"The little master below, hey. Next bowl of sesame sauce noodles、Okay。 More oil, less salt, and a little chili noodles......." Simao dragged his long cavity, full of energy, and began to shout, if there was no one around, the smug expression couldn't help but make Yanzi smile and bend over.

The fat boss on the side couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You cut off your brain, you just don't have a straight shape, and shouting about the scriptures is different from people." ”

Simao shook his head, his voice was louder and the pitch was higher, and he was holding the long bamboo chopsticks on the duster to knock on the board, which was like a picture of an old trader.

As soon as I shouted like this, people began to gather gradually, and a few of them turned out to be repeat customers who had eaten noodles yesterday.

"The sesame sauce noodles that have just been boiled, the tender onion pickles are red and spicy oil, the fragrant sesame paste, a big boy and a bunch of bowls, delicious and hungry, please buy early, you can't eat it when the stall is sold out........" Seeing that the business was coming, Simao was even more energetic, and the trading was renovated in a variety of ways.

Xu Cripple, the owner of the Liangfen stall, watched the flow of people rushing to the four-mao stall, his front was empty, yesterday's righteousness was gone, half complaining and half souring to himself: "This kid is a monkey spirit, and he learns business faster than others, he is really a peer, and he can't do good things........"

Simao was free and grinned at Xu Cripple: "Cripple, please eat noodles......."

"Gotta do your business, gotta you." Xu Cripple said hatefully.

Simao didn't care, he was mixed in the market since he was a child, he knew too well the mood and personality of ordinary people, and there were a lot of cautionary eyes in kindness, the circle of survival was only so big, and his eyes were staring at the one-third of an acre in front of him, which was the most significant label on their bodies and the true portrayal of group commonality.

The front of the stall was surrounded, and the swallow was responsible for collecting money, serving noodles, and picking up bowls, and Simao was so busy that he didn't have the effort to raise his head. At this time, Simao suddenly felt that the swallow was pulling his clothes on the side, and whispered in a timid voice: "Brother Simao, Brother Simao, look ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Simao turned her head to look at the swallow beside her, only to see that her pretty face was slightly pale, and she was looking in the direction in front of her with frightened eyes.

The leader is also dressed in flower shoes and big braids, the difference is that a palm-wide sash is tied around the waist, a beard, and a hideous scar from the eyebrows to the corners of the mouth, shiny. Simao knew that this person was one of the gangsters on Jubao Street, surnamed Liu, nicknamed Liu Scar, who made a living by bullying and dominating the market and selling murderous things. I have crossed paths with him in the casino, but they are all Pingshui meets, and they are not a business, so they nod when they meet occasionally, that's all.

"Brother Simao, this is yours, when you come to my brother's ground, don't tell my brother a word, I can let my brothers take care of you." Liu Scarzi said in a yin or yang manner.

The boss of the roasted wheat on the side came over and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, Brother Liu, don't be angry, Simao just came out of the stall, he doesn't understand the rules, blame us for not teaching him ......"

"Is there a place where you speak? Get out of the way. One of Liu Scar's subordinates raised his eyebrows and scolded the fat boss.

Simao glanced at the fat boss gratefully, and motioned for him to go back to his stall without interfering.

Another subordinate dragged over a bench and placed it in front of the stall, Liu Scarzi sat down with a big grin, and said with a big grin: "Brother, I'll open a piece for you, bring me a bowl, and taste your craftsmanship." ”

Simao glanced at Liu Scar, and said with a casual look: "Brother Liu, that's to save face for my brother, you wait a minute, it's okay right away." After speaking, Simao filled the noodles, blanched them, served them in a bowl, then added condiments, mixed well, and handed them to Liu Scarzi with both hands: "Brother Liu, you taste it." ”

Liu Scar's one-handed hand went to pick up the bowl, Simao just let go, and with a "bang", a bowl of steaming, fragrant noodles fell to the ground, and the bowl was broken into several pieces.

"Tut-tut, so careless, sincerely don't let the master eat, and you can't break the bowl, right?" Liu Scar looked at Simao with provocative eyes.

"Blame me, blame me, Brother Liu, don't be weird, I'll give you another bowl right away." After Simao finished smiling, his hands and feet began to serve noodles again, blanched, put in bowls, add condiments, and then mix well, this time Simao learned to be obedient, no longer handed over to Liu Scar, but held it with both hands and put it on the side of the burden, which was placed in front of Liu Scar, and made a gesture of invitation with both hands.

Liu Scarzi glanced at Simao, smiled wickedly, reached out to pick up the noodle bowl, and then let go of his hand, and the bowl of noodles was broken into several pieces again.

Simao's face looked ancient, but his eyes had begun to flash with a cold light: "Brother Liu, I am doing a small business, but I can't afford to throw dishes like this......."

Liu Scar sneered and said, "Brother Simao, you are a prime minister, why can't you do something empty?" The rules on the rivers and lakes are still gone. For the sake of our nodding friends, I opened your stall without getting started, which is already enough to give you face. I Liu Scar eats this street, and it hasn't been three or two days since I drank this street, you don't pay a penny of silver, you don't greet or fight, you occupy my territory to do business, I don't drop your bowl, don't you have to break my rules and drop my bowl? As he spoke, Liu Scarzi stretched out his hand: "A thousand big sons of silver on the ground, even if you occupy this pit, you will pay 100 wen per month, the price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, take the money........"

Before Liu Scarzi's words fell, a voice sounded: "Simao, I'll wrap up your noodles today, and I'll take you away if you can't finish eating." ”

Simao followed the prestige, and the one who walked with flowers and big braids and a long shirt was slipping away, who else could it be if it wasn't Ma Qinghu? Look behind him again, good guys, there are dozens of people in the black, judging from the way they dress, there are gangsters and strong workers. The news on Jubao Street spread quickly, Ma Qinghu learned that Simao had opened a noodle stall, so he brought all his brothers and people early this morning, and wanted to cheer him on, but what he didn't expect was that he saw Liu Scar and a mess of broken bowls and noodles on the ground from afar, Ma Qinghu of course knew what Liu Scar relied on for a living, and he also knew what he was doing today, so he deliberately dragged out his voice and shouted.