Food: Random stalls, customers chase me all over the country

Chapter 78-Where’s the spoon in my roasted sweet potato?

"Brother, why don't you walk on the carpet?"

The second uncle looked curiously at the person he had just spoken to. The person did not step on the carpet, but instead stepped on the place where the carpet was not covered.

The elder brother snorted and said, "I won't step on it. These are prepared for those little princesses and princes in the south. I like to slide around!"

The three of them walked through the underground passage. The old man didn't even step on the carpet. After they got out of the passage and went their separate ways, the second uncle led Wang Fan in one direction.

Harbin now seems very unfamiliar to Wang Fan, who has never been there before, and even his second uncle feels it is very strange.

The places are still the same, and the overall decoration is different from before, one is the lowest configuration and the other is the highest configuration.

As they walked, they seemed to have reached a pedestrian street. Second Uncle pointed inside and said, "This is where the real fun of Harbin is."

It was almost noon at this time, and there were many pedestrians on the pedestrian street, which looked very lively.

There is a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes at the door, and you can smell the fragrance of the sweet potatoes from a long distance away.

Second uncle's eyes lit up: "Let's go buy some roasted sweet potatoes. The sweet potatoes grown in our black soil are much sweeter than those grown outside."

Wang Fan followed his second uncle to the sweet potato stall, where several little girls were waiting for their roasted sweet potatoes.

The uncle selling sweet potatoes looked to be in his fifties, with a doting smile on his face.

He split the sweet potatoes in half and put them in bags, then placed another small plastic spoon in each bag. "Here, here are your roasted sweet potatoes. If you don't want them to get dirty, you can use a spoon to eat them. Be careful with the heat."

Several little girls reached out to take their roasted sweet potatoes, and couldn't wait to scoop out a piece with a spoon, blow on it and put it in their mouths, and then they couldn't help but exclaim in praise: "Wow, this sweet potato is so delicious, so sweet."

The uncle selling sweet potatoes frowned a little deeper when he heard this: "If it's delicious, come back and I'll give you a 50% discount."

After a few little girls said "Thank you, uncle" sweetly, they linked arms and ran into the street.

Only the uncle selling sweet potatoes was left there, laughing foolishly.

Second uncle interrupted his silly laughter and said, "Boss, stop laughing. Business is coming. Give us a roasted sweet potato each. Pick out the ones with runny core!"

The roasted sweet potato uncle coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, then quickly picked up two roasted sweet potatoes from the stove, put them directly into a paper bag and handed them to the second uncle.

The second uncle waited for a long time but the boss didn't open the bag for him or put a spoon into the bag. He asked in confusion, "Is it over?"

The roasted sweet potato uncle shook his head: "It's not over yet, you haven't paid yet."

The second uncle said, "Shouldn't you break it apart for me and give me a small spoon?"

The roasted sweet potato uncle shook his head. "Only southern girls who are used to eating fine bran would use a spoon. Why would you two old men from the Northeast who eat whole grains every day need a spoon? What's wrong? Do you still need me to feed you?"

Second Uncle was so angry that he laughed: "Okay, okay, you are good. Now that Qi is here, none of you are acting like human beings."

After saying that, he angrily put down the money and pulled Wang Fan away.

Wang Fan was so happy when he saw his second uncle's expression, thinking to himself, you still say that he is not a human being? I wonder who asked us people from the Northeast to give up our seats to those people from the South this morning.

Don't say anything to each other.

Wang Fan picked up the sweet potato and took a look. The skin of the sweet potato had been roasted to a golden brown, and the surface was slightly cracked, revealing wisps of heat and an enticing aroma.

Peel off the skin of the sweet potato and the orange flesh inside is immediately exposed.

The boss has a very good control of the heat, and you can clearly see the moist and runny feeling inside the sweet potato flesh.

The sweet taste spread in his mouth after taking a bite. The soft and sticky texture made Wang Fan unable to resist taking a big bite. Second Uncle laughed and said, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Wang Fan nodded: "These sweet potatoes and the craftsmanship are both top-notch."

Second Uncle said proudly: "That's right, everything grown in our black soil is delicious."

After saying that, he clapped his hands and threw the sweet potato peels and plastic bag into the trash can beside him. "Come on, I'll take you to play balloon tossing. You haven't seen these things in the capital."

There are balloon-tossing games in the capital, but most of them are located in parks. Second Uncle and Wang Fan's lives used to be very routine, so naturally they had never been there.

Not long after they walked in, they saw a street vendor selling rings. The owner held a small loudspeaker and kept shouting, "Come on, rings are 20 yuan a bucket, 30 yuan for two buckets, as long as you catch it, it's yours."

Wang Fan looked curiously at the stall owner who was constantly hawking his wares and the small items scattered on the ground.

There are small plush toys, porcelain cups and bowls, and some large teddy bears and the like at the back. Basically, the rewards are better the further you go.

Many people stood in front of a railing, aiming at a bunch of small circles in their hands. The circles were not very big, about the size of a football.

The cold weather may have affected the feel of the device to some extent. Even if many people stretched their bodies to put on the nearest toy, most of them came back empty-handed.

The second uncle bought a bunch of rings and handed them to Wang Fan, saying, "Throw them anywhere you want, I'll cover you."

Wang Fan took a look and saw that there were still 5 circles left in his second uncle's hand.

"How about you take a few more?"

The second uncle shook his head and said confidently: "Five is enough. If there are more, I'm afraid people will say I'm bullying the boss."

Holding the ring and looking at his second uncle, Wang Fan felt as if he had suddenly returned to his childhood, his childhood on Earth.

At that time, I seemed to envy other children who could play this kind of game with their parents?

Wang Fan smiled, took out a circle, stared at a small plush panda and threw it over.

The bamboo circle drew a perfect arc in the air and landed accurately on the red cloth in front of the panda... MISS.

Wang Fan was not discouraged. He took out the second ring and continued to throw it at the panda.

This time he used more force and the circle flew behind the panda.

He threw it off target and with less force, and in a blink of an eye he threw more than ten circles, but the panda didn't even get touched.

"Hey, I really don't believe this!"

Wang Fan's desire to win was also aroused, so he pushed the panda doll and threw it.

However, his aim was really poor. He threw out more than 90 circles but failed to catch the panda doll. The most recent one he caught only touched the edge.

The boss was watching with a smile on his face, thinking that it was better if he couldn't make the mistake, because if he couldn't make the mistake, he could earn more.

Seeing the boss's smug smile, my second uncle also chuckled.

It's time for the veterans to take action!
Second uncle signaled Wang Fan to make way, and Wang Fan stepped aside helplessly.

I saw my second uncle stand there, hold the ring in one hand and shake it lightly, and the bamboo ring drew a perfect arc and hung steadily on the panda's ear.

"Nephew, if you want anything else, tell your uncle and he will give it all to you."

(End of this chapter)