(Today on a business trip, I took a train for a day, and the first thing I did when I got home was to update, sorry for being late, continue to ask for support, thank you.) ）

Simao's sesame sauce noodle stall was officially opened, the location is next to the roasted wheat stall, opposite the cold noodle stall, a new cluster of shaved head like a burden is placed on the street, and there is an iron pot at one end, and a charcoal stove with a fire is placed under the iron pot, and the water vapor is steaming after the pot is opened, and it is bubbling. On the edge of the pot is a small bamboo funnel, which is just the capacity of a bowl of noodles, which is a tool used to blanch cold noodles. On the other side of the pick, a freshly made board was spread out with eight-ripe noodles, yellow, orange and shiny. All kinds of spices are packed in clay bottles and pottery bowls, stuck in the grids that have been dug one by one, which is stable and convenient. Untie the rope on the pick, put down the guy, a small boxy table, a few small benches are a special place for customers to sit and eat noodles, although the sparrows are small, but they are all kinds of organs.

As soon as Simao stood behind the stall, he began to stare at the crowd shuttling back and forth in a daze. The swallow hid timidly behind Simao, and also looked at the pedestrians, looking forward to the opening of the business. The people who came by were in a hurry, as if they were blind to the new stall, and occasionally a person approached to take a look, then shook his head and muttered, "What is it?" Haven't seen it. Then it slid by. Half a morning passed, half of the pot of water was burned, and no business was opened.

"How can you do business, your mouth is a gourd? Won't open the cavity? You're going to have to shout for business. What a stupid. The fat proprietress of the roasted wheat stall pointed at Simao loudly, and the individuals doing business on both sides also smiled and pointed at Simao like looking at a diorama.

However, Xu Cripple, the owner of the cold powder stall, limped to him: "It doesn't look like a business material, bring me a bowl and let you open it." ”

As soon as Simao heard that the business came to the door, he immediately came to the spirit, quickly filled a full funnel of noodles, stretched it out into the boiling water and fished it a few times, put it into a bowl after it was blanched, add condiments, the whole action was a little clumsy, and then handed it to Xu Cripple, signaling him to mix it with chopsticks and eat it again. Xu Cripple took it and looked at Simao suspiciously, as if he didn't believe that this pair of hands that were used to holding dice could make a bowl of noodles well, and besides, this noodle had never been seen and eaten. He picked up a noodle with his chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it in small bites.

Simao and Yanzi's eyes widened, looking at Xu Cripple's expression expectantly. The people around also looked at Xu Cripple with blank eyes, wanting to see his reaction.

Xu Cripple closed his eyes, with an exaggerated expression of relaxation and joy, and it took a long time to spit out a word: "Okay." Simao and Yanzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I'll open it for you." As he spoke, Xu Cripple threw down a penny.

Simao said brightly: "I invited you to this bowl, I used to mix your cold powder to eat......

"Excuse me, let's return one yard to one yard, and you will have to pay for my jelly in the future." Xu Cripple didn't appreciate it.

With Xu Cripple taking the lead, these vendors who are familiar with each other around have a bowl of you, I began to fight a bowl, Simao was busy in a hurry, pedestrians on the road saw this formation, and there were also a lot of curious tastes to join in, not open for half a day, open for half a day, less than noon, Simao's noodles were sold out, swallows on the side to help collect money to pick up bowls, looking at the stall containing money in the lattice full of copper coins, Simao's mood at the moment is no less than pressing a heavy bet after shaking out a kill. He kept arching to the familiar vendors around him: "Thank you, thank you, thank you uncles and brothers, thank you for your support." ”

The fat boss of the roasted wheat said with a smile: "Don't be hypocritical, go back to the stall, come early tomorrow, there won't be so many people to cheer you up tomorrow, you have to rely on yourself to solicit business, do food traders, have a good conscience, be willing to give people to eat, the price must be fair, the taste must be good, the shouting is loud, and you have to be able to keep the business, you can't fish for three days and dry the net for two days, this industry is not as good as your previous situation, three are poorer and five are richer, but the food is a stable meal, not ashamed." ”

The next day, Simao got up very early, the sky was still bright, he carried the burden out of the door, Zhang's thousands of instructions have been sent out of the door, and before leaving, he also stuffed two kang cakes to make him hungry on the road.

Outside the door, it was pitch black, and only the dim starlight shone brightly, faintly illuminating the road. Simao from a distance saw the swallow waiting for him at the mouth of the alley, Simao took out a kang cake from his arms and handed it to Yanzi: "Is your stepmother willing you to help me?" ”

Yanzi pursed her mouth: "I gave her half of her salary, and when she saw the copper plate, she didn't care what I did, as long as she paid her every day." ”

The two talked all the way, hurried to Jubao Street, and when they arrived at Jubao Street, they set up stalls and made preparations, it was already dawn, pedestrians began to go up the long street, and a busy day was about to begin.

He knew that what the fat boss was talking about was their business experience, and he couldn't help but be very moved.

The two cleaned up the stall, tied up the guys, Simao picked up the burden, and rushed home with the swallows.

"Mother, dig up the capital of yesterday's and today's purchases, and make a net profit of fifty Wen, you have collected it." Simao slapped the money bag on the table very loudly, and he had the arrogance of spending a lot of money. Then he took out ten cents and stuffed it into Yanzi's hand: "The salary is settled every day, and there will be no arrears." ”

Before Yanzi was about to excuse herself, Simao's eyes glared: "You don't know what kind of person your stepmother is?" Not a penny was used in vain to help you, and your stepmother was not allowed to block my door and scold my ancestors. Don't ink, you'll take it if you give it to you, but you have to keep some for yourself, don't feed your stepmother's white-eyed wolf. ”

The swallow was holding a hot copper coin in his hand, his nose was sour, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

"Hold back ....." The four hairs were so fierce that the swallow quickly wiped his eyes.

The swallow stopped crying, but Zhang began to wipe his tears again, and turned his head to incense the ancestral tablet with a heavy copper coin.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Simao said with a smile: "It's just a few dozen copper plates, it's not worth it, and I will earn a big ingot for white flowers in the future to come back to honor you." ”

Zhang choked up and said: "Mother begs the ancestors to bless you, not for these dozens of dollars, but because you didn't learn from your unsuccessful father and began to take the right path. ”

At night, the Zhang family made an exception and lit two oil lamps, Lao Zhang wandered around for a day and also entered the house, Zhang's took care of a few small dishes, although it was coarse tea and light rice, but Lao Zhang and his wife, Simao, and swallows gathered at the table, and they were rarely happy. Simao looked at the troubled Zhang with relief, and smiled so comfortably, he knew in his heart that he used to be in the casino, and his mother's heart didn't know how long the worries and worries had been suppressed were invisible at this moment, although it was a hard day, but it was worth it.