Rise

Although it is the same season, the nights in Xiacheng are not as cool and cool as the autumn in Shanghai.

Late-night snack stalls and barbecue restaurants can be seen everywhere on the roadside. The charcoal grills are brushed with oil, hot and smoking, and the skewers are being grilled back and forth. The guests sitting at the table are laughing, drinking and chatting loudly, making this coastal city in southern Fujian Province It's a little more pyrotechnic than the Demon City.

Lin Feng sat alone at a small square table.

The lively and noisy environment around him seemed to be a completely different world to him.

Just sit quietly.

Accepting the kind invitation from the boss of the late night snack stall, he casually ordered some barbecue, ordered two cans of beer, and waited patiently here alone.

There is no need to rush.

Because waiting for something like this was what he had been doing since this morning.

While waiting for the barbecue, Lin Feng looked around, taking in the environment and layout of this late-night snack stall.

It's indeed a bit shabby and shabby.

Even the small foldable square table in front of me, looking at the uneven and peeling wood board skin, I can guess that it has been there for many years. The peeling wood paint seems to be penetrated by a layer of oil, making it look more ancient and moist.

The boss came over with an iron dinner plate and placed a large amount of beef and mutton skewers and some roasted vegetables in front of Lin Feng:

"It's baked."

"Come on, try it."

Lin Feng subconsciously lowered his head to look at the dinner plate, but showed a bit of surprise, then turned to look at the boss again:

"I don't think... I ordered so much."

Because it was just a temporary decision of his own, although he accepted the boss's invitation, he just simply ordered five skewers of mutton and five skewers of beef. As for the remaining grilled chicken gizzards, chicken hearts and garlic vermicelli Scallops and grilled eggplant... were not among his selections just now.

Naturally, one person cannot eat so much.

The uncle boss laughed when he heard this:

"fine."

"The rest of these are my signature here.

It's a pity that you missed it. It's free for you to try, and there's no extra charge. "

Lin Feng was startled again and showed some hesitation:

"That's not good?"

There is no reward for no work, and places like night snack stalls are originally small-scale businesses with small profits. Lin Feng also has experience in eating barbecue, and he knows that just the free portions given by the boss in front of him are enough to make this business a success. It's all in vain, and you may even have to pay a lot of money.

How can anyone do business and take the initiative to lose money?

The uncle boss waved his hand indifferently:

"Nothing bad."

"It's a small amount of money, so don't worry too much."

The boss paused as he spoke, his eyes fell on Lin Feng's face, and he smiled:

"Moreover--"

"It would be outrageous if you don't take care of Xiaoqiu's friend."

…

During a brief conversation with the boss, Lin Feng finally understood the situation.

Looking around again, sizing up the late-night snack stall, Lin Feng showed a somewhat awakened look on his face, and murmured subconsciously:

"so--"

"So this is where it is."

In fact, I should have thought of it when I came here for the first time yesterday.

Ah Qiu had mentioned to them countless times the barbecue stalls and the kebabs they boasted about, and he warmly invited them to a place they must try when they come to Xiacheng.

It turns out that it really opened next to the Internet cafe.

Lucky hit--

Now I am actually sitting at the dining table of the stall.

The only pity is that there are no other companions around me. Even though the old friend who made the warm invitation is now in an Internet cafe only a few dozen steps away from me, he seems to have become so alienated that he is like a stranger. Like a chasm across a chasm.

There were no other new customers at the stall at the moment. The boss took a few cans of beer and put them in front of the table. He gave Lin Feng one, opened one himself, and clinked glasses with the former with a smile:

"Come on, let's go."

"The little classmate is very unfamiliar. He must not be a local."

Lin Feng picked up the beer and took a sip, then nodded:

"I came here for the first time yesterday."

When he said this, he paused, shook his head, and said softly:

"Actually, it should have come a long time ago."

The uncle boss didn't ask much about the second half of Lin Feng's words. He kindly reminded the kebabs to be eaten while they were hot. He watched someone bite a skewer of mutton into his mouth and asked with a smile:

"How is the taste?"

Someone's mouth was full of oil after eating, and he spoke vaguely:

"tasty."

Praise from customers is the greatest reward for a store. Naturally, the boss smiled even more from ear to ear. He continued to enthusiastically recommend Lin Feng to try several other types of kebabs, and then continued with a smile:

"When Xiaoqiu came to my place for the first time, she almost ordered these."

"That rascal--"

"When I ate it, I almost didn't swallow his tongue."

"I don't know how many times I went on in one night. I was afraid that he wouldn't burst his stomach."

Lin Feng picked up another skewer of beef and heartily agreed:

"No exaggeration."

"Boss, the skewers here are really authentic."

The boss laughed heartily:

"No."

"Otherwise, I can't let that guy Xiaoqiu come here every day after eating here once. But later, he seemed to be playing in some professional competition. It took more than half a year. It was quite rare to see him. Someone’s here.”

Lin Feng paused after hearing this, lowered his head and continued eating the kebabs, just saying a vague "hmm".

The boss himself said with some emotion:

"Further on—"

"Probably after half a year, he came back and his energy was obviously not as good as before."

"So I started to work for my relatives at the Internet cafe, as a network administrator or something like that."

"Every night, he still comes to my place to order two skewers of barbecue and eat and drink with beer, but I can see that he is unhappy."

"It seems that you can only see a smile on his face when one of his former teammates comes to play with him - that teammate is also a good young man, he should be from around Xiacheng, with a good personality and He is calm and down-to-earth, making people like him just by looking at him. What is his name... I think Xiaoqiu is called 'Amo'."

After hearing this, Lin Feng suddenly raised his head, looked at his boss and asked eagerly:

"Boss, have you seen Amo?"

The boss smiled and nodded:

"Of course."

"He and Xiaoqiu have been having late-night snacks at my place for a week."

“I drink a big box of beer every night just with the skewers.”

"But it was a long time ago. I haven't seen anyone in the past two years. I probably have my own things to be busy with."

As he said this, the boss also showed a bit of regret in his tone.

Lin Feng was stunned, then nodded slowly:

"That's it..."

The boss looked at Lin Feng and suddenly said:

"so--"

"You were also Xiaoqiu's teammate back then, right?"

Lin Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Then he showed a bit of a wry smile:

"Previously."

"Now...I don't know if it still counts."

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