In the vicinity of 825 Avenue in Xiayou County, there is a newly opened fruit drink restaurant, and the business is very hot.

The customers are all young people in their twenties, and they are divided into several groups, and they are almost full of "occupancy".

Wei Ming sat on the seat in the corner, holding a large papier-mâché cup in his hand, lowered his head and took a sip of the fruit juice in the cup, and asked in a mansheng voice: "Fat boy, compared with this new store, who is up and who is down?" ”

Fat boy sitting directly opposite Wei Ming, is a big fat man with a gross weight of nearly two hundred catties, the fat on his neck is round and round, and the folds that come out are not only like the terraced fields on the hillside, but also like the Hengduan Mountains on the body of Maitreya Buddha.

His name is Lin Botong, and he is Wei Ming's best friend.

The two have been in the same class and school for six years in middle school and four years in college, and their friendship with each other is extremely deep.

Lin Botong shook his fat head and said, "A small fruit and drink store, can it be compared with my brand clothing flagship store?" Whether it's the daily turnover or the monthly profit, my brother is absolutely crushing......"

"Funny, insincere!" Wei Ming disagreed, and quickly turned on the mockery mode, "Who is it, complaining about Taobao Jingdong killing people all day long?" Who is it, crying and grabbing the ground, complaining about the net loss of money in clothing stores? Who is pulling me around the streets, saying what is it to inspect the market and look for new projects? ”

It turned out that Lin Botong's son inherited his father's business and opened a clothing store in the most prosperous street in the county, but due to the rise of online shopping, the business of physical stores plummeted, and even made ends meet, so he wanted to transform into other industries.

"Alas......" Lin Botong let out a long sigh and looked up at Wei Ming, "External causes determine internal causes!" Since graduating from college, you have not been able to do high, low or low, and you have been picking and choosing for more than half a year, and you have not been employed yet! Therefore, my brother wants to close the clothing store, move to a new industry, and take you to fly ......"

"Stop, stop, stop......" Wei Ming hurriedly stopped, too lazy to listen to the other party's old tune again, "Fat boy, since my lack of employment is the external reason for the closure of your clothing store, then, what is it good to make a living?" ”

"What's the hurry? Go back to the store and tell me that my brother already has a belly case! Limber was full of communication and his tone was impassioned.

However, Wei Ming did not move like a mountain, and instead of getting up to leave, he slowly closed his eyes......

Suddenly.

Wei Ming exclaimed: "Nima! Fell?! ”

Lin Botong was surprised and asked, "What did you fall off?" ”

"Drawer...... Fell off...... Winter solstice...... Grave...... Twelve days ......" Wei Ming was stunned and stumped.

No one knew that in Wei Ming's mind, there was a mottled and old bookshelf with countless drawers distributed on it, like a large medicine cabinet in a Chinese medicine pharmacy, which looked very strange.

Except for one drawer, which is open, the rest of the drawers are closed.

The open drawer is filled with colorful gases in a very brilliant color.

The gas is steaming endlessly, but it only rolls inside the drawer, never leaking out, and it seems to be distinct, as if it is bound and detained.

Wei Ming didn't know what a drawer was, nor did he know what gas meant, but he knew that his abnormality originated from sweeping tombs on the winter solstice.

Twelve days ago, on the winter solstice, Wei Ming accompanied his mother back to his hometown in the countryside, and went to visit the grave with his grandfather, who lived in the countryside after retirement.

During this period, Wei Ming was hit in the forehead by a firecracker, and after fainting, he was sent to the hospital by his mother and grandfather.

When he woke up, the scenery in front of him became an inexplicable scene.

As long as ordinary people close their eyes, there is darkness in their field of vision, but Wei Ming is completely different.

As long as you close your eyes, the mottled old bookshelves and the glittering gas will be clearly visible in the dark.

The strangest thing is that the gas in the drawer, which at first was only an insignificant wisp, has been growing and filling the drawer for twelve days for unknown reasons. Even if Wei Ming didn't do anything, it would be true.

In an instant, the gas finally filled the drawer, overflowing, like a spring of water blowing out, exploding brilliant flowers.

The flowers in the sky do not last, like a flash in the pan, fleeting.

In an instant, the ceremonial flowers condensed and disappeared into the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the drawer on the floor, with another "whoosh", returned to its original position, deeply embedded in the bookshelf.

Then, there were strokes, and they were born.

The strokes are horizontal and vertical, vigorous and powerful, and you don't need to distinguish them, but you can also know that they are the most basic strokes of each Chinese character: horizontal and vertical skimming and folding.

The strokes fluttered and quickly formed into a solid traditional Chinese character: 香.

The whole incense word, as black as ink, is very neatly printed on the outer layer of the drawer, forming a small handle, and there are streamers flowing through, as if to show something.

Wei Ming "stared" at the incense word, surprised, and the streamers, like the light of inspiration, drove him.

Suddenly.

Wei Ming condensed his whole mind, as if he had no teacher, and with the tentacles of his thoughts, he moved the incense word, wanting to open the drawer and find out.

The incense word seems to have its own thinking, and suddenly gives a clear hint: [In the current situation, users can use the incense word drawer 10 times a day. 】

Without waiting for Wei Ming to explore carefully, the incense word flicked away his tentacles of thoughts, and with the vertical pen as the central axis, he turned in place......

