In the evening, Zhou An rode a modified bicycle in the direction of the county seat.

There is no way, the family is poor, and he can't afford to modify the car, so he can only play with the modified bicycle, and he has all modified the car by himself.

Here's what the modified bike looks like:

At first glance, it seems that the owner of the bicycle thinks that the back seat of the bicycle is not long enough, so the back seat is lengthened a lot in this way.

In fact, it can also be said that for Zhou An, this back seat is indeed not long enough.

There are also two green bamboos of about the same thickness, which are tied horizontally on the elongated back seat, one in the front and one in the back, and the two green bamboos are about 50 centimeters apart.

Between these two green bamboos, on both sides of the back seat of the bicycle, one on the left and one on the right, a newly made bamboo frame was tied respectively, and it was no problem to put two little pigs in, but what Zhou An put in the two bamboo frames tonight were two plastic buckets.

One red, one white.

The red bucket was filled with his freshly boiled spiced snails, and the place where the car passed all the way wafted out bursts of tempting aroma, and he covered the red bucket with a big red plastic bag, and he didn't know whether it was to keep warm or prevent ash.

The other white bucket was filled with slices of clamshells the size of a vegetable plate.

There is no way, the capital is small, and if you do a small business, you can only rack your brains and do everything possible to save money.

He wants to sell some spiced snails to make money, but he doesn't have a storefront, and if someone buys them, he can't let people eat them with open hands, right?

Business doesn't do that!

In any case, the utensils containing the snails still wanted, but he didn't have the money to buy a packing box, and he was reluctant to waste the money there for the time being.

The mussels were cut one by one, the mussel meat was kept at home for cooking, and the mussel shells were brushed and cleaned by him one by one, dried and prepared for use at night.

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Zhoujia Village belongs to Sanma Township, Yinma County, Liugu City.

The market town of Sanma Township, because it is too close to the county seat, is like a ghost at night, there is no entertainment, and there are many convenience stores, small supermarkets or something, restaurants, night snack shops and other stores, and there is almost no business at night.

In these situations, Zhou Anxin is like a mirror, so he didn't think about doing business in the market town at night, and the place he planned to sell at the beginning was the food street in the county seat.

The location of Yinma County Food Street is very exquisite, it can be described as the left green dragon, the right white tiger, the south Vermilion Bird, the north Xuanwu, and the old cow in the middle!

Yinma County No. 1 Middle School, can be described as Zuo Qinglong, every night after half past ten, the high school students of the first middle school high school after the end of the evening self-study if they want to come to the food street for supper, it is OK to walk for ten minutes!

The right white tiger, is the entertainment place in the west of the food street, although Yinma County is small, but because of the existence of a well-known industrial park, this small Yinma County is not too rich, and there are many rich people, the entertainment industry is naturally developed, the west half of Yinma County, there are countless entertainment venues, there are rich people and service personnel, especially service personnel, after work at night, they like to come to the food street to eat some snacks, it is also convenient to come there, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.

Nan Suzaku refers to the migrant workers who get off work in the middle of the night in the industrial park, especially the young men and women, who don't have much money, but after a hard day's work, they also want to make waves.

The entertainment venues in the west of the city, not everyone is willing to go, the food street is a good place for them, there is food, there is also play, Internet cafes, game halls, cinemas, small hotels, etc., everything.

As for why the small hotel is also included as one of the places where you can play, and what can you play in it?

Let your imagination run wild!

As for the Northern Basalt......

It refers to the large residential area in the north of the food street, the enterprises and institutions in the county, as well as all kinds of business and trade, and those who have a little money, are basically concentrated in that area, and there are not a few of these people who have the habit of eating supper, and they are close to the food street, so they often visit.

Therefore, from this advantageous geographical location, it can be roughly inferred that the business of this food street is very prosperous!

And that's exactly what happened!

During the day, the flow of passengers here is scarce, but at night, the flow of passengers is comparable to that of a bus station and a train station.

When Zhou An rode here, it was not dark yet, but his own body was almost soaked, the weather in June was already very hot, he still carried dozens of pounds of things in the back seat of the car, riding more than 20 miles from home to here, today is not only hot, but also stuffy, and his body is soaked with sweat, which is inevitable.

When he arrived, there were not many pedestrians on the food street, but the shops were already brightly lit, and the various food stalls on the street were all set up and ready to meet the peak of customers tonight.

Zhou An's appearance did not attract too many people's attention, but everyone who saw him couldn't help but take a few more glances at him, not how handsome he was, but his age, and the unique items on his bicycle were surprising.

At most sixteen or seventeen years old, fair-skinned and delicate, not at all like the age of coming to the food street to set up a stall.

The main thing is the mussel shells in the white bucket behind his bike.

These mussel shells, Zhou An didn't cover them up with anything, anyone can see them at a glance, but the problem is that anyone can see these mussel shells!

Many people know mussel shells, but at night, this young man is sweating profusely on a bicycle, what is he doing with so many mussel shells to the food street?

Is it simply challenging the limits of everyone's brains?

"What is this kid doing here? Selling mussel shells?"

"These mussel shells are quite big!"

"That young man doesn't look like a nervous man! Why did he bring so many mussel shells?"

"Hey, boy, what are you doing with those mussel shells?"

……

After Zhou An parked the car in an empty place on the side of the street, his ears heard the nearby stall owners looking at him and talking quietly, and the uncle who sold baked cakes next to him directly asked him what these mussel shells were for.

"Guess!"

Zhou An grinned at the uncle, perfunctory, turned around and walked into the fruit supermarket behind him, discussed with the boss, and bought him a plastic bag containing fruit.

After a few words of tongue and five yuan, Zhou An came out of this fruit supermarket with a pile of red plastic bags in his hand.

With this pile of plastic bags, everything Zhou An should have prepared tonight is alive!

Back on the bike, Zhou An began to take down the red bucket for snails and the white bucket for mussel shells, and on the white bucket, there were two lines of calligraphy clearly written.

The words are a bit ugly, but the meaning is unmistakable.

- Five-spice snails.

- 15 per copy.

Zhou An took off one of the bamboo frames on the bicycle, buckled them upside down on the ground, sat on a stool, and waited for business to come to the door.