The Era of Hard Work

  Chapter 122 Choice (Subscribe)

   "Boss, Niubi!"

   In front of the Mala Tang stall, a student who came here often gave Lu Dong a thumbs up: "It was on TV yesterday, and I even won a grand prize!"

   Lu Dong smiled modestly: "I just did a little thing, and I'm surprised too."

   This student watched the live broadcast: "What you do, put it in the school, and properly protect it for research."

   appeared on TV, and even everyone said it, it was impossible to admit that he had seen it, and Lu Dong couldn't help it. He handed over a plate and took the initiative to change the topic: "What to eat, choose your own."

   Several more students came over: "Everyone, come here and see if I lied to you! Look at the boss, right? Was it the one who played last night?"

  Five or six people came over to watch Lu Dong. Lu Dong was helpless and said, "Classmates, Lu's Mala Tang has a centuries-old craftsmanship."

   "Okay, let's try a few strings."

   People came to watch one after another. With a mouth and a century-old signboard, Lu Dong suddenly shifted his personal attention to Mala Tang.

   However, the number of people who actually mentioned it is very small, and even on a college campus, there are not many people watching this kind of program.

   As for sensational things, obviously impossible.

   When it was almost noon, Song Na came back from Quannan, put the things in the bucket, and came to help Lu Dong sell Mala Tang.

   Taking the time for few people, Song Na said, "I watched it last night."

   Lu Dong and Song Na didn't talk so much politely, and said casually, "Are you handsome?"

  Song Na recalled and said, "I'm not as handsome on TV."

   Lu Dong smiled: "I think so too."

  Song Na cleaned up the table and said, "It's only been a few days since you graduated from high school, and you've been through so much."

   "I don't want to either." Lu Dong was also quite helpless: "The business is good, and I am young, so they probably think I am easy to cheat and bully."

Song Na nodded: "There are a lot of liars now. When I came back, someone on the CMB opened a can and won the lottery. That person won 1,000 yuan. If you don't want the prize and want to exchange 500 yuan, I don't think it's right. There's a pie in the sky. It fell too fast."

   Lu Dong said directly: "Don't pay attention to them, 90% of the time is a scam. Black eggs, don't give money to anyone who asks you to pay."

Song Na felt the same way: "Now those who are begging don't want to eat. Two days ago, there was a 134-year-old child begging at the gate of the school. One of my classmates filled him with newly bought eggs, and the child directly gave my classmates a blank look. , said he wanted money but nothing."

   On the other side, Zhao Juanjuan heard this and came over and said, "Zhuangli, people who go from house to house begging for food don't want steamed buns, they only need money."

  Song Na glanced at Zhao Juanjuan, painted her eyebrows and painted lipstick, and said, "Sister Juan, you are so beautiful today."

   Zhao Juanjuan stretched out her hand and said, "This face is almost like a hand, so I can't see it."

   There may be physical problems in each person. The low temperature is just close to zero, and some parts of Zhao Juanjuan's hands start to turn red, and there are signs of frostbite.

   Lu Dong looked at it and said, "You have to keep warm."

  Some people with special constitution do not need the temperature to be very low. When the cold north wind blows, frostbite on hands and faces is easy to develop.

   Zhao Juanjuan smiled and sighed: "Why do you need to keep warm while doing our job?"

  It is impossible to wear leather gloves to make money from this outdoor stall, and it is necessary to deal with water frequently.

  Song Na said, "I feel like Sister Juan and I are extremes. I don't get exposed to the sun, and Sister Juan doesn't get frozen."

   Zhao Juanjuan touched her face, but fortunately her face was fine: "In previous years, it was better, but it started to freeze until it was below zero. This year, I couldn't hide if I wanted to."

   Lu Dong was relieved: "We set up a stall to do small business, and we all make hard money. When the conditions are good, we can open a store and it will be much better."

   It is not easy for anyone to set up a small business here.

   Zhao Juanjuan had nothing to do, stared at Song Na for a while, and asked, "Xiao Song, what kind of makeup do you use, it's a lot of obscurity if you don't see it every few days."

  Song Na smiled and said, "I'll just wipe some Dabao, it's useless."

   Lu Dong chimed in and said, "Black Egg is a talent, you can't learn it, Sister Juan."

   "Don't be like me." Song Na sang with Lu Dong: "Summer is like an African."

   There were more and more people in the market, and Lu Dong quickly became busy. Occasionally, people would ask a few questions.

  Lu Dong is patient, as long as he is not very busy, he will chat with people.

   He won't just drag his face like 2,580,000 and show it off just because his business is good.

   Just after 11:30, the Mala Tang stall on Lu Dong's side was full of people, and there was also a long queue for the braised pork biscuits on Qiao Weiguo's side.

  The whole market, they are still the best in business.

   It was more than 1:30, the money on both sides was counted a little, and the running water was already thousands.

   A big crown car came over and parked on the south sidewalk. Qian Rui was wearing a shirt and a suit, and brought a servant into the market.

   This is a regular visitor almost every day. When Qiao Weiguo saw him, he immediately put on a hat and mask, washed his hands and made biscuits. Zhao Juanjuan silently took out two specially prepared new bowls.

  Qian Rui knew Lu Dong very well. He came to see his stall and said, "I envy your business."

   Lu Dong said with a smile: "Mr. Qian, your boss said that, didn't you laugh at me?"

  Qian Rui took the braised pork biscuits from Qiao Weiguo and came over to sit at a table next to Lu Dong, in a very good mood.

   Lu Dong asked casually, "Money always has happy events?"

