Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1043 The Sadness of the Steamed Bun Shop Owner

But why is this guy dressed as a woman, and the heavy makeup looks like a female ghost in a horror movie? Is this guy a shemale?Or a neurotic?

The man was frightened, and he retreated while rolling and crawling, shouting in his mouth: "Oh my mother, my dear mother, don't come here, don't come here."

Zuo Yao glanced at the man, he didn't expect that he had such a great charm, he made the man cry his father and mother, after walking to the side of the man's voice, Zuo Yao snorted: "Hmph, smelly man."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Yao walked away, leaving only the man who was still in shock.

"I, my motherfucker, this guy is a man or a woman, I can't make out his voice at all." The man panted heavily, his face turned pale with fright.

By the way, this guy is timid, he doesn't even dare to look at the chicken slaughterer, and now he is frightened.

"Oh my god, my notebook, my poor notebook." At this time, the man noticed that he was carrying a laptop on his back. You must know that this notebook is very afraid of being dropped. Such a violent fall is very dangerous. It may be scrapped.

Feeling distressed, he scrambled to his feet, quickly opened his computer bag, and took out his notebook.

Opening the box cover, he immediately burst into tears, because he had clearly seen that the screen was broken, he hurriedly pressed the power button, expecting to turn on the computer, but unfortunately, there was no response after pressing the power button frantically.

In fact, the fragile part of a laptop is not only the screen, but also the hard disk. Even if it has the effect of shock resistance, it is easy to be destroyed in a violent state.

After walking out of the building, Zuo Yao strolled leisurely on the street. Although it was already afternoon and it was already past the time to eat, Zuo Yao was not as hungry as Sikong Yan. Partly because Zuo Yao came in the morning He has eaten breakfast, on the other hand, Zuo Yao has a femininity like a woman, is good at picky eaters, and doesn't eat much, so he won't get hungry very quickly.

Even Zuo Yao wanted to write more ink for a while, because when he thought of Sikong Min suffering from hunger, he would feel inexplicably happy, to be precise, it was a kind of gloating.

Walking around, Zuo Yao also noticed that many passers-by were casting strange glances at him, especially the passers-by who were traveling together would often mutter in a low voice after passing him, such as asking whether Zuo Yao was a man or a woman , Is it a transvestite or a fake mother?

As a person with strong self-esteem, Zuo Yao would definitely not be able to accept such gossip. If it was a compliment, Zuo Yao could still say it, but what Zuo Yao heard was only ridicule.

So, Zuo Yao had no choice but to hurry to prepare meals, or else he would have to endure more people's strange eyes.

Speeding up the pace of his feet, Zuo Yao also speeded up his observation of the roadside shops.

However, most of the catering establishments on both sides of the street are indoor restaurants and the like. Finally, there is a takeaway restaurant, and it has already closed down. After all, it is past three o'clock in the afternoon, and lunch has already passed, so it's time to sell The meals are already sold out.

Therefore, Zuo Yao wandered around several roads rather entangled, but couldn't find a table where he could wait for an opportunity.

"If it doesn't work, I'll grab some money first, and then go to the restaurant to buy some food." Zuo Yao thought silently in his heart, it seems that this guy is also a person who knows how to be flexible, since he can't find a chance to do it, then switch One way of thinking, starting from another angle, can still solve the problem.

So when we encounter a problem, we don't have to keep looking for a solution, so that countless times of searching and trying, maybe sometimes, change a way of thinking, change a consideration angle, and the problem will naturally be solved.

Just when Zuo Yao was about to grab the money, he suddenly looked in front of a store not far away, and there was something like a steamer on a table, steaming from it.

Intuition told Zuo Yao that it might be selling food, so Zuo Yao accelerated his pace again and walked quickly towards the store.

When there were still dozens of steps away, Zuo Yao could clearly see that this was a big steamer, which might be selling steamed buns or steamed buns.

At this time, a passerby came over, as if he wanted to buy something. After handing over the money to the boss, the boss opened the steaming steamer and filled a few big steamed buns for this person.

"Sure enough, he is selling steamed stuffed buns. Now we have a solution." Zuo Yao suddenly showed a sinister smile on his face, and walked towards the steamed stuffed bun shop with happy steps.

"Hey, girl, what kind of stuffed buns do you want to buy? Our buns have thin skins and big stuffing. There are all kinds of flavors, leek meat, carotene, celery meat, radish, and the soup-filled steamed buns, girl. How much is it?" The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop looked at Zuo Yao with joy, but when he spoke, he obviously felt his teeth leaking.

That's right, this is the bun shop owner who stole his steamed stuffed buns after being beaten by Zuo Shou. After being beaten by Zuo Shou, he deeply reflected on his mistakes. He thought it was because he didn't use enough materials in his daily life As a result, God punished him, so after that, the owner of the bun shop made every bun with his heart. Don’t worry about the noodles, meat, and fresh vegetables. The ingredients are full, and the price is not expensive, so there is an endless stream of people who come to buy buns. So much so that it was already afternoon, and many people came here to buy steamed stuffed buns for no other reason than because they were delicious and cheap.

"Who is the girl, can you grow some eyes." Zuo Yao retorted unhappily, and her eyes also swept back and forth on several steamers.

"Oh, yes, it's brother." The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop touched his head honestly and showed an embarrassed smile.

"Who is your brother? You don't have eyes." Zuo Yao became even more unhappy when he heard this.

The owner of the Baozi Shop was dumbfounded when he heard this. Is this guy a man or a woman? But since the question has been asked, it can't be stopped abruptly. What's more, the owner of the Baozi Shop understands the principle of customer first. .

"Hey, I, what gender are you, no, no, don't mind me, I'm stupid." The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop half-spoken, and suddenly regretted it, because he might as well shut up if he said such a thing.

"Hmph, let me ask you, what is the stuffing in the top cage." Zuo Yao pointed to the steamer and said.

"Oh, it's stuffed with carrots. We're all local carrots. They're full of water, and they taste delicious." The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop patted the flour on his hands, and touched his hands on his apron. Zuo Yao filled the buns.

"Wait a minute." Zuo Yao called out to the boss, and then suddenly grabbed the hand of the bun shop owner with his hand.

"Girl, this is wrong, brother, this is wrong, what are you going to do?" The owner of the bun shop clearly saw that Zuo Yao's nails were very long, and they were painted with red nail polish, so he couldn't help but feel this. The guy is a little abnormal, isn't he a psychopath?

"Let me ask you, what did you use to pack this bun for me? Could it be paper?" Zuo Yao didn't come to the city very often, and even if he did, he would go to restaurants, and he had never bought takeaway, so his cognition was still low. Stuck in decades ago, thought these things were all wrapped in paper bags.

"Um, hehe, you're joking, don't you have plastic bags here?" The boss waved a large handful of plastic bags hanging under the steamer in front of Zuo Yao.

"Plastic bag?" Zuo Yao couldn't help being puzzled.

When the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop heard this, he thought that Zuo Yao thought plastic bags were unhygienic, so he couldn't help but get nervous, because his plastic bags were cheap products, the cheapest ones from the market, although there was no strange smell, but It is definitely different from the food-specific plastic bags in the supermarket.