Chapter 312: The Vendor Under the Stop Sign
Don't say it, I look at it, I'm really hungry, I hurriedly touched my pocket, fortunately, there was really a wallet in the things I usually prepared in the Qiankun bag, I hurriedly smiled and pulled out a ten-yuan one, smiled and walked to the edge of the platform and smiled at her: Old man, how much is your steamed bun! Bring me two, yes! Do you know what this place is called?
The old lady smiled and walked towards me with a basket, and as she walked, she laughed and said, "Oops! You're a foreigner, young man! Here we are! It's called!
The old lady suddenly fell under her feet, and the whole person sat on the ground.
"Oh, boy, quick, come and help me, my foot, my foot is twisted, I can't stand up."
When I saw this, I hurriedly walked towards the old lady, but as soon as I raised my right foot, I suddenly stopped again.
This old lady shouldn't be trying to slander someone! Otherwise, why did I suddenly fall to the ground, and I thought of the old men and old ladies on TV, all of whom could be called the Oscar winners for Best Performance.
If I walk over and help her, and there is a "commotion" around, a few big men pop up, or a guy with a hand-held camera, then I will be miserable!
I looked around, and suddenly I didn't dare to help her, there wasn't even a camera around, forget it, I still don't want to help.
When the old lady saw that I had turned around and walked under the license plate, she hurriedly hugged her right foot and shouted at me: "Young man, you can do it!" Help me up! My leg is really broken, and if I lie here like this, it will be even more serious.
I still ignored "Young man, young man, hey, no, no, no, young man, come and help me, it's okay if I give you a few steamed buns, help me!" ”
I still ignored the fact that at this moment, out of nowhere, another old man appeared, and the old man was jumping on two baskets, and the clothes he was wearing were actually a torn cotton jacket.
"Baked cakes, sell baked cakes, authentic Dalang baked cakes, three yuan a piece, three ten yuan"
The old man jumped over with two broken baskets, and when he saw the old lady lying on the ground, he was immediately happy, put down the pick, looked at the old lady and smiled: Oops! Isn't this Widow Chen? I told you, this platform will belong to my Dalang baked cakes in the future, you see, you are here again, you will fall when you come, hurry up and go home!
"Oops! I didn't see it, there are really guests here, young man, do you want to burn the cakes, but it's fragrant, three yuan a piece, three ten yuan, how many do you want to come? ”
The old man opened the two picks with a smile, smiled and took out three baked cakes, and said with a smile: Little brother, why don't you have a few! I just did this today, and it's very hot! You see, there are bean paste, plum vegetables, and this dried meat vegetable.
I was speechless for a moment, why did these two guys come one after another, Nun Maiden, someone can buy it in this hellish place! If I hadn't appeared here inexplicably tonight, I guess no one would come, and you sold it to ghosts!
Suddenly I was stuck in the same place, what did I just say, sell to ghosts! Could it be that I hurriedly looked at the two guys in front of me, but the strange thing is that they are real people! Except that this place is a little weird, I can't see any evil!
But just in case, I shook my head, walked to the platform, and sat quietly in my chair.
"Dear passengers, Samsara, the bus will arrive in a minute, please note that if you miss this service, you can only take the next bus, which will take twelve hours."
As soon as I heard this, the bus came immediately, and I quickly got up from my seat, but I looked towards the road and found that in my vision, it was dark, and there was not even a trace of light. I don't think I'll be able to come!
"Oops! This little brother, I see that you are a big boss, do you want to have a piece of baked cake! Three dollars a piece, ten dollars three dollars. ”
Suddenly, the old man shouted again, I turned around and looked, it turned out that there was a big fat man in a suit and leather shoes, looking at this obviously normal fat man, my heart finally settled down.
The fat man who was playing with his mobile phone looked up and looked around, and was suddenly dumbfounded, and asked suspiciously: Huh! Where am I? I'll go, this road, why haven't I walked it, I shouldn't be patronizing and playing with my mobile phone and getting lost!
The fat man smiled and said to the old man who yelled at him: Hey! Old man, let me ask you about something!
"Inquire about things! Yes, but you have to buy the pancakes first," the old man said with a wicked smile.
The fat man naturally knew that this old man was taking the opportunity to do business, but when he thought of the project money he just mentioned today, wasn't it just a few baked cakes? generously took out a Grandpa Mao from his briefcase.
"Old man, how much do you have to burn the cake?"
The old man smiled evilly and stretched out three fingers, and said seriously: Cheap, one for three yuan, ten yuan, three, you want one, or three.
I almost didn't laugh out loud on the side, three dollars a dollar, three ten dollars, this business acumen is also amazing.
The fat man obviously thought of it, but the fat man was not short of money, and said directly: Forget it, it doesn't matter if you have three yuan a dollar, or three yuan a piece, you can give me twenty yuan.
"Okay"
The old man quickly took out six baked cakes from the basket and handed them over in a packet of paper.
"Well, it's not bad, it's very fragrant, old man, what kind of road is this! Why don't I remember this road! ", the fat man asked, as he bit into the biscuit.
The old man smiled and covered the basket, picked up the list and walked quickly into the distance.
"This road is not a road, this road is also a road, he is a road, not a road baked cakes, fragrant Dalang baked cakes."
The fat man touched his head suspiciously, and said in his heart, what the hell are you talking about, shouldn't there be a nervous problem! The fat man took a bite of the baked cake suspiciously, suddenly looked at Grandpa Mao in his hand, and hurriedly shouted to the old man who was about to disappear: Hey! Old man, you haven't collected your money yet!
Who knows that the old man in the distance laughed without looking back: Money is not money, road is not road, boy, your money has already been given.
"I'm Cao, this guy is really crazy", the fat man scolded and took Grandpa Mao back in his bag.
"Woohoo"
Just as the hands on my watch were about to finish a minute with two seconds left, there was a bright light in the distance, followed by a whistle from afar.
"It's the bus", I was overjoyed, although I didn't know how I got to this inexplicable place, as long as I got on the bus, left this ghost suburb and went to the city.