Chapter 3 Cleaning
After carefully looking at the non-cumbersome panel three times, Yuan Zhou had a number in his heart, looked at the night outside the glass window, and glanced at the time on his mobile phone at 20:49. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Although it was so late, Yuan Zhou, who couldn't stop his excitement, began to think about the mission.
"I have my own store, and now the store downstairs is mine, both legally and in reality, but the status of the task is still unfinished. Yuan Zhou thought as he tapped his fingers lightly on the bedside table.
Is it because there is no signboard, or because it is not opened?
Seeing that the system still didn't respond, Yuan Zhou asked directly, "What kind of standard is your own store?"
The system now reads: "Have a store that can be opened and belongs to the host"
In this way, Yuan Zhou understood the standard of the task, got up and began to rummage in the closet.
I took out one and looked at it, stuffed it back in, pulled out another one, and after rummaging for a few minutes, I finally found a piece of clothing for cleaning.
Yuan Zhou was stunned for a while holding the clothes.
The clothes are stain-resistant navy blue, pure cotton is comfortable to wear, and it is easy to wash, it looks like an ordinary T-shirt, but the whole surface reflects the words of several circumferential noodle restaurants.
This dress was worn for work in the summer when my parents were alive, or was it a cultural shirt bought at a stall when a family of three went out to have fun during the Chinese New Year, and then had people print it.
As for the parents, the two pieces have been burned by Yuan Zhou and buried together in the cemetery.
After changing his clothes in three or two, Yuan Zhou thought about it and took a cap to bring it on, took out a towel from the bathroom, and went downstairs with his slippers.
"Smack"
Flipping a switch on the dusty wall, several lamps glowed brightly.
The first floor was still the same mess, even the marks that had just fallen were still there, and a clear side figure stood out on the yellow tiles.
A total of thirty square meters, the kitchen and the lobby are separated, and a one-meter-wide door is opened, the position is facing the door, and there are six red long tables in the hall, one table with four chairs, but now they are not in the original position, and they were smashed by Yuan Zhou, who collapsed at that time.
"Squeak"
Yuan Zhou stretched out his hand and pushed a few tables, all of which made ugly noises, and even fell down with a "bang".
"It doesn't seem to work. Yuan Zhou shook his head and looked at the chair carefully.
I found that only the one I used to sit on was still intact, but it was dropped from the front, and now it is a little shaky, and it has to be replaced all over again.
The wallpaper on the wall has also fallen off, the kitchen is used in a noodle restaurant, a gas stove with a double stove, "呲" broke when it touched the circle inside, and there is a cooking noodle bucket, I don't know if it's bad or not, but I'm not going to use it, after all, I won't, and I don't want to open a noodle restaurant.
Night falls, and the stars are shining.
At nine o'clock in the evening, there were all kinds of "crackling" sounds coming from the former Yuanzhou noodle restaurant, and occasionally passers-by would take a strange look at the sound coming from the shop that didn't even have a signboard.
Three and a half hours later, Yuan Zhou's whole body was dusty, his face was dirty, his hat was covered with cobwebs, the towel on his hand was no longer visible, and the foot exposed in his slippers was covered with a layer of black ash.
Standing at the top of the stairs with a smug smile on his face, the money for hiring a cleaner is saved.
Looking out at the clean lobby and kitchen, and ignoring the garbage piled up at the door, the shop is already taking shape.
Throw the white towel that can't be seen in its original color into the garbage bag.
"Oops, my 92-year-old waist. ”
Stretching his waist, Yuan Zhou walked upstairs, and the first thing he did was to go to the bathroom to wash, so he didn't dare to enter his room at all.
Half an hour later.
Yuan Zhou, whose hair was dripping with water, sat down in a chair, pulled a piece of paper and began to record what he needed to do tomorrow.
Tapping slowly on the table with one hand, and writing earnestly with the other......
After arranging tomorrow's affairs, regardless of whether his hair was still half dry, he fell asleep on the bed and fell in love with Miss Zhou without even covering the thin quilt.
On an April day, in Rongcheng, the weather is just right, neither hot nor cold, and it is a good time to sleep.
In the sharp turn of the brain meridian, he said what was the first thing to do when he woke up, and the answer was to open his eyes, but Yuan Zhou was obviously not like this.
I closed my eyes and touched the toilet all the way to the toilet, and after the liberation, I fell on the bed and continued to sleep, of course, I didn't open my eyes the whole time.
Before lying on the bed for a minute, Yuan Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was pressing a spring behind his back, and jumped up, "System!"
The system wood has answered.
After seeing that the display status of the task in his mind was still not completed, Yuan Zhou finally determined that this was not a dream.
Yuan Zhou was in a good mood and began to wash up, preparing to complete the task set last night.
Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath and opened the door with a strong lift, which startled the boss Tong of the dry cleaner next door.
"Ah, it's Yuan Zhou, open the door and go out?"
Boss Tong is the best shop on this street, after all, everyone has two good clothes now, and if they are not good at washing, they will be sent to the dry cleaners, and now they are a little surprised to see Yuan Zhou open the door, after all, it has not been opened since it was closed, and this is the first time in three years.
"Aunt Tong, morning. Yuan Zhou was looking at his results last night with satisfaction, when he was interrupted by Boss Tong's voice.
"Yo, are you cleaning up the shop? are you ready to open? Aunt Tong will come and try what you have made then." Boss Tong walked out of his shop, looked at the garbage piled up by the door and the clean ground, and asked with kindness on his thin face.
"Well, then thank you Aunt Tong, by the way, does this garbage collector still come every day?" Yuan Zhou thought that there was still a lot of scrap iron that could be reused.
After all, it is very expensive for this shop to reopen and buy things, and I have no other savings except for the 50,000 yuan that has not been touched, and no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, and it also saves me the hard work of throwing garbage.
"Come, come, this is going to be sold? The man will be there for a while, and I'll call you when he comes. Boss Tong said enthusiastically.
"Then it's troublesome Aunt Tong, then I'll go find someone to repair this wallpaper and kitchen first. Yuan Zhou smiled gratefully, and said another word before pulling the door and leaving.
......
"Boss, how do you count this dress?"
Boss Tong, who was still emotional, heard that there was business, and immediately responded and went back to his shop.
Yuan Zhou, who has not walked on this street for a long time, observed while walking, many of the people on this street are no longer the people they used to be, and several are being renovated, and they have also changed their bosses.
Only he and Aunt Tong next door are left, and there is a hardware grocery store, and then there is a shop around anime.
"Hey, hardware store ......" Yuan Zhou walked into the hardware store after thinking about it.
"Boss Zhao, are you here?" Yuan Zhou entered the store.
The hardware store has not changed much, and the things are still there, as if they have not been moved much.
ps: I received the first message today, the first reward, the first recommendation ticket, I'm very happy, thank you Hi Xiang, there will be two chapters a day in the future. Thank you~~~