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I don't know how wrong this day is, seeing that it is already a small October, the little north wind should have blown away in previous years, and I can see a little paper-thin hoarfrost on the tile ridge in the morning, and I can feel a little stubble and ice slag in the bucket by the well. But the weather in front of this little October is a little warm and sunny?

The little apprentices of the shops and traders who got up early on the street to clean the street only waved their brooms a few times, and they could immediately see some brows of sweat on their heads, and they couldn't wear the jackets that were not too thick.

A new bucket of well water came up, stretched out his hand to copy a handful and sent it to his mouth to sip a mouthful, and immediately felt a stream of cold water vapor rushing straight into the intestines, but it was much worse than the meaning of the soft and warm well water in winter in previous years.

In previous years, whoever entered the second meat shop did not close the door curtain and walked away from the scene of the hot breath stored in the house to be scolded, but at this moment there is no trace, only the group gathered in the second meat shop to fight the tooth sacrifice of Liba shouted repeatedly, shouting that the shopkeeper in the second meat shop put a few pieces of hard coal in the stove, or it really roasted people to sit next to the stove.

Looking at the two meat shops on the street with tall curtains, there are fewer businesses than usual that can have twenty percent of the seats, and the shopkeeper of the wonton stall at the mouth of an alley on Zhushikou Street took advantage of the moment of leisure to bow to God with his hands folded: "My God, you can have more." Send out mercy and let the bitterness in our Sijiu City be warm for a few days. That is to call these people bitter ha take advantage of the warm weather and save some food in their stomachs, so that when the weather is cold, they can carry it for a few more days."

After drinking the remaining wonton soup in the bowl in one gulp, the strong man who looked like Liba on the seat glanced at the half-pulled nest head in his hand, and bit it the head of the nest, and then shouted at the stall shopkeeper with his hands folded: "The shopkeeper's heart is kind and kind." I borrowed this auspicious sentence from you, and I want to be able to take advantage of the two days when it is warm to do more work, and I can really stay up for a while when it is cold."

Glancing at the empty big bowl in front of Na Liba, the keeper of the wonton stall picked up the big spoon and added half a bowl of wonton soup to the big bowl in front of Na Liba: "Alas, this year is really chaotic and panicked!" Such a big city and customers all over the street are looking at it and walking in front of it, but this business is not easy to do! If it weren't for the warmth of the past few days. Poke a stall on the street and still be able to sit on the patrons, and it is estimated that my wonton stall will support the end of the day, which is enough to mix mixed mixed noodles porridge! As the old saying goes, those who sell cloth wear torn jackets, and those who burn kilns sleep in the open air, I think I have to add a sentence - those who sell wonton soup can't drink a mouthful of meat soup."

After thanking the shopkeeper who had added half a bowl of wonton soup to himself, Liba, who had stuffed the half-pulled head into his arms, sipped the piping hot wonton soup in small sips, and vaguely promised the wonton stall shopkeeper: "That's right!" As far as I'm messing around, I've never stopped talking! In the past few days, there are few Liba squatting under the big fence to do the work. If it weren't for the fact that a few days ago, I got a big job in the courtyard of Yijiazhuang outside the city. Anyway, I saved a few money, I'm afraid that the family will have to lie on the kang and not get off the ground, thank you shopkeeper, I still have to take over the stubble to go to the big fence to get work, you are prosperous! ”

"By your auspicious words, you have a lot of money!"

Seeing Naliba walking along Zhushikouer Street towards Dashilar, the shopkeeper of the wonton stall shook his head helplessly while cleaning up the table: "It's just this day." More than half of the patrons in Sijiu City who could summon Liba went to the Yijiazhuang courtyard outside the city to see the strangeness. Where else can there be so much work to summon Liba?"

As he spoke, the eyes of the wonton stall shopkeeper also unconsciously glanced towards the entrance of the main entrance of the fire not far away, and muttered in his mouth: "This day is evil, and people are also evil-Yoyoer has been doing evil for two days, why did the picker who sold bean juice poke the fire and didn't leave?" But after listening to Sijiu City, I haven't heard of bean juice pickers taking root on the street? How much money can you do in the end of this day? ”

Although it is far away. But at the stall where the wonton stall shopkeeper was muttering to himself, the gray-haired old man standing behind the bean juice picker suddenly raised his head and glanced at the wonton stall, and his eyes were full of clear light!

