Chapter 41: Yun Zixuan
"Fatty, just say something, why do you say something?" Fang Ding raised his eyebrows, and saw that Li Chenglong seemed to have something to say.
"Brother Ding, then I'll say it!" Li Chenglong's gaze suddenly became firm, and he looked directly at Fang Ding.
"Brother Ding, I want you to help me make up for my lessons!"
Li Chenglong's tone was extremely sincere when he spoke, and at the same time, after saying this, the whole person was a little shy, and the cheeks on both sides were slightly flushed, I don't know if it was because of more meat or because of shyness.
"This ......"
Fang Ding looked at Li Chenglong and did not speak.
"What's wrong? Brother Ding, if you don't want to, forget it, I'm actually just saying that. ”
Li Chenglong thought that Fang Ding was going to reject him, so he hurriedly explained something, and the whole person looked a little nervous.
"Haha, what's wrong with you today, between the two of us, what's not going to work! When do I start making up classes? Fang Ding smiled and looked at Li Chenglong, who was restrained today, a little unclear.
Li Chenglong said with a happy face: "Brother Ding, you agreed!" ”
Li Chenglong's face was overjoyed.
Originally, he thought that since Fang Ding took the first place in the school, there was a distance between him and Fang Ding, and he was no longer the two penultimate and second-to-last ones before.
The friendship when I was a student was very simple, usually based on grades, one and two, usually the relationship was very good, and it could even be said that it was sympathetic!
However, after Li Chenglong saw Fang Ding's recent changes, he always felt that there seemed to be an extra distance between him and Fang Ding, which made him a little unfamiliar with Fang Ding.
Last time, after witnessing Fang Ding's perfect score and the first place in the school, Li Chenglong silently asked himself in his heart to be able to catch up with Shang Ding, and the worst of all, he also had to be at the forefront of the class!
However, after he immersed himself in hard study, he found that he had fallen too far, and any knowledge point could make him think for a long time, and his efficiency was extremely low.
In order to catch up quickly, Li Chenglong had to consult Fang Ding. In the past, he knew about the local Ding, and the foundation was even inferior to him, but he could get the first place in the school in a short period of time, and Fang Ding definitely had some special methods.
Originally, Li Chenglong thought that Fang Ding would not tell himself this method and would not give himself a make-up lesson, so when he asked Fang Ding today, the whole person looked very restrained.
Fang Ding was able to promise him without thinking about it, and Li Chenglong was very grateful.
"Brother Ding, do you have time at night?" Li Chenglong asked.
"Yes, I have a lot of time." Fang Ding said to Li Chenglong with a smile, the whole person released a little momentum, making his whole person look like a spring breeze, and not putting pressure on Li Chenglong,
"Okay!"
Li Chenglong made an OK gesture, and Fang Ding left the campus.
Fang Ding casually found a stall selling noodles at the stall outside at noon.
The stall is like the kind of temporary stall, the whole stall, only four stainless steel iron pillars, built a simple shed, under the shed, there are five or six tables, almost 20 people can sit.
This stall has been set up for several years, and generally the people who come to this stall to eat are some workers at the nearby construction site, as well as some students, because a bowl of noodles here is cheap and full, almost seven yuan for a bowl of noodles, which is enough for an adult to eat!
The amount is large and full, and at the same time, the marinade poured by this stall seems to be a secret sauce, and the taste is excellent.
"Boss, let's have a small bowl of noodles!"
As soon as Fang Ding stepped into this stall, there were already more than a dozen people sitting in the shed, almost all of them were uncles who had just gotten off work on the construction site.
Fang Ding watched the uncles snorting and eating noodles, and instantly felt an appetite.
Fang Ding had never been to this kind of place before.
Like many students, love face is one thing, many students are vain, and they have to go to restaurants for dinner, and they often don't pay attention to this kind of small place because of the bad environment.
Second, there is the chaos of the environment. Here, it is usually uncles who come down from the construction site, everyone is dressed ordinarily, and there is dust on their faces, and timid students may even be frightened.
However, Fang Ding didn't care about any of this.
The only money he has in his pocket is not much, he can save it, and at the same time, he prefers this environment, which gives him a sense of reality.
Whew!
Listening to the sound of the uncles munching on noodles, Fang Ding's appetite was full for a while, and he felt that this was the respect for food.
Instead of in the restaurant, those big fish and meat with wine tables and various processing methods, the whole wine table, the dishes did not move a few sips, the wine kept drinking, and they kept claiming to be the wine table culture.
Fang Ding scoffed at the so-called wine table culture, with a look of disdain.
"Which brine are you going to pour?"
A coquettish voice sounded, and Fang Ding saw a girl wearing a long apron in front of her walking out of the backstage.
"Classmate Fang Ding!"
