"Hu Wazi, how dare you steal business from Lao Tzu?"
It was a big man who spoke. He and Hu Zi were from the same village. According to seniority, Hu Zi had to call him uncle. They often went out to sell food together, but coincidentally, they both sold fermented glutinous rice. So they made an agreement that one of them would set up the stall, and the other would take the responsibility to sell fermented glutinous rice separately. Hu Zi was young, so he was undoubtedly the one who took the responsibility. But this guy actually sold fermented glutinous rice in front of his uncle? Wasn't this a bad business? How could he agree?
Hu Zi seemed to know the taboo, so he smiled innocently and said, "Second Uncle, I'm sorry. I'll go over there to sell."
While speaking, he ran to the opposite side, but his eyes were still fixed on the source of the sound, because he heard that there seemed to be a lot of people who made the sound. If Second Uncle didn't have enough fermented glutinous rice later, he would go and sell it.
As he was thinking, a group of people came into his sight. They were a group of big men with bulging muscles and fierce eyes. If it weren't for the fact that this was Chang 'an City, he would have run away. This group of guys was too tall and intimidating. However, he was not worried at all, because he saw that these guys' clothes were printed with a big "Zhang" character. They were indeed people from Zhang Mansion.
He was wild with joy and hurried to greet them with the cart. "Gentlemen, please give me a bowl of fermented glutinous rice."
He didn't care at all why these guys were running here early in the morning. He was carrying steel plates on his back and sandbags on his feet. What he cared about most at the moment was to make these guys buy his fermented glutinous rice.
The surrounding people who sold steamed buns, wontons, and fermented glutinous rice were a little unhappy when they saw the situation, especially Second Uncle, who secretly scolded Hu Zi for being unfilial and selling fermented glutinous rice.
Although they despised Hu Zi a million times in their hearts, they also knew that this was their source of income, so they kept shouting at He Quan and the others.
"Sir, fermented glutinous rice … the best fermented glutinous rice …"
"Steamed buns … one is worth two. Sir, come and have a look …"
No matter how loud the crowd's voices were, He Quan didn't seem to be too interested. He just glanced at them.
However, the people behind him couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at the white steamed buns and scalding wontons, their saliva was about to drip out. However, without the boss's permission, they didn't dare to go up. They were enforcing military discipline now. If they weren't careful, they might be punished again.
Song Tie actually had the same thoughts as everyone else. He also wanted to go up and get some fermented rice wine. After all, they hadn't eaten for a whole night. Besides, they had been running for so long. Everyone's stomachs were already shriveled. If it was a normal day, he would have already gone up and drank it. However, it was the training period now. Old Master had just appointed the training plan. As the second in command of the team, he naturally couldn't take the lead and commit a crime. Besides, he was very impressed with He Quan this morning.
When Huzi saw that these guys were unmoved, he had an idea. He quickly opened the jar, and the aroma of fermented glutinous rice instantly spread out. The whole street could clearly smell it.
When the guards smelled the aroma, they didn't feel good. They were already hungry. Now that Huzi deliberately opened the lid of the fermented glutinous rice wine, they immediately felt their legs go soft.
However, without the boss's permission, even if they were hungry, they didn't dare to stop. Thus, everyone looked at He Quan with a pleading face.
He Quan suddenly trembled. He seemed to feel the burning gazes behind him. He secretly glanced at them. When he saw the pleading look on everyone's faces, he knew that these guys were really hungry.
In fact, he was already hungry. However, as the leader of the team and also shouldered the heavy responsibility of Old Master, he felt that he couldn't be so reckless. At least, he had to respect the majority's wishes. Now that everyone was hungry, there was no harm in drinking a bowl.
Thinking about it, he turned his head and glanced at the fermented glutinous rice wine in Huzi's hand. The white glutinous rice wine came into view. He could clearly smell the fermented rice wine. He instantly felt saliva secreting in his mouth. Swallowing his saliva, he suddenly raised his head: "Stop."
Everyone was overjoyed and quickly stopped in their tracks.
He Quan turned around and glanced at everyone. He said seriously: "Originally, this is training. We shouldn't be eating, but … …"
"Alright, alright. Great Leader He, you see that all of us are starving. Why don't we eat first?"
Song Tie couldn't stand it anymore. He looked at Huzi's fermented glutinous rice wine and complained to He Quan. He was indeed hungry. He didn't think that this guy would let everyone eat. But if he wanted to eat, just eat. Why did he have to make such a long speech?
Obviously, Song Tie's words attracted everyone's goodwill. They nodded and signaled He Quan to stop talking nonsense. Eating was the most important thing.
After being snubbed, He Quan didn't waste any more time. He simply waved his hand: "Let's go eat."
Everyone cheered. They didn't care about their impression of him and ran towards the stall.
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