Actor: Grandpa-the one who buys fried dough sticks.
Youth-people who sell fried dough sticks on the street.
Uncle and aunt's wife
[When the curtain rises, Uncle comes to power.
Grandpa: old woman, old woman! Old woman! Not at home and going out to visit? Hey! This old woman, not a compliment, was diligent when she was young! I wash clothes, wash dishes, rinse chopsticks and wash my face all day. I'm so diligent! But after 65, the whole person has changed! I don't want to wash this dress either, yes, now I wash it with a washing machine; I don't wash this chopstick bowl either. Yes, I use the dishwasher at home. Don't wash this face, no, this face has to be washed! All she does all day is wash her face and then go to her neighbor's house. What? You ask me why my old man has so many advanced things. Hey! My old man really needs to talk about it. It's all from my son. What does my son do? A doctor who specializes in high technology, what is this thing he gave me? I also want to ask him to develop a machine to wash his mother's face, so that her mother can press the button and put her face in it to wash. How simple it is! Oh, dear! It's past five o'clock. If she doesn't come back, I have to cook this meal again. I cook, I cook, and there is not even a steamed bread at home. What should I do? If I can't do it, the old woman will come back and scold me for ruining it.
[in a hurry. At this time, there was a voice from outside: "Selling fried dough sticks!" A green chronology, pregnant and harmonious? Br> Grandpa: Oh, my God! This is really a hopeless situation and there is no way out. I didn't attract dogs to catch mice, but a seller of fried dough sticks came outside. At the right moment, I'm going to buy two Jin of fried dough sticks and cook a pot of porridge later. This meal will be confessed tonight.
[Grandpa goes out.
Grandpa: Hey, young man, what kind of fried dough sticks do you sell?
Youth: (Zheng) Grandpa, I sell fried dough sticks!
Grandpa: Yo! Look at my mouth, this fried dough stick is really not steamed. Hey hey! I actually want to ask you, how much is a catty of your fried dough sticks?
Youth: Grandpa, I sell it more expensive than others, two yuan a catty.
Grandpa: What? Two dollars and two cents? They all sell for two dollars, and you sell for two dollars and twenty cents, which is twenty cents more expensive than others. Hey hey! Let me ask you something. Tell me, why are you more expensive than others?
Youth: I am fried dough sticks! The noodles and oil used are good, unlike some fried dough sticks. A pot of oil can last for months. I tell you, fried dough sticks like that are harmful to human body, so don't eat them.
Grandpa: I won't eat. I won't eat. I said, young man, you said that your fried dough sticks are so oily that I can't see that you are frying. How can I trust you?
Young man: to tell you the truth, uncle, this is my first time to learn to fry fried fritters. This is my first time to do business in town. Can I lie to you?
Grandpa: You have a good eye. (to the audience) Hey, you may not know, I was a firecracker when I was a child, and it always exploded at the first spark. To tell the truth, I don't know how many vendors in Cheaters dared to provoke me with scales. Call me "click", bye! (to young people) By the way, young people, is this enough?
Youth: Don't worry, Grandpa, I can assure you.
Grandpa: Then give me two Jin!
Youth: Come on! Grandpa, please wait a moment.
[The young man picked up the scale and weighed the fried dough sticks for the uncle.
Youth: One * * * is two catties and three ounces, two hundred and twenty-four dollars and four ounces, three hundred and thirty-six cents, and one * * * is five dollars. Grandpa, is that okay?
Grandpa: Let's have two catties and three ounces. This is your money. (Give the money to the youth, turn to go, suddenly think of something, but turn around again) Hey! I said, young man, is this enough?
Youth: Uncle, although I am a peddler, I will never cheat. Don't worry!
Grandpa: OK, it's good to have you. (talking to himself while walking home) Ouch! Two catties and three taels, two catties and three taels, this young man's hands are really accurate! No, people say it's dishonest to have no business. I have to go home and check my scale.
