On a cold day, the pedestrians walking on the streets of Sijiucheng are almost all looking like they are hooked up and sleeves and in a hurry, and they can't wait to rush to the place where they want to run early, even if they sit in the house and drink a bowl of hot water to get rid of the cold in their hearts and warm their internal organs, it is also a race over the taste of the gods in the sky.

And those Sijiu City gentlemen who still have to go to the street to beg for a living in this cold day, when they are really too cold to stand, they can only look forward to getting into the second meat shop on the street when they are eating, and begging for a bowl of boiling water with a smile on the shopkeeper of the second meat shop, and eating half a thick noodle nest with the boiling water, and then using the half-bright and dark roasting stove in the second meat shop, so that the bones of the body that had been frozen stiff a little warmer, and then reluctantly returned to the cold and biting street to carry the work and eat the rut!

There are also a few big children in the waist, and I can't find a second-meat shop that can warm people up for a while when I walk on the street, so I ran to the wonton soup and tofu brain stalls on the side of the street.

Choose a leeward table to sit down, first snort and inhale the white mist smell of the meat oil fragrance, and then throw down three or five eldest sons, come to a bowl of hot wonton soup and tofu brain, and have to shout at the shopkeeper of the small stall with a cold voice: "Thank you, thick with coriander and chili!" ”

Waiting for the big bowl of wonton soup and tofu brain sprinkled with minced coriander and chili oil to be brought to him, and then he asked for two to burn from the stall next to him while it was hot, stretched his neck and gently took a sip of hot soup, only to feel that the hot breath hit his stomach along his throat and eyes, stabbing his heart and mouth with a hot burning pain, so that he could take a long sigh, feel that people live for a lifetime, and can see that Tian'er has this comfortable energy to hit his body. Then it will not be in vain to have worked hard in this world!

It is also said that the people in Sijiu City are kind-hearted, not to mention the size of the transaction, the eyes of the shopkeeper are all looking at the customer's thoughts, doing good deeds and understanding the face of others. As soon as I saw that the patron sitting on his stall had finished drinking a bowl of wonton soup and tofu brain, his fingers pinched the shriveled trouser belt in his waist, and his eyes were staring at the remaining half of the soup in the bowl, looking like he couldn't eat enough but was reluctant, and the shopkeeper immediately leaned over with a smiling face. The words are all intimate and considerate: "This master, I'll add another soup to you here, and you can moisten your throat?" ”

People say that melon seeds are not full of benevolence (homonym, the meaning of taking people's hearts), and can get the care of this small stall shopkeeper, although the extra soup is really worthless, but in this cold weather, it can really warm people's hearts. They are all miserable people from poor families, and in the end, there is nothing that can repay others for their kindness. can only do his best on weekdays to help the eldest sons in his waist to help others buy and sell.

As time goes by, people are familiar with their faces. A few simple greetings were exchanged in person, revealing the easy-going intimacy of acquaintances.

But in this world, the same rice feeds hundreds of people, and there are kind people who know how to repay their kindness, so naturally there must be bitter characters who take advantage of them and don't have enough.

It doesn't matter whether it is a meal or not, I sat on the stall of wonton soup and tofu brain, and drank a bowl of wonton soup and tofu brain in three or two sips, and I haven't swallowed the soup in my throat yet. The mouth was already shouting to let the shopkeeper of the small stall add soup and condiments, and toss endlessly. I can't wait to eat the two eldest sons to carry three days of hungry food!

But whenever I bumped into such a master, the shopkeeper of the small stall was really right, and I always thought that I couldn't offend the customer because of the two mouthfuls of soup. Even if you don't want to see the master who takes advantage of you enough, you still have to take care of the face of those sincere customers next to you, right?

I don't know if it's a real thing, or if it's a joke made up by those masters who don't have enough to take advantage of it, the shopkeeper who sets up a food stall in Sijiu City knows a story that can make people laugh and lose their big teeth.

It is said that the boundary to the left of the front door lives a master who picks the door to the house and takes advantage of it. Seriously, it is called peeing and watering the ground, farting and fertilizing the field, and a soak of shit for thirty miles, then it has to be pulled in the thatched house of his own house, for fear of a loss.

It is estimated that Tian'er has passed in front of a wonton soup stall, and they have all seen the little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall adding some soup for the customer. Sometimes when I bumped into an acquaintance and could spare a few wontons, this master who didn't take advantage of it enough also moved his mind.

At first, it wasn't too annoying, that is, it took a few big children to sit on the wonton soup stall all morning, when they could fill themselves with water, and when they could slowly pacing home step by step.

But later, this master who didn't take advantage of it had grown up, and he could sit on the wonton soup stall from the morning until the second half of the morning, drinking the soup bowl after bowl endlessly, and he could drink the twenty-two drinking cauldron of the soup to a shallow amount of less than three percent!

If this is a matter of one or two times, it is estimated that no one can really pay attention to this little thing. can't stand this master who doesn't take advantage of enough, and he has been tossing so much for ten days and half a month, not only the little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall feels that something is wrong, but even those regular customers who often come and go, they can see what is wrong with this - even if it is a camel, it can't stand pouring soup into the stomach like this, right?