Suddenly, the girl called out Fang Ding's name, and casually stroked the broken hair on her forehead, looking smart and generous.
"Hello, do we know each other?" Fang Ding's face was dazed, he didn't know the other party, but since the other party had said hello, Fang Ding smiled faintly in response.
"Haha, why are you the famous Fang Ding classmate of Jianghai No. 1 Middle School, now it is estimated that no one does not know him!"
The girl laughed heartily, and her every move made her look downright and generous!
Fang Ding's first image of this girl is very mature and generous.
"It's like I'm famous." Fang Ding also responded with a smile, and at the same time asked the other party's name.
"Yun Zixuan!"
The other party had no scruples and told Fang Ding directly. Through a few simple conversations, Fang Ding had a general understanding of Yun Zixuan's situation.
Yun Zixuan, Jianghai No. 1 Middle School, a student in Class 6.
This noodle stall was opened by Yun Zixuan's parents, and it has been open for several years, and the income is okay.
Yun Zixuan would come over to help almost every day after school. The busiest time is noon. In the afternoon, as soon as Yun Zixuan got out of school, his parents also closed the stall and went home together.
"By the way, don't stand stupidly, which brine do you pour? I'll invite you for this meal! Yun Zixuan looked at Fang Ding, the spoon was ready.
"That's all there is to it!" Fang Ding pointed, a tomato and egg stew, and a meat braised zizi.
"I didn't expect you to have a good eye! Our marinade, just these two, the sauce has the longest boiling time! At the same time, it is also the most delicious! ”
Yun Zixuan poured brine on Fang Ding, the whole process was clean and natural, there was no mud and water, obviously he often did this work.
After taking the face, Fang Ding took out a piece of ten yuan from his pocket and handed it to Yun Zixuan.
"The first time we met, let the beauties invite me to dinner, I'm sorry, next time!" Fang Ding could see that although Yun Zixuan said that the income of her family's noodle stall was okay, it was obviously a small business.
It's almost seven yuan for a bowl of noodles, and you have to sell about 100 bowls of noodles a day to make a profit!
"Well, I didn't expect that the full score legend of Jianghai No. 1 Middle School is quite shy! Next time, don't say no! Otherwise, it seems that I am so unattractive! ”
Yun Zixuan said jokingly, but he didn't understand what Fang Ding meant, and suddenly, his favorability towards Fang Ding in his heart increased a lot.
Originally, he knew about Fang Ding through the campus forum of Jianghai No. 1 Middle School. At the campus forum, Fang Ding has all kinds of materials. Even gossip, rumors, gossip, all kinds of news, all kinds of news, all kinds of news, all kinds of news!
In this school-wide ranking, Yun Zixuan was squeezed out of the top ten in the school, just because Fang Ding and Xia Xixi were born.
Originally, Yun Zixuan's influence on Fang Ding was a super dark horse who worked hard and counterattacked in a month, and it should be that the whole person was relatively dull and taciturn.
But when I saw it today, this Fang Ding was not only very talkative, but even delicate, not like a student at all, and he was very mature in his work, which made her impressed.
Suddenly!
A loud trumpet shouted from outside the shed.
"Old Yuntou, come out for us!"
The people eating noodles in the shed looked for the sound, and more than a dozen people blocked the entrance of the shed, everyone was fierce and vicious, obviously looking for trouble.
Hearing this voice, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of the back kitchen, holding a rolling pin in his hand, and his face was also angry.
Fang Ding instantly understood that this should be Yun Zixuan's father.
"Why, old Li Tou, old Wang Tou, come to me to make trouble again!" Yun Zixuan's father had a very loud voice, and his whole person's momentum was not weak compared to the dozen or so people at the door.
Fang Ding saw Yun Zixuan touch his forehead, shook his head and sighed.
Fang Ding asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Do you know these people? ”
Yun Zixuan also sat down, sat opposite Fang Ding, and said in a low voice: "These people are also small traders who open restaurants and stalls nearby, but because my family's marinade tastes better, and the quantity is large and cheap, our customers here are often overwhelming!" ”
"So, they're jealous of your business?" Speaking of this, Fang Ding knew a rough idea.
Yun Zixuan nodded, looking helpless.
Fang Ding couldn't say anything, after all, this kind of thing was not that simple.
It can't be simply said that my family's marinade has a secret sauce and has an excellent taste, so the business is hot to simply measure.
After all, everyone is on the same street, and they all come out to earn money to support their families, and if one person monopolizes everyone's interests, he will be angry after all!
Fang Ding asked again, "Have they negotiated with your father?" ”
Everyone is familiar with each other, although it is a robbery of business, but it will not directly lead to a conflict of life and death, in this case, everyone generally has to discuss together.
"I've negotiated a few times, but they haven't reached an agreement a few times, and they want to buy my family's secret sauce together." Yun Zixuan said.