After returning from a trip to Basho Valley, my relationship with Oudong was finally normalized. It's no problem to meet and greet each other, and occasionally go out in a group. However, it's not good to say that the two of us have returned to the previous level of nothing to say, after all, we both have girlfriends, what else do we need iron buddies?

So from this point of view, the status of fried ghosts is becoming more and more marginalized. Originally, we were willing to take him out to be a light bulb, but now we don't like to take him as long as it is a couple of activities. made the fried ghost scream every day, and vowed to find a girlfriend.

In addition to going out to play, most of my other time is spent with Han Jie tutoring, and of course, Master's practice cannot be put down. The Spring Festival was coming soon, and I followed my parents everywhere to visit relatives and friends, and I had to stop all my homework on both sides, including the business in the ghost market. No one will go to the mass grave in the middle of the night to set up a stall in order to earn that little money during the Chinese New Year, so the old man who watched the grave also notified the closure of the market early.

The happy times of the winter break are short-lived. The Lantern Festival is over in a blink of an eye, and then school is about to start. When school started, everything had to be restored to the way it was, and everything had to go according to plan. The twenty-fifth day of the first month is the first ghost market day of the new year, and Master and I have to prepare well and strive to have a good market, so that we can have a prosperous business all year long.

Our food stall is different from other people's stalls, and we have to look around for some special ingredients. Many of them are specially customized for some regular customers, such as Aunt Lin's "cold hair", Lao Xie and Lao Zhu's "white head shoes" and so on.

The hair required for "cold hair" is relatively easy to get, and I will talk to the barber shop directly, and the slightly longer hair cut by the customers will be kept for us, and the broken scum is not needed. It doesn't cost a few bucks, so you can pick it up regularly. Most people don't ask, because some people need to use their hair to weave something special, such as a wig set or something. Stinky shoes are not easy to get, and it was not easy for Master to find a person named Lao Wan to help collect old shoes.

Lao Wan once asked for a favor from the master, so he owed him a favor. Of course, Lao Wan was originally in the business of recycling waste products, which included recycling used clothes. Aren't shoes also old clothes? It's just that no one usually wants to take this thing.

Lao Wan's recycling station is located in an open field in the southern suburbs, not far from the garbage disposal site, so the air there does not smell very good. I followed Master into the recycling station and saw several workers processing the waste products, some pumping copper wires, some pressing cartons, and some packing plastic bottles, which were sorted for preliminary processing, and then loaded onto trucks and transported to various factories.

The master shouted "Lao Wan" a few times, and Lao Wan agreed from afar, and ran out of the mountain-like waste heap. He greeted Master warmly and led us to a row of containers next to us. The containers have been converted into warehouses and dormitories, and workers live in them. I can't imagine anyone else wanting to live in such a dirty, smelly place.

Lao Wan opened one of the containers, and all the clothes stored in it were purchased. These old clothes are clean, seventy or eighty percent new, and they can be picked out and washed and sold in the thrift market. The old and rotten ones are pulled and processed into strips of cloth as the main fabric for new products such as mops and thermal insulation felts, or through recycling, they become more basic raw materials such as cotton, non-woven fabrics, and chemical fibers.

But the smell is really choking!

The mixture of rancid, sour, and musty smells is indescribable. There is also a simple bed in the corner of the container with quilt pillows on it, indicating that there are usually people living in it.

"You usually live here?" I asked incredulously.

"Nope!" Lao Wan shook his head resolutely, "I live here as a worker and help me look at the scrap." Don't underestimate the pile of broken copper and iron outside, the waste in my recycling station is worth tens of thousands! If someone steals it, I'll lose a lot! ”

"And who would want to live in a place like this?"

"Hehe, as long as you give money, someone will be willing to come and live!" Lao Wan turned his head to me and smiled, "Life is not easy, young man!" ”

I kept pinching my nose, and I was also a little disgusted by Lao Wan's philistine appearance. Lao Wan was accustomed to the smell of the container, and the master seemed to feel that it didn't matter, and the two of them had been rummaging through the pile of old shoes, looking for the smelliest pairs.

I didn't want to go over and get involved in this kind of disgusting thing, so I just stood by and watched. Lao Wan really collects all kinds of clothes, men's and women's clothes, winter clothes and summer pants, silk and linen, everything. There are still two broken boxes under my feet, with "Qionghua Class" written on the outside, and inside are some old costumes, as well as some props such as phoenix crowns, official hats, and mustaches. It is estimated that this troupe was disbanded, and the original eating outfits were directly sold as scrap.

One of the boxes also had several small dolls on it. I picked one up and looked, hey, it's a Zhu Bajie, and it's pretty cute! Several of the other figures are also animated figures, all carved out of wood, but they have not yet been painted.