Coincidentally, there is a regular customer who often eats and drinks at this wonton soup stall likes to watch some juggling on the overpass, and carefully stares at the master who takes advantage of the advantage for three days, but he really sees some clues - the master who takes advantage of the advantage is not enough, every time he comes back, he is wearing a spacious robe, and when he walks aisle, he also splits his crotch and steps with the grandfather, a cautious, for fear of stepping on the ants if he walks fast.

Look at the master who took advantage of the lack of enough to drink the soup, it was full of a big bowl of hot soup, that is, three or two mouthfuls could be poured into the mouth. Regardless of whether this master's throat and eyes are really so wide, that is, his mouth can't bear such hot soup, right?

It's also the familiar customer who likes to watch juggling to make a joke, and when he comes to this wonton soup stall again the next day to sit, he quietly carries a cannonball of marijuana thunder in his arms. It was easy to wait for the master who had not had enough to get up from the bench before he walked out to the street, and the regular customer reached out and touched the cannonball of the cannon, lit the fuse on the stove above the wonton soup stand, and raised his hand to bring the sizzling and smoking cannonball of cannons to the center of the street.

The workshops that can do cannons in Sijiu City are just Tao, Bu, Yi, and Zhu, and the four century-old ones are all the best products that can be paid tribute to the palace. It's just a marijuana thunderbolt the thickness of a child's wrist. A single explosion can beat a thunder on dry land, and it is specially used to make up the number of nine thunders in the sky when it is stung, and to wake up the plaything to conform to the time of the day!

Frightened by such a thing that could startle the snakes, insects, rats and ants that hibernate underground all woke up from hibernation, the master who had just walked steadily and took advantage of it was just a stumbling to the ground. But it didn't take a moment for him to lie on the ground, but he suddenly jumped up from the ground, screaming and tearing at the robe that suddenly became sober.

Until this time. The big guy only understood - the master who didn't take advantage of the feeling was tying a big wine jar with a strip of cloth between his legs, and a flared leather funnel was tied under the collar of his neck.

Others saw that this master was drinking soup, but in fact, all the hot soup was poured into the leather funnel at the mouth of the bell by this master, and then poured into the wine jar along a sheep intestine tube tied to his body.

It's just that I didn't expect to be frightened by the movement of the hemp thunder, and I didn't see any serious injuries when I fell to the ground, but the two legs were so that the wine jar was full of hot soup and scalded out of a bubble, and a long shirt was also torn under the rapid tearing of the clothes into a hundred clothes. It's really worth the loss!

At that time, there were neat-mouthed customers on the scene, and they couldn't help laughing, pointing to the owner with a wine jar in the crotch of his pants and laughing: "Hey, I said the shopkeeper, your family's business has become a monster, why does this soup can still run with long legs?" What if those two legs weren't scalded for three points, I guess I could run home by myself with this soup can, right? ”

That is, since the story has been circulated, anyone who sees those masters who sit on the stalls and take advantage of them is not enough, and they don't leave, and those little shopkeepers who are doing business in a bunch don't say anything on the surface. But secretly, they joked with each other: "I'm here to congratulate you!" It's only been a morning's work, and you've got another good deal to do! ”

"Hey, you're kidding me, aren't you? It's just a soup can. It's worth a few big stuff when it's full, and you really want me to let it run away on its own, can't you? ”

"Not really! If you don't pay attention, you have to pay attention to the two legs."

In the midst of this helpless self-deprecation, the shopkeeper had a spoonful of soup in his hand, but he had to add it to the master's bowl that was not enough

The current year is not good, and the world is also chaotic. It's good to be able to support the business and barely earn a living, but where do you dare to really offend the customer?

Pinching the big spoon in his hand, the small shopkeeper of a wonton soup stall near the left side of Niuma Market in the south of the city was adding soup to the bowl of a middle-aged man with a burnt face and some tattered clothes, but he shook his head secretly - just this morning's work. This middle-aged man with a scorched face hasn't moved since he sat down, and his eyes are also looking directly at a small courtyard across the street.

Could it be that this master is also a soup can?

Estimating that he had been sitting on this wonton soup stall for too long, the middle-aged man with a burnt face looked up and smiled at the little shopkeeper who had added soup to him several times, and reached out and took out a dozen or so eldest sons from his arms, and gently put them on the table: "Shopkeeper, I have been sitting here all morning, but I have delayed your business." ”

Hurriedly put the big spoon in his hand into the soup pot, and the little shopkeeper waved his hand to the middle-aged man with a burnt face and responded: "You can't do this!" Those who do business in the world always follow the will of the customer, and there is no reason to urge the customer to pay his waist! If you want to have a bowl of wonton soup again, I'll serve it to you! If you want to sit and relax for a while, you can do it! ”

Seeing that the little shopkeeper was solidly letting himself look, the middle-aged man with a scorched face was not hypocritical, and hugged his fist towards the little shopkeeper with a smile on his face

, Stretched out his hand and gently wiped it on the table, and the dozen or so eldest sons disappeared suddenly, and then smiled at the little shopkeeper: "Then I can accept your affection!" I have to ask you something--in the small courtyard across the street, are there two gentlemen from outside? ”

