It's another rainy night, and the big city of Canglan City seems to like rain very much, and it rains continuously all year round. All the people who live in this big city are used to carrying umbrellas, and if they don't, they will inevitably be poured into soup.

There is a mobile snack van at the entrance of the street, the outside of the van is a metal layer, the inside is a wooden layer, the outer metal layer is opened and folded to the top is a canopy, the edge is outward, so the rainwater accumulation will not be blown into the car.

The boss hung a few opaque white cloth banners on the canopy, which was very private. There is almost everything in the van, and the fast ones only need to be boiled or fried for a while, and the more time-consuming ones are freshly made foods such as ramen. The boss is operating here, everything is handmade, the ingredients next to the board are neatly arranged, and all kinds of raw materials are in the cabinet below.

This is rare in the times, and most people can only look at this legendary thing in the history books. There are several companies and schools in the vicinity, and although the seminary is very high, not everyone can get in, and ordinary schools are set up to teach normal knowledge.

The master of the van food stall is an old man with white hair and purple eyes, who looks very old, but he is not sloppy in terms of hygiene and appearance. Have been setting up stalls here for many years. The business is not good or bad, and it is barely enough to make do with it.

His craftsmanship is actually quite good, a lot of all kinds of raw materials are bought by himself, fortunately for so many years, only those regulars come here to praise their faces. Either that, sometimes the big boss of a bankrupt company runs away in a trance, and then drinks with him.

The master still remembers the big boss who came here to buy drunk, saying that he wanted the strongest wine, and the master gave him a cup and cried while drinking, and he got drunk after drinking a glass.

If you can have a dozen customers every day, you should have some money left over for the month. The master looked at the rain flowing slowly on the ground outside, and knew that he was thinking too much, who would come to him at night or on rainy days

Usually, only a few students who want to taste fresh come to him for a meal, but unfortunately their tongues can't taste delicious at all, and they say that the boss makes it unpalatable.

Now those ordinary school canteens are pitting students, and there is no nutritional problem, but in order to make more people accept, those who contract canteens have begun to use methods to deceive students' taste buds with non-toxic food additives, and at a low price.

It's harmless, but it's not so good for the tongue.

Seeing that there were no guests, the master wiped his hands with a white towel, came to the front and pulled out a stool under the table and sat down. There are some frozen homemade foods cooked in the pot, skewers of meatballs and crab roe and the like. I thought that if there were no guests for a while, I would have to eat by myself.

The master watched the night rain think about some things, he poured himself a glass of sake, and drank it in small sips for a long time.

"Not dead yet, old fellow." Someone stood in the rain and said, "Come on a bowl of ramen, aren't you very good at it?" ”

The master came back to his senses and looked coldly at the person who spoke, "Why do you have to trouble me before you die after so many years, can't you just dig a dirt pit quietly and bury yourself in it, and take your troubles away with you by the way." ”

"I'm not here to trouble you, I just want something to eat." The man walked in, skillfully pulled out a stool and sat down, took a towel from the store and began to wipe his head.

"Damn, you're here to die." The master returned to the desk and ordered a bowl of noodles, "Don't think I'm really afraid of you, that guy Cerf doesn't dare to say that he is definitely my opponent." ”

"But didn't you make a vow at the beginning" The man wiped his hair before he could see his face clearly, and he was also a gray-haired old man, and he brushed his hair at will, "I will not kill humans for a thousand years." ”

The master slashed a knife on the board, "Yes, I can't kill people, but over the years, there have been many, many blind humans who have troubled me, and then I threw them into the mountains to feed the small animals inside."

The old man smiled, threw out the rest of the sake that the master had drunk, lifted the jug and poured a glass of sake to drink, "The beasts in there can't eat me." ”

The master snorted coldly, "You should also be careful, don't recruit all kinds of messy people here, exposing my identity, and all of you will be doomed." ”

"Put a few more pieces of barbecued pork and some wine, you won't have only a sake bar here."

"Fork your sister." The master scolded and fished out the noodles, put them in the bowl that had already served the ramen soup, and threw a few pieces of char siu into it, "If you have wine, I only have whiskey here now, isn't it quite worthy of you." Eat ramen and drink whiskey. ”

A bowl of ramen was placed in front of the old man, and the master took out a glass bottle of whiskey from the depths of the shelf, and saw that the capacity was about 700 milliliters.

"You look at it yourself, a cup of 100 yuan, ramen noodles 8 yuan, a total of 700 and 8 yuan. Thank you for your patronage. ”

"Can't you wait for me to finish eating, are you asking for money, it's not like I can't afford to give you money." The old man smiled wryly and gave the money.

"What if you run away suddenly," the master snorted twice, "I can't afford to take credit once in this small business." ”

"Is my grandson okay?" the old man asked vaguely after eating a piece of barbecued pork.

"You also said that it was the first time in a long time that I had seen you so inhuman. I left without saying a word, and I didn't pay the tuition fees at once before leaving. Four years ago, when the little guy was just over nine years old, he went to class during the day and worked as a waiter in the black market at night. In those years, it was strong to make up for the tuition fees. ”

The old man gulped down the ramen, and when he was salty, he poured a sip of wine into his mouth, "Isn't it good, you should adapt to this society in advance." ”

"Fuck you, you put the blame so far and find such a bastard reason, I don't think you're even better than me." The master pointed at his nose and scolded, "Do you know where that kid is a waiter in the black market, and I think you know it yourself, the nine-year-old child went in like a sheep breaking into the field of vision of a group of wolves, if it weren't for the general who took care of the safety of his staff, just the appearance of your grandson, he wouldn't be blocked in the corner and be blamed by talents."

"I taught him a lot before I left, and he was able to handle it."

"Do you think it's urine, can you secrete it casually, and you have to hold it for a while, how damaging it is to the human body, especially children, don't you know?"

After the master said this, he stopped talking, the taste of playing the piano was quite awkward, he thought that he should have some attitude when he said this. Surprised, angry, but he didn't. Maybe he really doesn't care about that kid. He didn't care even if it was his grandson.

Both chose to remain silent.

After a while, the master suddenly scolded, "Look, you really didn't wipe your ass clean and ran to me, you approach yourself, don't ruin my stall." ”

The old man didn't speak, and after a while, a middle-aged and slightly chubby man opened the cloth and walked in and sat down, "A bowl of ramen, a braised egg, and please give me a bottle of sake." Thank you. He said very politely.

(End of chapter)