Zila!

The sound of the bread on the iron plate is not very beautiful, especially now in the middle of July, when the sun is already hot at 7 o'clock in the morning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Shitang has no choice, the results of the novel are tepid, and it is enough to pay the rent plus his own living expenses in a month, how can he do it if he doesn't come out to earn some extra money.

took out the family heirloom craft, Li Shitang set up a stall here in Xinjiekou and began to sell fried buns, because the surrounding area is office buildings, and countless office workers pass by here in the morning, so the business has been good.

After selling buns for a few days, he was stunned to find that this seemed to make more money than writing novels by himself!

So I've been struggling with whether that book that hits the street or not is a eunuch...

But think about the steamed buns will be sold sooner or later, and there is a lot of free time in the middle, which does not affect the code word.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, so make a little more money.

"The chengguan is here!" An exclamation came from a distance, and the two white-collar workers who were about to give money picked up the bag and ran away when they heard the words, which made Li Shitang stunned for a while, sister, I haven't run yet, what are you running!

But I have to run away, this place is said to be in charge, and the city management will come here from time to time to investigate, but it is generally just a show, after all, the hawkers run fast, and they are afraid that there will be real hawkers who resist and someone will take a picture.

But Li Shitang had a problem here, he put away the buns, turned off the stove, and then pushed the cart, but didn't push it!

This time I quickly squatted down to check, only to find that one of the three rounds of this "Mercedes-Benz" brand had been lying on its stomach...

Then a small Yaling motorcycle stopped beside it.

"Little brother, do you want me to help?" The man asked.

"This, I'll move it soon..."How dare Li Shitang let people help, didn't see that people were wearing city control uniforms!

"It's okay, it's okay, pay attention to safety..."The chengguan said: "It's not easy to see that you come out to beg for a living at such a young age..."

"Hey, there's no way, I can't find a job, and I don't want to go to any factory, so that's the only way..."Li Shitang sighed.

The chengguan also nodded: "Life is not only about the immediate reluctance, but also about the distant poems and fields, just work hard..."

Li Shitang actually wanted to complain, you are a city manager who reads poems in front of me, is this appropriate...

Then I listened to the chengguan continue: "This place is a crossroads, the original planning width is 24 meters, and the traffic is also very convenient, but you hawkers occupy the road and operate, and now there are only 16 meters left on the 24-meter-wide road, and some pedestrians have to give up the sidewalk and take the motorway in order to avoid the congestion here, isn't it very dangerous..."

Li Shitang reacted, this chengguan is going to write to himself...

This is my strength!

"Big brother, it's not right for you to say that..."Li Shitang didn't close the stall anymore, and just stood here to theorize: "The planning here is twenty-four meters good, but it is in the suburbs of the magic capital, and there are only four bus lines next to it, and most of the staff here are insurance company salesmen, and few of them come to work by car." Even during rush hour, it's just a few buses, so such a wide road is a waste of social resources, and we set up stalls here because there are not many cars here..."

"Big brother, it's not me who said, you can't occupy it just because the road is wide and no one is leaving, just like you can't see a widow and run to someone's house to recommend a pillow seat, this is not a question of waste or not, it is related to a very basic view of right and wrong." Chengguan replied.

Li Shitang's eyes have changed when he sees this person, amazing, it's the first time he has met an opponent in a debate!

"Brother, what did you study?" Li Shitang asked.

"Modu Jiaotong University, Department of Chinese Language and Literature..."Chengguan touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

Li Shitang's eyes lit up: "Eh, I'm also eh, I'm from the 13th session, what about you?" ”

The chengguan was also a little surprised: "I'm in the 12th session, I didn't expect to meet a junior here..."

"Eh, senior, come and eat steamed buns..."Li Shitang hurriedly greeted.

"No, I can't accept other people's finances," the senior replied.

"Eh, what is this, the buns are worthless, it's rare to meet a senior, let's find a place to rub it..."

In the afternoon, at the car repair stall, the boss deducted a rice-grain-sized prismatic glass from the tire and handed it to Li Shitang, and then asked: "Why don't you get a new tire, your tire was actually punctured by a glass, which shows the difference in quality." ”

"How much does it cost to change a tire?" Li Shitang asked.

"I'll charge you 150," said the boss.

Li Shitang touched his pocket and thought for a while: "Let's make it up..."

I didn't make a lot of money when I went out of the stall in the morning, but it cost a lot to treat the guests to repair the tire, but I felt that it was worth it to meet a senior who was a city manager.

Sitting in front of the computer, I skillfully opened the author's backstage and looked at the half-dead subscription data.

It's thousands a month, so keep writing...

Li Shitang suddenly felt a pain in his butt as he spoke, and he dug into his pocket for a long time before he found the culprit.

It was the glass slag that punctured his tire.

The boss handed it to him, and he didn't know what to think, so he didn't throw it away, so he brought it back.

But look at it now, this glass is quite artistic, and it is exactly broken into an eighteen-sided fusiform.

Throwing it on the table, Li Shitang was about to start coding words, and then he saw the glass slag jumping up and down on the soft keyboard of the notebook, and... It's like mercury has touched a crack in the ground and seeped in!

No way!

When Li Shitang didn't understand what was happening, he saw that the Dell computer he bought three years ago glowed with a faint blue light.

Although Li Shitang cannot be said to be well-informed, as a novel author, his brain hole is definitely big enough.

He knew right away that the glass slag was something remarkable.

He quickly calmed down and sat on the sidelines watching the notebook change.

The heavy notebook slowly condensed into a large droplet like water under the blue light, and then slowly drilled out of the droplet a pure black shell with a metallic texture.

The computer seems to be the same computer, but it's a little thinner, a little bit sci-fi?

Look at the posture just now, it's just a little change, it shouldn't be...

Li Shitang turned on the computer and heard a crisp prompt: "Please enter DNA..."

Chen Xiao thought about it, pulled off a hair and put it on the keyboard.

Then I saw the computer light up.

Different from the original windows interface, Li Shitang saw a starry sky, and the green-clothed girl who came in the starry sky: "Hello respected earth agent, number NMH44800953, plane trading star spirit Xiaoqing is at your service!" ”

Plane Trading??

Star Spirit?

Li Shitang was dazed for a while, and then took the case, I seem, developed?