Where there is a school, there are hawkers, and the back alley of the 18th Middle School has always been a must for hawkers.

In Qin Feng's memory, when the back alley of the 18th Middle School was the most lively, there were almost 10 roadside stalls in this alley that was at most 200 meters long, of which there were 4 selling fried skewers. And in the end, the only one who survived this life-and-death struggle was an aunt who put her stall in the middle of the alley.

In his previous life, Qin Feng studied in the eighteenth middle school for three years and three years of high school, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, whenever he passed by the back alley of the eighteenth middle school, he would see the aunt smiling and greeting guests.

Her stall business is very good, so good that it explodes, and even Qin Feng himself is also a fan of this stall.

When he was a child, Qin Feng even made a very unproductive wish - one day, he must come to eat skewers and eat until he was skewered.

However, it is a pity that before Qin Feng had the ability to eat and eat skewers, this large area was reduced to the last demolished old housing concentration area in Dongou City with the tripartite dispute between developers, the government and residents.

After that, Qin Feng never met a stall as nostalgic as that kebab aunt.

Fortunately, Qin Feng was reborn again.

At 10:50 in the morning, close to the end of school, Qin Feng came to the stall of the kebab aunt.

The skewer aunt was obviously very familiar with Qin Feng, and when she saw Qin Feng, she asked, "You didn't go to school today, why don't you wear a school uniform?"

Qin Feng replied very shamefully: "I didn't get into high school and dropped out." ”

"That's right. Aunt Kebab was a little surprised, in her opinion, people like Qin Feng should belong to good children, and good children have absolutely no reason to drop out of school, she shook her head, and said with a little regret, "No way, this kind of thing is really fate, some children I haven't seen how they learn, and they can be admitted to the exam casually, and some children just spend twice as much time as others every day, and their grades still can't go up." ”

"It's all about the brain. Qin Feng smiled and said to himself.

"You can't say that......" Aunt Kebab is very good at being a person, comforting Qin Fengdao, "I think you are also quite clever." ”

Qin Feng didn't answer, but silently picked up a few skewers and handed them to his aunt.

The aunt took a handful of skewers and lowered her head to fry them, while Qin Feng took advantage of this time to carefully observe the details of this stall.

The cart of the skewer aunt is the most primitive cart, the table of the cart is very large, all the ingredients are crowded on it, and the props for the ingredients are also varied, plastic baskets, iron plates and even large bowls, everything. There is nothing under the car, the gas tank is erected in the middle by a few woods, which is very unsafe, and the gas stove is also placed on the car surface, when the fire is opened, it will always make Qin Feng worry that the fire will be too big and the other ingredients on the side will be cooked at the same time.

"This car, it's too unreliable......" Qin Feng took out his notebook and wrote a few words in front of his aunt.

The aunt looked up casually, and saw Qin Feng's strange behavior, so she couldn't help asking, "Young man, what are you writing?"

Qin Feng replied honestly without thinking about it, "Do your homework." ”

The aunt smiled: "What homework do you have if you don't study?"

Qin Feng smiled and didn't answer.

A few bunches of rice cakes and dried tofu were fried quickly, and the aunt picked up the brush, brushed the sauce on the skewers twice, and handed it to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng took it and took a bite, but found that the taste was not as delicious as he imagined, and he couldn't help but smile. Sure enough, what you can't get is the best, if it weren't for the fact that this alley was later demolished, and I couldn't eat the skewers here for many years, maybe I wouldn't miss the taste of the skewers here so much.

Qin Feng stuffed the notebook back into his pocket, carried the plastic bag with skewers, stood in front of the stall and didn't leave, ate the things unhurriedly, and was not busy talking about civilization after eating, threw the bag inside, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, picked up a few strings of slightly more expensive meat dishes, handed them to the aunt, and asked casually: "Auntie, I see that you are here all day, how many skewers can you sell in a day?"

The aunt is also a shrewd person, and she pretended to be stupid with a smile: "Who still counts this number, anyway, just don't lose money every day, just earn money for food." ”

"Five or six hundred strings a day should be more than that, right?" Qin Feng estimated and reported such a number.

The aunt was really slightly stunned, glanced at Qin Feng more, and then squeezed out a stiff smile and said, "Young man, why are you asking this?"

"It's just curious, I think it's quite profitable to sell this, anyway, now that I don't study, I have nothing to do, and I want to set up a stall. Qin Feng replied half-truthfully.

"That's it......" The aunt nodded slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, she continued, "Doing business is not as simple as you think, and it is not easy to make money by setting up this stall." As she spoke, she scooped up the chicken hearts and ham sausages in the oil pot and handed them to Qin Feng.

"Auntie, you forgot to dip the sauce. Qin Feng smiled faintly and reminded.

"Oh, oh, look at my brain, I'm confused when I talk to you. The skewer aunt came back to her senses, and hurriedly retracted her hand again, brushed the sauce before handing it back to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng ate more slowly this time, and didn't speak, while eating, he also stared at the table to carefully observe the types of ingredients on it.

Large ribs, small ribs, chicken hearts, chicken mushrooms, chicken wing tips, ham sausages, shiitake mushrooms, dried tofu, small greens, cauliflower, eggplant, lotus root slices, bananas, a total of 13 kinds.

Seeing Qin Feng staring intently at his stall, Aunt Kebab couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

"Boy, you don't look right today!" she interrupted.

Qin Feng smiled, finished eating in three or two bites, and then chose a bunch of green vegetables and a banana.

Auntie can see it now, Qin Feng is simply spying on intelligence, but this kind of thing is not the first time it has happened, seeing Qin Feng's immature appearance, Auntie didn't take him too seriously in her heart, and said that if you want to learn, you can learn, this business is not something that can be done well by learning in the past.

After thinking about it like this, Aunt Kebab wanted to open it. She picked up the vegetables and stuffed them into the oil pot, the water droplets on the vegetables met the hot oil, and the droplets splashed all over the place, and the aunt quickly took out the lid from under the car to cover the pot, leaving only a small piece of bamboo skewer in her hand to stay outside.

Qin Feng had already learned about the cooking process of green vegetables, and he hid to the side early, but he was not injured, but the aunt who was distracted for a while was not so lucky, her hand was splashed slightly, and there was an extra red patch on her skin when she saw it, and she grinned, obviously hurting badly.

"Alas, today is really, talking to you and doing things at the same time, I don't know where to put my mind. "Auntie doesn't know if she's complaining about Qin Feng or herself.

Qin Feng hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry." ”

The skewer aunt didn't speak, and she acquiesced to the identity of Qin Feng's initiator.

The oil pan crackled for a while, and finally there was no movement.

The aunt lifted the lid of the pot, brushed the green vegetables with sauce and handed it to Qin Feng, and then reached out and grabbed a whole bunch of bananas and broke off one.

This bunch of bananas is obviously a bit big, and when the aunt peels the banana and thickens the banana, she can't even stuff the whole one into the bowl, so she smears a little starch indiscriminately, and picks the banana with a bamboo skewer and puts it in the oil pot, and suddenly there is a chaotic sound.

After being fried for more than a minute, seeing that the shell of the banana had turned yellow, the aunt took out the banana and handed it to Qin Feng directly, and added in a nutshell: "It's sweet, no need to dip the sauce." ”

Qin Feng smiled and said, "Then it's okay to sprinkle some sugar!"

"Where do I have white sugar here......" Auntie smiled wryly.