One of the big boys

Zhang Bao arranged the mosquitoes' shop next to the inn.The inn only provides accommodation, not food.Mosquito and the others have no objection, and Mosquito plans to continue working in Zhang Bao's restaurant.The name of their restaurant was decided upon by the mouse.The mouse said, just after the name of Zhang's elder brother's restaurant, let's just call it Wukong Restaurant.Get the unprecedented approval of everyone.

Zhang Bao laughed when he heard the name, and flicked the mosquito's head, "Why, you still want to be the big brother of my restaurant?"

Mosquito covered his head and laughed.

The weather was cold, Zhang Bao had already put on his coat, and he put his hands in his sleeves, "I will give you some ideas for the decoration of this shop, and you can take your own ideas. Isn't it called Wukong Restaurant, isn't it? It has something to do with monkeys, you can put a whole wooden monkey at the door to welcome customers, and you can also put more monkey dolls in the store."

After hearing this, Mosquito looked like he was being educated, and gave Zhang Bao another boost, "Brother Zhang, you are really smart."

"Success, success, stop talking nonsense and go to work."

Mosquito went back at night and discussed with Mouse how to decorate the shop. When it came to the idea of ​​holiday monkeys, Pumpkin opened his eyes and said, "We can be Monkey King. I can make clothes for wooden monkeys."

"Yes, yes." Lizi replied with a doll in his hand, "I can do it too." They have been short of money recently, so mosquitoes, mice, and Lizi all sew dolls together in the morning and evening.At the beginning, I was slow, and I could only sew two in the morning and evening, but now I can sew five.

One day, Zhang Bao was sitting at the counter chatting with others, eating melon seeds, when he suddenly heard someone ask, "Where is the shopkeeper here?"

Zhang Bao hurriedly spat out the melon seed husks, and stood up, "I'm the shopkeeper. What do you want me to do? Find a table to sit at, and a guy will come to greet you."

The skinny man said, "I didn't come to you for food." After a moment's pause, he said, "It's also for food."

What the hell, this is, Zhang Bao thought, maybe a scholar came here to tease me, but this person doesn't look like a scholar because of his skinny and dry appearance. "Why is that?"

The skinny man cupped his hands, "I'm the head of an opera troupe. I just arrived here, and I want to find a place to sing opera and earn some money to make ends meet."

Zhang Bao took a look at his newly opened shop, this shop was connected by two shops, of course the place is big.In the morning, tell the story by yourself, and in the afternoon, let’s set up a stage for them to sing opera. I haven’t heard the real ancient opera yet.

Zhang Bao chatted with this thin man for a while, and found out that his name was Li Yishan, he was from the capital, and he was in charge of a troupe of 13 people.

When it was about lunch time, Li Yishan asked, "Excuse me, the shopkeeper, do you know where there are inns to stay here. I transferred two inns, and they were full of people." Speaking of this, Li Yishan was also surprised. Business is also very good.

Hearing this, Zhang Bao squinted his eyes. Just as he was about to reply, a man at a nearby table laughed in a rough voice, "Hey, you are asking the right person. Our shopkeeper is still open. an inn."

Zhang Bao also laughed, "Walk along the street and go west. There is a big inn called 'Tengyun Inn'."

Li Yishan quickly thanked him, and led a group of people back in less time than two cups of tea.Zhang Bao was still eating melon seeds there, and he heard that the Jin family next door to the shop in the alley had given birth to another boy.

"The shopkeeper." Li Yishan led a thin child.Zhang Bao thought wickedly, looking at the child's skinny monkey appearance, he must be the baby of Li Yishan's family. "Brother Li is here for dinner this time?"

Li Yishan nodded, Zhang Bao turned his head and shouted. "Mosquito, come to greet customers and open a big table." The big table in the store is a big round table, and it is no problem to squeeze a dozen people.Besides, no one in the group is fat.

The mosquito groaned and trotted over. "This way, please."

In order to show friendship, Zhang Bao gave Li Yishan and the others a fraction of five cents for their meals.Li Yishan thanked him again and again, saying that he would be able to set up a stage and sing an opera the next day.For singing a play, Zhang Bao gave them four hundred dollars for an afternoon.

When returning home in the afternoon, Zhang Bao and Da Zhuang talked about it.Da Zhuang smiled, looking at the seemingly endless road ahead, "When I was young, I also heard about operas when I went to the temple fair with Ah Mo." That was still a very young thing, and it might be the only one I saw After all these years, Da Zhuang can still remember bits and pieces of it.

As soon as I arrived at Zhuangzikou, I saw plum blossom cake running towards me with its tongue out.Si Zhuang was sitting on a rock not far away, saw his donkey cart, stood up and ran over.When Zhang Bao ran close, he saw that the cotton coat on Wu Zhuang's chest was torn, and the cotton wool was leaking out.

Da Zhuang also saw it, and immediately jumped out of the donkey cart, "Little boy, how do you wear these clothes?" This is a new padded jacket made this year.According to Bao'er's prodigal nature, even if the clothes are repaired, Bao'er is not willing to let this brat, Si Zhuang, wear them.

When Si Zhuang saw Da Zhuang jumped out of the car, his tone was not good, so he turned around and ran back.Plum Blossom Cake didn't know why, so she also ran behind the two of them.Zhang Bao got off the donkey cart and shouted, "Tian Dazhuang, I tell you, I don't want to beat children." After shouting, he saw that Dazhuang had already caught up with Sizhuang.Zhang Bao shook his head, led the donkey cart and walked home.

Si Zhuang was still struggling, and was picked up and thrown up and down by Da Zhuang, laughing so loudly that the whole Zhangjiazhuang could hear it.Da Zhuang put Si Zhuang on the donkey cart, and Si Zhuang picked up his whip, waved it wildly in the air, and shouted, "Drive, drive."

Zhang Bao asked him, "What did you do with the clothes? Are they torn and dirty?"

Si Zhuang wiped his nose with his sleeve, looking a little proud, "The bastards in Zhoukou are talking about it. But I made that little fat man cry." Zhoukou is the village next door, and it is only three miles away along Zhangjiazhuang.

Zhang Bao snatched the whip from Si Zhuang's hand and tapped the back of Si Zhuang's hand, "How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to wipe your nose with your sleeve. Where is the handkerchief Uncle Xiaohua prepared for you? Look at you." These sleeves, tsk, are reflective. People who don't know will think you are a little blacksmith."

The author has something to say:

Do you know the stalk of blacksmithing?On our side, when we describe clothes that are dirty and reflective, we say that they are worn to iron.