"Old man, help me look at the stall, if anyone buys snails, you call me! I'll go to the fruit supermarket in the back!"

Seeing that his business here was as light as water, Zhou An took a snail and held it with a mussel shell, got up and said hello to Uncle Lu, who sold baked cakes, and turned around and walked to the fruit supermarket not far behind him.

"Okay! I'll help you watch!" the uncle agreed, looked back at Zhou An's back, sighed lightly and shook his head.

"I'd rather give it to others for free than lower the price, what a brainless boy......" Uncle Lu muttered.

……

"Oh, young man, why did you bring another snail today, you just gave it to us once last night, and you give it to us like this every day, how embarrassed! Otherwise, let's give it money! It's really not good to eat your snails for nothing! Besides, it's still early, you sell it slowly, maybe you can sell it out!"

As soon as Zhou An stepped into the door of the fruit supermarket, the lame and chubby shopkeeper's mother opened her mouth to say kind words, and her expression was really embarrassed.

Zhou An swept his eyes, but noticed that the lame little fat and his daughter-in-law were just laughing, and there was no embarrassed look.

Zhou An smiled faintly, put the snail on the cash register, and said, "Auntie, don't be so polite!

Turning his gaze to the lame chubby man behind the cash register, Zhou An: "Big brother, I want to discuss something with you, I want to pick up a wire from your store and go out, and I don't do anything else, just burn the induction cooker every night, and I will pay the electricity bill!"

The lame little chubby frowned slightly, he really didn't expect Zhou An to send this snail today, and there is such a purpose, this snail doesn't seem to be so delicious!

Next to him, his daughter-in-law's action of eating watermelon stopped, the couple looked at each other, and the lame little chubby asked Zhou An, "How much electricity do you plan to give me every month?"

Zhou An smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Big brother, you can tell me the number!"

"The induction cooker needs a lot of electricity a month!" the lame and chubby daughter-in-law reminded her.

Xiaopang pinched his chin and thought about it, and said to Zhou An: "200! Just like my wife said, the induction cooker uses a lot of electricity a month, if you can give me 200 electricity bills every month, then you can pull the wire at any time!"

200……

It's black!

Zhou An's family only uses electricity for twenty or thirty yuan a month, this lame little fat don't look at the lameness, his heart is still black, and he opens his mouth to 200.

However, Zhou An still smiled and agreed.

"Okay, big brother, you have the final say! However, I will have an electromagnetic pot at that time, and I may have to put it in your store every night when I go home, big brother, you think this is no problem, right?"

The little chubby daughter-in-law took over the conversation with a smile on her face, "No problem! No problem! Everyone is so in love, of course this little thing is no problem!

The lame chubby nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, this is absolutely fine!"

Xiaopang's mother frowned when she heard this, and she stopped talking several times, and finally after Zhou An left, she sighed and said to her son and daughter-in-law: "It's not easy for this child to come out to beg for a living at such a young age, how can you ask him for 200 yuan a month for electricity? This is too expensive! A single room for rent in the county town is about 200 a month!"

Xiaopang sucked a snail hard, sucked the snail meat into his mouth, ate it beautifully, and said to his mother indifferently: "Mom! You just don't know how to do business! Do you think I'm going to ask the guy in front of me who sells barbecue! How much does he have to pay for the electricity every month for the wires he takes out from the old teasing claypot restaurant? I'm not the only one who is so dark! On this street, which one of the people who connect the wires to those stalls asks for less money?"

The little chubby daughter-in-law continued to eat watermelon again.

She ate in a daze, and at the same time helped, "That's it, Mom! You don't understand, these stalls earn a lot every month, but if they want to use electricity, they can only take it from our stores, and if they give them less money, who will take care of them? We have to pay 20,000 yuan a year for the rent of a storefront!"

"This ......"

Chubby is speechless.

……

That night, at half past nine, when Zhou An left the food street by bicycle, all the snails in the bucket were sold out.

But it's not worth rejoicing, because it's not that his business has improved tonight, but that based on the situation last night, the snails he burned today have been deliberately reduced by half.

When he arrived at the gate of County No. 1 Middle School to meet Zhou Jian, there were about two snails left in Zhou Jian's bucket, and Zhou Jian's business tonight was obviously not as good as last night.

"Let's go back! There are very few people on the street at this time, go back to sleep!"

Zhou An sat on the battery car and didn't get down, his feet propped up on the ground, and motioned for Zhou Jian to pack up his things and leave.

"Big brother, let's wait? I heard that the students of the county No. 1 middle school will study on their own at half past ten, let's wait a little longer, there will be many people after school by then, and someone may buy our snails!"

"Half past ten?"

Zhou An thought about it, nodded and got out of the car.

"Okay, then wait a minute!"

He hadn't been to high school in his life, and he didn't know exactly when those students would study late in the evening, and tomorrow would definitely be another busy day, but he wasn't in a hurry to go home now.

Because he knew that even if he went back at this time, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a while, and he had something on his mind.

Moreover, it was almost ten o'clock at this time, and it was already very close to half past ten as Zhou Jian said.

It is naturally good to be able to sell the two remaining snails in Zhou Jian's bucket.

At the same time, Zhou An also wanted to see how many students came out during the summer vacation, and how many students had the desire to buy spiced snails during the evening self-study at the end of middle school.

If the situation is good, in the future, he and Zhou Jian can go home later every night and do more business here, as long as they can earn a little more and work harder, it doesn't matter.

is young, not the second generation of the rich, not the second generation of officials, the family can't count on it, he has no education, and his appearance is not against the sky, if he doesn't even have the spirit of hardship, what can he do to change his fate?

Buy a lottery ticket?

Zhou An saw that there was a convenience store across the road with the lights on, said hello to Zhou Jian, and walked over to buy a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, and a bottle of mineral water and a bottle of iced tea.

Smoke and lighters, of course, were bought for themselves.

Mineral water too, Zhou An doesn't like to drink other drinks, especially carbonated drinks, drinking too much tooth acid, if it flows a little to his hands, it is still sticky, he doesn't like it.

The iced black tea was bought for Zhou Jian, and Zhou An knew that Zhou Jian liked to drink this.

Sure enough, when he returned to the side of the road and threw the iced tea to Zhou Jian, Zhou Jian grinned so much that his mouth was open.

Zhou An sat down on the steps next to Zhou Jian, tore open the cigarette package, took out a cigarette and lit it, squinted and inhaled, and spit out a long smoke.

It's completely an old smoking gun posture.

Zhou Jian was stunned.

"Big brother, when did you learn to smoke, so proficient?"

Zhou An turned his face to look at him, his voice calm, "You are too much! However, I warn you, if I see you smoking one day, I will break your legs!"

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