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, and then throw down three or five big children, come to a bowl of hot wonton soup and tofu brain, and have to shout to the shopkeeper of the small stall with a cold voice: "Thank you, thick with coriander and chili!"

Waiting for a big bowl of wonton soup and tofu brain sprinkled with chopped coriander and chili oil to be brought to him, and then he asked for Liuyao 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 heat hit his stomach along his throat and eyes, stabbing his heart and mouth with a spicy 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 strength to hit the past, then it is not 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. I saw that the customer 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 residual soup in the bowl, looking like he couldn't eat enough but was reluctant, and the shopkeeper immediately leaned over with a smiling face, and the words were all intimate and considerate: "This master, I'll add another soup to you here, and you moisten your throat?"

People say that melon seeds are not full of benevolence (homonym, the meaning of taking people's hearts). To be able to 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 poor people, and when it comes to the end, they have nothing to repay others for their kindness, so they can only do their best to help others buy and sell on weekdays.

Over time, it went by. People are not familiar with people, and faces are familiar. 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 is already shouting to let the shopkeeper of the small stall add soup and condiments, tossing endlessly, I can't wait to take the two eldest sons to eat a meal that can withstand three days of hunger!

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 on the ground, farting on the fertile field, and soaking shit for thirty miles, so it has to be pulled in every mile of his own house, for fear of a loss.

It is estimated that I saw Tian'er in front of a wonton soup stall, and I also saw the little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall adding some soup for the customers, and sometimes I bumped into an acquaintance, and I could spare a few wontons. The master who didn't take advantage of it enough also moved his mind.

At first, it wasn't too embarrassing, that is, it took a few big children to sit on the wonton soup stall for a morning, when they could fill themselves with water, and when they could slowly walk home in three chairs.

But later. This master, who didn't take advantage of the advantages, has grown his ability, and can 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 can drink the twenty-two drinking cauldron of the soup shallowly, and the 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. Just this marijuana thunder with the thickness of filial piety's wrist, a single explosion can race over 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 can startle the snakes, insects, rats and ants that hibernate in the ground all wake up from hibernation, the master who has taken advantage of it is not enough. At that time, it was just a stumbling and falling 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.

It was only at this time that the big guy understood that the master who took advantage of the situation was tying a large 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. Seriously, it is called even eating and taking, and the two are not delayed.

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 jars and the hot soup was scalded out of a bubble, and a long shirt was also torn by the rapid three fires and four to become the appearance of a hundred clothes, which really outweighed the loss!

At that time, there were neat-nosed patrons on that scene. Deng Shi couldn't hold back his laughter, and pointed to the owner of the wine jar in the crotch of his pants and laughed: "Hey I said the shopkeeper, your family's business has become a spirit, why can this soup can still run with long legs?" What if those two legs weren't cooked 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 such a soup can, full of stuff worth a few big kids, 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 added soup to the bowl of a middle-aged man with a burnt face and some tattered clothes, but he shook his head secretly - just in the morning, this middle-aged man with a burnt face had not moved since he sat down, and his eyes were also looking directly at a small courtyard across the street. How can you look at it with something in your heart and absent-minded?

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

It is estimated that he also feels that he has been sitting on this wonton soup stall for too long, and 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 to find a dozen or so eldest sons from his arms. Gently put it on the table: "Shopkeeper, I sat here all morning, but I 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 wiped it lightly on the table, and the dozen or so eldest sons disappeared suddenly, and then smiled at the little shopkeeper: "Then I can admit your affection 9 I have to ask you about something-in the small courtyard across the street, are there two gentlemen living from outside?"

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

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 reached out and put the dozen or so big men on the table: "Shopkeeper." I have to trouble you - are you tired of sending me two bowls of wonton soup to the small courtyard? 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. 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. After a moment's effort, a very stiff voice sounded in the small courtyard: "Who is it?"

With that very stiff voice. The wooden door of the small courtyard was suddenly pulled open, and two sturdy men dressed neatly dressed in short clothes put their hands behind their waists and stared at the small shopkeeper holding the tray in his hand.

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, "That's it. Huh? It's still there."

Glancing 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 the other hand was holding the tray that the little shopkeeper had just put aside: "Shopkeeper, come with two bowls of wonton soup, and then borrow your tray to make it!"

I don't look at the dumbfounded appearance of the little shopkeeper of the wonton soup stall. The nine monkeys who snatched the tray in their hands quickly crossed the street, raised their hands and knocked 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. 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 that you sent 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 you two should 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 here, but it's really cheap for me."