Hu Pingtao lowered his head to record. After a long time, he raised his head and asked noncommittally: "Is this what you are arguing about?"

Li Yin sighed: "There are twists and turns of right and wrong, and I can't explain it in one or two sentences. Officer, you'd better ask the old Zhou family! They have been renting a house and opening a shop here for several years, and they know best what the problem is."

Hu Pingtao turned sideways and turned his attention to the couple and began to ask about the situation.

The husband is chubby, very strong, and speaks very cheerfully: "My name is Zhou Fandi. I am fifty-nine this year and will be sixty next year."

Long Xu listened happily: "Zhou rebels against the emperor? This name is very domineering!"

The man said nonchalantly: "The name given by the old man at home, many people used to call it this, anti-imperialist and anti-feudal, it's normal. There are also several people in our village named "anti-American" and "anti-Japanese". Now it sounds like

I think it’s quite awkward, but it used to be really fashionable.”

He then introduced the woman standing next to him: "This is my wife, Huang Ping."

Zhou Fandi turned around, pointed to Shop No. 6 directly opposite, and said seriously to Hu Pingtao: "My hometown is in Taixing. At first, I followed a few fellow villagers to the provincial capital. Because the rent in this area was cheap, I rented it.

It’s a single room, and my wife will live with her.”

"My son and daughter are both grown up. One is working in the coast and the other is studying in another province. Now both children have married and started a business. They live in separate places. We usually make phone calls to keep in touch. We only get together during holidays."

"My wife and I don't have an employer or a pension. When we first came to the provincial capital, I was thinking about doing something, or go out and find a job first, because we must have income!"

"There are quite a lot of people living in this area, and everyone usually needs to eat. I used to learn how to make suo noodle from my relatives in my hometown. The food is delicious! When I was a child, fresh suo noodle was just made.

Hold it in a lotus leaf, add various condiments and mix it up and eat it, it tastes very good!”

"I'm going too far... Hehe, hehe, making noodles is a craft, but now they all use machines, and you can buy rice noodles here in the provincial capital, but we call them "noodles" over there, they are all the same thing."

"My wife and I discussed it and decided to open a millet noodle restaurant. So I found Boss Qin and rented her shop."

Looking at the small shop with the signboard, Hu Pingtao frowned and said: "That's not right! This is not a shop! At most, it is a house facing the street. The wall is opened and the fan is opened to the street.

Door."

Tan Xuefen quickly stepped forward and explained: "This can be considered a shop. After all, it faces the street!"

Hu Pingtao did not continue to discuss this topic. He turned to Zhou Fandi and asked: "How much does it cost you to rent this shop a month?"

Zhou Fandi raised three fingers: "Three thousand yuan a month."

"Three thousand?" Cui Wen shouted in surprise: "Is it so expensive?"

This is not a main road, but a very ordinary alley. The street is less than three meters wide and is very narrow. On both sides are buildings built by villagers. Bamboo poles are stretched out between the windows to dry clothes. Even during the day, the light

Still feeling dim.

A house of more than ten square meters, or at most twenty square meters, costs three thousand yuan a month, which is indeed too high.

The monthly rent for a house nearby is only 500 for a single room.

Zhou Fandi smiled bitterly and said: "At the beginning, Boss Qin's asking price was not so high. At that time, the rent was 1,500 yuan per month. I also tried to do it. If the business was good, I would open the small shop. If the business was not, I would keep it.

If it’s good, just close it. Anyway, it’s time to stop the loss.”

Next to him, an onlooker interjected: "Lao Zhou's snack bar is still doing very well. The main reason is that his rice noodles taste good and the ingredients are sufficient."

Another person nodded in agreement: "I've been eating at his restaurant for several years, and it's really delicious."

Zhou Fandi quickly bowed his hands to them: "They are all old neighbors, thank you! Thank you!"

He immediately said to Hu Pingtao: "Although I am a foreigner, the noodles we make over there are the same as the rice noodles here in Yunnan Province - we must pay attention to the materials used."

"I only started to learn how to make small pot rice noodles after I came here. Let's talk about the meat! I have eaten many rice noodles in the store, some have little ingredients, some have fat meat, and it tastes greasy in my mouth.

There are also some that you can’t tell are meat at all when you eat them.”

"I ordered the goods myself from the butcher stall in the vegetable market, and they are real. I am not bragging. I have opened a shop here for so long. I never use minced meat. I cut it myself with a knife. The pieces of meat are about the size of the belly of my finger.

Stew it with shiitake mushrooms and it tastes chewy. Anyone who eats it will know it is fresh."

"Then there's the formula." Although Zhou Fandi is in his fifties, his mentality is very young. He is an old naughty boy. Especially when he talks about this aspect, his face shows a bit of pride: "Qiao Xiangyuan,

I have been to Jianxinyuan, Duanshi Street...the famous rice noodle restaurants in the provincial capital. Cross the bridge

The rice noodles are too big for me to make, but the small pot rice noodles are okay. I made several recipes according to the eating habits of my hometown and the requirements of the customers here. At the beginning, I took turns cooking them.

Let everyone try it and adjust it before choosing the final recipe."

Hearing what he said was interesting, Hu Pingtao couldn't help laughing and said: "I didn't realize it! You, a foreigner, can really make small pot rice noodles more delicious than us locals?"

Zhou Fandi cheerfully raised his hand and pointed around the bystanders: "You ask everyone, am I bragging?"

Everyone nodded.

"What Lao Zhou said is really true. From the time his store opened until now, I have basically eaten breakfast here every day, as well as supper at night. The taste is really good, and the people are friendly."

