Flavored candle shop

Although he was forcibly accepted as an employee by Hongyao, and the person involved did not struggle to deny it, Pei Ci actually had no serious business to do in the incense candle shop.

Shopping for food used to have takeaway orders, but now there are errands and Fang Chong, shop cleaning and tidying, prosperity and even volunteering, making incense candles and making red medicines, etc. Idlers can’t intervene, and even communicating red medicines with customers is difficult. Afraid that those ignorant ghosts would collide with him.

So, Mr. Pei, who used to be all-powerful and decisive in the mall, now can only sit in the candle shop drinking tea, chatting, smiling, and enjoying retirement in advance. It's really... a pleasure.

Pei Ci refilled a cup of tea for himself and Hongyao. The three little devils had just reluctantly finished practicing big characters, and now they were having fun in the backyard. Their ears were quiet for a rare moment, and finally Fang Chong came back.

"Boss, Yu Meng's work has been arranged. She can still apply for subsidies in our company in this situation. I will do it for her by the way. The cafeteria also explained that I will try my best to arrange practical work for her. Fang Chong wiped off his sweat and sighed easily. Although Boss Hong's candle shop has no air conditioner or fan, the pleasant coolness from the inside out is a hundred times more comfortable than the air conditioner and fan!

Hong Yao looked at the packing box that Fang Chong brought back, and asked curiously, "Is this the food in your company's cafeteria?"

Fang Chong wiped off his sweat and said, "Well, they are the most popular dishes in our company's cafeteria, and I specially asked the master to cook them with added ingredients."

Open the lid of the box, the aroma is very tangy, the amount of meat is very homely, it really is the added version!Hong Yao felt very novel: "Is there no watermelon fried meat in the cafeteria this season?"

"Watermelon fried meat?" Pei Ci, who consciously took the chopsticks to call the child, looked at Fang Chong with a puzzled face. Does their company cafeteria still have this kind of dish?

Fang Chong twitched the corner of his mouth: "Boss Hong, stop joking, this kind of dark cuisine that only university cafeterias dare to cook, our company cafeteria dare not do."

People depend on food, and their company cafeteria is famous for its healthy and delicious food. Many employees refuse to be poached by other companies because of the good food!

"That's it..." Hong Yao was still a little regretful, "Speaking of which, this is the first time I've eaten the legendary canteen food."

It's a pity that there are no popular dark dishes that you can see on the Internet.

"First time?" Fang Chong, who has lived for more than 20 years and spent more than half of his time eating big pot meals in the cafeteria, said bluntly, "Didn't you eat it when you were in school?"

Pei Ci, who was distributing chopsticks and spoons to the little ghosts, also looked at the red medicine suspiciously. The three little ghosts followed suit and looked up.

Hong Yao, who was being watched by everyone, suddenly raised her hand to cover her face, her voice was painful and low and vague: "Actually... I didn't go to school, my family was poor when I was young, and the incense and candle shop was on the verge of closing every day. I can barely make ends meet, woo..."

Pei Ci: "..."

Fang Chong looked at Boss Hong, who was covering his face with slightly wider silk sleeves and his shoulders were shaking slightly. He was so flustered that he was at a loss. He wished he could go back to 2 minutes ago and give him a slap in the face to make him talk fast!Let him talk nonsense!What should I do if I hit Boss Hong's sore spot!

"Woo... this meatball is quite delicious, and the Q bomb is rich and meaty!" Hong Yao put down her sleeves, revealing a clean face... and a pair of chopsticks with half of the meatball poked.

Fang Chong: "???"

Hong Yao: "Eat it, why don't you move your chopsticks?"

Pei Ci lowered his eyes and thought deeply, and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a meatball for Hong Yao and the three children: "Let's eat."

"Thank you, Brother Pei Ci!" The little devils raised their hands holding the chopsticks high, and their voices were cheerful and excited, "I'm starting!"

Fang Chong: "..."

I look silly for being serious, really.

……

After eating, he was clearing away the bowls and chopsticks when there was a knock on the half-closed store door. Fang Chong was ready to see hell in the daytime, but what Wangcai Ruyi brought in was a living person in overalls.

