It was already five o'clock in the morning by the time the twenty or so people returned to the police station.
Including the journey back and forth, it had been almost ten hours since last night's dinner.
Not only were the 20-odd police officers hungry, Jiang Long also felt the hunger in his stomach.
They walked to the breakfast shop next to the police station. Of course, this was a state-owned enterprise, not a private one.
In this era, it was also a public-private partnership. Private enterprises could not survive at all. At least, this was the case in China.
He ordered some sesame seed cakes, deep-fried dough sticks, bean juice, fried rings, fried liver, stewed rice, and more than 20 bowls of porridge.
Of course, due to this period of time, prices were relatively cheap.
The twenty-one people ordered so many things, but they only spent five yuan. On average, each person ate forty cents.
Just as Jiang Long was eating the sesame seed cake.
A slightly dirty old man walked over from afar. He was carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, and there were some banging sounds as he walked.
He walked to the breakfast shop and ordered a cup of bean juice.
The way they drank was not like how Jiang Long and the police officers drank in large gulps.
Instead, he carefully tasted the taste. In other words, he took a sip, clicked his tongue twice, and then continued drinking.
When Jiang Long turned around and saw the way the old man drank, he felt that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.
It was impossible for ordinary people to be so particular about food and drink. Moreover, looking at the old man's standing posture, his body was straight and his hands were a little noble.
Jiang Long thought that this person should be a down-and-out disciple of the previous dynasty. Otherwise, he wouldn't be picking up trash and still have a slightly noble aura.
Thinking of this, Jiang Long wanted to make friends and said,
"Boss, this old man's expenses here today will be on my tab.”
After the breakfast shop owner heard this, he said loudly,"Alright, Superintendent Jiang."
When the raggedy Hou who was drinking bean juice heard this, he felt that it was interesting. He wanted to test whether Jiang Long was sincere or not.
He laughed and said,"It's great that someone is treating us."”
"Give me ten more shaobing, five bowls of braised pork, and five bowls of fried liver. I'll take them away later.”
"Now, give me a sesame seed cake, a bowl of braised pork, and a bowl of fried liver to fill my stomach.”
"And this bean juice, I've finished it too. Give me another cup.”
The owner of the breakfast shop looked at Jiang Long.
Jiang Long didn't have much of a reaction when he heard the order.
When he saw the owner of the breakfast shop sizing him up, he nodded.
The things that the raggedy man ordered were only five yuan.
And now, he could get more than 30 yuan from the space farm in a day.
This five yuan was not as important to him as it used to be.
Most importantly, Jiang Long thought that this person was worth him spending five yuan to treat him to a meal.
He then took out a ten-dollar bill from his pocket.
He waved it in front of the owner of the breakfast shop and put it in his pocket.
The owner of the breakfast shop immediately laughed happily when he saw this. He nimbly served a portion of fried liver and a portion of hot braised pork.
Immediately after, she took the cup that the Marquis of Trash had finished drinking and poured him a cup of soy milk.
Then, he picked up a piece of sesame seed cake from the steamer and placed it on a plate. He respectfully placed the plate in front of the Marquis of Trash.
This work was much more efficient than when he waited for the bean juice for the garbage.
As for the surrounding police officers, they did not care too much.
Sometimes, Jiang Long would treat them to meals and drinks.
It was not like they had never seen people who were not living well being treated to a meal or given alms to the poor.
He just felt that this junk collector didn't know his limits. How could he order so many things?
At the very least, he had eaten three days of Superintendent Jiang's salary.
After the raggedy marquis finished tasting the bean juice, he asked again,
"Old sir, I've packed the five servings of braised pork and fried liver that you asked for, as well as the ten sesame seed cakes for you now.”
"Or will I pack it for you later?"
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