[Grandpa takes the door, finds the scale from the corner, and the young man pushes his bike while drinking, ready to go.
Grandpa: (looking at the scale) Huh? Why is it only 920 Jin? The boy seems to be very successful. He dares to play tricks in front of my father. No, I have to find him.
[Grandpa put his weight behind his back and hurried out with fried dough sticks.
Grandpa: You sell fried dough sticks, stop it!
Youth: (Stop, turn around) What's the matter, Uncle?
Grandpa: What's the matter? Let me ask you, how many fried dough sticks did you weigh for me?
Youth: Two catties and three ounces!
Grandpa: Is it really two catties and three ounces?
Youth: Yes! Two catties and three ounces is still high!
Grandpa: You weigh it for me again. Is it two catties and three ounces?
Youth: this big ye, you, what do you mean If you don't believe me, I will weigh it for you.
[Young people call uncle's fried dough sticks.
Youth: Did you see it clearly, Uncle? It's really two catties and three ounces.
Grandpa: (suddenly takes out his own scale) Young man, try my scale again.
[The young man took the scale doubtfully.
Youth: Really? What a kilo of 920!
Grandpa: Ah! How come there are four or two missing!
Youth: Grandpa, what is this? What is this? My name is accurate!
Grandpa: Nonsense, you said that your scale is accurate and mine is not? Tell me, young man, what should we do?
Youth: Grandpa, I, I, I am so accurate!
Grandpa: Hey! I asked you how to deal with these two things, and you argued. I said, do you still want to sell fried dough sticks today?
Youth: Uncle, I, I am really wronged! I ...
Grandpa: What are you? How dare an honest-looking young man do such a wicked thing? Thanks to my old man's heart, I have long been fooled by you. Go! How to deal with this?
Young man: (stomping his foot and gnashing his teeth) Grandpa, I, I'll give you four or two fried dough sticks?
Grandpa: Four or two fried dough sticks? According to the national law, if you are short of one penalty, you will win if you pay me four taels.
Youth: You want me to pay four catties?
Grandpa: What's the matter? Too much? Don't lie if you go too far! You said you cheated in the country, but you cheated in the city. Do you think people in my city are so gullible? If your boy quibbles again, I'll send you to the industrial and commercial office, and I'll let those who wear big hats deal with you.
Youth: (urgent) Uncle, I am really confused now. Uncle, I was wrong. Am I not wrong? Please give me a break! You see, it is not easy for me to do business for the first time. Let me tell you the truth! I bought it from a vendor, but I actually don't know if it is allowed. Grandpa, you give me a break today, and I can't compensate you for four pounds of fried dough sticks.
Grandpa: Did you pay this time?
Youth: Hmm! I'll pay for it. I'll really pay.
Grandpa: Don't tell me that my scale is not accurate?
Youth: I'm not sure, I admit it, I admit it, grandpa!
Grandpa: OK! I'll spare you once today. Young man, it seems to me that you are doing business for the first time. My dad has something to say to you. You should learn to do business! You must learn to be a man first. Only by operating in good faith and abiding by the law will your business get better and better, and the money you earn will not be lost. Remember, young man?
Youth: Yes, yes, I remember. Uncle, I'll get you fried dough sticks.
Young people should take the fried dough sticks out of the basket.
Grandpa: Forget it! Since you even admit your mistake, I don't want the four catties of fried dough sticks.
Youth: (presented to uncle) No, uncle, I really want to make it up to you.
Grandpa: I really don't want it.
Youth: I really make it up to you. ...
[two people to export.
Grandpa: (raising his voice) OK!
Youth: (stunned) Uncle ...!
Grandpa: Whether you go or not, I'll take you to the industrial and commercial office.
Youth: Grandpa, I, I thank you!
[The young man pushes his bike away. Uncle seemed to think of something, but he stopped him.
Grandpa: Stop!