"Hello! I'm a staff member of the Shangjing Urban Construction Department. I took the liberty to come here today to register for the repair of the back alley building. Please... May I ask who is Hongyao?" The young man wearing a T-shirt with the words "Shangjing Urban Construction" holding A stack of questionnaires, after seeing the situation in the store clearly, his voice gradually became quieter, and his expression became stiff and tense.

Seeing that he was sweating profusely from the heat, Hong Yao handed him an unopened bottle of mineral water: "I am Hong Yao, what does the maintenance registration of the building in the alley mean?"

"Thank you...thank you, my name is Wenming." Wenming took the cold mineral water bottle, and met the eyes of the person in front of him, which were as wet as jade, and his heart, which had been scorched by the hot summer sun, immediately cooled down.

After a grateful smile, he explained in detail: "Although the demolition plan of the end alley was canceled due to non-compliance, the higher authorities considered that the houses here are old and have great artistic appreciation value, so it is a pity to just use it as a residential area. , and worked together with other relevant departments to formulate a 'repair plan for the old alleys', intending to repair and repair the surrounding alleys in a unified way, and turn this place into a tourist attraction!"

Hong Yao glanced at the old bluestone street outside the door, with black wooden eaves and stone bricks on both sides, and the tiled roof with small weeds, and said in a suspicious tone: "Tourist area? That's it?"

Civilization nodded heavily, and was very optimistic about the prospects here: "The buildings in the alleys are well preserved! There is no random demolition and expansion, as long as a little repair, it will definitely be very popular!"

The key point is that although this place is located in the outskirts of Shangjing, the transportation is very developed and convenient. Compared with other remote ancient towns, it can save a lot of time and travel expenses. Compared with the scenic spots in the city, there are many unmodified old buildings with the original flavor of the old. , as long as it is well planned, once it is opened, it will definitely be widely acclaimed!

"Okay." Hongyao has completely given up hope for human aesthetics. They like to dig graves to study the things of the dead. The longer they are buried in the ground, the more valuable they are. Not to mention, this house also likes old things. ?Because the foundation is buried in the soil for a long time?

"Please fill out this form." Wenming took out a form and handed it to Hong Yao, then held up the camera with shining eyes: "Can I take a few photos indoors? Mainly the key beam structure and the wall with large areas of damage It is convenient for subsequent repairs.”

"Let's shoot." Hong Yao turned his head and picked out a fine brush from the pen holder of the cabinet. He was not very used to hard pens.

Wenming was very happy when the owner of the house agreed to take a photo. Then when he looked up, he saw a row of eyeless paper heads hanging from the beams.

Civilization: "!!!" Ahhh, he has already tried not to look at the walls on both sides, why is there ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Civilization, who was frightened and wronged for his work, had to use up all his strength to overcome the shaking of his hands. He picked out a few clear ones from dozens of blurred photos, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he listened to Hong Yaoyong's extraordinarily calm voice. The tone asked: "Are you in charge of the maintenance registration of the tail lane?"

Civilization nodded: "Yes, yours is the first one I registered."

Hongyao picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and the pen was slender but powerful, like a silver hook painted on iron: "Then give me all your watches, Weixiang is the real estate under my name."

'Click'——Before Wenming could react, he saw a tall and strong man who was cleaning up the dishes accidentally dropped a small wooden spoon.

Fang Chong looked at Hong Yao who was writing calmly, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

I'm so stupid, I only know that Boss Hong's hands are rough and straightforward, and he will never beep if he can do it. How can I forget that he has a bad personality and says all kinds of scary things!How silly of me, really!I actually believe that a person with a veranda and a landscape pavilion behind the shop can't afford to go to school...

"Uncle Fang Chong! My spoon! My spoon!" Wangcai looked anxiously at the wooden spoon with his name engraved on the ground. This was made for them by the owner himself, and there was only one for each of them!

Fang Chong was still immersed in his complicated thoughts of regret, annoyance and self-doubt, but Wen Wenming was already dumbfounded. This child... did he float over?It must have floated over!Are your feet off the ground?Are they really off the ground?Or is there something wrong with my eyes?

