No matter how difficult it was, Shi Jianren still invited Geng Meizi to eat a bowl of spicy and fragrant noodles on the street, and then waited until Wang Runan, who seemed to be walking back slowly to the sports field before class, even if he knew where the other party's door key was, Shi Jianren would not enter without telling him, and this minimum politeness was still there. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white-haired old professor was a little emotional about Shi Jianren wanting to take away the stick to go back to his old business: "If you need money for something, I have it here, so I'll lend it to you, isn't it embarrassing?"

Shi Jian Ren thanked first: "The idea of preparing to make a breakfast stall has just been rejected by my partner, to find a simple, convenient and able way to do it, I haven't thought about it myself, I can rely on my own efforts to do it myself, I'm afraid that I will get used to finding someone to help me with everything, and finally form a sense of dependence." ”

Wang Runan glanced at Geng Haiyan, who had been looking around since he entered the teacher's residential area, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger: "If it weren't for my age, I would like to go and see with you!"

Geng Meizi listened inexplicably, what is there to look good about being a stick, so when she took the ebony stick out, Shi Jianren still decided to go to the nearby business district to pick up work by the way to broaden her mind, she didn't accompany her: "Okay, I'll go back to the teahouse to get acquainted with them, see if there is a suitable house, and come back for dinner at noon." ”

Shi Jianren was also inexplicable: "It's another one or two yuan for the fare when I go and come, can't I just buy something to eat on the street?" After thinking about it, he still took out all the money in his pocket, and only kept fifty yuan for himself: "You are a shrewd person, just know how to use money." ”

Geng Haiyan smiled as cheerfully as a begonia flower: "I just want to come back for dinner! I'll do it for you, I've been thinking about it for a long time, the two of us are living outside, you go to work and I'll cook for you!" As he spoke, he grabbed Shi Jianren's arm and shook it vigorously, otherwise he wouldn't let go.

Looking at the eyes of the more students who had entered the school gate around him, Shi Jianren reluctantly agreed, and was able to jump on the bus.

But looking at the little girl standing on the side of the platform smiling and waving goodbye, Shi Jianren didn't notice that he also had a little smirk on his face, as if this feeling of being remembered or stuck by someone was not as scary as the old man said, right?

Along the way, Shi Jianren analyzed the question of women with a dialectical mentality, and the arrival of Sister Geng did bring trouble to herself, but this trouble in turn also prompted her to be less idle, as if Hong Qiaoyun's strength in turn affected her trajectory in the Academy of Fine Arts.

Just as the ancestors said, all shortcomings may actually turn into catalysts, and it is not precisely the defects that push the wheels of the times forward.

As a result, this morning was thinking about this huge proposition with great interest, and I didn't think of any way to make money until noon, and the business in the bustling business district was a little more than outside the Academy of Fine Arts, but it still couldn't be compared with the wharf, and it often had to be a group of sticks competing for the occasional one or two jobs, squatting in the park, The time spent waiting at the entrance of the mall was much longer than the hard work, and Shi Jian Ren, who had to take the six yuan harvest and sit back on the bus, really needed to think about what he should do to make ends meet if he left the dock and came to the vicinity of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Walking back to the teahouse of the troupe with thoughts, no one sings here during the day, it is full of art academy students who play cards and sketch a few paintings to experience life, but today the old man Huang smiled when he saw the young man coming back: "Huh, where are you going to kidnap such a capable little girl, I think she can sing a one-man show alone!"

Following the direction of his finger, Shi Jianren curiously turned the teahouse to the place behind the boiling water, where Aunt Xiao, who was singing, was sitting around with two or three other middle-aged women, and a large piece of rich aroma came to his face, so that the college students sitting at the table inside couldn't help but stretch their heads.

Even if the business of the teahouse is not very good, after all, it is a teahouse, and the tea boiling water is made with a small boiler on the unit of a few decades ago, like an enlarged medicine bag set up in the corner of the wall, and there is an entrance to fill the coal fire below, and the gate valve is opened next to it to directly load the cold water into the boiler, and the pointer above can be filled with a hot water bottle when the faucet is turned on, which can ensure that the tea of dozens or hundreds of people can be supplied at any time, although most of them are not needed now.

As a result, Geng Meizi uncovered the top cover, found a thin wire wrapped around the enamel jar and hung it on the boiling water of the boiler, steamed the rice on it, and at the same time took a broken enamel bowl and filled it with things, and directly used a small spatula to send coal into the boiler, heated it in the strong flame for a while, took it out, mixed it with a spoon, and sent it in.

Shi Jianren took a closer look and understood, this aunt and grandmother packed up the leftovers packed in the restaurant last night, sorted them out decently, five or six dishes were mixed like this, and the aroma after heating was very strong, and his huge smart mind seemed to immediately capture a little information.

Geng Meizi heard the laughter of the middle-aged women behind her, and when she turned around and saw Shi Jianren, she jumped up happily, and held the dishes on the shovel steadily: "Immediately! It's good right away......" said and put down the shovel, tiptoe to a high place to bring out the steamed white rice with a rag, dig it out and press it on the dish, and finally took a clean white plate and turned it over the whole way with the enamel bowl.

After so many years on the dock, I have been in the restaurant, even if I can't get on the table, but the tricks and tricks under all kinds of simple conditions are too familiar to this little girl, if the taste that was heated before is a little strange, and it is stained with the light of the craftsmanship of the restaurant yesterday, this turned over and removed the enamel bowl to see, the middle-aged women laughed: "Ah Ren!

It turned out that the previous dishes were placed with care, deliberately turning a few pieces of fatty Dongpo meat and verdant green leafy vegetables, as well as a chicken leg and a large piece of juicy fish meat were placed on the white raw rice, looking at it makes people have an appetite, maybe Geng Haiyan doesn't understand what is called the beauty of the plate and food, but how to make people want to eat when they see it, she is really good, Shi Jianren swallowed his saliva twice, but asked: "What about you?"

Geng Meizi put a plate of delicious food in his hand with a smile, and then she picked up the enamel jar, took a small spoon to dig out the remaining rice around, and then poured the leftover dishes into it and stirred it indiscriminately: "This! The taste is the same!"

It does look the same, Shi Jianren smiled and scooped a spoon to taste, and even the thorns in the fish meat were carefully picked out, and he knew that the best things were on his plate.

Reaching out to exchange with Sister Geng, the little girl jumped away with a smile: "What are you going to do, if you have the strength, I will lose weight!"

Shi Jianren will not be hypocritical, nodded and began to concentrate on eating, just like the bowl of chowder that Geng Meizi once served him on the dock, maybe the taste of each dish is different, but the taste and aroma after mixing it are no different, after eating a big bite, he basically made up his mind, and began to chew slowly with satisfaction.

The middle-aged women also went to Zhang Luo's lunch with a smile, and Geng Haiyan, who had eaten two bites casually, focused on watching Shi Jianren eat, watching his Adam's apple move up and down, and the smile on his face was very satisfied.

A steamed bun, you only eat one bite, and the rest is dedicated to your lover, then it is really love, not other emotions.

Of course, Shi Jianren didn't have such an idea, and ate the last grain of rice carefully before making a thoughtful proposal: "Then let's make this chowder, okay?"

The little girl who was a little fascinated by it nodded first: "Okay!" and then reacted: "Ah? You said to do this?

Immediately applauded: "Okay! This will definitely work!"