"Comrades passengers, Zhengzhou Station has arrived, please get ready for passengers who need to get off the station. ”

The train, which was slower than a tortoise, finally arrived in Zhengzhou from Nandu after traveling for almost ten hours.

Zhengzhou is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains Province and is an ancient city with a long culture.

However, with the development of the times, especially the economic reform and opening up, this ancient city has been reborn.

Like the railway stations in many cities, as the coordinates and face of the city, Zhengzhou Railway Station is very magnificent and gorgeous.

Under the lights, the surroundings were as bright as day, and the people who got off the train left one after another, and under the platform, there were many vans waiting to pull the work, one by one, densely packed, like ants parked around.

Chen Tianlang came out of the sweltering train, wiped the hot sweat on his head with a handkerchief, and a gust of night wind blew, and his whole body was comfortable, and then he felt alive.

Look at the time, it's around three o'clock in the morning.

Chen Tianlang felt very tired, and then looked at the surrounding night, there were countless middle-aged women standing on the side of the road soliciting customers, as soon as they saw a single passenger walking from the station, they hurriedly stepped forward to ask if they wanted to stay in a hostel, and said that the environment was good, they could take a bath, and there were girls to chat.

Perhaps because Chen Tianlang looked too young, few of those middle-aged women stepped forward to greet him. Also, no matter how you look at it, it's a half-sized child whose hair hasn't grown yet, and what oil and water can there be on his body.

Chen Tianlang was also happy to have a quiet ear, and watched with great interest a single man shyly doing ideological struggle under the enthusiastic introduction of a middle-aged woman, and finally being pulled away "half-pushed and half-pushed";

Leaving the station, Chen Tianlang walked about a few hundred meters, and finally saw a large hotel with a good façade and the words "Ping An State-run Hotel" written on it.

Inside the hotel, the slogan is written in big red letters on the smooth walls: Serve the people wholeheartedly and make customers feel at home.

On the other wall it is written: Clean, hygienic, comfortable accommodation.

In front of the counter, the person in charge of reception was an eldest sister chewing bubble gum, with a "disco queen" Zhang Qiang-style explosive head, wearing thick eye shadow, glancing at Chen Tianlang and saying, "ID card." ”

Chen Tianlang said: "I'm sorry, I didn't bring it." ”

The eldest sister glanced at him again: "Then pay an extra 10 yuan deposit, standard room, three yuan and five yuan a night." As he spoke, he took the key hanging on the wall and handed it to Chen Tianlang, "When you leave, you have to check things, don't break them, and if you break them, you will be compensated twice." ”

The room Chen Tianlang lived in was room 103 on the second floor, three yuan five a night, the environment was good, there were two beds on each side of the east and west, there was a small color TV on the table between the beds, and there was a small bathroom.

Putting down the cloth bag in his hand, Chen Tianlang lay down on the bed with his buttocks, and then casually pulled the corner of the snow-white soft quilt, covered his body, and soon fell asleep.

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The next morning, Chen Tianlang slept until noon, and after he was recuperating, he first found a noodle restaurant and prepared to eat braised noodles.

There are many restaurants in Zhengzhou that make noodles, such as "Lanzhou Ramen", "Fangcheng Pulled Noodles", and "Wuhan Dandan Noodles", etc., which can meet the needs of many customers, but there are very few rice sellers, unlike in the future, due to the increase in tourists in the south, almost all the streets and alleys are rice bowls, HN chicken rice.

Chen Tianlang's way of finding a restaurant is very simple, that is, he will go to whichever restaurant is full, the reason is that delicious restaurants are always overcrowded, and you must trust the tongue of the masses.

When I entered the hotel, there were a lot of people, and a big brother wearing a little white hat on his head was making noodles. The signboard clearly says that it is halal and no drinking water.

As soon as Chen Tianlang sat down, he heard a familiar voice: "Hey, little brother, you are also eating here, I see that it is you, it is really fate, come, eat pickles and pad your stomach." ”

Chen Tianlang didn't need to look to know that except for the honest man who likes to be familiar with himself, there was no one else.

ordered the noodles, the waiter poured tea, and the straightforward man began to chat with Chen Tianlang automatically.

"I don't say you don't know, I'm from Sheqi, I used to be famous over there, there are Shanshan Hall, Guan Gong Temple, and water and land docks, by the way, there are also old wine in the community store. ”

The honest man talked eloquently, and through his mouth Chen Tianlang knew that his name was "Li Dasha", of course, this is not his real name, because people are too honest to be called Dasha, which can't help but remind Chen Tianlang of the actor Dasha in Hong Kong.

Li Dasha is a member of the Sheqi family, and his family has always been farming. Because he was willing to endure hardships, the crops in the field were good, and he saved some money by saving money, which was only about 3,000 yuan.

With money, Li Dasha pondered about starting a small business, or people would always call him a fool, and he would have to fight for breath, so that they could see how I made money as a fool.

After thinking about it, he planned to buy a table noodle machine and sell noodles at home. But there is no one near my home that sells this, but there is one in Nandu, but it is too expensive, and then I heard that Zhengzhou has it, and it is very cheap, so I came to Zhengzhou.

Hearing this, Chen Tianlang couldn't help but look at this Li Dasha with admiration, why? It's very simple, selling noodles is very profitable. Don't look down on this kind of small business, a pound of noodles to earn half a penny seems to be a thin profit, but it can't bear many buyers.

A little earlier, this is not called selling noodles, it is called changing noodles, that is, you take noodles and come to me to change, you give more noodles, I give you less noodles, and what you earn is the poor flour money. Now I directly took the money to buy noodles, one dime, two cents, three or four cents, cash transactions, selling noodles is very profitable, one morning, noon and evening, at least one hundred catties can be sold, one catty earns half a penny, one hundred catties is five yuan, a month is 150 yuan, higher than the salary at work, if you can sell two or three hundred catties a day, it is even more unbelievable......

Therefore, in such an era, don't underestimate some people who do small business and business, tie popcorn, sell baked sweet potatoes, and this one sells noodles, which looks very shabby on the surface, and may be worth tens of thousands of 10,000 yuan.

When Li Dasha shook all the words in his stomach, the prepared stewed noodles were also served.

Chen Tianlang began to eat and drink, and Li Dasha also said to Chen Tianlang in the tone of a big brother, you must know how to read people outside, don't say anything, don't be deceived, there are many bad people outside.

Looking at Li Dasha's serious appearance, Chen Tianlang couldn't help but smile, but he also knew that this was his kindness, so he could only nod his head to indicate that he was taught.

After eating, Chen Tianlang said that he would sit for a while, so Li Dasha wiped his mouth first and left.

Chen Tianlang drank tea for a while, and when the waiter came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, he asked where the wholesale clothing was located, and the waiter pointed to a building in front of him and said, go there and have a look, many people are buying there.

Chen Tianlang expressed his gratitude and asked him to settle the bill, but the waiter said that his table mate had already helped settle the bill just now.

Li Dasha helps himself settle the bill?

Thinking of the guy who only eats pickles, Chen Tianlang's heart couldn't help but feel hot, maybe only in such an era can he meet such an honest person.

He owed him money for a meal, Chen Tianlang said to himself.