It is estimated that it was also at the top of the meal, and there were two strong men dressed as Liba buckles and searched for a few coins from their respective pockets. After counting the old man for a long time, he stepped in front of the bean juice picker, and spread the money on the slap as if he couldn't grasp the idea, and stretched out to the white-haired old man: "Shopkeeper, there are only a few of us brothers on us, which is enough to drink a bowl of bean juice." Do you send kindness and give a spoonful of spare? ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the two strong men standing in front of the bean juice picker, the gray-haired old man nodded slowly: "The small business needle is sharp, how much do you earn and how little do you lose?" The left is just a mouthful of bean juice, you two are so polite"

He slowly promised the two strong men in his mouth, and the gray-haired old man had two bowls of bean juice in his hands and handed them to the two strong men, and he didn't forget to sprinkle some spicy pickles on the bean juice.

Nodding gratefully to the gray-haired old man, the two strong men stood sideways in front of the bean juice picker, sipping the bean juice without a mouthful, but their eyes had already swept towards the gray-haired old man.

The old man with drooping eyelids, who was still shining in his two eyes, didn't seem to see the eyes of the two strong men looking at him, and only cared about picking up the bits and pieces on the bean juice picks slowly, but muttered to the two strong men in a low voice: "Counting the group of people who came to the road this morning, there are a total of five groups of people!" Looking at the posture of walking and sitting, it should almost be a practitioner with kung fu on his body, and he also has a hard fire in his waist! Explain the good product, even if you are carrying diamonds and daring to do porcelain work, you have to remember the old saying of being careful to sail a ship for ten thousand years! ”

Nodding without a trace, the sturdy man with a slightly shorter figure peeked at a stall selling walnut buns not far away, and whispered to the gray-haired old man: "Master Yan'er, that stall selling walnut buns"

Placing the bits and pieces on the bean juice pick, the gray-haired eyes snorted coldly: "I saw it early!" I poked it on the street two hours later than me, and none of the customers who answered it at the end of the day ate his buns and didn't scold the street! Seeing that his legs and feet can't reach under the desk of making buns, it should be a cold kiln where the guy is hiding (Note 1)! ”

"Lord Yan'er, we all know that you are a stake frame that Ah Pong Ye settled down in Sijiu City back then, and you can see through three feet under the ground with a pair of tricks! What about you?"

"What's the matter? Liangpin can bring a few of your brothers together, you are afraid that you should serve the kung fu of Liangpin, but you still haven't believed in Liangpin's ability to do things, and you plan to beat me here to find out the details? ”

"Eye, can you say this narrowly, right? Who doesn't know that Han Ye grew up watching you when you were a child, how many of our brothers don't dare"

"Don't talk about the soup and use it to pluck me! There are two cold kilns that can be seen in front of you, one is the steamed bun stall that you have already seen, and the other is on the wonton stall over there. ”

"That wonton stall is also a cold kiln? Where is the living kiln (Note 1) poked? ”

"I opened the curtain at the door of the second meat shop, did you see it?"

"Is that a living kiln?"

"There is also a grain shop and a teahouse on the street at both ends of the main entrance of the fire, which are also living kilns settled by the Japanese!"

"Lord Yan'er, these two meat shops, tea houses, and grain shops are all traders who have been poked on Zhushikouer Street for many years, how can they also be called Japanese live kilns?"

"Back then, Ah Pong Ye settled me in Sijiu City as a stake frame, and what I did was to sell bean juice for a living! In the past few decades, if I don't show my head, who can figure out that I still have one of Ah Pongye's eyes on my body?! ”

"Are you saying that the Japanese have long settled a lot of live kilns in these four or nine cities?! Is this really big enough? But the main gate of the fire has just poked the pole in the Sijiu City, and it is not a hall with years at all, so the Japanese"

didn't wait for the eye to speak again, and the other strong man standing in front of the bean juice picker had already put his elbow on his companion's rib fan: "Seeing Tian'er, you're either thinking about eating fragrant food and drinking spicy food, or thinking about how much money you can carry in your pocket, can you still think about it in your brain?" I forgot the number of roads to prepare dark kilns and secret camps on the rivers and lakes, haven't they?! ”

The weighty elbow of his companion slammed his teeth, and the shorter man grinned and muttered, "Didn't I think about it for a while?" Eye, since the Japanese have prepared cold kilns and stirred up live kilns, why did it take two days of hard work, just seeing them walking around, but not doing anything at all? Let's just wait, when will we have to wait until we become the leader? ”

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at the wonton stall again, and the eyelids drooped again: "Just today, at noon, the people who walked the cold kiln to talk to each other didn't break the story!" I guess it's going to be soon! (To be continued......)

PS: Note 1: Cold kiln and live kiln are the old black words. A cold kiln is a place where weapons, property, and important documents and tokens are hidden. The living kiln refers to the various places where the troops are stationed and the tail is swept after the break.

I'm on a business trip tomorrow, and I'll update it if I have time to write. If only it was true

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