Seeing Wen Wenming rubbing his eyes in surprise, Pei Ci calmly picked up the wooden spoon on the ground, then picked up Wang Cai, and said in a slightly stern tone: "How many times have I said, don't run around like this at home?" Come on, the clothes are wide enough to cover your feet, what if you fall?"

Wangcai's jiojio in small cloth shoes twisted in the air, and apologized obediently: "I'm sorry Brother Pei, Wangcai knew he was wrong, and he will never do it again in the future!"

It turned out that the clothes were running too fast!Wenming quietly breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that he was too timid and easily influenced by the environment.But the name Wangcai is too... that.

It didn't take much time for Hong Yao to fill out a stack of forms. After the ink dried, Wenming checked the registration form like a calligraphy work with eyes of admiration, and suddenly found a problem. He took out a sheet from his backpack and made a lot of After carefully comparing the marked local maps one by one, he looked puzzled and said: "The number of units is correct, but the area is not right... It is more than half missing."

But before registering, he carefully observed the alleys. The alleys are spacious and tidy. On both sides are two or three-story houses with stone walls, wooden eaves and gray tiles. The key is where can the less area go? !How big are these paved backyards?

Hong Yao glanced at the map in Wen Wenming's hand, and said considerately, "Would you like to visit the back garden of the candle shop?"

He has lived here for three years, and he can see at a glance that even if the area of ​​the back garden is added, the map does not match.He was more curious than civilization, where did the missing land go... What exactly did old man Yin leave for him...

Civilization took the map and nodded hurriedly. The outside is so well preserved, the backyard must be more ancient, right?

Passing through the inner corner, the vermilion corridor full of paper lanterns and the small bamboo forest of the landscape pavilion came into view, and the civilization who loves ancient buildings widened their eyes. After walking through the corridor, they entered the Moon Gate and saw the carved doors and windows and the scenery of the garden Civilization is even more stunned—why is the backyard of a century-old building... a thousand-year-old building! ! !

After carefully touching the delicate carved window and quickly confirming the year, Wenming looked at the dull-looking red medicine with bright eyes.

I really want to ask if this backyard can also be included in the scope of renovation and unified planning!With this thousand-year-old ancient building, the level of the "tail alley development plan" can immediately rise to more than one level!

"Then...well, can I take a photo?" After struggling for a long time, Wenming still didn't speak his mind. He decided to go back and make a perfect plan, and then convince Boss Hong!

"Let's take a picture." Hong Yao's eyes scanned the small courtyard inch by inch. He has lived here since he left the imperial mausoleum, but if he hadn't seen the map today, he really wouldn't have noticed anything wrong here...

Pei Ci understood what the red medicine was looking for, and he also had the same doubts in his heart. During this period of time, he went in and out of the incense and candle shop every day, and he was familiar with the place day by day, and he didn't find anything unusual.

"Here..." After Pei Ci walked slowly around the courtyard wall, he stopped in front of the thick plantain bushes in the corner. For no reason, his heart twitched, feeling a little strange.

Hong Yao walked to Pei Ci's side, and after staring at the plantain bushes for a while, his lips suddenly curved, and he moved around neatly behind the plantain bushes, leaving a gap of two people's width between them and the wall. After groping on the wall for a while, Hong Yao cleverly pulled out five or six rows of green bricks under the surprised eyes of others, revealing the small rusty iron door inside.

Looking at the fist-sized brass lock on the iron door, Hong Yao suddenly remembered the brass key that old man Yin struggled to stuff into his palm before he died.

Fortunately, he didn't pack up the old-looking key and give it to the waste collector as a bonus because he couldn't find the matching lock.

This will come in handy.

The key was put into the keyhole, and with a slight turn, there was only a 'click', the lock was unlocked, and the door that had been dusty for an unknown number of years also opened.

Rao, the boss of Antiquity Benwuhong, who was dismissive of antiquities, looked at the gorgeous plaque hanging on the vermilion gate a few steps away, and was momentarily stunned speechless.