Chapter Seventy-Three: Exoticism
In the cloudy afternoon, it finally began to drizzle.
Qin Feng and Su Tang walked side by side, both of them carried a large canvas bag with ingredients in their hands, although they had eaten twenty or thirty skewers just now, but this did not play a role in reducing the burden, the bag in Qin Feng's hand was as heavy as usual - after all, it was the weight of a thousand skewers, plus bamboo sticks, even if it was divided into two bags, each bag still weighed about twenty catties.
Wang Yanmei followed to the side, and also took a not small bag, which contained a grill and an oil pot. Qin Jianguo walked at the back with a small umbrella, and he didn't know whose head to hold the umbrella on.
The old man who was guarding the door in the parking lot, leaning on the door and seeing Qin Feng coming from a distance, didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when Wang Yanmei and Su Tang, the mother and daughter, approached, the old man involuntarily stood up straight, and then stiffened, staring at them with bright eyes and walking into the parking lot.
"Alright, just leave it here, I'll do it myself. Walking to the side of the cart, Qin Feng took the two bags in the hands of Su Tang and Wang Yanmei.
Wang Yanmei and Su Tang did not leave immediately, but looked at Qin Feng, loaded everything into the car little by little, and when Qin Feng was done, Wang Yanmei helped him slowly push the car out of the door, all the way to the side of the road, and she did not forget to add: "Be careful on the road." ”
Qin Feng smiled and said to Qin Jianguo: "Dad, you and Auntie should go back first." ”
Qin Jianguo nodded, now he finally didn't have to be entangled, he propped the umbrella on Wang Yanmei and Su Tang's heads, he deliberately pretended to be a good man in the rain, and said to Qin Feng: "Dad will bring you food at night, what do you want to eat?"
Qin Feng said: "No need for food, there is still an old godmother in the car who has not finished eating." ”
Wang Yanmei didn't agree when she heard it, and interrupted: "How can you eat like this, you have to take care of your body to make money, Auntie will cook some food for you at night." ”
Qin Feng saw that this grinding was endless, so he simply said: "Whatever, anyway, just send the food, you guys hurry back, if you continue to talk about it, you will get wet." ”
Wang Yanmei finally let go.
Qin Feng quickly walked out of the sight of the three people, and after a while, the rain became heavier.
The awning of the cart was very large, and the canvas that stretched out in all directions was a standard 50 centimeters, enough to stand up for a burly adult man. So if it doesn't blow windy, even if the rain is heavier, Qin Feng doesn't have to worry about getting drenched.
After walking in the rain for nearly half an hour, when Qin Feng came to Aunt Juan's shop on Shiliting Road, the rain was reaching its peak.
The powerful raindrops smashed on the awning, making a clattering sound, as if they were about to chisel through the awning.
When Aunt Juan saw Qin Feng coming, she opened the door of the store and said nonsense loudly: "It's raining a lot!"
"Yes!" Qin Feng responded loudly, then opened the door of the cart, moved out the ingredients inside one by one, and placed them on the table of the cart. In a few moments, the table top of the cart was piled up.
The rainstorm comes quickly, and it doesn't go slowly.
After half an hour of rain, it finally subsided.
At about half past five, it stopped completely, the dark clouds dispersed, and the last slanting sun of today shone down from the sky, and the whole city was illuminated with a layer of dark yellow, and even Qin Feng, a skewer stall full of philistines, was also illuminated inexplicably.
All the shops on the street opened their doors, and the customers who had been trapped by the heavy rain for a long time were finally able to leave.
Qin Feng put away the small horse, stood on tiptoe to pat away the stagnant water on the awning, and then walked to the cart and opened the telescopic plate facing the guests. As soon as the telescopic board, which was also 50 cm wide, stood up, the table top of the cart, which originally looked cramped, suddenly became a lot empty.
"Xiaofeng, bring me 10 skewers of taro cakes and 5 skewers of dumplings. When Qin Feng was moving the stacked plates up the telescopic plate, Uncle Meng walked over from across the street and said loudly.
Qin Feng turned around and joked with a smile, "Are you coming here for dinner?"
"yes, it's dinner. Uncle Meng explained, "I was going to buy vegetables just now, but it rained this time, and now I am too lazy to cook." Isn't this just the right time for you to come over, I think I'll just eat the skewers. ”
Although Qin Feng was a little strange that Uncle Meng would come to his stall for dinner, there was nothing strange about the fact that he used skewers for dinner. Not to mention that there are not a few people who eat like this ten years later, in the past few days alone, Qin Feng has also received two or three young people who eat skewers for dinner.
The weather is getting hotter and the climate in Dongou City is humid, so people's appetite will inevitably be affected. So at this time, the benefits of the heavy taste of the kebab are manifested.
Qin Feng didn't say much when he heard Uncle Meng say this, so he quickly lit the stove and made dinner for him.
As soon as the oil was hot, in just 2 minutes, 15 skewers were made, Qin Feng put the things into a plastic bag and handed them to Uncle Meng, who took it, and he didn't mean to eat in the store, standing in front of the cart, and solving it on the spot.
Qin Feng saw his posture, turned around and went into Aunt Juan's store to borrow a chair.
Uncle Meng saw that there were still seats, and couldn't help laughing: "This chair is good, you kid is really good at business." ”
"The guest is God, how can God be allowed to eat standing still. Qin Feng put the chair in front of the telescopic board, and Uncle Meng sat down on the side of the road very calmly, expressing his thoughts while eating, "As soon as your board is erected, a chair is placed in front of it, which has the feeling of a roadside shop in Japan." ”
The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Qin Feng's eyes lit up, as if he had caught something.
After thinking for half a minute, Qin Feng suddenly asked Uncle Meng, "Do you want a drink?"
Uncle Meng was stunned, stared at Qin Feng for two seconds, and asked rhetorically, "You still sell drinks here?"
"Yes. Qin Feng nodded and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
Uncle Meng's mind didn't turn around, and he turned into Qin Feng's words and asked, "Is there a Coke?"
"Yes, to be iced or not to be iced?"
"It's not ice. ”
"Wait a minute. After Qin Feng finished speaking, he pulled his legs and rushed towards the non-staple food point 50 meters away.
Uncle Meng looked at Qin Feng's back, and his whole person was messy.
Two minutes later, Qin Feng returned to the stall with a smile with a smile on his hand carrying a bag containing an unknown number of cans of drinks.
He took out the Coke from the bag and handed it to Uncle Meng, then folded the rest of the drink into a triangular cube and put it on top of the cart.
Uncle Meng shook his head, and said with admiration in his eyes: "You kid...... If he had been born 20 years earlier, maybe he would have hundreds of millions now. ”
Qin Feng not only accepted all the orders, but also shook his head and pretended to be melancholy: "Alas, I also think that I was born at the wrong time, if I had a few million in my hands before 2000, I would have used them all to buy a house at that time, and then I would have to sell the house for more than ten years, and I would not have to worry about eating and drinking for a few lifetimes." ”
Uncle Meng smiled, opened the Coke with a pop, and then asked casually, "How much do you sell this can of Coke?"
Qin Feng said: "3 pieces of 5." ”
Uncle Meng said: "So many runs for a hundred meters, it's 5 cents more expensive?"
Qin Feng said seriously: "No, the extra 5 cents has nothing to do with logistics, the main thing is to pay for the exotic style here." ”
Uncle Meng was very forgetful, and said with a surprised face: "What exotic style?"
Qin Feng replied with a smile: "Didn't you say it yourself, doesn't my stall look like a roadside stall in Japan?"