"You're right. Lao Zhou is mainly a down-to-earth person. There are many restaurants that make rice noodles and noodles. His small shop is on the back of an alley. If you don't walk in, who would know there is a shop here? Sometimes I'm here

I make it at home, and the key to good rice noodles is the bowl of soup. Look at what Lao Zhou makes, big bones, and old hens, which are basically changed every two days. Look at those shady restaurants outside,

The soup pot is just one bone, and it takes at least a week to cook it back and forth."

"That's right, that's not making soup! It's just using bones to show off. How can that kind of glass soup taste like meat? To put it bluntly, it's just bone bath water!"

"The small pot of rice noodles in our old provincial capital is one of the best in the country. The small pot for cooking rice noodles must be made of copper. One pot is one bowl, no more or less. The stock is also very particular, it must be chicken soup.

, or it’s just a tube bone, and you have to add a fish. Small

Ladle the broth into the pot, add bacon, leeks, sour pickles... etc. This sauerkraut is also particular, it must be Midu sauerkraut. Leeks are cooked in summer, but in winter they are replaced with pea tips. When cooking

You must use lard, so that you can get enough aroma and umami."

"There is also soy sauce, which must be the time-honored soy sauce from Tuodong Pickle Factory. The small pot rice noodles cooked in this way have just the right sourness, umami, sweetness and spiciness."

"Although Lao Zhou is a foreigner, he is really good at cooking rice noodles. Even our old man has to give a thumbs up after eating it."

"Also, the rice noodles cooked by Lao Zhou are very generous. He is an honest person and never cuts corners, and the food is sold cheaply. You can go to any small shop outside and check out the rice noodles and noodles. A small bowl costs 11 yuan, and a large bowl costs 10 yuan.

Twelve yuan, some places even sell it for 13 yuan. In addition to the hat, it costs at least five yuan. But what about Lao Zhou? The small bowl he sold here was still selling for nine yuan last year, and the big bowl was sold for ten yuan. At the beginning of this year,

They rose to ten yuan and eleven yuan respectively."

"I go to Lao Zhou's shop to have a bowl every day before going to work. It's so comfortable!"

"Look at the row of small restaurants outside across the main road, the business is not as good as that of Lao Zhou. Many people come here because of their reputation, and they ask along the alley to find them. After eating once, they come back a second time. Usually there are many parking lots on the road outside.

When I get a car, I often see luxury cars like Porsche, Mercedes-Benz, and BMW. Haha... It seems that rich people also like this."

Listening to everyone's interesting talk, Hu Pingtao smiled and asked Zhou Fandi: "Your business is quite good! When I am free one day, I will come and try your craftsmanship."

Zhou Fandi smiled even more happily: "Welcome, welcome. Everyone here is a guest, and the rice noodles I make will definitely satisfy you."

Hu Pingtao said this just to create a pretext. He took advantage of the situation and asked Zhou Anti-Emperor: "Why are you quarreling today?"

With one sentence, the interest Zhou Anti-Emperor had just raised was instantly poured out like cold water.

He glanced at Tan Xuefen, who was standing diagonally opposite, but hesitated to speak.

Next to him, his wife Huang Ping complained in a low voice: "What are you afraid of! We are now in this situation, and the police are here. Even if she calls the police, it has nothing to do with you!"

Zhou Fandi thought about it carefully and this was indeed the truth. He worked up his emotions and said seriously to Hu Pingtao: "Officer, there has been a lot of trouble today anyway. I am not afraid of offending anyone, so I will tell you the truth!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the narrow and cramped store and asked: "For this palm-sized shop, how much do you think is an appropriate monthly rent?"

In fact, Hu Pingtao basically understood the focus of the dispute between the two parties. He smiled lightly and said lightly: "This place is not facing the street, it is just an aisle in the village. How can it have anything to do with the shop?"

Tan Xuefen became anxious when she heard this: "Why isn't this a shop? This must be a shop! Look, there are people walking back and forth on the road. He opened a restaurant here to do business. If it wasn't a shop, he would

Why do you want to rent my house?”

Hu Pingtao was not angry. He said seriously to Tan Xuefen: "If you have any objections to this, you can take legal action."

Tan Xuefen glared at him fiercely: "You policemen and the court are on the same side."

Hu Pingtao responded calmly: "Fairness lies in people's hearts. Some things are not just what you say. Whether this place is a shop or an ordinary residential building is not up to you. The Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau is in charge of it, and

The sub-district office and planning bureau have very formal identification procedures.”

Zhou Fandi interjected: "When I first started renting a house here in the early years, the wall facing the street was already broken through by the landlord... Well, it was her."

Raising his finger to Qin Xuefen, Zhou Fandi continued: "At that time, I didn't think about opening my own shop. I was just looking for a cheaper place to live. At that time, the shop door was not so big or wide. It was facing towards

There's a door on this side of the alley, a regular-sized door."

Hu Pingtao asked a key question: "How much was the monthly rent at that time?"

Emperor Zhou Fan stretched out his left hand and gestured with his thumb and index finger separately: "Eight hundred yuan, water and electricity not included."

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly: "In other words, this house was originally calculated as an ordinary residential house."

Emperor Zhou Anti nodded and said: "If it's a shop, it's definitely not this price. It's at least one or two thousand."

After hearing this, the onlookers nodded one after another.

"I was watching when Mrs. Qin opened the door here. It was just for the convenience of entry and exit. After all, there are two doors, both front and rear."

"Things like the storefront are just nonsense. If Lao Zhou hadn't opened a snack bar in this place, no one would come here at all."

"How about I give it a try and smash down the wall facing the street of my house, and once the two sides are opened, it will be a proper shop!"

"Stop talking about it, okay? I think you're crazy about money, right?"

Hu Pingtao didn't pay attention to the comments around him. He said to Zhou Fandi, "Go on."
To be continued...