Youth: Grandpa!
Grandpa: Come on, give me your balance.
Youth: (whispering) Grandpa, I want to leave it to you. How can I, how can I sell fried dough sticks?
Grandpa: Are you staying? Do you want me to take you to the industrial and commercial office?
Young man: (holding the bicycle reluctantly, picking up the scale and handing it to uncle) OK! Grandpa, here you are.
Grandpa: (holding a scale and sighing) Young man, I don't have to be hard on you. I don't want you to cheat others with this yardstick. Tell you what! I'll give you my scale, so you can take mine and go!
Youth: (excitedly) Grandpa!
Grandpa: Come on, don't be sentimental. Go, go, don't let me see you again.
【 The young man pushes a bicycle, and the uncle proudly hums a little song and goes home with a scale and fried dough sticks. He just walked to the gate, auntie.
Aunt: Hey! Have you cooked, old man?
Grandpa: (looking back at my aunt, suddenly laughing all over my face) yo! The master is back. Master, have you had enough fun outside?
Aunt: You're welcome. I played mahjong all afternoon, but I was exhausted.
Grandpa: Yo! Do you dare to take part in such heavy manual labor?
Aunt: What kind of manual labor? Can playing mahjong be regarded as manual labor? At best, it can only be mental work. By the way, you have to pinch it for me tonight. I feel sick all over.
Grandpa: OK, OK, I will give you a warm reception and serve you with a smile.
Aunt: Go, did you laugh? Don't cry. It's ugly. Hey! Old man, why did you go out to buy fried dough sticks with a steelyard?
Grandpa: What? You don't know, do you? I did a good deed today. I tell you, I have a holiday today.
Aunt: Yo, drink! You can still fake it? What vacation are you taking? Is this fried dough stick fake? (Pinch the fritters with your hands)
Grandpa: Don't move. You have been playing mahjong all afternoon. Your hands are dirty. Old woman, let me tell you the truth! Just now, a seller of fried dough sticks came and weighed me two pounds and three ounces of fried dough sticks, but I went home and weighed them with our family's scale, only one pound and nine ounces. This boy dared to play with scales in front of me, and was severely taught by my old man. I even grabbed the balance.
Aunt: What did you say? You say this is not accurate?
Grandpa: Yes! You're good-looking, but you're still new. You can't say. This young man, when he first came out to sell fried dough sticks, dared to play with a broadsword in front of Guan Yu. If he wanted to admit his mistake, I would have sent him to the industrial and commercial office for justice.
Aunt: (holding the scale carefully) I said, old man, it's broken!
Grandpa: What's the matter?
Aunt: What's the matter? Actually, there is something wrong with our scale.
Grandpa: You are talking nonsense. I bought that scale myself. Not bad at all. Do you dare to say that there is something wrong with our scales?
Aunt: There is a problem!
Grandpa: You, you, give me a reason, or I'll send you to the industrial and commercial office together!
Aunt: I told you, but it may not be my fault.
Grandpa: Tell me quickly, you are anxious.
Aunt: I tell you, didn't our grandson, who was in the third grade of primary school, come two days ago? He put a magnet under the weight. He said that the teacher asked the students to do experiments by themselves to see how the vendors cheated. I remember that he was picked up by our son after finishing the experiment. He didn't even take off the magnet.
Grandpa: Ah! ?
Aunt: Tell me, what if there are many magnets on this scale?
Grandpa: What will happen? Will weigh the heavy things lightly! (patting himself on the head) ouch! It's really broken Look what I did today. How could I do such a stupid thing? Hey! Fried dough sticks for you.
[Aunt meets fritters, and uncle runs with scales.
Aunt: Grandpa, what are you doing?
Grandpa: I have to find a young man quickly. If he wants to sell fried dough sticks with our scales, he will lose a lot!
Aunt: Hey! Remember to admit your mistake, old man
Grandpa: I know!
I hope it works for you!