Chapter 422: There are so many juvenile dramas in the second middle school
Cheng Yun also took a chair and sat at the door, basking in the morning sun while watching how Changyao Daoren's business was on the first day.
There were still a lot of people on the street in the morning, but most of them were elderly husbands and wives. Their life is very leisurely, shopping for vegetables, walking the dog, meeting an old acquaintance can stand on the side of the road for a morning in the Longmen array, and when the interest comes, you can go into the teahouse with a turn of your head.
And young people are either going to school or going to work.
It is said that Jinguan is a very comfortable and slow-paced city, and people love mahjong and teahouses, but in fact, most of them do not belong to young people.
Except for Cheng Yun, he has confidence.
Changyao Daoist was still napping, sipping wine, squinting at the door, and there were cats and dogs running by, and no one stopped.
He didn't panic at all.
Two tall little beauties walked by the door of the hotel holding hands, one wearing knee-high boots and crystal stockings, with round and slender thighs, and the other wearing a thin trench coat and slim jeans, and a red beret on his head.
Suddenly, they retreated.
"There's another pot helmet seller here!" said the girl in the boots.
"yes, but not the big guy he used to be. β
"That pot helmet used to be delicious!"
"The main thing is that the big handsome guy is tall, big and handsome, it is said that he retired from the provincial basketball team, and he has been popular on the Internet for a while!" The girl wearing a beret had little stars in her eyes, "If only I found a boyfriend like that, I felt a sense of security!"
"You're mainly looking at people and parents are handsome, right?"
"It's not very handsome, it's mainly good-looking...... Ah, I don't know how to describe it!"
"I think he's too tall......"
"Also, one step to the stomach is not good after all. The cute girl in the beret whispered.
The two little beauties bent over and laughed.
After a while, the girl in the boots walked to the pot helmet stall, she looked at Changyao Daoren, and obviously smelled the wine, which made her a little disliked. Fortunately, the bearded Changyao Daoist is not fierce, but a bit of a middle-aged handsome uncle.
"Hey, boss, how do you sell pot helmets?"
"Three pieces of one. Changyao Daoren opened his eyes a little, and knocked on the signboard behind him.
"Oh, come on...... Two of them. β
"Okay!"
Chang Yao got up at this time, pulled the disposable paper bag and wrapped the two pot helmets, and handed them to the boot girl.
Cheng Yun smiled on the side, and said slowly, "Congratulations on the opening." β
The Changyao Daoist shrugged his shoulders and lay down again.
Cheng Yun couldn't help shaking his head, his attitude was really not pleasing at all...... No matter how delicious the pot helmet is, it will lose some customers.
He continued to look ahead.
The two little beauties took a bite with the pot helmet, and then they frowned slightly, and took another bite in disbelief, only then they looked at each other, and they couldn't help but show complicated expressions.
glanced at the Changyao Daoren who were lying on the recliner leisurely, and they left silently.
Not long after, another little girl walked to the Changyao Taoist stall in confusion.
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Cheng Yun didn't expect that Changyao Daoren's business was quite good today, especially in the morning and noon, and there were many people who came to buy his pot helmets. It's just that most people have a bit of a strange expression after taking a bite.
Until the afternoon, the primary and secondary schools on the side were dismissed, and many office workers also got off work, and the business of Changyao Dao people ushered in another peak.
A group of elementary school students who are not yet high enough to be Yin Nuxia walked from the other side of the road with bulging schoolbags on their backs, the little ones are ganging up, the boys are talking loudly about who is more powerful in the cartoon as they walk, and the girls are also smiling and chatting as they walk.
The children of this age are the most trouble-free, the most innocent and lively, which once gave General Li a great inner impact, and now, the innocence and smiles on their faces also made Changyao Daoren stunned.
Suddenly, a boy at the front stopped, and he turned his head to look at the pot helmet stall of Changyao Daoist in a daze.
The children behind also stopped, each looking at Changyao Daoren with dark and round eyes.
The Changyao Daoist also looked at them.
In them he sees hope, a future, and pure and unadulterated happiness......
