Chapter 745: Night Market

The night is slightly cool.

Increasing the temperature can enhance the activity of snakes, but if it is too hot, it will still find shade to dissipate heat.

The weather is hot, a white change into cool summer clothes to modify business hours, during the day only in the morning and noon to do business, in the afternoon to find a place to enjoy the cool, in the evening began to set up a stall to work until midnight, the evening is cool, people go out for a walk after night, and when they are tired, they will spend some money to eat snacks and rest.

Bai Yujun only has four small tables and a few folding bamboo stools.

It is not good to start the burrito business in the evening, because people want to eat something else after work, so a certain white decides to set up a stall to sell cold noodles and cold soup noodles.

The soup is prepared in advance, and it comes in several flavors, light and spicy, with a slightly otherworldly style.

Step on the bamboo stool and straighten your arms to change the flag signboard, and the monster is cold.

First boil some noodles to cool and set aside, prepare all kinds of spicy seasonings, and go to the specialty wholesale market to buy some wild vegetables in order to have characteristics, which can make spicy cold noodles, tomato cold noodles, scallion oil cold noodles and so on six or seven flavors.

To be a trolley vendor, we must make changes according to the environment, do not give up the main products, and let customers have a choice.

At night, there are few motor vehicles in front of the school, and there are many pedestrians.

Sure enough, pedestrians who enjoy the cool air at night are willing to have some cold noodles.

The small table was quickly filled, and some casual customers simply squatted on the road with paper bowls and snorted to eat, and the water used to make the soup was pure water gathered by spells, so that they would not have trouble their stomachs after eating.

A white price is fair, Tong Su is not bullied, and the reputation is good.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening.

was busy and busy, and suddenly looked up with a feeling and saw Zhenbei in dirty camouflage clothes.

This kid's face is full of cement ash, the rubber shoes can't be broken anymore, obviously he has just finished working as a bricklayer and came out to find food, his hair is like a pig's nest, the hair on the back of his head that is flattened by sleep looks funny, he stared at a certain white with a cigarette in his mouth and was stunned, and he didn't notice that the cigarette fell to the ground.

"You...... You're setting up a stall here?"

looks like you've seen a ghost, maybe it's more appropriate to see a demon.

Bai Yujun rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you already see it, when did you come out?

"No, the family is poor, come out early to work to make money to subsidize the family's expenses, your noodles sell for a few dollars a bowl, I haven't eaten just after work." ”

Zhenbei pointed to the cold soup noodles and the stomach growled, the cold soup noodles are good, cool, and the soup can be fuller after eating.

"I'm doing business well today, so I'll treat you to a free meal, sit there and wait for a while. ”

"Thank you, if you have something to call me in the future, you will be done. ”

I don't need to say too much, I could fight at any time before, but now I have become friends, it's strange, maybe a bowl of cold noodle soup is not worth a few dollars but it is a friendship.

Zhenbei walked to the back of the tree and looked, there were some city people here, looked at their clothes, turned back to the cart and squatted on the side of the road.

Bai Yujun looked at it and didn't say anything, he really didn't get used to it, just be free to do it.

The small hand grabbed the cold noodles and put them in a bowl, gave two servings, added soup and cucumbers, tomatoes and spicy seeds, put two more boiled and peeled eggs, thought about it, added a little tender green andrographis, and handed it to Zhenbei with a pair of chopsticks.

"Eat slowly by yourself, and I still have to keep busy with other customers. ”

"Good~"

Put the cigarette roll in your mouth on your ear, hold the bowl in one hand and squat on the cart with chopsticks in the other, and pull it into your mouth.

Bai Yujun shook his head, he is a very strong boy, others are still in junior high school and are in love and rebellion, but he has to go out to work as a coolie, poor children are in charge early, and the same sky is not fateful.

The dim street lamp illuminates the snack barbecue stall at the school gate, and the paper umbrella lampshade energy-saving lamp illuminates the small cart brightly, and there are no mosquitoes.

There are a lot of customers, and a certain white is very busy.

Nearby barbecue stalls are noisy and drinking beer, and meat skewers are sizzling.

Zhenbei is very full, especially the two eggs are very hungry, and when they are full, they are idle and have nothing to do, so they go to collect the dishes and throw them into the trash can to help wipe the table.

The small stalls are busy, but they are also very fulfilling.

After a long time, he finally had time to make a bamboo stool and rest for a while, and Bai Yujun threw a bottle of soda to Zhenbei.

呲~

This kid directly picked it open with his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Boy, why are you so good, why did you come out to work? ”

Hearing this, Zhenbei smiled bitterly.

"I can only fight and kill, and now is a peaceful time, there is no place to do it, besides, being hired to kill people is purely evil, so I can only come out and work hard to earn money. ”

"You're short on money?"

"It's not particularly lacking, my mother has high blood pressure and heart disease, high blood pressure you know, even if you have money, it can't be cured, you can only raise it, but after a long time, many organs in the body will have problems, and you have to take a lot of medicine every year and spend a lot of money, and my dad farms and sells grain and goes out to work to earn money only enough to take medicine. ”

"What do you do in the city, are you tired?"

"The mason, carrying cement bricks upstairs, is not tiring for me. ”

Bai Yujun nodded, in fact, there were a lot of things that he couldn't say, Zhenbei didn't know how to look at fate and couldn't understand luck, so naturally he couldn't see that he had a gray face and a heavy filial piety, sighed, and was silent.

Late at night, people who were out in the cool and lounging went home to rest.

Zhenbei helped Bai Yujun close the stall, and then returned to the shed with the clothes full of cement gray camouflage.

Bai Yujun pushed the cart and squeaked home, walked past the street lamp and the ginkgo tree and disappeared into the darkness and appeared in the light again, the lonely little figure pushed the cart away, and the fat orange cat sat on the cart to look east and west.

Dogs bark occasionally behind the iron gates on the side of the road, and only a few taxis pass by on the street.

The lights of the signboards of Internet cafes are flickering, there are more roller shutter doors with pictures of lock repair numbers along the street, stray cats jumping on trash cans to find food, and black holes in small alleys seem to choose people and devour monsters.

The dim light of the street lamp is bright and dark, elongating the shadows of the white Jiao and the orange cat......

Go back to the rental house and take a simple shower and change into soft pajamas, curl up in bed and fall asleep, the curtains are blowing in the wind, and the shoeboxes by the bed are piled up with coins......

The end of an ordinary day.

Sometimes I occasionally sneak back to see my parents and little sister, and often stand downstairs in the community to see the lights go out......

......

From that day on, Zhenbei would come to help set up the stall every night after work, and the salary was a bowl of hearty cold noodles.

Maybe it's because no one speaks when he's out of the house, as the same abnormal creatures, there will always be a lot of common language, and after chatting a lot and getting to know each other, Bai Yujun finally figured out why this kid has a strong evil spirit.

He is a ninth-generation war spirit, several times he died on the battlefield and was reborn with his memory, this life is like the tenth life, as the saying goes, nine deaths and one life are just right to describe Zhenbei.

The soul of the army is fierce, and it is born for war.

Zhenbei could guess that it was Bai Yujun who fell from the falling dragon that day, with a huge size and terrifying combat power.

It's rare that the two monsters live in peace and don't fight.

In addition to resting on rainy days, they usually go out on time, the money is paid, and they can't waste anything, and gradually, the small cart has become a gathering place for familiar relatives and friends.

Xiaomei often comes to lunch at noon, Yun occasionally comes to help, and Zhenbei only comes to fight at night.

Small energy-saving lamps illuminate the cosy stalls......

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