"I'm telling you, if it weren't for Teacher Ge, I definitely wouldn't have sold it to you at this price. It's all for Teacher Ge's sake, you understand?"
A white-haired man in his fifties patted the tricycle, his face practically screaming that Wang Yan had gotten a huge bargain.
Wang Yan nodded with a smile and efficiently pulled three hundred yuan from his pocket. "Before Teacher Ge came over, he said you were a genuine friend of his and would definitely look after me too. Seeing it now, that really is the case. Thank you so much."
"Well, look at that—we've been old friends for so many years. All right, ride it away. Teacher Ge, let's have a meal sometime."
"Sure. Night Tokyo will be opening in half a month. I'll treat you to dinner there." Teacher Ge agreed, then very consciously found a piece of cardboard to sit on in the cargo bed of the tricycle.
This was an upright tricycle, not one of those reverse tricycles with two wheels in front and one in back. Come to think of it, this was Wang Yan's first time riding one. Carrying a pretty girl would have been one thing, but instead he had an old fellow chattering away behind him.
Teacher Ge said, "So? I didn't lie to you, did I? He and I have been friends for decades."
"Thanks for helping me out, Teacher Ge. Once Jinbao's mother has finished skewering the lamb, eat a little more to reward yourself."
"You think I helped you just to eat your lamb skewers? How old do you think I am? Can I digest that much grilled lamb? I think you're repaying kindness with hostility."
"So you're not eating any?"
"Oh, Little Northeast, why don't you ever use your brain? If eating