This move was extraordinary, and it immediately detonated the scene!

In Wei Ming's ears, there was a burst of "sigh" inhalation!

"Whew...... Where's the scent? It's like the smell of watermelon juice you just drank...... No, it's a purer watermelon flavor! Boss! Your shop, buddy! Lin Botong shouted loudly, as if he had discovered a great business opportunity hidden in it.

"Whew...... It smells so good! The big fat man is talking nonsense, it is obviously apple-flavored, how can it be said to be watermelon-flavored! The beautiful girl sitting at the other table, although she has never known her life, dares to challenge the "big tonnage" Lin Botong.

"Whew...... If you want me to say, it's not watermelon, it's not apple, it's strawberry! That's right, it's definitely strawberry flavored! There were four people at the same table as the beautiful girl, and one of them, a male companion in a red shirt, retorted loudly.

"Whew...... It's weird! Why is it that everyone swears by the fruity flavor of their own cups? The owner of the fruit and drink shop stood behind the counter with a puzzled expression on his face.

For a while, the whole fruit and drink shop was in a commotion, full of doubts and strong arguments, which had the meaning of hustle and bustle.

Only Wei Ming's expression was different.

I want to pretend to be calm, and my fist is clenched tightly, betraying my excited heart.

I want to shout loudly and express my chest, but I am wrapped in a faint crisis.

Wei Ming was secretly refreshed, and the whole person was about to suffocate internal injuries!

"Boss, a fixed price, how much does this store cost me?" Lin Botong shook the four fields, and he seemed to be wealthy.

The boss looked disdainful and responded: "Brother trench, winter thunder and earthquake, summer rain and snow, heaven and earth are together, dare to be with Junpan!" ”

- Unless the thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless the snow is falling in the scorching heat, and unless the heaven and earth converge together, it is possible to transfer the store to you.

Wei Ming is 22 years old this year, a fresh graduate of the Chinese department, naturally understands the meaning of the boss's words, but he still doesn't know that while listening to the poem, another drawer in his brain has slowly opened, revealing an extremely small gap, and began to absorb those unknown colored gases.

Although I was a little surprised that a small boss could quote ancient poems, my heart was full of unhappiness, because the boss's ridicule was aimed at Lin Botong's ridicule.

Wei Ming stepped forward a few steps, dragged Lin Botong to the door, and said unrelentingly: "This kind of small industry, this small broken shop, these rotten fruits, you can't look down on them!" Boss, you can cover yourself......"

The two walked out of the alley, and seeing that it was almost noon, Wei Ming said: "Fat boy, I have to go home, otherwise, the old lady will ...... again You know! ”

Although Lin Botong was very aware of Wei Ming's family situation, he still advised: "Today's situation is special, it's best not to give up halfway!" Wait, I'll make a phone call, ask my aunt for leave, and invite you to a big meal at noon! Then, go to my store and discuss how to make money! ”

"No, my old man has big rules, and my mother is also strict...... Bye! Wei Ming turned around and left, hurrying home to study the incense word in his head.

Wei Ming hurried slowly, pinched the time, and returned home before half past 12 noon.

"Mom, I'm back!"

"Got it." Shu Meixiu replied in the kitchen, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat on the table!" ”

Wei Ming turned into the bathroom and asked casually, "What did you eat at noon today?" Or white rice, fatty pork and greens? ”

Hearing her son reciting the usual recipes on weekdays, Shu Meixiu's face darkened, and she hurriedly corrected: "No! Eat osmanthus noodles today! ”

"Yay......" Wei Ming cheered loudly, overjoyed.

In Wei Ming's life, this is a tooth sacrifice once every ten days, because in the southern pasta, oysters, dried razor clams, shrimp and other condiments must be added.

However, the condiments that look normal are a luxury for the Wei family.

A moment later.

Wei Ming munched on the case, and while swallowing the first bite of osmanthus noodles, he sincerely appreciated: "Fragrant!" It smells so good! Mom's specialty dish is delicious! ”

"It's delicious, just eat more!" Shu Meixiu responded with a pitiful smile, "When I cooked the noodles just now, I added an extra tablespoon of osmanthus sugar, will it be too sweet?" ”

"Nope! Just right! Grandpa's special osmanthus candy, all the sugar comes from absolutely natural osmanthus flowers, and ......" Wei Ming smacked his lips and commented, "Add an extra tablespoon, it seems to be more flavorful and more delicious!" ”

"In this way, after that, add two tablespoons of osmanthus candy to the pasta!" Shu Meixiu is as good as a stream, and she does not treat her son's appetite badly, "By the way, there is not much osmanthus sugar left at home, you find a time to go back to your hometown, find the old man and ask for a few more bottles, just say that the new product works well!" ”

Speaking of the new products of osmanthus candy, Wei Ming couldn't help but think of his retired grandfather, who would rather go back to his old house in the countryside alone and engage in his own experiments and research, but he refused to live or die in the city to retire.

"Mom, our old Wei family, is it really Wei Zheng who originated in the Tang Dynasty? The recipe for this osmanthus candy is said to have been given to the ancestors by Yuan Tiangang, is there such a thing? ”