Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 1055 Such a nice car, for me?

Surprisingly, Okamura Tadamasa, that little Japanese guy, had a pretty high tolerance for braised pork offal. He ate one bowl, then asked for another, even instructing the shopkeeper, "Add more of that noodle, that noodle..."

Lin Ze raised his head, "Add one more sesame seed cake."

"Alright! Please wait a moment!"

Okamura Tadamasa ate with sweat beading on his forehead. "Brother, I've figured it out! This stuff is all kinds of offal, right? Mainly intestines, and it's seasoned with a lot of spices. None of them taste good on their own, but if you add various spices, it creates a unique aroma. And if you cut this hard sesame flatbread into pieces and soak it in the broth, it's delicious, really delicious!"

Lin Ze was a little surprised.

When I first brought Kitahara Ransuke here, Kitahara could eat it, but he didn't particularly like it; he was just trying something new.

But Okamura Tadamasa seems to really enjoy eating!

"Add more garlic sauce, it will taste even better."

Offal used to be cheap, even ten times cheaper than meat. The main problem was that the smell was unpleasant to remove. Nowadays, people can easily buy seasoning packets in supermarkets or online, or buy ready-made ones from delicatessens. But people in the past couldn't buy so many seasonings. Even if there were cooked meat stalls, they would only serve valuable parts like pig heads and trotters. People really didn't bother with things like intestines, heart, liver, stomach, and lungs, mainly because they were afraid of mixing flavors and spoiling the broth.

Therefore, braised pork offal came into being. Although it is cheap to sell, the raw materials are also cheap. However, it is labor-intensive to process. At this time, the least valuable thing is labor, so it can be said to be a small investment with big profits.

Don't underestimate this stuff. For many poor people, a bowl of braised pork offal is all they crave. At least it's meat! Especially in winter, it's warm and filling. Even for those who are desperate, a bowl of this gives them a glimmer of hope to survive.

After the two finished their meal, someone naturally went to settle the accounts.

Yang Laohei originally didn't want to accept the money, but then he thought, if Master Lin comes to eat and you don't accept the money, are you going to make him owe a favor?

Niu San'er spent two silver dollars, essentially booking the whole place; the security check alone took them a long time to complete.

Old Yang held the two silver dollars and kept thanking him.

While Lin Ze and the others were eating, Wen San'er ordered three bowls of braised pork offal at a small table nearby. Normally, he could easily eat four bowls of such good food, but he still had to pull the cart later, and he was afraid that eating too much would delay his work. So, Wen San'er could only eat one bowl less with tears in his eyes.

Lin Ze instructed, "No rush. While the sun is shining, Wen San'er, take us for a stroll and walk around the overpass."

Wen San'er had a good rest yesterday and had breakfast at the Lin residence this morning. He also ate three bowls of braised pork offal. He was full of energy and had nowhere to use it. Upon hearing this, he was overjoyed and pulled the cart, running very fast towards the overpass.

"Wen San'er, slow down! If you run too fast, you won't be able to see anything!"

Upon hearing Lin Ze's instructions, Wen San'er slowed down to allow Lin Ze and Okamura Tadashi to enjoy the street scenery.

They strolled around until noon before returning to the Lin residence, where Lin Ze and Okamura Tadashi went in for lunch.

Wen San'er wiped his sweat, quite satisfied. He didn't want to freeload off someone else's lunch anymore, so he planned to change vehicles and quickly get on his own. If he was lucky, he might be able to pick up a fare on the way.

I ate two meals this morning and I'm still not hungry. I won't eat lunch, which will save me another meal. In the evening, I can find a big wine vat, order a couple of side dishes, and drink a few ounces of wine. I wouldn't trade this life for being an immortal!

"Director Niu, where should I put this car for you?"

Niu San'er looked at the car, then at Wen San'er, and smiled, "Wen San'er, take this car away!"

Wen San'er's mind went blank for a moment. What did it mean to tow the car away?

"Director Niu, is there anything else we need to pick up, or anyone else? Don't worry, I'm got plenty of energy. Just give the order, no matter where we're going."

"It's not about where we're going, it's about having you take the car away. It's taken up a whole day and night of your time, so I won't give you any money. You can take the car away, and it's yours to use from now on. Take good care of it and don't scratch it. But let's make it clear, while it's yours to use, this car is still the Lin family's car. It's already been registered, so it's not easy to change it."

These days, rickshaws also have license plates and are registered with the Beijing Police Department.

When the Lin family moved to their new home, the owner of Xifuxing, the largest rickshaw dealership in Beiping, came to congratulate them and gifted them five imported English rickshaws. Wen San'er is pulling one of them today.

This car is nice to look at, not only in terms of its design but also in terms of comfort. But no matter how comfortable it is, it's destined to gather dust in the Lin family mansion. It would be better to get one out and give it to Wen San'er to take away.

Wen San'er was stunned when he heard this.

"Such a nice car, you're giving it to me?!"

Director Niu smiled and said, "Didn't I say that the car is still the Lin family's car? It's just that you can use it."

"Can I use it to pull up a seat?"

"Of course it's for carrying passengers. What's the point of keeping a rickshaw if it doesn't carry passengers?"

Wen San'er felt his mind go blank, and then a huge joy burst out from his chest and rushed into his limbs. His temples throbbed and his face turned as red as if he had been drinking!

This startled Niu San'er. "Wen San'er, what's wrong?"

Wen San'er shook his head, then suddenly slapped himself twice, tears streaming down his face: "Director Niu, I, I, I was only greedy for food and drink. I ate my fill today and didn't run properly. I, I'm sorry to Master Lin, I..."

"Alright, Wen San'er, get in the cart and let's go. I have other things to do and can't see you off. This cart has the Lin family's license plate, so we don't have to pay the registration fee anymore. If you take this cart, you won't have to pay the cart fee to the cart factory. Save money from now on. Whether you get married or not is another matter, but we can't go hungry one day and full the next, can we?"

Giving away the right to use a rickshaw was like spending a large sum of money for the Lin family, but for Wen San'er, it was a life-changing event.

He pulled the cart, head held high, as if receiving an inspection, walking through alley after alley until he arrived at the Zhengyangmen bus station where he could find fares.

All the coachmen were dumbfounded.

This car is so beautiful!

"Wen San...Master Wen, what's going on? Where did you get this vehicle? My God, the paint job, the huge box, the canopy!"

"Mr. Wen! Hurry up, honk the horn twice, let us hear it!"

Wen San'er proudly honked the horn twice, and the crisp sound rang out. To be honest, it wasn't much different from other rickshaws, but to everyone's ears, it was like hearing heavenly music.

"I've seen this car before! It's from Xifuxing Auto Dealership, over two hundred and sixty yuan, no bargaining allowed!"

"Mr. Wen, you've really struck it rich! Did you buy this?!"

Wen San'er pointed to the small plaque behind him, "Buy? Take a closer look, this is a reward I received from the Lin family for helping them out!"

Oops! !

Everyone gasped in shock. You're really going to do this, aren't you?!

Even Wen San'er has his own car now, how are others supposed to live?