His world has long since been annihilated, and the hope and future that belong to his world no longer exists. And with such a pure, heartfelt happiness, he seems to have been absent for a long time, and he hasn't even seen him for a long time.
He heard the children whispering.
"I'm selling pot helmets here again......"
"But if the big brother was selling it before, the price still seems to be the same. β
"Yes...... That big brother's dad?"
"No, he's so short. β
"Do you want to buy one? I'll tell my mother when I go back that I bought a pot helmet on the way, and she will definitely not scold me if I have a lump left. β
"My mom will probably scold me ......"
"Don't be cowardly!"
"Okay......"
After a while, a group of elementary school students lined up in front of the pot helmet stall of Changyao Daoren, each holding a ticket in their hands. Cheng Yun doesn't know why the current primary school students are so rich, like he used to be, he had to take out the money for the meal to eat Malatang, and he could only afford one string for one or two cents.
Changyao Daoist held the pot helmet while staring at the group of children, with a thoughtful look on his face.
The society he had as a child was far more backward than Cheng Yun's new China when he was a child, with no productivity and no economic prosperity, even if he was not from a humble background, it was impossible to have change to buy snacks at any time at this age. Even most adults, when they see a seller of bread and candy on the street, most of the time they can only swallow and endure it.
This society...... It seems very different.
Changyao Taoist thoughtful.
At this moment, the first elementary school student to buy a pot helmet had already taken a big bite-
"Whew!"
The little guy's expression suddenly froze, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes tightly, frowned, and his facial features seemed to be tangled, probably like a piece of super sour lemon!
He shuddered, and then he came to his senses.
The little one stared calmly at his little friends, and stood by without saying a word.
A minute later, a little girl exclaimedβ
"Good ......"
The little girl glanced at Changyao Daoren, who was still tall and full of wine, opened a pair of big eyes, and swallowed the rest of the words.
After a while, the group of elementary school students whispered away while gnawing on the huge unpalatable pot helmet, and from time to time they looked back at Changyao Daoren. Changyao Daoist listened to what they said word for word, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing that this business selling pot helmets was so good, several junior high school girls wearing blue and white school uniforms were also moved.
And so on and so forth......
In the evening, after dinner, when Changyao Daoist closed the stall, Cheng Yuncai said with a headache on his face: "If this continues, General Li's reputation of getting up early every day and being greedy and running it late will be ruined by you in a few days." β
Changyao Daoren looked helpless: "I can't help it......"
Then the two began to calculate today's earnings.
Changyao Daoist sat at the door with a small bench, counting a large pile of change by the light in the room.
"Ten, Twenty, Thirty......"
"Fifteen, twentieth, twenty-five, twenty-nine......"
"One hundred and twenty-nine. Changyao Dao finished counting the money and looked at Cheng Yun again, "Stationmaster, how much is there in your what?"
"Alipay and WeChat add up to a total of three hundred and twenty-four. Cheng Yunmo calculated, "More than 150 cakes were sold, although they couldn't compare...... But it's already pretty good for you. β
"Four hundred and fifty-three!" murmured the Changyao Daoist, how much wine can be bought here!
"You are to pay me for your meals, for your room, for the principal I have lent you, and for the change you have taken from me this morning. Cheng Yun reminded.
"How much in total?"
"You don't have enough here anyway!"
ββ¦β¦ Take it and take it!Alipay and WeChat are all for you!" Changyao Daoren said, and put the banknotes in his hand into his pocket, "This money will be left for me as tomorrow's principal, and the rest will be given to you." β
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Seeing Changyao Daoist walking out, Cheng Yun immediately said, "Where are you going?"
Changyao Daoren pointed to the small supermarket next door: "I'm going to buy two bottles of wine to celebrate......
Cheng Yun: "......"
After a while, Changyao Daoist walked back with two bottles of 500ml Red Star Erguotou, with a red face, he seemed to be in a very good mood, nodded to Cheng Yun and went upstairs, muttering as he walked-
"It's so cheap......"
For a few days, the business of Changyao Dao people was very good.
This makes him happy every day, his face is full of red light, and he goes to the next door to bring back two bottles of two pots to the room every night.