  Qian Ruixin said that Lu Dong would indeed have something to do, and said with a smile, "I just got the news this morning, there is a big job in the East Business Center office area."

   Lu Dong smiled: "Congratulations."

   Zhao Juanjuan brought the tofu brain over at this time.

  Qian Rui said: "Xiao Zhao, you bean curd brain, if you don't eat it for a day, you will think about it."

   Zhao Juanjuan still smiled: "You can stop by."

   "Okay!" Qian Rui was in a really good mood: "That's it."

   He waved to Song Na: "Little girl, bring your sauce and add it to the tofu brain, it tastes even better."

  Lu Dong didn't wait for Song Na to start, took a bowl and said, "Mr. Qian, you can add as much as you want."

  Qian Rui added the sauce and asked, "Lu Dong, your sauce and braised pork biscuits taste very special. I have eaten snacks in many places, but there are very few that taste as good as yours."

   Lu Dong said, "This is a century-old heritage."

   "We are all old acquaintances." How could Qian Rui believe this: "Don't talk about these falsehoods."

   Lu Dong is thick-skinned: "There is a century-old heritage, and of course some improvements have been made later, mainly by my mother, and it is also my family's unique craftsmanship."

  Qian Rui believed a little more: "The unique craftsmanship, the only one with a hot business."

   On the other side, Zhao Juanjuan poured the soy milk, because the time was a little long, and the soy milk was only a little warm.

   "It's not too hot." Zhao Juanjuan brought it over.

  Qian Rui reached out to pick it up: "It doesn't matter."

  I don't know what happened, Qian Rui didn't receive the bowl, but his hand touched the edge of the bowl. The white porcelain bowl was turned over to Zhao Juanjuan immediately, and a lot of soy milk came out and landed on Zhao Juanjuan's shoes.

   Tight jeans were stained with white.

   "Hey..." Zhao Juanjuan stepped back subconsciously.

  Qian Rui quickly said: "Sorry! I'm sorry, I was too careless."

   Zhao Juanjuan looked at Qian Rui and smiled generously: "It's fine." She found the paper and said, "Just wipe it."

  Qian Rui stood up and said, "I'm wrong about this. Your clothes are dirty. In this way, Xiao Zhao, I'll pay you new ones."

   Hearing this, Zhao Juanjuan was stunned for a while, and then smiled: "No, I'll just go back and wash."

Qian Rui looked down and said, "And your shoes." Zhao Juanjuan also sprinkled some soy milk on one of her flat shoes, which looked ugly. He seemed to apologize sincerely: "Xiao Zhao, I made you dirty, of course. I pay."

   Zhao Juanjuan said: "It's really not necessary."

   "If you don't accept my apology, I'll come back in the future." Qian Ruihu said with a sullen face: "Otherwise, it will delay you for an hour, and you can go to Quannan with me, so that it won't be inappropriate for me to buy it."

   "This..." Zhao Juanjuan hesitated.

  Qian Rui added: "I have a car, so it's convenient to go back and forth."

   Zhao Juanjuan looked at the big crown on the south side of the market, and finally nodded: "You wait for me for a while, I will wipe it first."

  Qian Rui said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the car."

  He did not give Zhao Juanjuan a chance to go back.

  Song Na was a little confused at the beginning, she will look at Qian Rui and then look at Zhao Juanjuan, she seems to understand a little bit.

  Qian Rui went straight out of the market and got on the bus.

  Song Na glanced at Lu Dong, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "This is..."

  Lu Dong patted her arm, thought for a while, and said to Zhao Juanjuan, who was squatting down to shine her shoes: "Sister Juan, your shoes and clothes are all right, you don't need to go to Quannan, right?"

   "People have good intentions." Zhao Juanjuan raised her head and said with a smile, "It's hard to refuse."

   Since September, we have set up a stall together for a long time, and we have never had any conflicts, so Lu Dong said with a reminder: "Sister Juan, the big boss's car may not be easy to ride."

   Zhao Juanjuan stood up, crumpled the paper into a ball, and threw it into the trash: "How do you know if you don't try?"

   It's really hard to talk about such personal matters, Lu Dong could see that Zhao Juanjuan understood what he meant.

   Zhao Juanjuan said with a smile, "I know it myself." She said, "Help me look at the stall and I'll be back in a while."

   Lu Dong couldn't say more, so he didn't speak anymore.

  Song Na watched Zhao Juanjuan step out of the market and got on the **** crown.

   "Lu Dong?" Song Na wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

   "This kind of private matter." Lu Dong shook his head: "We are outsiders, it's okay to remind me, it's useless to say too much."

  Song Na took a horse and sat down: "Maybe someone is true love."

   Lu Dong sat opposite her: "I hope so."

  Similar things are not common in this era, and will become a common phenomenon in a few years.

   Everyone has their own aspirations, let alone outsiders, family members can't persuade them.

  Suddenly, the tape recorder on Jiao Shougui's booth changed a song.

   "You hold on to your memories and refuse to let them go. You never pay attention to the foolishness of others laughing at you. You know that this relationship is already full of holes. You have fallen in love with him desperately, fell in love with his madness and even his lies..."

   Jiao Shougui sat behind the tape booth, put his hand on the tape recorder, and said nothing.

  Song Na stood up: "Let's clean up."

  Lu Dong nodded: "Okay."

  The two got busy together, and they had a lot of work on hand, so they couldn't manage that much.

   After more than an hour, the big crown came back, and Zhao Juanjuan entered the market, still the clothes she had left, but with a few more bags in her hand.

  Lu Dong didn't say anything else, he wore kohlrabi with Heidan and Qiao Weiguo with bamboo sticks.

   (end of this chapter)