The lame man at the dumpling shop

Festival, also can do fifteen times.

Not to mention that Cheng Shui always wanted to take his brother to get up early and go to some new places to play. When the two of them are together, that matter is important and cannot be overemphasized, but there is only so little time, it is simply necessary Cheng Shui's life was over.

He calculated and calculated, and finally figured out the crux of the matter.

"Brother, don't you think it's too little for us to take a rest once a month?" Under the cover of the quilt, Cheng Shui wrapped half of his body around Yan Qingsheng's body without any scruples, his fingers seemed to have no place holding his wrist.Yan Qingsheng's wrist bone protruded with a somewhat sharp point, and Cheng Shui was recruited out of nowhere. Recently, every time he was on the bed, he had to catch, lick and kiss him, and even left a not-so-deep tooth mark on it.

It was only after nine o'clock, and Cheng Shui was making trouble with him again, so Yan Qingsheng couldn't fall asleep.What Cheng Shui said was the obvious fact, Yan Qingsheng said "it's a little bit", but he didn't know how to go on.

In his own situation, even if he could find another job, how could it be any different from that of the dumpling shop?

As for Cheng Shui...

Cheng Shui himself has already picked up the words: "But now is really not the time to change jobs." The family always has to eat, the necessities of life must be bought, and having money every month can make Brother Sheng give up that shabby job. Get used to it.

Money, money.

Cheng Shui sighed, the movement was so loud that Yan Qingsheng turned to look at him.

Now it's time to say something to appease the irritable little guy in his family, but a person who has been in despair for more than thirty years can't even say what he thinks up.

What can be done.

So be it.

I made do with it.

all the same.

He also wanted to say that although it was very bitter, with Ah Shui, it was not so difficult.

He opened his mouth and didn't say a word, but he involuntarily took Cheng Shui's hand, wrapping most of Cheng Shui's hand into his fingers like a child grasping a treasure.

Cheng Shui rubbed his cheek.

After returning to work, both of them quickly returned to their pre-holiday working conditions. They still went out early and returned late. Cheng Shui picked up people by bicycle in the middle of the night, said something intimate, and slept under the covers.

It's just that this matter planted a seed in Cheng Shui's heart.

He always feels that maybe it's not that bad, there are still ways and ways out, even if it can't be changed immediately, but finding a goal that is not too difficult, and realizing it step by step, life will have a bright future.

Most of his hands are fur crafts, so it is no problem to make a living everywhere, but he can only make a living.

A craft needs to be learned deeply, firstly, it needs to be taught by a master, and secondly, it takes a lot of effort, Cheng Shui doesn't have any of it - this matter has been dragging on for ten or eight years, and his birth brother's health is about to collapse!

While squatting at the door of the store thinking, Wu Xiaosi came over with pancakes still in his mouth.

"Hey, this pancake is really good," he opened the door, chatting nonsense while chewing, "I got up late today, I used to go an extra street to buy the cheaper one, this is the first time I tried this one .”

He took another bite: "Tsk tsk tsk, I'm really willing to let go."

Cheng Shui glanced at the pancake in his hand, responded casually, bent down to carry the flowerpot, walked a few steps and suddenly regained consciousness, turned his head abruptly, and frightened Wu Xiaosi, who was following behind, for a moment.

"What, what?"

Cheng Shui said, "It's okay." He smiled, "You're about to blow up this pancake to the sky, and I want to see what the pancake looks like in the sky."

"Hi," Wu Xiaosi said, "Do you want one? I'll bring one for you tomorrow morning?"

Cheng Shui connected the water pipe: "How much?"

Wu Xiaosi lost the bag, so he rubbed his fingertips with cold water and wiped it dry on his trousers, "I added an egg for five yuan."

Cheng Shui quickly calculated in his mind: It was nothing more than shredded cabbage, potatoes, and kelp, plus sauces and side dishes.

He hadn't thought about doing this in the past, but now he suddenly thought about it, and he couldn't stop it like the river broke the embankment. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was feasible, and his heart itched so much that he wanted to go to other people's stalls to inspect it immediately.

"It won't work for these two days." Cheng Shui suppressed his restless thoughts, and said seemingly casually, "The family is tightly controlled, so we have to eat at home."

At noon, Cheng Shui picked up the lunch box and slipped down the street.He didn't go to the entrance of the community where Wu Xiaosi lived. After all, there are few stalls there, so it's better to walk faster, and it's worth going to the snack street.

There are stalls selling pancakes in the snack street. Cheng Shui randomly picked a place to squat, looked at two or three nearby shops while grilling food, wiped his mouth after eating, and stood not far away to stare at the car.

He went there for a week and came to the conclusion that the technical content is not high, but it is neat.

He can do it!

