The women continue to sell, and the pace of change is very slow,

"Buy a few steamed buns, made at home, noodles, 3 yuan and 5, just don't have to look for money."

Cai Gen continued not to speak, waiting for change,

"My steamed buns are delicious, and we eat them every day in our own house, and everyone in the neighborhood buys them, and they can't buy them when they're late."

The women were still looking for change there, and obviously, a lot of one-dollar bills were on the bright side of the money box, and it was difficult to pick out three of the same.

Is it that hard to find 3 bucks? Isn't it obvious that three one-dollar bills are not?

Cai Gen is still stubborn, not saying a word, waiting for change,

"At such an old age, I still bargain when I buy a box of cigarettes, what's wrong with buying a few steamed buns? My steamed buns are poisonous? ”

Seeing that she couldn't sell it, the woman became angry and quickly took two bills and a dollar coin.

Thrown at the window, the coin rolled down the window and fell to the ground because of the greater force.

Cai Gen took the two dollars from the window and began to bend down and pick up the coins on the ground.

Because there is ice on the ground, the coin is heated at room temperature, and the temperature is very high, and when it encounters ice, it freezes.

It's not dawn yet, and the down jacket is still relatively thick.

It took a long time to pick up the coin.

In the process of picking up coins, the window of the shop closed with a bang, and the woman deliberately said loudly,

"Poor to death."

Cai Gen picked up the coin, put it in his pocket, and glared at the line of words in the window,

"Steamed buns with noodles, 5 cents a piece."

People are poor and short-minded, horses are thin and long-haired, hey.

Turn around and go back to the battery car, tear up the cigarette, light one, push the car, and continue to walk to the store.

It's too cold outside, and the body that was warm from the activity just now is starting to get cold again.

Due to the low temperature, this cigarette, after not smoking 3 puffs, only one filter remained, and the cigarette butt fell off.

Cai Gen bit the filter, facing the cold wind, alone, arrogant, and messy.

This smoke is fake.

Cai Gen looked back and saw that he had already walked some distance from the commissary.

Get back? The eldest sister's mouth is not vegetarian, it's early in the morning, forget it.

At this time, a 110 siren sounded, drove past Cai Gen, and rushed behind Cai Gen.

These policemen are really hard, they will go out to the police this morning, who will they arrest? Looking at the direction of the police car, is it catching and selling fake cigarettes?

But the police car passed by the commissary and did not stop, and Cai Gen was a little disappointed.

I continued to push the cart and walked for another half an hour, and finally saw the lights of my store at almost 6 o'clock.

It didn't seem to be so dark, so I walked into the community, removed the battery, opened the door of the store, and there was a burst of warmth.

Charge the battery first, take off your coat, the underwear is soaked several times, and now it is still a little damp.

I didn't care about changing my clothes, so I went to the back kitchen, lit a fire, boiled a pot of water, and waited for the water to boil.

I took the time to light another cigarette, and this time it was confirmed, it was true, a fake cigarette.

The smell of low-quality tobacco is very choking, but it is still very refreshing.

Cai Gen stared at the water in the pot and began to recall what happened last night.

Where did it start? That's right, the quartz clock goes one second less per minute.

The bloodstains dragged out by the old man selling bean bags, the near-death experience of the young man, the darkness that could not walk for 30 meters, the black shadow in the stairwell, the hanging on the headlights.

Is it all an illusion? Although he is delivering food, he is also highly educated, even if it is a self-examined degree.

The perception of rationality has always been a merit that Cai Gen is proud of.

Even if his wife later chose to be a horse fairy, after rational analysis, she felt that this was a matter of faith, not feudal superstition, and gladly changed her thinking to support it.

If you don't understand something, don't be in a hurry to deny it, this is the truth that Cai Gen has summed up in his nearly forty years of life, and it seems that he needs to expand the boundaries of his cognition, and he needs to ask his wife for help.

When the water is boiling, extinguish the smoke, put a portion of rice in the pot, and start stirring constantly.

Cooking rice porridge may seem simple, but to make each grain of rice burst like a flower, it takes heat and constant stirring.

Let every grain of rice burst without breaking, and the entrance is soft and without losing the taste, just the strength and effort of every stirring.

Cai Gen is very talented and diligent in cooking.

It's like he weighs 200 pounds, not an overnight gain or loss, but an accumulation day after day.

But the meals sold in Caigen's restaurant are all ready-made, and he doesn't make them himself, which is also what puzzles his friends.

The reason given by Cai Gen is that cooking is for family, relatives and friends, and it is used to sell it for money, and the cooking is not delicious.

For a person who runs a restaurant, such a reason is given, and all those who have heard it, in addition to contempt, still despise.

When the heat arrives, the rice porridge is ready, put down the rice pot, replace it with a frying pan, and start frying the dumplings.

Frozen dumplings, put them in a frying pan, add oil and a glass of water, cover the pot, 10 minutes, a pot of oily fried dumplings, and it will be out of the pan.

Next is the fried yellow croaker, two large yellow flowers with the head, which have been marinated overnight in the refrigerator, with only salt and no other seasonings to ensure the taste of the yellow croaker sea.

Cai Gen fried it very carefully, and didn't dare to turn it too often, for fear of breaking the fish, and didn't dare, if it was pasted, it would be a great sin.

I'm sorry for such good ingredients, 45 yuan a catty, more than 50 yuan for two fish, Cai Gen muttered in his mouth while staring at the heat carefully.

When the yellow croaker is fried until golden brown on both sides, it is also out of the pan.

Finally, 2 poached eggs were fried and placed on a plate, and breakfast was done.

Out of the kitchen, look at the quartz clock at the door, the difference is 5 minutes and 7 o'clock, the time is just right.

Cai Gen opened the takeaway software, lit a cigarette, touched the black spots on the bar, and kept regretting.

This bar counter was bought in the thrift market when he opened the store, heavy and thick.

When I first brought it into the store, the four big men were very laborious, the bar counter was 200 yuan, and the shipping fee was 300 yuan.

My wife didn't like this bar very much, saying that the color was not good, vermilion, and it was so big, a bit like a coffin.

But Cai Gen likes this bar counter, and the reason is that it is high enough that Cai Gen stands in it and feels very safe.

Because the bar counter is thick and heavy, it adds to that sense of security.

At 7 o'clock, my wife and son entered the house, and the bell on the door rang pleasantly and cheerfully.

Cai Gen hurried to the back kitchen and put breakfast on the table by the window, where there was the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

Moreover, the breakfast he makes, in the sun, is also very beautiful.

The wife and son quickly sat down and began to eat, Cai Gen watched at the bar, smoking a cigarette, feeling very happy.

When I was free to eat, my wife began to ask if I had a match,

"How many jobs did you have last night?"

Cai Gen fell from happiness to the abyss, and said bitterly,

"There's only one job."

My wife had no accident and began her daily counting,

"You said how good it would be for you to go outside and find a class, when you are Mr. Cai, what are you doing with a broken shop? Losing money and people, you can't do enough? ”

It's a cliché, five years ago, when Cai Gen said that when he opened a store, no one agreed, but now he has become Huang Can't afford it, Cai Gen skillfully uses every answer,

"My parents are older, my children are young, and I don't want to go to other places."

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The fish gets the water and forgets the water, the bird flies with the wind and does not know the wind. Quoted from "Caigen Tan"