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Chapter 385 Old Herdsman

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    Chen Mu has been very leisurely these two days, and has been leading Xiao Wu around the cistanche deserticola market in Chengkou County.

    ??Look east and west. When you are hungry or thirsty, you can find a place to eat and drink. After you are full and drunk, you can continue wandering around. It is very comfortable.

    After walking around the market, he found that there were not many people today. Chen Mu quickly entered a stall selling fresh and dried Cistanche deserticola, found a seat next to the boss and sat down, and then asked: "Old man  Ba, how is business today?"

    The owner of this restaurant is Bayani Mufu, a local from Aqishan.

    According to him, he used to be a herdsman, but seven or eight years ago, due to serious environmental deterioration, the grazing areas near his home turned into desert sands, so he could only sell all the cattle and sheep he raised at once.  Then he ran to Chengkou and started a small business.

    Chen Mu has been walking around the market these days, chatting with people in the market. Bayani Mufu is the one he can chat with the most, so he always comes here to sit and ask about the market.  Case.

    "Why are you here again? You are so free!"

    Bayani Mufu was sitting on a chair, drinking hot milk tea.

    There was a small briquette stove beside him. There was a tattered-looking teapot on the stove. Steam was constantly coming out of the spout, and the aroma of the tea inside floated out with the heat, which was particularly strong.

    Chen Mu took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered it to the old herdsman. The old herdsman was not polite. He took one and went to the small briquette stove, lit it, then sat back and started to swallow comfortably.  Clouds spit out mist.

    Chen Mu didn¡¯t smoke, so he waved to Xiao Wu: ¡°Have a cup of milk tea, sweet not salty.¡±

    Xiao Wu walked over to the teapot unceremoniously, picked up the tea bowl and poured a bowl of tea, then picked up a few milky white milk cubes from the plate next to him and threw them into the tea bowl. He stirred them with a wooden spoon for a while and added some.  Sugar, a bowl of hot sweet milk tea comes out.

    Chen Mu likes this.

    He took the tea and took a sip.

    Although the milk tea still has a bit of fishy smell, it is really comfortable to drink it. The whole chest and abdomen are warm, as if I have planted a little sun for myself.

    Chen Mu drank the tea and glanced at Xiao Wu who had also made a bowl of it himself. He said with a bit of disgust, "I don't understand why this salty milk tea is so delicious. It makes me feel disgusting just thinking about it."

    The milk tea here in Bayani Mufu is a bit special. The tea is green brick tea. You boil it with water and then add milk cubes. You can make it sweet or salty.

    People of all ethnic groups in Mongolia have special tastes and like salty food, so they add salt to their milk tea.

    Chen Mu really can't get used to this kind of drinking. He is an out-and-out sweetie. When he sees the salty gangsters wandering in front of him, he will have evil thoughts in his heart from time to time to slaughter them all.

    What he couldn¡¯t stand the most was Xiao Wu, the traitor.

    This guy is obviously from Xijing and has nothing to do with any Mongolian ethnic group, but he just likes to drink salty food.

    Seeing him drinking salty milk tea and looking happy at the same time, Chen Mu couldn't help but want to say something to him.

    "I used to be a soldier in Bagachal. It was very cold there, and the cold wind blew outside the outpost. Every time I finished my patrol, I wished I could drink a cup of hot milk tea like this. After drinking it, my whole body felt warm Squad leader  He is from Mengge, and he likes to put salt in milk tea the most. It can replenish his physical strength. At that time, he really thought it was the best thing in the world"

    While Xiao Wu was drinking milk tea, he turned on the chatterbox mode again.

    With this bowl of milk tea, he can talk about milk tea, patrol, patrol, training, training, and the history of his unit. It really means that if you don't care about him, he can continue to join the army and retire.

    Chen Mu ignored the guy and turned to look at the old herdsman: "Old man, how is business today? Looking at you like this, I'm afraid business is not going well today."

    The old herdsmen are engaged in the business of individual customers, and they can only engage in small wholesale at most. Anyway, one person can't make much money by managing such a small stall, but his ordinary income is enough to live on.

    Today, there were not many people in the market. After observing these days, Chen Mu saw such a deserted situation for the first time, so he couldn't help but ask the old herdsman: "Now is your peak season for sales. Business is like this.  Isn¡¯t that normal?¡±

    The old herdsman was not worried at all and sat motionless on his chair: "This year's harvest is not good. People outside have heard about it and stopped coming. This is normal."

    After a slight pause, he glanced at Chen Mu: "You come here every day and have been watching for so many days."sp; The old herdsman carefully put the strips away again and stopped trying to persuade the boy.

    The two chatted for a while, and suddenly a man walked up to the old herdsman's stall and said to Chen Mu: "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Zhang Yun. Well, I was a bit presumptuous in coming today. I'm sorry. But I have something to think about.  Let¡¯s talk to you, are you free now?¡±

    Chen Mu was startled for a moment. He didn't expect that someone would come looking for him.

    He took a look at Zhang Yun and felt that he didn¡¯t look like a bad guy. After thinking about it for a while, he said, ¡°Then let¡¯s go to the teahouse in front of the market gate to talk, okay?¡±

    "Can"

    Zhang Yun nodded in agreement and quickly made a phone call: "Old Wang, go to the teahouse at the entrance of the market. Mr. Chen and I will go there now."

    Chen Mu stood up, put down the tea bowl, and said to the old herdsman: "Old Ba, I have something to do today, so I will leave first. Thank you for the milk tea."

    "Oh, okay, let's go!"

    The old herdsman was still a little bit unable to recover, because this sudden person kept calling Chen Mu "Mr. Chen", which made him extremely confused: Is this guy really the boss of some forestry company?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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