Fengcheng old events

Chapter 417 I Have Practiced

"Is it true? It sounds like a story." Chen Degang expressed doubts about Da Jie's words with a wrinkled face.

"What's the point of lying about this? Is it useful? Don't think that Nanfen is a small place. It's just a small valley. There are many celebrities and capable people. You know the one from the Guo family, the big soldier? Go to BJ to meet the one."

Zhang Xingjun nodded: "I know. Didn't you say you didn't recognize it? They sent it back."

"Then how do you recognize it? I suffered a head injury when I was a child, and I look like a fool in my forties. Do you think normal and good people dare to go? He went.

I didn't recognize it, and sent it back after being given 5 yuan. The factory arranged the job, and I didn't work for a day. White-collar wages.He can't get on either.

Let's just say that, and run to recognize relatives in a daze, and give [-]?It also arranged for the whole people to work, saying that it doesn't matter, believe it or not?It's just that it's not good to look at people, anyway, after being settled in this life, it's almost the same.

I think it must be. "

"I also feel the same, but it's hard to recognize. In fact, it's considered recognition. I didn't say it clearly." Zhang Xingjun nodded, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit a cigarette: "It looks so similar, exactly the same, with the same size. Same."

"Who are you talking about?" Chen Degang asked, looking at this and that.

"The one on the top," Da Jie pointed to the top of his head: "Which old man hasn't lost his sons and daughters yet? Where did he go to find them? I didn't find it either, what do you believe?"

"I don't know, it's useless for us ordinary people to think about it." Zhang Xingjun shook his head: "Just live a good life, what else do you think about?"

"There are some things that you can't think about. The more you think about it, the scarier it becomes." Da Jie smiled and gathered his clothes: "Just tell me, how many people were there in Little Japan? Where are these people now? What are they doing?" ?

How many of them are in the military government?How high are the levels?At that time, millions of people lived here for five or sixty years.Thinking about it, isn't it scary? "

"The ones left behind must have been assimilated long ago." Zhang Xingjun took a look at Daxie: "This new China has been established for more than forty years, and the people at that time have died long ago. Isn't the future generation Chinese?"

"You don't understand." Da Jie waved his hand: "The Japanese are the scariest, do you understand? Forbearance, heavy burdens, one or two generations can't change anything. Look at their country, the things we learned from us are still completely passed down to this day. , nothing was lost.

Now the most complete inheritance of our ancestors' things is on other people's side, as well as South Korea, we have almost thrown away by ourselves.This is their most terrifying place, inherited from generation to generation. "

"It seems that there is such a thing. I remember the Japanese said that there will be no big Han after Yashan, right? The inheritance of the Han nationality is on their side."

"Yes, it is true."

"Fuck the truth, you don't believe him when he tells it? What is authentic inheritance? What we Chinese do is authentic, and we still use them to pass it on." Zhang Xingjun flicked the cigarette butt outside the door, and pouted.

"Order a cake, sister?" Li Youju stood up and faced the door, and a woman in her 30s walked in.

"Look, I just saw that we opened a cake shop here, isn't it the same as in the city?"

"Same." Zhang Xinglong took over the conversation: "The price is cheaper than in the city, whose birthday is it?"

"It's quite cheap. It's seventy or eighty in such a big city, right? There's so much difference, can it work? Don't fool me."

"I definitely can't fool you. Our Nanfen is so big. Everyone keeps their heads down and doesn't look up. Who do I dare to fool? Don't chase after my family to scold me? Youju, go and get a piece of cake for sister to taste."

Li Youju agreed and went to the back.

"Don't worry about it, sister," Zhang Xinglong continued to brainwash customers: "Cheapness has nothing to do with quality. Ours is low. His big store, with so many people working, isn't it all cost?"

"That's right. What would be better for the old man's birthday?"

"Old man, first see how big you are going to be, and I will help you figure out a style."

The way Master Zheng Xiaodong gave him was not aimed at the elderly.

"Where can I make other patterns?"

"That's for sure, it's impossible to make too many samples, there are only so many counters, and the patterns are not random."

"Then it's so big, how much does it cost to make one for my birthday?" The eldest sister pointed to the largest sample on the counter.Forty two.

"Are you going to make a single layer or multiple layers? You can make up to four layers, and you get [-], [-] for three layers, and [-] for two layers. I'll make sure you're satisfied with the style."

"One hundred and eight? Can it be less?"

"Sister, you just said that I am cheaper than in the city. You can go to Hollyland on the fourth floor of the 400nd floor and you will have to pay at least [-] yuan. Don't I have to earn some money? It's all eggs and butter, the cost is high, there is no way .”

Li Youju came out from behind with a piece of cake in his hand, Zhang Xinglong glared at Li Youju, pulled a napkin from the table, quickly took the cake, put it on the napkin and handed it to the eldest sister.

"Sister, let's not talk about anything else, you can try my cake and see if it tastes good."

The eldest sister has been looking at the samples, and didn't pay attention to the movements of Zhang Xinglong's hands. She looked at the cake, took a bite, and chewed a few times: "Well, it's good, it's really delicious, is this cake for sale?"

"Sell it for five yuan a catty. My cake has more than five catties of eggs in the noodles. It's tender and fragrant. To put it bluntly, in terms of this cake alone, Hollyland may not be able to catch up with us. It's just that they are famous. The store is big."

"Then what is he better than you?"

"It's famous, and the store is big. It's in the city, and it's high-end when you look at it. How dare we Nanfen do that? The place is small and there are few people. I think it's better to sell it cheaply, and everyone can buy it." The best you can afford.

Such a big one is one hundred and eighty dollars, which is the price of a pair of shoes, go to his four or five hundred, half a month's salary is gone, don't you feel bad?Just order this?When will you use it? "

Zhang Xinglong took the order form and wrote it while talking.

"The day after tomorrow, are you coming? It's really delicious." The eldest sister asked while eating the cake.Li Youju is also affordable, this piece is not small, and those with small appetites can almost be full.

"Hurry up, we bake and sell it now, and you can pick it up in the afternoon if you order it in the morning. We don't sell overnight cakes. You eat this and bake it in the morning. If you can't finish the takeaway, you can deal with it directly."

"Did you throw it away?"

"No, it's so useless to throw it away. Eat it yourself, or give it to someone else. You can ask these restaurants here. You're probably getting tired of eating it. What time do you pick it up the day after tomorrow?"

"That's right. I just leave here after get off work. Don't fool me, I have acquaintances here."

Zhang Xinglong put the order on carbon paper, filled in the date, noted the pick-up date, time, model and amount, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm lying to you? It's true. We will give them all we can't sell out at night." Yes, you can ask.

Did you write any special words on this cake? "

"What can I write?"

"You can write whatever you want, as long as you can write it down. However, if the elderly celebrate their birthday, that is, Furu Donghai Shoubi Nanshan, it is not suitable to write other things, unlike young people who can write some English on their birthdays. "

"Okay, then write this, write it better, and be generous."

"Don't worry about it, don't dare to say anything else, the handwriting must be beautiful, I have practiced it." Zhang Xinglong shook his head at the eldest sister.

"I like that Lilai has a pattern with birthday peaches, can you make it?"

"Shou Tao? Yes." Zhang Xinglong nodded affirmatively.

(End of this chapter)