On 825 Street in Xiayou County, there is a newly opened fruit and drink shop, and 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 in the corner seat, holding a large papier-mâché cup in his hand, lowered his head and took a sip of fruit juice, and asked, "Fat boy, how is the business of this new store?" I mean, who's better and who's bad than your store? ”

The fat boy sat directly opposite Wei Ming, a big fat man with a gross weight of nearly two hundred catties, and the fat on his neck was round and round, and the folds that came out were like a row of terraces on the hillside, and like the Hengduan Mountains on the body of Maitreya Buddha.

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

Six years in middle school and four years in college, both of them are in the same class and school, and their friendship is extremely deep.

Lin Botong shook his fat head and said, "How can a small fruit and drink store be compared to my brand clothing 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?" What do you say about online shopping stealing business and causing someone's business to be miserable? What do you say 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 owned a clothing store in the most prosperous street in the county, but due to the rise of online shopping, the business of the physical store 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, "Since graduating from college, you have not been able to achieve high or low, and you have been picking and choosing for more than half a year, and you have not yet chosen a career!" As a good buddy, I am in my eyes and anxious in my heart, so I want to close the clothing store, choose a new industry, and take you to fly with ......"

"Stop, stop......" Wei Ming was too busy to stop, too lazy to listen to the nagging, "Fat boy, have you thought about it?" What kind of business can I do to make money? ”

Lin Botong stood up and said, "Brother already has an idea, he will definitely make a lot of money this time!" For specific plans, go to my store to discuss! Let's go......"

However, Wei Ming did not get up to leave, but instead sat in his place and closed his eyes......

Suddenly.

Wei Ming exclaimed: "Nima! Fell?! ”

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

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

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 weird.

Except for one of the many drawers, the rest 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 was, but he knew that his anomaly 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.

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 most strange thing is that the gas in the drawer, which at first was only an insignificant wisp, has grown and filled 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 that exploded into a splendid flower.

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 and was 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 line of text prompt: [In the current situation, users can use the incense word drawer 10 times a day. 】

That's right, the text is displayed in traditional characters, not the usual simplified characters.

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 found a huge business opportunity.

"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! The beautiful girl's tablemate, 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 time, there were doubts and strong arguments everywhere, which had a great sense of hustle and bustle.

Only Wei Ming is 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 there is thunder in winter, unless it snows in summer, unless heaven and earth are connected, 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 what the boss means, but he doesn't know yet, just as he hears the verses, another drawer in his brain has slowly opened, revealing an extremely small gap, and begins to absorb unknown colored gases.

Although I was a little surprised that a small boss could quote ancient poems, I was very unhappy in my heart, because the boss's ridicule was aimed at Lin Botong's sarcasm.

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, Wei Ming picked up his mobile phone, checked the time, and found that it was almost noon, and said, "Fat boy, I have to go home!" Why, you know! ”

Lin Botong was very aware of Wei Ming's family situation, but 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 grandfather has big rules, and my mother is strict...... Bye! Wei Ming turned around and left, hurrying home to study the incense character.

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 chanting the same recipe, 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 pasta of the south, oysters, dried razor clams, shrimp and other condiments must be added.

However, the condiments that look normal can be called a luxury for the Wei family.

This is not because Shu Meixiu is diligent and thrifty, but for other reasons.

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! ”

"If it's delicious, eat more! By the way, son, when I was cooking noodles just now, I added an extra tablespoon of osmanthus sugar, would it be too sweet? ”

"Nope! Just right! Grandpa's special osmanthus candy, all the sugar comes from sun-dried osmanthus, and ......" Wei Ming smacked his lips and concluded, "Add an extra tablespoon, add more flavor, more delicious!" ”

"In this way, add two tablespoons to the pasta from now on!" 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, 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!" ”

When it comes to the new products of osmanthus candy, Wei Ming can't help but think of his retired grandfather, who would rather go back to his old house in the countryside alone to engage in the research and development of osmanthus candy, but he has always refused to stay in the city to care for the elderly.

"Mom, did our old Wei family really originate from Wei Zheng 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? ”