Suddenly it rained heavily, and we got together;

We are all wet in the rain, and we are still strangers;

You have an umbrella, and I wait where I am.

……

Half of Bi Yue's body was covered by a large black umbrella held diagonally in front of her, not to mention that face, even her shirt was tightly covered.

Walking against the wind, it was cloudy again, and it was already dark outside at this time, which was strange, Chu Yifeng could recognize it at a glance.

He wasn't surprised, maybe he subconsciously thought that he hadn't seen such a shabby big girl in it, and the surrounding environment made it rare for him to see black lace-up shoes, or the kind of handmade country shoes.

Chu Yifeng still had his feet on the bicycle, he pursed his lower lip tightly, and only a shallow dimple appeared on his left cheek.

If you don't look carefully, many people will think that his facial features are too handsome and three-dimensional, and the reason for his high cheekbones is the reason for the dimples and laugh lines.

In fact, he was very cute as a child thanks to this feature, but when he grew up, at the age of twenty-six, he was disgusted.

Although it is very good to think about it, if you don't look up and look down in the future, you have to say hello, but Chu Yifeng, except for the chief and superior leaders, the rest, especially women, he has never needed to take the initiative.

Bi Yue walked quickly and didn't forget to think about the waste oil barrel.

When she left the Chu family just now, she happened to see two rusty and abandoned diesel barrels around the corner of the gatehouse.

Alas!

It would be nice if I could open my mouth, if I could buy it in a way that I could.

She has a sixth sense, if she asks for it, Aunt Liang can give it, but it is too big to be ashamed, people can prepay her tutoring fee in advance, just rush to this, and people don't know how to pay it back.

It is said that now you can't buy and sell waste oil barrels, and no one dares to toss this broken copper and scrap iron on the surface, because it is illegal, and it is really caught.

So where does she find one? She doesn't have a fixed stall and a back stove, so she can't do without it.

Bi Yue, who was full of worries on the road, tightened the suit jacket on her body with her little hands, the wind blew and the rain poured down, and the vacuum vest inside was really cold.

"That ......" Chu Yifeng, who looked like a chicken in soup, said embarrassedly.

Bi Yue straightened up the umbrella, and her pink and delicate little round face was finally exposed this time.

The big watery eyes only looked at the bicycle, and never fell on the cyclist.

Bi Yue grabbed the umbrella that was blown by the wind, moved her steps, turned an arc, and made way for Chu Yifeng in front of her.

Unconsciously...... Bi Yue is gone.

Hindsight...... Chu Yifeng looked back.

The feeling of being wrong is a little bit bad.

Chu Yifeng pedaled the bicycle twice quickly, and he felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought of letting the heavy rain pour just now like a fool, waiting, and being dried by Bi Yue.

——

Boxer braids, also called double scorpion braids.

Because it is firm and firm, the hair will not be messy because of punching, and it will not be scattered in the wind after a busy day, hence the name.

Bi Yue got up excitedly at three o'clock in the morning, her neat little hands flipped over, and after a while, the new shape appeared, and the beautiful little girl with two big braids appeared in the small mirror.

Carefully went out to wash with a basin, grabbed his schoolbag, and tiptoed to pack his books and things, and closed the dormitory door.

The other seven roommates in the dormitory were still in a sweet dream at this time, but Bi Yue had already set off.

She was so happy that the scrap recycling station didn't turn over the diesel barrel, but under the guidance of the old man, she went to the iron welding shop to buy it secretly, and she really felt that the place where many people disliked it was her luck to pinch their noses and pass by.

Besides, what made her even happier was that she was able to start the struggle mode with her younger brother. Although the eldest brother was stunned after listening to her plan at that time, he was stunned for another minute or two, and then muttered in a low voice: "Loser." ”

Twenty yuan is gone, and the eldest brother Bi Cheng is very entangled.

But Bi Yue swore on the spot: This small business is definitely the first step for the Bi family to make a fortune.

That's it, the sister and brother were busy preparing for work until the middle of the night, and the two of them went back to school separately and knocked on the dormitory door and lied, Bi Yue not only lied herself, she also helped Bi Cheng make up a nonsense.

After only sleeping for three hours, the figures of the sister and brother reappeared in the dilapidated warehouse.

Bi Yue doesn't believe it, poor, can you be poor for a lifetime?! Making a fortune through labor is the most glorious drop!

……

The people of Kyoto call burning honeycomb coal rumbling, and the black coal is put in and the gray-white honeycomb coal comes out.

Bi Yue frowned in the tug-of-war of Bi Chengzi.

"Brother, the coal seller said that the new coal is wet and has to be dried outside, so what will we use for a while?"

Bi Cheng wiped his face with the sleeves of his clothes, sweating profusely and said, "Add more firewood and halberds." He pointed to the waste oil drum in his hand again, "Do you think it's so high?" You have to leave a place to poke the stove and pick up the ashes, right? ”

The urgently modified "stove" lit up red, sawn to knees high on a waste oil drum, and sat a large half-worn black cauldron.

Borrowing Fire ...... Bi Yuehan went to Sister Pancake for help with a small round face.

She first put the honeycomb coal, which had never been burned, in the stove where the pancake sister was burning, and after burning to a third of the time, she trotted with two small arms with a shovel and stuffed it into her own "stove".

"Sister, you're blind, don't mix meat oil with soybean oil." Bi Cheng's eyes closed, this half barrel of oil is enough for the whole family to eat for a long time.

Bi Yue instinctively raised her head, and her eyes swept around like a thief: "You give me a little quiet!" He whispered to Bi Cheng: "What do you know?" Not mixed with lard, the cost is too high. How cheap pork is, how expensive is soybean oil! ”

Bi Yue taught Bi Cheng in front of the master, and said to herself: "I told you that the eldest brother, this life will be yours in the future, you look at the proportion, the lard is mixed with too much, and the fried white will make people lose their appetite if it is not golden (shai)." ”

"Ahh Bi Cheng's face was slightly red, he didn't agree with it a little, it was not good to cut corners.

However, the movements of his hands did not stop, and according to Bi Yue's instructions, he took the dough on the panel one after another, divided it into the size of a duck egg, and then kneaded it into a ball.

Bi Yue sighed, seeing that Bi Cheng's face was not good-looking, explained:

"Other people's families are like that, it's not your sister and I don't have a good heart. Let's do this first in the past two days, and after a few days, we will rely on meat oil, which is more reassuring and clean than the bought. ”

"Sister, I didn't, I didn't think much about it."

……

Slender hands rub the jade to find a few searches, and the green oil is fried to make a tender yellow and deep;

The night comes and the spring sleep is not serious, and the beautiful woman is wrapped in gold.

Ten catties of noodles, southerners also call it "fried juniper", Bi Yue fried out seventy-five fritters.

When Bi Cheng opened his mouth several times in embarrassment and wanted to call someone to buy two, scratched his head and blushed again, Bi Yue's two little hands flew around, and she shouted:

"Taste it and take a look, the newly cooked fritters are fragrant and crispy, clean and hygienic to ensure that you want to eat this bite and want to eat!"

After shouting, his face was not red or panting, but Bi Cheng seemed to have been encouraged by his sister: "Auntie? Buy two? "Eldest sister, the new pot is hot, you look at the golden gold!"

Bi Yue wiped her hands with a white cloth, looking at the irrepressible smile on Bi Cheng's face when she collected the money, she suddenly looked at the blue sky:

Grandpa, grandma, Xiaoxuan is using your skills to learn to establish herself in this world.

Did you see that? My craft is ok.