Mala Tang Little Brother's Entrepreneurship History

The steamed stuffed bun shop is a long and narrow room, with three tables barely set up. The guests at the other two tables watched the peddler cry so hard, and their voices were consciously lowered. The proprietress who sells steamed stuffed buns usually goes to Cheng Lin's to buy a bowl of Mala Tang , I know them all, and I saw the hawker stall being taken away by the urban management just now, and at this time they brought a bowl of beef soup sympathetically, with a few thick slices of meat in it.

From time to time, Ren An passed a tissue to the peddler, and seeing that he was almost crying, he tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "How much money have you saved? How much is the difference?"

Cheng Lin sniffled and said, "If you want to save enough [-], you can rent a small shop, and you're still [-] to [-]."

Ren An immediately frowned, knocked on the table with his knuckles, and said: "Okay, don't cry, you can't do it right. Last time I asked you how much you sell for one night, you boy said that business is good." It’s no problem when you’re less than one thousand yuan. This year is 360 and five days. You’ve sold it for three years, but you haven’t saved 10 yuan? Didn’t do the math well or did the bank cheat you of the money?”

The peddler lowered his head and said nothing, Ren An pushed the bowl of hot beef soup in front of the peddler, and said, "Look at the way you go into battle with injuries, you don't look lazy, how much can you cost for that little thing? One thousand a night, I think it is possible to sell one million, how did you earn such a small amount of money?"

Ren An originally wanted to add, "Aren't you brainless", but seeing the peddler's red eyes swollen from crying, he didn't say anything, and then remembered the 3000 yuan that the peddler gave to someone at the entrance of the KTV on the rainy day, and he understood. At one point, he changed the subject and said: "Eighty thousand is enough. A small store of more than ten square meters here costs about 1 yuan a month. Simple decoration costs [-] to [-] yuan, and it also sells spicy soup? It doesn't take much to buy goods. Coincidentally, taking advantage of this opportunity, I simply find a storefront and rent it first."

After Ren An said this, it seemed to be very simple, 8 yuan is more than enough, Ren An saw that the hawker was in a calmer mood, and said: "You still have 8 yuan, right? You are still young , There are many people who are stronger and poorer than you, and there are many people on the street, right? Why cry? If you have strength, it’s better to go and see where the store is suitable. Come, drink the beef soup that auntie gave, and go back to rest for a few minutes God, take good care of your legs..."

After Ren An finished speaking, a little embarrassment rose in his heart. He grew up so big, and he seemed to have almost no experience of coaxing others. It was the first time he had experienced it just now. Grandpa's big golden retriever played a trick.Ren An coughed uncomfortably, and said, "If you lose your stall, I'm also a little bit jointly and severally responsible. Cough, how about I ask you about the store, where do you want to open it? Is it the west gate of the school? "

Cheng Lin was very moved when he heard this, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, thank you, I...I'll think about it again."

Cheng Lin was so burdened with so many things that he couldn't eat at all, he asked the proprietress, "Auntie, let me pack it up and take it away. You gave me the beef soup for free, right? Don't settle the score."

The proprietress smiled and scolded him for being a shrewd person, and came to help him pack the bag. Cheng Lin took money out of his own pocket, while Ren An had already taken out his wallet and took out a few hundred yuan bills to the proprietress, saying, "I'm not asking you to eat, Don't be silly."

Ren An is tall, 1.8 meters eight, looks handsome and upright, and speaks with aura, completely like a big brother. When Cheng Lin heard Ren An's voice raised, he immediately dared not speak.

After Ren An settled the bill, he used his mobile phone to call a special car to take Cheng Lin back. Cheng Lin followed behind Ren An, raised his eyes and glanced secretly several times, and finally summoned up his courage and asked: "Brother, your name is Ren An Well? I saw it was written on the prescribed medicine list."

Ren An glanced back at him and said, "Well. What about you? What's your name?"

"Cheng Lin, the Cheng of the future, the forest of the woods."

Ren An nodded, patted Cheng Lin on the shoulder, and said, "Well, get in the car."

The two got into the car, and Cheng Lin pointed to the road. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the basement where Cheng Lin lived. Ren An helped him down the stairs. After Cheng Lin took out the key to open the door, Ren An was still taken by surprise.This living condition is not as good as the kennel of his grandfather's big golden retriever. It is like a gloomy coffin box, dark and damp, without the lights on, there is no light at all, it is only a few square meters, and there is a single bed The plank bed, the walls of the house are bare, except for the refrigerator in the corner, it seems that there is nothing else.

Cheng Lin turned on the light and stood awkwardly by the door. He didn't want Ren An to come with him, but he wanted to return Ren An's money that day, so he didn't refuse him to see him off.Cheng Lin smoothed the bed sheet, let Ren An sit, then squatted down and pulled out the iron box from under the bed, took out a bag of medicine and a wad of money from it, handed it to Ren An and said, "Brother, thank you for buying it that day. Medicine, give me back the taxi fare, I didn’t move, plus the medical expenses, I don’t know how much it is, I’ll give you these..."

Ren An didn't take the money, but took the bag containing the medicine, opened it, and found that the medicine was still unopened.Ren An pointed to Cheng Lin's blood-soaked trousers, and said, "Take off your trousers." After finishing speaking, he felt like a bit of a hooligan, and added, "Change your dressing."

Cheng Lin originally wanted to say no, but under Ren An's heavy gaze, he didn't dare to say anything. This kind-hearted brother helped him once, twice or three times. Thinking about it, I stood up and took off my pants, and smiled stupidly: "Brother, I really don't know how to take medicine. I didn't care if I had a hole before. It will be healed in a few days. If there is pus, Just prick it with a needle and squeeze out the pus."

Grandma Ren An is a doctor. He grew up with his grandparents, and he knew a little about daily basic medical care. Hearing what the peddler said, he was speechless, but what made him even more speechless was the speed at which the peddler took off his pants.

Well, in addition to the noble character of helping others, Ren An helps the peddler again and again, in fact, it is because the other party is pleasing to the eye, with a pitiful appearance, and a face of being unlucky, and he feels that he will not help him. Either I was drowned by the heavy rain, or I fell into the pit and washed away, or I choked to death after eating buns. I saw that the stray cats were still fed cat food, not to mention that the peddler was more in line with his aesthetics than the stray cats. .

Ren An looked at the peddler who took off his trousers and asked him to help change the medicine, Wei Wei felt that he was a bit dirty, but he was not to blame, it was all innate, carried in his genes, and he couldn't help it!

So Ren An frankly scanned the peddler's naked legs, and then took the medicine and said solemnly: "There are several holes in the underwear, it's time to change."

The peddler lowered his head, blushed to the tips of his ears, nodded softly and said, "Hey."

Ren An looked at the tip of the peddler's ears and smiled secretly. Just as he was about to untie the bandage, he heard the peddler's phone ring.

Because the two were close, Ren An heard the person on the phone and said, "Xiao Lin, prepare 5 yuan for me and transfer it to me tomorrow."

The peddler, who was blushing just now, turned pale again in an instant.

The author has something to say: Mr. Ren, he has a delicate heart...

Taking off your pants is just changing your dressing, don't think too much about it, we, Ren Anduo, are upright.