Chapter 373 Zombie Raising Manual (57)

The signboard of the small supermarket was designed by Jiang Zhi, and painted by Lu Xun. Anyway, there is no fixed requirement for the shop's facade, so you can come here as you want.

The background color of the signboard is done, but Jiang Zhi has no idea what to name the small supermarket.

But the inside of the store was ready, and it was only a sign away from opening, and she couldn't give her enough time to think about the name.

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Lu Xun dipped another color of paint and said casually, "Then I'll get up?"

Someone else would take over the entangled issues, of course Jiang Zhi was very happy, so he nodded.

"Okay, what's your name?"

Lu Xun stepped on the ladder, thought for about half a second, and began to write on the signboard with a brush.

Jiang Zhi looked up at the beginning, but when he saw what the third word was, he had a bad feeling and rubbed Yang Suan's neck helplessly.

unwise.

Lu Xun put down the brush, looked at it carefully, and was satisfied.

There are several large characters on the signboard.

[Don’t come to the supermarket if you don’t buy it]

Although the name is very domineering and the owner of the supermarket has a bad temper and is cold all day long, the business of the small supermarket is still booming after it opened.

In the afternoon, the elementary and middle schools in the town rang the dismissal bell one after another, and children flocked into the small supermarket, waving one-dollar bills.

After buying a bunch of spicy sticks here and there, the little boy put the things on the table and said loudly, "How much is it?"

Lu Xun didn't even lift his head, "Do it yourself."

The little boy's eyes widened, flattered.

This was the first time he was believed so, and other small shop owners wanted to open his pockets to see if there were other things hidden.

He immediately felt a sense of responsibility, carefully calculated the price several times, and put a few coins on the table.

Some other children yelled and asked, "Brother, what about our elder sister Zhizhi, she said she wanted to show me the new bow tie hairpin."

Lu Xun finally raised his head. He was sitting behind the cash register at the door. His eyebrows and eyes were half covered by the evening sunlight. The strong light made him narrow his eyes slightly, and said lazily, "I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked out the door, tapping the table with his fingertips.

Afterwards, the children took things to pay and did the calculations by themselves. If they couldn’t figure it out, they used the calculator on the counter. They were more serious than math class.

The older middle school students were even more bluffing, picking and chatting in the supermarket, glanced behind the cashier from time to time, and chatted in low voices.

"My mother said that these two people probably came here without telling the family, and the family must not want them to be together."

"Oh, I understand, this is called elopement, they are so cool."

The girl who was already eating the spicy sticks interjected, "Then why doesn't their family agree?"

Another girl said without thinking, "It must be the wrong household. One family has no money, while the other family has a lot of money."

That's how it's played on TV.

Several girls started to argue, "That brother's family must be richer, he looks rich."

"The same goes for that sister, she must be the poor boy and Bai Fumei."

"It's the Prince and Cinderella!"

The wind chimes at the door of the store swayed gently, Jiang Zhi came in with dinner, Lu Xun sat up straight and took the things from her hand.

"Why are they arguing?"

Lu Xun was absent-minded: "It's just that the voice is a little louder."

How can the matter of the little girl be called a quarrel?

(End of this chapter)

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