"Sister, don't laugh! Why are you laughing at? Could it be that you grew up by selling me this fish?"

"You young man! You haven't grown all your hair, just talk nonsense! We Chun'an people have eaten the fish in this lake for decades! If we grow up with dead human flesh, will we locals dare to eat it?"

"Sister, how do you know if I have a hairy hair? You've seen it."

This fat sister is very energetic and may be familiar with her. She pushed me and almost pushed me off the chair.

She pointed at me and cursed, "I haven't seen you before! But I've seen many other people! I'm not convinced? I can tell from your beard that your hair is not growing! A thorn of beard is thin and small, like a chopstick to hold a bean pod, two beards are like tracks, and the train and high-speed train runs casually! The three beards are a little raised, as if crescent moons are hanging on the corner of their mouth, and their beards are hard and rough, and they are stuck on their faces like knife-pulling! They bite them a lot, and they scream in pain."

I touched my chin: "Then I don't have a single one now, so what's that?"

She looked around, came over and whispered in my ear.

I think I won’t blush after the storm, but I feel a little embarrassed to hear her words. But I don’t think she has misbehavior. Instead, I think this fat sister is very interesting. The man’s beard and the rumor she mentioned about her hairy beard. I guess the prototype should be from Chun'an’s triangular show culture.

"Sister, I saw you alone last time, and this time I was busy alone. Have you started a family?"

"What are you asking about this? Why, do you want a calf to chew on the bark?"

"No, no, I misunderstood my elder sister, I don't mean that."

"Young man, it's useless to make you really have that meaning! I have a son and a daughter. My son is in college and my daughter is in high school. Do you think I'm a married woman? My man works in another place and just leaves in January and will not come back this year for the Chinese New Year."

"I think your farm restaurant is pretty good, no more than your man who earns from working outside the country? Can you leave 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in a month?" I asked.

"Ten or 20,000? How is that possible!"

"It would be great if we could afford to spend 2,000 yuan a month. The average monthly salary of our locals is only more than 600 yuan. My 2,000 yuan sounds a lot, but without spending it, I bought some of this and added some of that. It will be halfway through the end of the month. My son talked about a girlfriend from Pingxiang, Jiangxi. I thought that when he graduated from college the next year, he would get married. The bride price was 88,000 yuan, and he had to buy a house in Hangzhou. With the complicated expenses, he would have to earn at least 200,000 yuan. I don't want my man to work hard in another place, but reality doesn't allow it at all."

"Besides, since last year, my business is not very good, and fewer people come to travel. I don't know how to promote it, and the place is in a biased manner. I can't attract new customers. Basically, I'm doing business repeat customers. I heard that the county plans to build a tourist tunnel for the ancient city of the underwater city in Nanhu District the next year. When it is built, many outsiders will definitely come. By then, my business will definitely be prosperous."

"Sister, can I smoke?"

"casual."

"Are you here?"

"I won't."

I looked at her and said, "Your place is indeed a bit off. If I hadn't been to this last time, I wouldn't have found it. If I wanted to earn more, I think you could cooperate with those tour groups and make group meals for tour groups. I think many old Chun'an people who have moved away will come back to worship their ancestors and visit them every year."

After hearing this, she waved her hand: "I tried it, but I can't make it. The unit price given to me by those tour groups is very low. Take you as an example to eat this fish. I bought it from the market for more than ten yuan. The tour group only gave me twenty yuan, and there is no money left. If I want to make money, I have to deliberately mess with those half-dead and unreal fish like them. Isn't that smashing my fat sister's signature? Or when the tourist tunnel is built, there will naturally be more people coming to eat at that time."

Many years have passed, and I don’t know if Fat Sister’s restaurant is still there, but to this day, she has not waited for the tourist tunnel at the bottom of the lake that she is looking forward to.

However, now it seems that there is a complete electronic projection sightseeing tunnel. If you want the ticket, the thing is a bit fake and cannot be compared with the real underwater lion city Hecheng. I recommend that you go down and take a look, especially the big lion head in the ancient city. It is shocking to see underwater. After seeing the ancient city, you can continue to swim north, one mile and one bridge, three miles and one village, countless blue brick and tiles houses, tables, chairs, benches, and mills. If you accidentally find boneless chicken feet, don’t panic. Just say hello and walk away. If you are lucky, you can pick up some blue and white powdered pots and pans from the Republic of China, and you can also sell them for one or two thousand yuan.

"Sister, I have something to ask you for help now. If I don't do anything, I will give you two thousand dollars after the matter."

"Give so much money! What are you doing? It's not illegal, is it?" She immediately became interested.

I said straight to the point: "About Mao Xigua, you are a local and have a wide connection. I want you to ask me for some information to see if anyone knows what Mao Xigua is afraid of and how to deal with that thing."

She opened her mouth and wanted to ask me something.

I waved my hand and said, "Don't ask, I'll send me a letter within three days. Two thousand yuan will be yours. Please record my mobile number."

I had no other way, because I heard her say that the old Weiping people knew about Mao Xigua, so I thought about taking a gamble.

I got back to the car at around 5 pm and dialed a number directly.

"Hello, who?"

"It's me, Xiang Feng, in the hospital, I asked you for a phone number. Are you free? Please give me some supper."

"No, I should have invited you. I did what you said. The hospital has never asked me. I will meet at the hospital at the night shift of 8:30 today."

I looked at the time.

"Okay, then we'll meet at the hospital at half past seven."

The road is quite far, so I hurriedly rushed to avoid losing my appointment.

After meeting, I saw her wearing casual clothes and carrying a small leather shiny bag.

I chose a restaurant nearby. I sat down and ate while chatting. I asked her how the police station came later. She said it was received by the bald director, so she said it was a equipment problem and no casualties were caused.

"Is that child saved?"

She took a small bite of the dish and nodded: "Save it, I asked the doctor, he is a bone disease."

I breathed a sigh of relief, Brother Yu and I did a good thing.

"Your name is Chen Ya, right?"

She nodded.

"Miss Chen, I just said it. I left your phone number because you work in the laboratory department. I want to ask you to help me test this thing."

I handed her the black plastic bag under my feet.

She put down the chopsticks, looked puzzled, unbuttoned the bag and glanced at it, and then immediately covered her mouth.

"Is the hair here? It seems to have burnt! Whose hair is this?" she asked me nervously.

I looked at her and said, "I'm not sure if this is hair. I think this thing may be an unknown creature, so I want you to help with the test. It should be noted that you have to do this in secret and you can't leave files in the hospital."
Chapter completed!