367. Chapter 363 Who Is on My Ship?

Chapter 363 Who is on my boat?

Li Duoyu and Zhao Jialu walked through several streets and came to an old street full of wooden houses.

Li Duoyu looked at the old street, which was a little familiar and a little strange. In his previous life, after he came back from the island country, he heard that someone burned down the old street and replaced it with a commercial street.

In this era, the old street was still full of those short wooden houses. When he just arrived at the old street, Li Duoyu heard the sound of "clang, clang".

Following the sound, Li Duoyu saw a small workshop with three shirtless middle-aged men, stepping on the seesaw stone hammer and shouting slogans.

"Hey~ Hey~"

Under the stone hammer is a large stone mortar with rice cakes in it.

Whenever the stone hammer tilts up.

The old man next to the stone mortar will turn the rice cakes in the stone mortar over as quickly as possible, and the large stone hammer weighs at least 70 or 80 kilograms.

If they didn't cooperate well, the old man's hand would definitely be broken, but with the help of the call, they cooperated perfectly.

When Li Duoyu saw the white rice noodles in the workshop, he guessed what they were making.

Zhao Jialu introduced: "The Xinghua noodles made by this workshop are really delicious. Our family buys Xinghua noodles from them."

The "Hua" in the "Laohua" that Li Duoyu wanted to eat was the Xinghua rice noodles that originated from the neighboring Licheng. Because Licheng was called Xinghua Prefecture in ancient times, it got the name of Xinghua noodles.

But I don't know what happened. This Xinghua noodles didn't mix well in its place of origin, but after arriving in Rongcheng, it became popular and became the "old-fashioned taste" in the mouths of many Rongcheng people.

Laohua is also divided into old and new schools.

Old-fashioned Laohua generally refers to pig blood Laohua. Due to special reasons at that time, ordinary people could only get pig blood.

Even pig blood was a rare delicacy for the people of that era.

The new style has only appeared in recent years, and the side dishes are not just pig blood.

The most common ones are large intestines, duck gizzards, and monk meat. Of course, some water spinach and a handful of chopped green onions are the soul of Laohua.

Some shops will add various small seafood, such as clams, squid rings, fresh oysters and shrimps, and some shops have even developed new ways of eating, adding various stewed flavors to Laohua.

Since Li Duoyu came to this old street, he can smell the strong aroma of bone soup and the smell of shrimp oil from time to time.

This old street is not very wide and does not look very clean, but there are really many restaurants on both sides of the street.

There are shops selling fish balls, meat dumplings, and sausages, and the best business is the Laohua shop in front of them, which is less than ten square meters.

Because the shop is too small, the owner put three small low tables at the door, and customers can only sit outside to eat.

Although the conditions are very poor, every small table is full of people.

A worker who had just returned from get off work in the factory saw someone getting up, so he leaned his bicycle against the wall and sat in the empty seat.

"Boss, give me a bowl of laohua, with pork liver and water spinach, and more chopped green onions."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Seeing that the business was so good, Zhao Jialu said to the store owner: "Boss, the business is so good, can you add two more tables? Why do we have to queue up every time to eat?"

The boss replied: "The store is so big, if we put it further, it will be the territory of the store next door. If we have a fight later, will you help us?"

A group of customers who don't mind getting into trouble all said: "Help, of course."

"If there is a fight, I will definitely help you."

"Boss, hurry up and buy the store next door, so that we can eat your laohua on rainy days in the future."

The boss smiled and said, "No, it's raining, so I can just be lazy."

"What's there to rest for? Isn't it good to make more money?"

The boss urged, "Stop talking, eat quickly, there are a lot of people waiting behind."

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When ordering, Li Duoyu said, "Flower intestines and pork liver, clams, some water spinach, and a fried egg."

"Brother Yu, you just ate a lot, how can you eat so much?"

Li Duoyu smiled, "People like me who do rough work normally eat more."

In fact, although there are a lot of seafood on their beach, for them, the fishermen, seafood is not enough to fill them up.

Just like drinking porridge, it's easy to get hungry soon after eating. Eating two bowls of seafood is really not as good as eating a bowl of rice and rice noodles.

In the previous life, her daughter-in-law liked to eat seafood very much. She said that this thing tastes good, has little fat, and is low in calories, which is very suitable for weight loss.

Zhao Jialu touched his stomach and said, "I really can't eat anymore, boss, just give me a bowl of Lao Hua in clear soup."

After the dish was served, Li Duoyu looked at a large bowl of Lao Hua, at least half of which was filled with ingredients, unlike in the future, where there were not even a few slices of beef in a bowl of ramen.

Li Duoyu first took a sip of the soup, which was a thick bone soup with the aroma of shallot oil, and tasted very good.

But for Li Duoyu, the soul of Lao Hua is not Lao Hua itself, but comes from the small plastic jar on the table.

Li Duoyu approached the plastic jar and smelled it, which was salty and fragrant. Yes, it was this thing.

Li Duoyu took a plate and poured the yellow and bright juice into the plate, then picked up a piece of Luo Han meat, dipped it in the shrimp oil, and then put it in his mouth.

The moment he took the food in his mouth, Li Duoyu was stunned, and the taste instantly brought him back to a memory of the past.