But as Cheng Yun expected, when the Changyao Daoist exhausted the reputation that General Li had accumulated, his business soon fell into disarray.
Changyao Daoren didn't feel melancholy, but reduced the two bottles of Erguotou at night to one bottle.
March 23rd was another Friday.
Changyao Daoist was still sitting at the door, selling pot helmets and drinking wine, while squinting at the pedestrians on the side of the road, and he would shout twice when he was interested. But most of the people in this neighborhood know what the pot helmet he sells is, and they won't be easily fooled, but occasionally people who pass by here, or guests who come to Jinguan to play and stay in the hotel will come to buy a taste when they hear his shouting.
In this way, although the business of Changyao Daoren has deteriorated a lot, it is not impossible to sell any of them.
There's always a big wrong!
Afternoon.
The bell rang again at a nearby school.
Seeing the group of cheerful elementary school students getting closer and closer, Changyao Daoren couldn't help but smile slightly, straightened up and greeted: "Hey, little dolls, are you hungry after a day of studying, do you want to buy a pot helmet to eat!?"
The elementary school students who were chatting happily were stunned when they heard this, you look at me and I look at you, a little at a loss.
Changyao Daoren smiled more and more happily.
Then the group of elementary school students lowered their heads, accelerated their steps without saying a word, and quickly passed the door of the hotel.
This Changyao Daoist was embarrassed, he touched his nose, stared at the back of the group of children, and soon showed a smile.
Suddenly, a car stopped in front of the hotel.
Feng Han and Peng Manxuan, as well as Lin Yuanwu and Zhu Jiayan, walked out of the car, and when they walked to the door of the hotel, they looked at Changyao Daoren, they were a little strange, but they didn't pay much attention to it, and walked straight into the front desk of the hotel.
Miss Yu smiled at them, lowered her head and whispered, "It's coming......"
She was already familiar with the group.
Feng Han also smiled and nodded: "I'm here to disturb again." β
Miss Yu's face turned red for a moment, and she whispered: "Where, we are running a hotel, we are originally doing business, it should be that we welcome you to ......"
"Haha, Sister Yu just can talk. Feng Han said with a smile.
Miss Yudian's face suddenly turned even redder, she didn't answer, but took out two room cards, pushed them to a few people on the front desk and said, "The room is on the second floor, just register my identity." β
"Okay, thanks!" Feng Han said.
"By the way, that's ...... at the door," Lin Yuanwu suddenly asked.
"That's Sister Yin Dan's third uncle, who has recently ...... Come to the hotel to sell pancakes, which can be regarded as a livelihood. β
"The third uncle of the heroine?" Zhu Jiayan was stunned for a moment.
"Hmm......" The little girl nodded, hesitated for a moment, her voice became lower, and said against her conscience, "If you like to eat pot helmets, you can buy them and try them." β
"What's so delicious about the pot helmet!" Feng Han said without thinking.
Zhu Jiayan fell into thinking-
The third uncle of the heroine still appears in this ...... A guesthouse that resembles the birthplace?
Is it also a 'gamer'?
He recalled the Changyao Daoist he saw when he walked in just now, only to feel that although the Changyao Daoist looked lazy and was close to middle age, he had an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary temperament, and he had a taste of vicissitudes of life. Especially the wine gourd he was holding, and the half-length hair he was wearing, if this outfit was not neurotic or deliberately pretending to be Γ...... It's just a character or a game character!
At this time, Changyao Daoren, who heard Miss Yu Dian's words, also turned his head and said, "Do you want to buy a pot helmet?"
Zhu Jiayan immediately became agitated and looked at everyone: "Brother and sister, do you want to eat pot helmets?"
Feng Han was stunned: "Do you want to eat pot helmets?"
Zhu Jiayan nodded: "Well, I suddenly thought about it!"
"I don't eat it, the oil is big, what if I get fat...... Some people want me to be thin, even though they are fat!" Peng Manxuan said.
"I don't want to eat either. Feng Han said.
"I'll have one. Lin Yuanwu said lightly.
