Chapter Twenty-Seven: Chu Yuan's Mother and Son

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Su Luo yawned and continued to move towards Zhongren Street, and when he got there, he saw that rows of shops had opened, and the crowd was like a sea, it seemed that the RB people had started early!

The sounds of all kinds of cries that came at random gradually sounded, and Chuangya took a general look, there are not many Chinese shops here, but there are also a lot.

Soon, Su Luo was eating the roasted wheat in his hand, holding soy milk in his hand, eating and walking, to be honest, although he has been reborn in this world for seven years, he has not gone out many times, most of them are learned about on the Internet, since he came out this time, it is good to go shopping.

"Huh!" Suddenly, a stall caught Su Luo's attention, because this stall didn't have many customers, or more precisely, no customers at all.

The owner of the stall is a teenager, not very old, about twenty years old, he looks like a clear eyebrow, but his face is a little ugly, it seems to be a Chinese, because there is a sign of Chinese and Japanese on the stall, and Chinese is very well written, Japanese is a little bit of that, so he is so sure that he is a Chinese.

Seriously, RB people and Chinese stand together, and suddenly it is really impossible to tell whether he is Chinese or RB.

Su Luo took a closer look, the stalls sold milk, fried dumplings, wowotou or something, basically all of which were things from the Chinese countryside.

Su Luo also found that there was a tent at the back of the stall, and a woman was exposed in it, about fifty years old, her face was a little pale, and she coughed a few times from time to time.

Although he was reborn as an RB person, Chuangya still regarded himself as a Chinese in his heart, so he had a kind feeling about everything in China.

When Su Luo came here, the food in his hand was also finished, so he walked over, sat on the table set up by the stall, and said to the young man: "Boss, come to a bowl of fried rice balls." ”

"Okay. Hearing the business coming, the boy smiled a little.

At the same time, listening to the authentic Chinese dialect, I also feel very cordial.

Soon, a plate of rice balls was served, Su Luo picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and the smell suddenly made him frown.

After taking a bite, he put down his chopsticks directly, and when he looked at the boss, he found that he was looking at himself nervously.

Su Luo continued: "Boss, let's bring some other dishes." ”

"Okay. Seeing that Su Luo ordered a few more, his originally tense face eased a little.

After a while, the boy served several dishes one after another.

After serving it, the young man didn't go back, he just stood aside and looked at Su Luo, which directly made him depressed to death, Anyway, you look at me like this, can I eat it?

But even if you think about it, Su Luo directly picked up the chopsticks and ate other things, but he didn't eat it after taking a bite, because it was really a little unpalatable.

At the same time, this also makes Tron very incomprehensible, as a small stall, is it basically not enough to have a dish? He does so much, even if it is more, it is so unpalatable, no wonder no one comes to eat it!

"Boss, where are you from?" Su Luo said in pure Chinese.

"People from northern China, as for the specifics, I don't know. The boy said honestly.

"Northerners?" For the current north, Su Luo still knows a lot, although it is not the same world, but it can be queried through computers and other means, the current north can basically be said to be a relatively poor place, which is directly because he is depressed, how can a northerner come here.

"Then how did you end up setting up a stall here? Honestly, you're making a bit of a thing. Su Luo didn't hide it, and said directly, regardless of whether he would be hit or not.

"I know it's a bit unpalatable, but there's no way around it. The young man didn't wait for Chuangye to finish speaking, and directly took over the words, and it seemed that he was very self-aware.

After continuous conversations, Su Luo also knew the reason.

The young man's name is Chu Yuan, it turned out that in 20 years, Chu Yuan's parents were relatively poor at home, and later heard a relative introduce that it was easier to make money abroad, so he spent a lot of money through the channels of relatives and smuggled to RB, but when he really came to RB, he knew that it was not easy to make money here.

I thought I would starve to death on the streets, but then I got help from the Chinese here, who owned a small restaurant, so I hired them to help a little in the store, so I was able to survive.

Later, the couple relied on hard work and finally obtained a lot of funds, opened a small restaurant independently, and gave birth to Chu Yuan, a big fat boy.

However, many people are always not smooth sailing, and they are no exception, just this year, Chu Yuan's father had a car accident, and it was Chu Yuan's father who hit someone else, not only killed himself, but also lost a lot of money, and even the restaurant was directly compensated.

However, even if this is the case, there is basically no penny, and the mother is even more tired and irritated and cannot afford to fall ill.

Although Chu Yuan is in his twenties, he doesn't like cooking, he just helps out in restaurants.

At this time, he wanted to rely on Chinese cuisine to attract others, and there must be a sell, so he set up a small stall, but he thought too beautifully, and the reality was very cruel.

After a few days, he realized the importance of cooking, but now it is too late to turn back, because he has already put all the money into it, and if he has no income, he is afraid that he will really starve to death on the streets.

Therefore, because of this, Chu Yuan kept watching Chuangye eat.

Hearing this, Su Luo really didn't know what to say, how could such a bloody thing be encountered by himself.

"Then what are you going to do now?" Su Luo couldn't help but ask.

"Hey!" Chu Yuan sighed helplessly and replied, "What else can I do, I can only take one step at a time!"

However, it is also said that this is the case now, and there is basically no turning back.

Looking at the Chinese in distress, Su Luo still wanted to help, although he said that he was not a Chinese in his life, but he still had an unfinished affection for the Chinese.