After walking around the big city and small town, the vendor's wallet was no longer dripping with blood, and it was deflated like a hundred and ten overloaded back eight, and you didn't think it was a wallet when it was thrown to the ground, and you thought it was someone who wiped the paper on the ass.

Sweating profusely, she sat in the car blowing the air conditioner, looking at Li Yue'er who was holding a cup of milk tea in the passenger seat, "Do you still want to buy it?" ”

Li Yue'er threw the empty cup out of the window very unprofessionally, and the vendor escaped before a man with a red armband caught up, "Don't buy it, it's enough to sell for a while"

"Okay, let's go back"

On Chang'an Street, the hawker was driving a car and preparing to send Li Yue'er to Shenglong, and when he saw Zhu Laoba on the way, he remembered that since he was going to hold a Ten Thousand Dharma Meeting, you must at least have to be in a decent place.

Pressed the horn, Zhu Laoba found the bread of the hawker opposite his car, Zhu Laoba is now also developed, has been following the hawker conscientiously, in order to encourage, the hawker gave him a Foton light truck, white, two rows of seats in the front, the kind that can pull two tons and a half of goods in the back, if anyone can't imagine the shape of this car, let me remind you, in the past, the family planning office used to drive this car to the countryside to catch sheep and cattle, now understand!

Of course, although this car is common in us, but Tang Zhu Laoba is the only one, mainly because the hawker thinks that he usually wants to pull a building material or something, so he gives him this thing, Zhu Laoba also likes this thing, how to-road pulling goods, it's okay, brush it clean and take the family to take relatives to have face.

At this time, he was taking a few workers to show off, and when he saw that it was a hawker, he quickly parked the car on the side of the road and came over to greet the hawker, "Oh, Uncle is you, Uncle, Princess"

The vendor handed him a cigarette, "Okay, it's all right, is the eighth child busy these two days?" ”

Zhu Laoba lit a cigarette, "What's the matter, uncle, are you in trouble?" “

"Sort of, if you're busy, I'll find someone else"

Zhu Laoba patted his chest, "No matter how busy you are, uncle, your business is the most important, you say, what's the matter?"

"In this way, you go to Xuandu to see Elder Wang, and in two days there will be a meeting in the Daomen, and you ask him to arrange a venue for you."

"Okay, uncle, don't worry, I'll help you do it"

"That's okay, I'll rest assured that you're doing something, let's go."

Walk a little further, to the star of the Lord Picking, this is just built in the first half of last year, the place where Lao Yuan used to measure the calendar, plus the armillary sphere above is nearly fifty meters high, the whole building across Suzaku Street, the high doorway at the bottom, can walk side by side eight large trucks are not crowded.

It can be said that this building is a strong evidence of the hawker's strength in showing the strength of the Daomen, and since the day it was completed, the people of Chang'an have regarded it as the second landmark building in addition to the statue of Wude.

Seeing that the instrument on the top of the Star Picking Pavilion was moving, the peddler knew that Lao Yuan and Li Chunfeng were probably busy, so he picked up the walkie-talkie, "Lao Yuan, are you up there?" ”

After a while, Lao Yuan poked his head out from above and took a look, and hurriedly ran down, not caring about wiping his sweat, "Uncle Shi, why are you here?" ”

"I happened to see you explain something when I passed by, I'm not here for a few days, the old Taoist has a meeting over there, if you're not busy here, go over and take care of it"

Lao Yuan wiped his sweat with his sleeve, it seems that it was a mistake to pretend to be uneasy when he built the Star Pavilion "Okay, anyway, the calculation calendar will not be able to work for a while and a half"

"Well, that's it, you get busy first"

Sent Li Yue'er to Shenglong, and put down the clothes she bought by the way, a few ladies who were buying clothes saw that there were new goods again, and immediately rushed up like a new duck in a nightclub, and hugged themselves in their arms without asking the price, what a desire this is!

In line with the principle of ignoring indecent conduct, the hawker does not plan to peek at people to try on clothes, go downstairs to inspect their own shop, not bad, although two years have passed, the market in Chang'an is almost saturated, but with the reputation of the Shenglong more and more far-reaching, now there are still many people downstairs who are buying things, and it is not the kind of only buying what they need before, many people look like they are engaged in wholesale, and some good things are bought in piles, just like the money is blowing in the wind!

And now the Shenglong sells not only modern items, but also imitations of modern items produced in Datang on several shelves, such as the two-eight bars made of wood, such as Lao Liu Ji's burning knife and so on!

The hawker nodded with satisfaction, this is what the correct technology tree looks like, if you let yourself keep reselling modern items and don't support local enterprises in Datang, sooner or later one day Daomen will also have a bad reputation for eating people and fattening like our Buddhism!

Li Hongsheng was settling accounts in the backyard manager's room, and when he heard that the hawker was coming, he came over politely, "How about uncle, are you still satisfied with the current Shenglong?" ”

"Yes, it's not bad, Hongsheng has worked hard"

Li Hongsheng smiled, "It's not hard, it's not hard, you see my belly is up," after speaking, he pinched the slightly bulging belly and showed it to the vendor.

The vendor patted him on the shoulder, "If you have time to exercise, don't mess with the concubine every day"

Li Hongsheng's face flushed, he has indeed been a little indulgent recently, "Hongsheng remembers the teachings of his uncle"

"It's okay, don't be so nervous, I understand, young man, pay attention to moderation, the Shenglong is all up to you"

"Uncle praised it falsely, I promise that except for the current eight rooms, I will never go home again"

The hawker has an urge to beat people, are you showing off my wealth here? Drove Li Hongsheng away, and the hawker walked around Chang'an with great interest, seeing the flattering smiling faces of the Chang'an Township Party, and the hawker's face was filled with a sense of happiness that flies fell into the dung pit!

At night, I was tired of Li Yue'er all night, and the next day the vendor yawned and returned to the town before the door opened in Daxian Jewelry, just as the hawker was holding his waist with both hands, and giving himself kidney massage time with actions that others could not see, the store manager came.

The store manager was personally selected by Lao Huang, a vigorous young woman who had just turned thirty years old, even in the winter, this girl was only wearing a long down jacket, wearing a formal suit inside, slightly unbuttoning the two buttons of the shirt, the vendor stood on the steps of the door and secretly glanced at it, and almost fell in.

The store manager knew the hawker, saw the hawker's eyes, and shook a mature woman's charming smile at the hawker, and then greeted him with a serious face, "Mr. Niu, you are here"

The vendor knew that his actions just now were watched by this girl, so he deliberately didn't look at her, and stared at the breakfast stall in the distance, "Well, you came quite early."

The store manager opened the door and replied to the vendor, "No way, who made us work part-time, don't we all have to serve you?"

The latter sentence is very good for you, the hawker feels that he will definitely lose his life if he talks to this girl again, and it just so happens that the other clerks are also here, so the hawker follows in and runs to Lao Huang's office to make up for sleep.

The store manager turned on the air conditioner in the store, felt the temperature, made a phone call after arranging the work of the clerks, and then walked to the office door and knocked on the door, "Mr. Niu, the dance team is here, what do you think of the arrangement?" (To be continued.) )