Deep Cold Flower Shop

The corner shops of more than 20 square meters seem a little crowded, especially after more than 10 fresh flowers enter the store, it is even more 'overcrowded'. At this time, even if there are guests who come to the door, there is no place to stand.

Ling Bai looked left and right, thinking, "I have to deal with the flowers quickly, what should I do when I wait for the next big customer?" He vacated a small aisle that was just enough to pass people, and began to save the flowers wrapped in zongzi from the bondage.

The processing of flowers is very simple. First of all, it is necessary to pick out the damaged flowers on the way, but this probability is basically less than 5%; the flowers are also divided into good and bad in the third class, often the purchase of Ling Bai is the best quality, the flowers are big rhizomes are also beautiful, and the damage is only a small amount.

Pick out the ones that can't be used, and the next thing is to prune the flower branches, sort them and put them in prepared containers.

As long as there is water in the container, the flowers can have a shelf life of about half a month. If it is still unsalable after the shelf life, it can only be made into dried flowers.

Because the dried flowers in Lingbai Flower Store are also unsalable, they have been losing money in the first few months.

There was a thud in the flower shop.

While pruning the flower branches, Ling Bai replied: "If you don't want smoke, you have to die." ”

Lao Zhang held half a golden sage in his mouth, stared at Ling Bai's back with interest, and said with a smile: "Look at your picky appearance, is a successful person like me like a person who can't afford to smoke? ”

"It's a convenience store. Ling Bai corrected it in time.

"I prefer to call it a small supermarket, and it's not an exaggeration. Lao Zhang took a puff of cigarette, squinted at Ling Bai's back, and reached forward as if he wanted to touch it.

Ling Bai was very sensitive, and he had long noticed that his gaze was resting on his back with evil taste, and he hurriedly turned his body sideways, and scolded in his mouth: "I don't break my back." ”

Lao Zhang Le retracted his hand, looked around, and said: "I've seen it all on the Internet, you kid can really carry the beating, but the way you beat people is too stupid, and you don't have the slightest aura that a chivalrous person should have." ”

"Do you have one?" Ling Bai glanced at him.

"Naturally, I don't. But that doesn't affect my appreciation of beautiful things. For example, the female guest who often comes to my noodle restaurant to eat noodles is tsk and aura. ”

Ling Bai's heart moved, and he asked, "You mean she is a martial artist?"

Lao Zhang hurriedly denied it, "I mean the long aura, hehe." ”

"Get out, get out of here. Ling Bai had the urge to strangle him and send him to the crematorium by the way.

"Young people are impulsive. Lao Zhang sighed, took a cigarette from the selected broken champagne rose, and walked out of the flower shop with his head shaken.

"Bookkeeping, 20." Ling Bai didn't raise his head and shouted.

Lao Zhang's figure in front of the door staggered, and then forcibly stabilized his figure, kept himself elegant, and walked into the noodle restaurant.

Phoenix Middle School

Ding Meng interviewed several representative students, and the class bell rang just as she came out of the school satisfied. When I passed by the guard room, I couldn't help but stop and asked, "Mr. Zhong, is what you just said true?" ”

"Don't lie, don't cheat, I'm packing tickets, it's a puppy to cheat. Teacher Zhong smoked the old mountain cigarette and responded with a smile. The more he looked at Ding Meng, the more satisfied he felt.

"Then I'll go, next time I'll see you. Ding Meng stuck out his tongue, full of ambition and ambition in his heart, as if he had seen the scene when he took Ling Bai down.

Next, it's time to interview the main owner of the video, if you follow the process, the interview should go back, full of calculations, and the interview time can't exceed half an hour, but if you only stay for half an hour, will it be too much of a loss?

Ding Meng thought of a strategy in his heart, and unconsciously walked up to the old Santana and knocked on the car window.

The dusty black windows rolled down, and the driver, Angkor, exhaled hot air and asked, "Is it done?"

"Well, it's almost, I still have to interview Ling Bai, the protagonist of the incident, and the murderer who was caught, which may take a long time. Ding Meng pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Otherwise, Angkor, you can go back first." After the interview, I estimated that it was time to get off work, so I went straight home, which is not far from my house. ”

The driver, Angkor, smiled ambiguously, with an expression that I understand, started the car, and after telling Ding Meng to pay attention to safety, he drove along the road before coming to the city.

"That's it. Ding Meng clenched his fist and waved it twice into the air, and two small tiger teeth were mischievously revealed from the corners of his mouth.

Sheqian Village belongs to the subordinate village of Fenghuang Town, and the straight-line distance from the town is only about four or five kilometers. When she was a child, she often followed her mother to the market, and for more than ten years, there has been little change in the town, and she is also familiar with it.

Ding Meng couldn't help but sigh that she had come to the town too rarely, otherwise she would have met Ling Bai a long time ago, maybe she would have taken it down by now.

It's 2:10 p.m. and the streets are in shambles. Banana peels, discarded vegetable leaves, and countless plastic bags of all kinds. The villagers who rushed to the market have long since dispersed, and all kinds of vendors are also packing their bags, counting the goods and profits, and preparing to rush to the market in the nearby town tomorrow.

The only two sanitation workers in the town pulled the garbage cart early and walked silently in the dirtiest farmer's market area. They are scattered in two places, with a clear division of labor, each holding a broom to clean up the garbage together, and from time to time bragging and chatting with familiar merchants, with a simple smile on their faces.

Ding Meng felt the beauty of a remote town for the first time, well, to be precise, it should be the first time when he grew up.

When she was a child, her favorite thing was to follow her elders to the market, and the new things in the polder market were the source of motivation to keep her happy all day. Since she was in elementary school, she went to Qiancheng No. 1 Primary School in the urban area, and the middle and high school were Qiancheng No. 3 Middle School, and finally went out of Jiang Province to go to university in Zhejiang Province.

After graduation, he was even more free, so he went back to Qiancheng and entered the newspaper office, running around at two o'clock every day, and he had already lost his enthusiasm at the time of the meeting.

"When can I write an article about the town? Ding Meng glanced at the childhood ecological chain full of memories, walked quickly to the end of the farmer's street, and finally saw the signboard in the corner with the words "Deep Cold Flower Shop" handwritten.

"The hyphenography is so beautiful. Ding Meng's two star eyes were half-squinted, and he smiled: "I know that I don't like him because of his appearance." ”

Walking into the flower shop, she saw Ling Bai squatting on the ground and trimming flower branches.

"Chu Yuxing, I'll take you to buy clothes. Ding Meng coughed lightly, his eyes blinking at Ling Bai's figure. When she was walking on the road, she took the opportunity to look up the name Xia Chu Yuxing on the Internet, and found that she was the heroine in a drama many years ago. She also watched all the relevant stalks in the play, and finally found the 'Metersbonwe' to buy clothes that made her messy in the wind. ’