"The ingredients are simple, and the method is not too difficult, for the sake of old customers, two yuan a piece." Chen Li said with a smile as he cleaned up the counter.

"Huh. . . This is good. Yuan Shen rubbed his hands, licked his face, and said with a smile, "This is good, then, bring me two servings of lard bibimbap!" ”

"Two copies?" Chen Li glanced back at him, "Are you sure?" ”

"Of course, you have to believe in the strength of the fat man!" The sound is a bit loud, masking the sound of 'goo~' in the stomach.

"Okay, please stay away, don't die in the store." Chen Li shook his head with a smile, did not debunk the strange voice just now, and said jokingly. Then he made a lard bibimbap and placed it in front of the guests with green eyes.

"Thank you." The sound was so soft that it was barely audible, and then there was the 'whirring' sound of eating.

"Slow down." Chen Li casually brewed a cup of clear soup in his hand, placed it in front of him, watched him devour the food rapidly, and said a little staggeringly.

"It's such a blessing to have something to eat." Yuan Shen had rice in his mouth and said inarticulately, "Tsk, in fact, bibimbap is also quite delicious. ”

Chen Li smiled and shook his head. I pulled out an apple from the refrigerator and leaned against the counter by the door, watching the street lamps turn on, illuminating the potted plants outside the store, the cool night breeze blowing, the green leaves swaying, and the non-stop cicadas chirping and whistles are a little ethereal, which supports the desertion here.

Pull out the fruit knife on the knife holder casually, wave it over, a thin piece of transparent apple slices, shake it, throw it into your mouth, melt in your mouth, this is with a certain comic to cut an apple every time you zoom in, to be honest, it feels good.

"Huh~ Boss, another bowl!"

A knife blade apple, only half of the small one, the little fat man next to him has already eaten a bowl, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said heroically. I really don't know what to be proud of, so I casually stabbed the fruit knife into the apple, put the blade on the counter, the apple was hanging in the air, and said as I walked over: "Really?" Overeating isn't good for your body! ”

"The only way to solve your worries is to have a full stomach." The little fat man waved his hand indifferently and patted his belly, "Heaven doesn't give birth to me Yuan Shen, eating like a long night through the ages, and the meal is coming!" ”

"Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death when you talk like this?" Chen Li couldn't help laughing, picked up the bowl in front of the little fat man, and refilled another bowl for him.

"Afraid of Mao, Freud, the grandfather of psychology, said well, that human life is nothing more than sex and a sense of achievement." Yuan Shen carefully mixed the rice, took a bite, and squinted his eyes intoxicatedly, "Be rude, that is, fuck and pretend." So it's human instinct to pretend to be forced, so let me pretend. ”

"Okay, anyway, depending on you, the former one is not possible." Chen Li said jokingly, walked to the side, picked up his apple, and slipped it again.

"Hey, my Hzhou Wu Yanzu was actually ridiculed by you so much, I'm afraid of scaring you when I say it, in fact, I have thousands of fans!" The little fat man was not happy, his face was straight, and he said seriously.

"Cut, you're proving it." Chen Li threw a piece of apple into his mouth and said disdainfully.

"Hmph, I knew you would say that!" The little fat man looked triumphant, took it out of his arms, took out a worn-out mobile phone, clicked it, and handed it to Chen Li with a group of precious penguins, "Look, these are my brothers and sisters!" Hmph, I'm afraid! ”

Chen Li glanced at it, then glanced at Yuan Shen with disdain, and said: "It's because I'm so bad at math, dare to ask this Wu Yanzu of Hzhou, one one, add three to the end, what are the two numbers combined?" ”

"Thirteen."

"Including you, it's actually twelve, right?"

"That's right."

"So yours are twelve?"

"I'm used to calling thousands of brothers, what's the problem? Besides, you don't look at Athena, you don't rely on the twelve Golden Saint Seiyas to build a huge country! ”

"Oh, by the way, and the society, my brother, the twelve disciples are rampant in the world, is there any problem?"

“。。 I think that this number should be preceded by a two, which is more in line with your identity. ”

"Two-one-three? Haha, that's not bad, my brother has doubled tenfold, so maybe my book should be considered a real little fire! If that's the case, 213 will be 213. ”

The cicadas are endless, and the cries are annoying. Chen Li didn't know how to answer for a while. 'It's okay, keep trying, there will be results'? This chicken soup is not its own style.

"Haha, that's far away." Yuan Shen didn't seem to want to be comforted, smiled, put away his phone, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, "I'm sorry, some words were held back for a long time, and I said them unconsciously." ”

"Hmm." Chen Li shook his head, threw the peeled apple with only the core into Mars's mouth, filled Yuan Shen with warm water, and poured a cup for himself, "Pingshui meets, meeting is fate, you might as well talk to me about some things, anyway, I turned my head and forgot about it." ”

Yuan Shen was stunned, holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand, looking at the lit screen, as well as his 'thousands', his eyes became soft and a little dim, as if telling someone else's story, slowly narrating.

"I have a friend whose father has a very serious hand injury and will probably not be able to lift heavy objects for the rest of his life. His father was a craftsman, and craftsmanship was his second life, so what would he do without it? What can I do? ”

"The conditions at home are not good, almost a family with four walls, but ah, my friend is a bastard, pursuing some kind of scab dream, writing a ghost novel. Although I didn't ask my family for money, I couldn't give my family a penny. ”

"What a bastard, coward, a waste that even an aging father can't take care of. But, that shit really likes to tell stories. ”

"When he was a child, his family was poor and he had low self-esteem, so he didn't have any friends, only books, tsundere science fiction stories, naughty martial arts stories, and gentle fairy tales, these were his friends and his love. He also knew that the conditions at home were not good, so he came out to work for a period of time and worked hard to accumulate a small savings before he dared to speak out and quietly tell his story. ”

"What can he do, he used to be a staunch doer, but recently he started buying lottery tickets. He once dreamed of doing something great, but now he quietly changed his dream, thinking about being raised by a rich woman. Haha, it's a pity, he's ugly, he's stupid, and the one behind is hopeless. ”

"Dreams are a bastard, and those who play literature are scum."

Finally, he raised his head, dried the already faint clear soup in the cup, held back the tears in the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks, took a big bite of rice, and said vaguely: "Don't talk about it, why are you so energetic to tell other people's stories, the rice is cold." ”

Chen Li shook his eyebrows and silently refilled the boiling water for him.

"Hurry up and eat, eat a full meal to have the strength to code words." Muttering, as if to say it to himself, the little fat man's mouth was stuffed.

"Thank you, Lao Li~ My Hzhou Wu Yanzu is going back to fight!" After eating, the little fat man lined up four coins on the table, took the apple that Chen Li threw to him, and said with a smile. With a wave of his hand, he walked out of the store.

Chen Li also waved his hand and put away the dishes and chopsticks. Perhaps, in addition to being their own retirement place, the small shop has other meanings. At least, I feel comfortable with this kind of life.

"Won't you help him?" Shui Yu took the dishes and chopsticks, and the three elemental creatures all looked at him.

"A warrior does not need the sympathy of others." Chen Li smiled and shook his head, "The wine and glory of Valhalla they need." ”

"Besides, he's not at the end of his rope."

"Uh~" The little fat man in the alley burped, rubbed his stomach, and scratched his head, "It's up to eat." ”