The data collection was successfully completed, and the remuneration was unexpectedly increased, and Xing Yi decided to comfort himself.

There is a mutton noodle restaurant at the north gate, the store operates alone, he sweats on his forehead, his hands are not idle, the action is quick, the powder is scalded first, the colander is scooped up, put it in the bowl, three fingers catch the mutton slices, row on the cover, pour a scoop of hot soup, put it on the table, and call the diners to serve it themselves.

The cash box is next to it, when you eat the customer's noodles, you throw the money in it first, and if you need change, you can turn it inside, take the change, and don't forget to hold it up for him to see.

There were two small square tables, eight seats, and more than a dozen diners, but two of them had no seats, so they had to go out and squat on the roadside to eat.

Authentic home-style taste, there are a lot of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and a lot of coriander, which suppresses the smell, and it feels good, but the quantity is a little less.

There was a diner, with a sallow face and slow movements, who looked like a patient.

There was no seat, so he stood up and said, "Boss, bring me half a bowl." ”

The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Half a bowl is not good, if it is just a bowl, it will be as much as you eat." ”

The patient said: "The main thing is that I just had a gastrectomy operation, and I can't eat too much, so I can only eat half a bowl." ”

"The rest is poured out."

Several diners looked up, some looking at the store, some looking at the sick.

The patient slowly turned around, staring at everyone's bowls, ready to walk away.

Xing Yi spoke: "Wait a minute. ”

He stood up, sat the patient down, and said, "I'll figure it out for you." ”

I walked over and paid for another bowl, and said to the shopkeeper, "One bowl is not enough for me to eat, so I will have another half bowl." ”

"Half a bowl?" The store was in a daze.

He explained, "You bring me a whole bowl, and I'll share it with him." ”

As he spoke, he strode over, took a pair of chopsticks, put them in front of the patient, brought the bowl of noodles, divided half of it to the patient, and said, "I don't need to throw this half away, I can eat it." ”

There were only three or four slices of mutton left on one side, and he simply gave them all to the patient.

The patient's half bowl of money was given to him, and he hesitated and took it.

The patient nodded straightly: "You are a good person, a good person has a safe life." ”

The diners next to him all saw it, some nodded and some gave thumbs up.

Xing Yi just smiled.

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed and said, "You did this, you have educated me, I will say sorry first, but you saw it, I really can't be busy, I have to consider asking for a helper." ”

Xing Yi said: "Mutton powder tastes good, if it can meet the different needs of different people, you can add powder, you can add meat, you can double it, it will be better." ”

"I'm clearly marking the price now, a bowl is a bowl, this bowl is less and that bowl is more, everyone eats together, and when I see you more and he has less, doesn't it feel unfair?"

"Fairness is not your explanation, it seems that you are from a state-run restaurant, and you are used to distributing the big pot of rice equally."

"yes, don't you know? This second brother Yao came out of the state-run second store. ”

"Hey, hey."

"Huh."

The diners started laughing.

The shopkeeper blushed and turned his back.

He knew that with the advancement of history, the more the economy developed, and people's incomes increased year by year, more and more people came out to eat, and business flourished. At that time, it was not difficult for diners to add meat, not only meat, but also stomach, intestines, heart, kidneys, lungs, and feet, and they could also take a family photo.

What is a family portrait may not be clear to the store at this time. The location of this small shop will be arranged as a land for the construction of the teacher's community in a few years, and it will have to be moved elsewhere, I don't know if there is still an opportunity to participate in the competition.

Seeing that the store is busy, he doesn't have the heart to listen to him and tell him about the future, he may not believe it, so it's just that, if you continue to persist like this, you won't last long.

After leaving the shop, I walked along the familiar path for a while, and when I saw that it was getting late, I turned to Miaoerwan and returned to the Guangming Hotel.

On the wall behind the counter, there are several paintings, all of which depict large animals, tigers, lions, and horses, the tiger stands out from the markings on its body, the steel teeth of the lion are white and yellow, and the mane of the horse is like a row of upright steel needles.

He also noticed that several paintings were: Wei Junlong, painted at the age of thirteen.

Wei Zhenghai walked over, admired the painting, and said, "The painting is not good, please give me more advice." ”

"How old is your son?"

"Sixteen years old."

"High school?"

"Until next year."

"Do you still paint?"

"This paragraph suddenly fell in love with sketching, and I was outside almost every day."

"Sketching is a very important step."

"I don't know if I can hold on for a long time, and in the long run, let him apply for the Academy of Fine Arts."

"You can urge him, don't give up easily, the basic skills are still very good, perseverance, this is the most important thing, many people who could have become painters, because they didn't stick to it well, they were abandoned halfway."

"Thank you for your compliment, I will insist, I hope that as you said, even if you can't be called a painter in the future, you can still hold art training classes at home to solve the employment problem."

He nodded: "This idea is very practical. ”

When I was in middle school, I had the idea of applying for the art department, and I hoped that I would become a painter in the future.

How did it change later, why did I not apply for the art department, the original intention changed, and what happened during this period, I vaguely felt that it was something unusual, but I couldn't think of it.

Just like the scenes that are often found in movies, intermittent or selective amnesia.

grabbed the paintbrush in his hand, came twice, Wei Zhenghai looked at it on the side, was directly stunned, and said: "Yo, you are a great painter, you paint so well." I will make my son a teacher from you. ”

He took a step back and watched, sat and watched, and he didn't even believe in himself, and he could describe it with the power of the pen and the power of the paper.

Washed into a cave by a flood and out of a pump well, one in and one out, his life has undergone a subversive transformation, and along with his favorite skills, he has also made a qualitative leap, which is really extraordinary.

"Yes, when he comes back, he will bring him to me."

Boss Wei and his son never imagined that in a few years, there would be sika deer here, let alone what impact it would have on the peaceful and peaceful welfare hostel here.

The time when the sika deer was lost was a year before the start of the North Street greening project, when his son was in the first grade, so it is estimated that from now to then, at least seven or eight years, the boss will be in his early twenties, a young man at the top.

Now, reveal to Boss Wei early, what will happen to him? Don't believe it at all? Unintelligible? Be terribly alarmed?

What we need to do now is to find a small notebook, write down these things that will happen in the future in advance, not only the hostel, but also others, and write them all down, and then calculate the time, arrange it in time, and make a move when the time comes.

Before going upstairs, I stretched out my head to take a look at the three-person room, and the two guests from other provinces had gone out and had not returned.

Wei Zhenghai told him: "They will leave early tomorrow." ”

I want to wait for them to come back and talk a few more words. Anyway, I've lived in one room, so I'm roommates.

Wei Zhenghai unscrewed the kettle and went upstairs to open the door for him.

"I have my reasons for staying in this room."

Wei Zhenghai knew his thoughts: "It's good to live here, and when you raise your eyes, you can see the city gate in the distance." ”

"yes, that's what I'm going to live in this room for, and I can see it every day."