Xi, I never thought there would be such a place in Lu Zhou. Let me tell you, in the entire Lu Zhou, only the oil tea here is the most authentic."

Actually, the village in the city Ang Youyong mentioned was not far from this commercial street. It could be said that it was a wall away. It was only because the road was blocked that they had to take a detour. However, they had only walked for about ten minutes.

Lin Xi had seen many villages in the city in Ming Zhou, but such villages were very rare. If the commercial street was comparable to the most luxurious area in the 21st century, then the village in the city was definitely still in the 1920s and 1930s.

The simple streets, the old-fashioned houses, and even the habits of people seemed to be out of place with this society. The old trees on the streets should also be very old. The thick trunks and leaves covered most of the street, making it look a little dark.

If it weren't for the occasional car on the street and the phone taken out by pedestrians from time to time, Lin Xi really wondered if he had transmigrated.

Ang Youyong pulled Lin Xi to a breakfast shop, which was the only snack shop in the village. It had been opened for decades and was well known.

"Lady Zhao (Sichuan's language aunt), give me two big bowls of oil tea and two more spoons of oil. Hurry up!"

"It's Little Ping ah, got it, wait a moment, I'll be right there."

In a short while, two steaming bowls of oil tea and two golden spoons of oil were brought up together. There was also a plate of pickled vegetables. Lady Zhao smiled and said that it was free.

Lin Xi remembered eating the oil tea in Ba Chuan when he was a relative when he was young. He had been thinking about it ever since, but because his family was poor, he never ate it again.

Actually, Sichuan Oil Tea was very easy to make.

He ground the white pearl rice into powder and poured it into the pot to make the rice paste. Then, he scooped up the rice paste in a bowl and added a big spoonful of raw rice. Add a suitable amount of red oil chili and sprinkle the pickled vegetables. With the oil and the sauce, the soybeans were crispy. If you like, you can add the onions and coriander and stir them evenly. Spicy, fragrant, sticky and crispy. There was even a wave of hot air rising from his stomach, and his entire body felt indescribably comfortable.

- The content came from [Micoo Reading].