"Okay!" Zhu Jiayan immediately ran out, with a well-behaved smile, and said to Changyao Daoren, "Hello third uncle, bring me two...... Ah, no, three pot helmets. β
"Okay!"
Three pot helmets are very express to him.
"Thank you, Third Uncle!" Zhu Jiayan bowed slightly, and then ran back to the front desk.
Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of the three of them, Zhu Jiayan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Feng Han and Lin Yuanwu glanced at each other and didn't say a word.
Peng Manxuan said: "Xiao Jiayan, you are very strange today, although you were very well-behaved before, you are not so well-behaved!
Zhu Jiayan's expression froze, and he was stunned for a moment before saying, "That...... Because...... Because the heroine is my idol!"
"Why?"
"The woman is very good at playing games, God blocks and kills God and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, I watch the live broadcast of women every day. Zhu Jiayan said, hurriedly handed the pot helmet to Lin Yuanwu, and changed the topic, "Eat quickly, while it's hot." β
"Hmm......"
Lin Yuanwu took the pot helmet and took a bite, he didn't think it was delicious or unpalatable, but in the second bite, he bit a big lump of peppercorns.
Zhu Jiayan is no better.
After a few bites, the expressions of both of them were a little subtle.
Peng Manxuan looked at their expressions and asked, "How is it?
Lin Yuanwu didn't answer, but threw the question to Zhu Jiayan, who was holding two pot helmets: "Xiao Jiayan, what do you think, is it delicious?"
Zhu Jiayan chewed the pot helmet mechanically, nodded and said, "It's delicious!
The little girl Yu was stunned, and then blushed and whispered: "If it's delicious, you can take care of the third uncle's business...... The third uncle is also a poor man. β
Lin Yuanwu suddenly choked and almost squirted.
On the other hand, Zhu Jiayan nodded solemnly, as if he had received some hidden mission: "Well, okay!"
After registering, the four of them quickly went upstairs.
Lin Yuanwu threw the remaining half of the pot helmet in the trash can - for him, this pot helmet was too unpalatable! Not to mention the uneven taste, not to mention the bad taste, what the hell is it to occasionally pop a pepper out?
Zhu Jiayan looked at him very seriously and said, "Brother Yuanwu, it's not right for you to do this, it's a bit disrespectful. β
Lin Yuanwu was stunned for a moment, and looked around left and right: "Where is disrespectful to people, he can't see it after going so far." β
I can't tell!
Zhu Jiayan didn't say this, but said: "That's also a waste of food." β
Lin Yuanwu was choked by him, and said aggrievedly: "No way, I really can't eat it." β
"Anyway, don't do that next time. Zhu Jiayan said with a serious face, and after speaking, he took another bite of the pot helmet and chewed it mechanically...... It was obvious that he had a pause during the chewing process, and he didn't know whether he was eating salt or peppercorns, but he quickly overcame it, continued to chew and swallowed the pot helmet in his mouth.
Lin Yuanwu and the others were stunned.
"Next time...... I probably won't buy it again next time. Lin Yuanwu said embarrassedly.
"Don't, I'll invite you to eat!"
"Forget it...... Lin Yuanwu had an uncomfortable expression, he stared at Zhu Jiayan for a long time, and asked in disbelief, "Do you really think it's delicious?"
ββ¦β¦ Pretty much. Zhu Jiayan gave an ambiguous answer.
ββ¦β¦ Perverted!"
The two swiped open the door with a room card and walked in, while Feng Han and Peng Manxuan entered another room.
This time, Peng Manxuan came here to 'investigate', because Feng Han had to spend the night outside from time to time, and the place where he spent the night was still a small hotel, and the reason given was so strange that Peng Manxuan really couldn't figure it out, so he decided to come over with Feng Han in person. On the one hand, she wanted to determine whether Feng Han had come to the hotel or fooled around, and on the other hand, she also wanted to experience it again to see if this hotel was really that mysterious.
Seeing the door closed on the other side, Lin Yuanwu couldn't help but shake his head: "This woman...... It's just not good to use your brain!"
Zhu Jiayan heard his muttering, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.