Dumplings, this food that he hasn't eaten for many years, is in front of a gray-headed old mother's soup pot, constantly turning their belly, like a swimmer, rolling back and forth in the bubbling white soup. .

　　 This kind of contrast and other foods are slightly expensive meals, and only when the coachmen want to fight the tooth ritual, or when there is some celebration, will they get together, meaning like two or two.

　　 And this Gu Zheng, who had walked to the dumpling stall, had not waited for the old mother to raise her head to greet him, he could smell the filling in the belly of the protagonist in the pot today.

　　 "Pork and cabbage stuffing? Give me four taels."

　　 Eight copper yuan was eaten by this prodigal son.

　　 I haven't made any money yet.

　　The old mother in front of the pan, after hearing this, Tuhuazi almost laughed, "Boom! I'll be good soon!" The response was very much like her madness when she was young.

　　 A flat porcelain plate and a small vinegar dish. Although it is not a restaurant full of VIPs, it also embodies the mother's exquisiteness everywhere.

　　 The bamboo fence was put down and picked up. After waiting for a short while, Gu Zheng met with the dumpling he was thinking of.

　　 When he anxiously blew the first dumpling picked up in his chopsticks, the old mother on the side did not forget to give him a bowl of warm dumpling soup.

　　 "The soup is turned into the original food, and be careful to burn it." Before leaving, the old mother did not forget to push the small pot of soy sauce in front of Gu Zheng.

　　 These coachmen, they have to eat enough to eat, just like their profession, they all rely on vigor.

　　 A wave of warmth rushed to my heart. It turns out that love exists in every world. It just needs everyone who is full of hope in life to taste it slowly.

　　 The teeth and the dough were torn together gently, and one end of the dumpling was bitten into a small mouth carefully, and a rush of heat slowly rose up, and the fragrance of lard and cabbage drifted into Gu Zheng's nose.

　　 Well, the dumpling wrapper is a blend of three kinds of noodles. In a world where soybeans and millet are still not considered expensive coarse grains, pure white noodles is a privilege that can only be enjoyed by the rich.

　　 However, this kind of dumpling skin made of coarse grains that modern people regard as healthy food does not have the unique roughness of coarse grains. On the contrary, it is smooth, smooth and tenacious.

　　 When I look at the three-faced noodles chosen by the store, it is only after repeated fine grinding several times to achieve the current taste.

　　 Immediately afterwards, Gu Zheng, who couldn't wait, bit his belt with stuffing.

　　 "huhuhu"

　　 "Hot.."

　　 But, it's really fragrant.

For modern people, lard is too unhealthy, and it also has the smell of burnt from home fat. The pork mixed in the filling is also composed of these half meat and half oil residues, which will be cut into small cubes. After wringing out most of the cabbage, which has a watery texture and tastes like pork, the taste of meat is all wrapped up.

　　 Twenty fat dumplings, before Gu Zheng could taste the taste carefully, they were already waiting in line for their stomachs.

　　 He touched his half-full stomach, no wonder the coachmen next to him were just looking at this place, such a good taste, but not many people patronized it.

　　 Doing heavy physical labor and having to eat dumplings to their fullness, it is estimated that they will be able to eat until they go bankrupt.

Standing up and taking out the money, Gu Zheng had already lifted the armrest of the rickshaw he had parked when he slipped to the front of the rickshaw he parked, but he turned his head, took out a handful of copper, and said to the biscuits shop on the side: "Come here again. Three sesame seeds, take it away!"

　　 "Okay, it's fresh, you have it."

If you have this kind of hot biscuits in your arms in the winter, your whole body will be warm even when you run, but this is a dog days, just watch the sweat on Gu Zheng's head, just like prostration, sway it. So he ran out.

　　‘Puff...’

　　 "How's the third one, has the evil spirit gone?"

　　 "Let's go, this man is really a coachman's mallet. I don't even know what season we eat and what we eat. I think he didn't eat any other boring losses all morning."

　　 hiding in the corner, watching Gu Zheng's every move, it was the seven brothers who were accomplices in the car dealership. They did not even take care of their lunch in order to take care of Gu Zheng's meal.

　　 "How amazing is the combat power? Our rickshaw driver relies on pulling live copper dollars to speak. By the way, brother, I pulled four times this morning, eight copper dollars."

　　 "Big brother, really amazing! That kid named Gu Zheng must be out of reach... hahaha"

　　 A group of stinky feet, if they knew that Gu Zheng had made a silver corner this morning, their eyeballs would probably fall on their feet.

　　 It's a pity that the boasting words haven't fallen yet, and another evil god's voice came to mind behind him: "What? Do you know that guy named Gu Zheng?"

　　 is Lei Shuijin.

　　 "Boss Lei? No, no, I don't know, I don't know, we just got back from work and want to report to you, yesterday Shunzi took a few of our brothers..."

Before the words of the group of seven were finished, Lei Shuijin couldn’t wait to interrupt their plan to continue the complaint: “Okay! I know about this! Don’t tell me anymore! As for Shunzi~ lightnovelpub.net~I will tell..."

　　 "But, that newcomer..."

　　 "What are you talking about? I don't understand enough? When I see that person in the future, TM walks around me. He, we are not the same, and everyone understands the same!?"

　　 "Understand, understand..."

　　 Seeing that Boss Lei also has a tendency to violent, these seven brothers ran faster than the rabbit, and disappeared in the lane in an instant.

　　 Watching Yumu's head-like subordinates leave, Lei Shuijin finally let out a sigh of relief.

　　M, is it easy to be a coachman?

　　 In the future, you should also go around the newcomer and stay away.

　　 didn't know that Gu Zheng, who had made so many twists and turns after he left, was tired and happy at this time.

　　 This is the advantage of being a manual worker.

　　 No matter how many times you have taken a job, or how many sacks you have moved, you can really feel the labor you have put in.

　　 Especially those few tinkling bangs after work, they played the most beautiful music in the world. The pockets on his chest were heavy and solid.

Although Gu Zheng’s legs were sore and swollen at this time, although the shirt on his body had been soaked with sweat, it still couldn’t stop him from being in a good mood. The faster the pace.

　　 Passing through this a little run-down small commercial street, he arrived at his simple but safe nest.

　　 "Excuse me! I borrowed it!"

　　 Don’t look at this commercial street compared with Qianmen Street, it is simply the difference between the Yangchang Road and Luoma Street, but the sparrow is small and complete.