I took that "Zhu Bajie" and asked Lao Wan: "Do you sell this?" ”

Lao Wan glanced at it casually, waved his hand and said, "Oh, it's just such a gadget, if you like it, take it and play with it!" ”

My impression of him was finally better, I thanked him, and stuffed the "Zhu Bajie" in my trouser pocket.

After picking out a few pairs of smelly shoes, I followed Master back to his rented yard and began to "process" the collected ingredients. Steamed mosquitoes, salt-and-pepper cockroaches, rat boys in sauce and five-poison porridge, these classic dishes must be prepared in sufficient portions, so as not to worry about selling out. The "three roasts" of roasted snakes, roasted toads and roasted geckos are also necessary for roasting stalls, and they are generally in short supply. Other new dishes such as my innovations: "Toothless in the World" and "Sweet and Sour", customer feedback is also quite good, so you should prepare it too!

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Master and I pushed the cart and went to the ghost market of the mass grave and began to set up stalls. The group of ghosts couldn't wait, crowded at the entrance and waited for the stall owners to enter, as if it had only been a year, and they had all become "gluttonous ghosts" and "hungry ghosts"!

As soon as I set up the tables and stools, a few regular customers rushed up to grab seats, and the stalls and stoves were already full before they were ready.

Liu Gong and Liu Po kept complaining: "You haven't come to set up a stall for so long, but you will starve us to death!" ”

Aunt Wang also said angrily: "That's it!" You don't want to make money if you have money, you don't deserve to be rich! ”

I smiled and said, "Who doesn't want to stay at home during the Chinese New Year, who wants to come to this mass grave?" Bad luck or not? Money has to be earned, but isn't it just to make money to live a good life? ”

Xiao Ming pulled Mrs. Jin over, he couldn't wait any longer, kept banging on the table, and shouted angrily: "Roast gecko!" Roast geckos! I'm going to eat roasted geckos! ”

"Good, good! The stove is up and will be good soon! I hurriedly coaxed.

"I'm going to eat roasted toads too! Ten strings, no, twenty strings! Xiao Ming shouted again, "Add cumin!" Add chili! Add scented ash! ”

"You order so much, can you finish eating?" Mrs. Jin reprimanded.

"I don't care! I don't care! I'm going to eat it! I'm going to eat it! Xiao Ming immediately lost his temper. Mrs. Jin really spoiled him so much that she could only shake her head, and there was nothing she could do with him.

Complaining is complaining, and business is still done. Tonight, Master couldn't sit still even if he wanted to be lazy, and I was already too busy just to take care of the baking stall and the stove, so he was in charge of serving the food and collecting the money. My side was so busy that all kinds of side dishes, snacks, and barbecue were served on the table like water, and the paper money in the cash register was quickly piled up, and it was soon full.

Aunt Lin, Lao Zhu, Lao Xie, Hu Ye and Lao Zhang, all of whom have special tastes, are finally addicted tonight. Fat Bao and Lao Lu came late, so they directly wrapped the tail and ate all the remaining things on my stall. The only regret is the poor ghost Lao Zeng, who has been anxiously inquiring beside him, but he has never had a chance to come over. Lao Zeng has now been obedient to me, and he doesn't dare to approach my stall without my permission.

I glanced at Lao Zeng and told him not to worry. After collecting the stall, when I finally loaded the overflowing cash register basket into the car, I deliberately dropped dozens of dead coins and scattered them on the ground. When Master saw it and called me to pick it up, I said, "Oh, no! It's time to reissue the New Year's red envelope to the ghost! ”

Lao Zeng happily ran over and picked it up, the dozens of denominations were all 100 million yuan denominations, and it was enough to go to Uncle Li on the other side to buy a bun.

When I arrived at the exit, I looked for the old man who looked at the grave and exchanged the paper money into RMB, and I earned a full 1,000 yuan tonight. Master is also a lot more generous now, splitting the account with me fifty-fifty and stuffing me with five hundred.

I said, "Thank you, Master! So he happily put five hundred dollars in his pocket.

Out of the ghost city, we were about to go home, when suddenly a red figure floated over and blocked my way. It's Xiaoqian!

I was stunned, not knowing what she wanted to do. Xiao Qian has always just sat on a grave at the exit of the ghost market, staring at everyone passing by. She doesn't usually go into ghost markets, and she never patronizes my business.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "We've sold out of everything, and you don't have anything to eat!" ”

Xiaoqian still didn't talk, but came forward to see me. Her eyes stared straight at me through her long cloaked hair, and as she got closer, the tip of her nose was almost touching the tip of mine, and her mouth was not far from her mouth.

It's really hard for me to accept her way of looking at people, and I don't want to have any intimate contact with her, why is she so close? I had to tilt my head back and finally look away in embarrassment. Master walked over from behind the stall at this time, but he couldn't figure out what Xiao Qian wanted to do.