In fact,

Li Duoyu has not eaten this kind of laohua with many ingredients many times.

During the time when he was selling the goods, this new style of laohua was not yet popular, so he ate more of pig blood.

Later, they were sent in. Not long after I came out, I went to the island country and never tasted this stuff.

The first time he ate this kind of laohua was when Zhou Xiaoying brought him here to eat it.

At that time, they came to Rongcheng to help take care of their grandson, and the two of them took over almost all the housework. Cooking, washing dishes and clothes

On weekends, the son, daughter-in-law and his family of three often drive out to camp and travel with friends.

Zhou Xiaoying, who was afraid that Li Duoyu would be bored, would occasionally take him for a walk to nearby Yantai Mountain and have something to eat.

The place where the two of them had eaten the most was the Laohua restaurant at the entrance of the alley.

Zhou Xiaoying also likes to eat laohua. Every time she eats, she fills a plate full of shrimp oil.

Seeing her pouring so much, the boss would occasionally tease her: "You are the best at eating shrimp oil I have ever seen."

Thinking of this, Li Duoyu couldn't help but glance at the boss and suddenly asked: "Boss, is your surname Lin?"

The boss smiled and replied: "Awesome, how did you know my surname is Lin when you first come here?"

"Haha, I was just guessing."

Li Duoyu finished a large portion of Laohua, but people can easily get sleepy when they eat too much.

The two walked out of the old street and came to a street next door with a lot of neon lights. There were many brightly dressed girls on the street.

Maybe because it’s summer, some wear short jeans like those in Hong Kong dramas, and some like to tie their shirts in a knot.

There were several girls surrounding a red Yamaha 125 motorcycle.

Zhao Jialu burped and suggested: "Brother Yu, would you like me to take you to the dance hall to relax? Summer is here and the young lady there sings beautifully."

Li Duoyu joked:

"You're sure it's as simple as singing well."

Zhao Jialu smiled and said: "I have become a good person a long time ago. Of course I just listened to songs."

Li Duoyu wanted to say that he should be protected and pay attention to safety, but when he thought about it, something seemed wrong.

Before the 1990s, China seemed to be quite safe, with only syphilis and very few AIDS.

"I won't go to the dance hall. It's too noisy and my ears can't stand it."

Zhao Jialu frowned and thought for a while, then said: "If you don't want to go to the dance hall, then why don't we go to the video together."

Li Duoyu said doubtfully:

"Is there a video room now?"

"There are several of them, and many people are watching them. If you haven't watched all the TV series you followed in the past, you can still make up for them in the video hall."

Zhao Jialu chuckled and said, "And after twelve o'clock, there are still exciting things."

As soon as Li Duoyu heard it, he knew what it was about. The video studio should be the earliest originator of disseminating pornographic images in China.

Most of the pornographic films at this time still told stories, and occasionally had some exciting scenes.

Unlike the action movies from the island country, the whole movie is about technology and no emotions.

But even if there are only one or two clips, for young people who have never seen it before, it is enough to make them collectively excited.

If there is a video recorder, Li Duoyu thinks that after the new house is built, he can buy one.

In this case, there is no need to stand in front of the TV at a fixed time and wait for the TV station to broadcast it.

"Brother Yu, do you want to watch it? There happens to be a video studio whose owner is my friend. I can ask him to clear the place and show us something exciting."

Li Duoyu frowned, watching pornographic films with a grown man, something felt wrong.

"No, I'm really sleepy. I want to go to bed."

Zhao Jialu was a little depressed: "I won't go to the dance hall, and I won't watch the video. How can I be like my old man? If we don't play when we are young, when will we play? When we get old, we really can't play anymore."

"Let's go some other time. I'm a little tired today."

Seeing Li Duoyu's refusal, Zhao Jialu no longer pressed, but said:

"Do you have a place to stay tonight? If not, do you want to stay at my house tonight? Xiuyun and I share a house, and we just have one room available."

The corner of Li Duoyu's mouth twitched. How much does this guy like to be with me? "No, I've already booked a guest house at the pier."

"That's it...then I'll take you to the guest house."

"No, I'm familiar with Rongcheng. I can go to the guest house by myself."

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In fact, Li Duoyu did not book a guest house. After returning to Rongcheng Pier, he went directly back to the fishing boat.

Sleep directly on the floor in the cab.

To be honest, the sanitary conditions in the guest house are not necessarily as good as his cab, and there are a lot of fleas and lice these days.

Now that they have children, their home is very clean. Unless necessary, Li Duoyu will try his best to sleep on the bed outside so as not to bring bugs or eggs home.

Around 10:30 in the evening, the area around the fishing boat became very quiet, leaving only the sound of the gurgling river water.

In this era without mobile phones, Li Duoyu fell asleep quickly. He didn't know how long he slept before he was woken up.

There are constant sounds of fishing boat engines and various shouting and selling sounds outside.

Li Duoyu was woken up and found that it was still dark, but when he looked out the window, he was startled.

Two faces were pressed against the window, looking into his cab.

Li Duoyu took out the long gun hidden in the boat, turned on the light in the cabin and shouted, "Who is on my boat?"