The next noon, Cheng Shui stopped going to the snack street, and instead went to find a welder to ask the price.The welder was probably familiar with it, and when he heard that he wanted a pancake cart, he started quoting without looking up: "One thousand two thousand without a stove, one thousand five thousand with a stove."

Cheng Shui went to four or five houses, almost all of them with this number.He did the math, and estimated that he could get one in half a year.

That night, Cheng Shui told Yan Qingsheng all about the past two weeks.

Yan Qingsheng was taken aback at first, he never thought that he could be his own boss, even if he was the boss of a pancake stall, he would be considered out of the working class!

Cheng Shui himself felt embarrassed: "Brother, is there anything inappropriate?"

Yan Qingsheng pondered for a long time, but the more he thought about it, the more suitable it became.Cheng Sailor is flexible, and he can help prepare the materials himself. He can talk when he looks good, and he can endure hardships in good health. He really can try it.

"It won't take that long." Yan Qingsheng thought about it and answered slowly.Cheng Shui said it would take eight or nine months, but he felt it was too long. If something happened in the middle of such a long time, it would be troublesome if it was delayed.

Cheng Shui was stunned for a moment, and became anxious, "No, no, brother, don't say you can't afford to eat or dress for this matter."

It was hard for him to get his brother to accept the current standard of living slowly. This matter was a matter of the bottom line in Cheng Shui, and he would not give up an inch.

Yan Qingsheng said: "That's too slow—I...we still have some money at home, you take it."

He said, and started to dig out the pillow: "There should be four thousand and two."

Since Cheng Shui came, he hasn't counted the money carefully. Probably the most important and valuable thing is not this pillow anymore, and he doesn't seem to think about counting money for a long time.

Cheng Shui frowned: "Brother, the family has to save money for emergencies, this is not possible."

Yan Qingsheng said, "Isn't this an urgent matter?" Seeing that Cheng Shui firmly disagreed, he had to take out one thousand and told him a compromise: "Then...wait another two months."

Save two to three hundred a month, and the car can be bought in two months.With a car, that's half the battle.

"This is our car." Cheng Shui couldn't help him, and laughed helplessly, "How about the Shuisheng Pancake stall?"

Spreading pancakes looks easy, but I didn’t realize that there were still many problems until I got started: where to put them, how much the price is, how soft and hard the pancakes are, and it’s best to contact a regular vegetable vendor for the shredded vegetables inside. You have to compare which sauce is more flavorful and which side dishes are more crunchy and sweet.Trivial details came one after another, and when Cheng Shui finished dealing with these problems, his work as a flower shop for the last month came to an end.

So although the plan was very smooth, four months have passed since that night when the water pancake stall officially opened.

Many years later, Cheng Shui still clearly remembers that he brought 260, 120, [-] cents home the first day.The two lay on the bed and counted back and forth four or five times. Yan Qingsheng estimated the cost, and he earned more than [-] yuan in one day!

Cheng Shui pressed the calculator: "A month... three thousand and six!"

He was rolling on the bed with the calculator in his arms, so happy that he didn't feel tired at all

"Ben'er is back!" He grinned and shouted, "Brother, when this month is over, you should stop going to the dumpling shop."

Yan Qingsheng paused, "But..."

"It's nothing!" Cheng Shui groaned with a carp on his shoulder, he didn't want his brother to do this for a long time, and now he read it very smoothly, "The dumpling shop only gave so little, and it was too early in the morning You can help me if you don't go to the dumpling shop, you can have a good rest when I go out, and when we earn more, we can have a weekly rest..."

Later...

Cheng Shui remembered that his elder brother refused to agree, but he couldn't bear him talking all day long, and one day he resigned quietly.

It was Cheng Shui's third month in the stall, and his income had basically stabilized. When he was lucky, he could earn more than 200 yuan a day.

The water pancake stand is especially popular with young girls. Unlike the general stall owners on the roadside, Cheng Shui's face is very good. He smiled at the little girl and asked if he wanted to add something. When he was in a good mood, he made a recommendation, which was sure. You can also add more root sausage.

What about Yan Qingsheng?

Brother Sheng, who was sitting downstairs under the parasol, was a little shy. He patted the flour on his hands: "I haven't made much progress, and I'm making dumplings again."

After hearing this, Cheng Shui interjected, "Why not, aren't you the boss now?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense." His brother became anxious and spoke a little faster, Cheng Shui pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm alone, and I'm free at home, so I can make some casually when I come out in the afternoon, and it's not a waste. "

"Moving? Ah, yes." Yan Qingsheng picked up a bowl, called out a number, and continued, "It's been almost a year. The original Liudaoxiang was demolished, and some money was paid to live in a building."

He seemed to want to laugh, "Many people in Liudaoxiang have moved here. I didn't expect to live with my old neighbors after changing places."

Cheng Shui curled his lips and wanted to interrupt again, but when a guest came, he had to go over to say hello.

"Ah Shui still has a lot of opinions on those people in the past.