After a little hesitation, the little shopkeeper, who obviously didn't want to make trouble, nodded slowly: "There are really two gentlemen living in that small courtyard." Yesterday, I also came to my stall to eat wonton soup. But I'm not sure if they're from outside! ”

Squinting his eyes, the middle-aged man with a scorched face seemed to know that the little shopkeeper would reply to him like this, but he stretched out his hand and put the dozen or so big men on the table: "Shopkeeper, I have to trouble you - are you tired of sending two bowls of wonton soup to the small courtyard for me?" I estimated that the two gentlemen living in the small courtyard should be two friends I know, probably all of them want to hide in this forty-nine city? You're scared. I'm not a bad person, I just want to play a joke on my two friends. As soon as they opened the door and saw me, they immediately understood! ”

Looking at the small courtyard that was only one street away from his stall, the little shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly: "Cheng, I'll send wonton soup to your two friends!" ”

The little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall took a half-new tray and carried two bowls of hot wonton soup through the street, raising his hand and knocking on the wooden door of the small courtyard. But for a moment. A very stiff voice was already sounding in the small courtyard: "Who is it?" ”

With that very stiff voice, the wooden door of the independent courtyard was suddenly pulled open, and two sturdy men dressed in neat and short costumes put their hands behind their waists, staring at the small shopkeeper holding the tray.

Just looking at the two sturdy men with angry eyes, the little shopkeeper suddenly felt frightened, and said to the two sturdy men who had eaten wonton soup in their stall last night: "Your two friends, ask me to send you two bowls of wonton soup!" That's the one."

Looking in the direction pointed by the little shopkeeper, the two hardcover men looked at the empty stall. Immediately raised his eyebrows and whispered, "What friend? ”

Half-turned around in surprise, the little shopkeeper replied, "What about that person?" It's still there."

Look at each other. The two sturdy men suddenly slammed the courtyard door shut: "Get out!" ”

Zhang Er King Kong was confused, and the little shopkeeper helplessly returned to his small stall with the tray, while cleaning up the big bowl that the middle-aged man with a burnt face had just used. As soon as he took the big bowl in his hand, a piece of ocean pressed under the bowl suddenly met the eyes of the little shopkeeper.

I was very surprised to take the ocean in my hand, and the little shopkeeper subconsciously blew on the ocean, and then brought the ocean to his ear to listen. While muttering in surprise: "Spend a dollar on the ocean, just for such a joke?" This is really evil."

didn't wait for the little shopkeeper who was full of lawsuits to take the ocean that had just arrived into his arms, and he didn't know where to stare at a half-grown child, throwing twenty or thirty big children on the table with one hand, and holding the tray that the little shopkeeper had just put aside: "Shopkeeper." Two bowls of wonton soup and borrow this tray from you! ”

Without looking at the dumbfounded appearance of the little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall, he snatched the tray in his hand and walked through the street quickly, raising his hand and knocking on the wooden door of the small courtyard: "The two masters in the house, there are two bowls of wonton soup that your friend ordered to send here!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the wooden door of the independent courtyard was pulled open again, and the two sturdy men standing in front of the door couldn't help but reach out and pinch the two arms of the nine monkeys, and almost shouted to the nine monkeys: "Who is this wonton soup, asked you to send it?" ”

Blinking desperately, the frightened look on the nine monkeys' faces was obvious, and they even stumbled when they spoke: "Isn't this just your two friends still sitting on our stall?" Our shopkeeper sent it to you once, but you two didn't accept it, and your friend asked me to send it over, and the money has already been given! ”

Glancing at each other, and then looking at the shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall across the street who was wiping his hands with an apron and stretching his neck to look at him, the two sturdy men who lived in the small courtyard of the house whispered to the nine monkeys again: "What does the person who asked you to bring the wonton soup look like?" ”

With a somewhat sluggish and stupid appearance, the nine monkeys were stunned for a long time, and then they responded as if they were a little uncertain: "I didn't pay attention to what this looks like, did I?" It's quite stylish, and the accent and movement of the voice are not far from the two of you, both of which mean that they are hard. I also said that I asked you two to pay attention to what chrysanthemum snake stewed pigeon or something."

After looking at each other again, the two sturdy men both let go of their grips and slapped the shoulder blades of the nine monkeys. One of them, looking at the slightly older and sturdy man, stretched out his hand and took out a dozen or so eldest sons from his arms, raised his hand and threw them on the tray held by the nine monkeys: "Take the wonton soup away, don't come to work hard for us again!" Reward money for you! ”

Slowly moving his steps backwards, the nine monkeys watched the two sturdy men close the courtyard door again, and listened to the gentle footsteps leaving the courtyard gate in their ears, and then turned around and returned to the wonton soup stall across the street, sat down at a table with a golden knife, and while receiving the dozen or so big men on the tray into his arms, he shouted to the little shopkeeper who was already stupid on the spot: "Shopkeeper, please give me some chili peppers!" I don't eat anything to eat, but it's really cheap for me" (to be continued......)