What is Shaxian style?

Recently, my friends told me that all my favorite snacks in Shaxian County, Fujian Province were suddenly closed, and I couldn't find any of them. I felt very strange, so I looked around and found that several of my favorite snacks were really closed.

After many twists and turns, I finally found a very remote Shaxian County in Fujian Province. I worked as a reporter for a while and wanted to try to make an unannounced visit to my boss.

So, there was the following conversation and the shocking inside story I dug up ...

"The war is over." The owner of Shaxian snack was sitting in front of me with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes wandering. A puff of smoke crawled out of his mouth.

I feel unhappy.

at that time, I asked for a cage of steamed buns and a large wonton, and I had a good time eating it. I was going to ask for another chicken leg. Actually, I'd rather eat the big row in the big row set meal, but I don't know if it can be sold separately. I'm brewing words in my mind. The middle-aged man sat down in front of me, a smiling customer who ate alone, made an absent-minded remark and smoked a cigarette.

"what war? In addition, is the big row in the big row package sold alone? " I asked patiently.

he got up and went to the kitchen, and brought a pot, full of pot-stewed. Eggs, dried beancurd, chicken legs, big chops.

"What are you ...?" I asked.

"Help yourself. It's free. If you want white rice, I'll add it." He handed me a big spoon. "Listen to me. I have something on my mind. It's over. I have to say something."

it's a good deal. I nodded.

"Look," his finger is not far away. In a Lanzhou ramen restaurant, the boss and several guys are sitting on a table at the door, each holding a poker in his hand. "What are they doing?"

"Playing cards," I searched for a marinated egg that had been marinated for a long time.

"no, look carefully." He wore a sneer.

I stopped chopsticks and observed carefully. They held a handful of playing cards in their hands, but for a long time no one moved, their expressions were numb and they were silent with each other.

"Wandering." He tapped on the table. "I understand the feeling."

I ignored him and opened a marinated egg, and the juice overflowed.

"Do you know? Bin Laden is dead. " It seems that he is telling me a secret.

"mm-hmm ..." I have a marinated egg in my mouth, and I promise vaguely, and the yolk is choking my mouth.

"So, the war is over. It‘s over。 They lost and we won. "He looked sad. "But one thing is the same. From tomorrow on, we will also be lambs who have lost their grazing."

I look at this boss again. He is dark, with five features along the coast, and he has a simple atmosphere peculiar to the people in Chaoshan area.

"Boss, have you had a bad business recently?" I asked. Are you out of your mind? Are you stupid with your wonton bag? Are you poisoned by brine soup?

"Have you ever seen industry and commerce come here to collect money?" He asked.

"It seems not."

"Have you ever seen gangsters come to stir things up?" He asked.

"I don't think so."

he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear. "Because I am from the Ministry of Security."

I look at this boss again. He is dark, with five senses along the coast, and he has a great sense of mission.

"huh?" I said. Your mother's.

"I don't run a snack bar. I am an intelligence officer. " He crossed his legs, determined, and looked into the distance.

"huh?" I said. * * * *.

"Shaxian snacks are not opened all over the country for making money, but in response to the infiltration of Islamic extremist forces into inland cities in China, a special action agency was set up, which belongs to the ninth bureau of the Ministry of Security." He said.

"them?" I'm scared.

he raised his hand.

"Lanzhou Lamian Noodles?" I turned to look.

"not only." He looked around. "and Wuzhong snacks, Xinjiang saute spicy chicken ..."

"No way." I look back at Lamian Noodles in Lanzhou, where I often eat.

"Darker than you think."

"grab it! Where there is so much money to engage so many people. "

"Many rich people in the Middle East." He said.

"No, I said so many Shaxian snacks ..."

"Have you paid taxes?" He asked.

"isn't that bullshit?"

"Is the house price high?" He asked.

"I slapped you."

"So many taxes, record highs every year, so many, new land kings every day." He paused to give me time to think. "Where did the money go?"

"Hey, isn't it greedy to eat and drink?"

"Bullshit!" He jumped up and his veins stood out, as if to slap me in the face. "How many nicknames do our officials bear for this!"

"You mean," I showed an expression of surprise.

"yes." He refers to the whole store. "Intelligence agencies. The shield of the country. "

"Have you ever heard of 5 billion yuan for maintaining stability?" He asked.

"I have heard of it."

"The actual investment is more than ten times!" He was impassioned. "There are no corrupt officials in China!"

"No corrupt officials?"

"None!"

"so?"

"It's all a cover! Confuse international hostile forces! " He said, "You see those officials who are full of guts and brains ..."

"Is it a cover?"

"bear the burden of humiliation. They have paid a lot for the country. " Deep expression.

"imagine." He is persuasive. "If we don't eat and drink a penny, and a penny is not corrupted, the officials just pretend to be incompetent and greedy, and let the international community think that our financial resources have been internally consumed ..."

"My God!" I was shocked. Shocked by this grand truth, the room was silent and the two men looked at each other speechless.

"Central is playing a big game of chess." He radiates the grand light of a powerful community all over his body, which is dazzling!

"We are almost omnipotent." He said proudly.

"No way ..."

"Hum, bin Laden is dead, you know?"

"You just asked, I know ..." I suddenly stopped and realized the meaning of this sentence.

"The location is provided by us." He said with a feigned lightness.

"my god!" Once again shocked, "So Shaxian snacks got rid of bin Laden!"

"No," he was a little embarrassed. "Accurately speaking, this information was intercepted by Juewei Duck Neck, and the General Staff Department II, but we are comrades under the same banner. If you buy a duck neck with the internal code' a loyal hymn', you can still get a 2% discount ... "

" Gansa blood spectrum spring and autumn. " He stood up and chanted excitedly.

then his face turned sour and he sat down heavily.

"what's the matter?" I asked.

"it's all over." He said sadly. "Bin Laden is dead, Al Qaeda has completely withdrawn from China, and Shaxian snacks are about to be withdrawn."

"I don't hate bin Laden. He is also a man with ideals and devoted his life to his beliefs." He murmured. "But this means that we made a dirty deal with the United States."

"I'm leaving this post where I have worked for many years." He smokes heavily. "I have seen many incredible scenes. In the fog of Tianma pig brain soup, all the sorrows and joys and silence are floating, a pig's past lives. When you chew a squab, the world will turn upside down and you will fall into the sky quickly. Plunging into the steamed rice, you see the beautiful south flashing in the vast white world. "

"and all this will be lost, just like a chopped green onion melted in the meat."

"It's time to leave." He covered his face and I saw a dark tear between his fingers.

When he stood up again, the determined intelligence agent disappeared, and he became the owner of Shaxian snack again, with dark and coastal facial features, and casually cleaned up the dishes.

"You go and don't tell anyone." He said.

A few days later, I passed the street again. There were no snacks in Shaxian and no Lamian Noodles in Lanzhou. Vendors were whispering. How many undercurrents were surging? I don't know, but this street without Shaxian and Lanzhou is becoming strange and losing its soul.

But I was surprised that Auntie Dumplings in the downtown saw him again. It's really him, wearing a waiter's uniform to attract guests. I was so excited that I stepped forward to greet him. "Have you found a new job?" His eyes wandered, ignoring me and nodding in one direction. I looked in the direction he pointed, and the manager of a KFC store was staring at this side coldly through the glass.

"The war is not over yet." He brushed past me and whispered.

"a loyal hymn." I whispered back to

that's the first one to come out, and then a large number of imitations, such as KFC saute spicy chicken Tieguanyin, are collectively called Shaxian style. . .