The Pentium Era - South to North

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Zhao got up at 5:30. She also realized that she was too nervous yesterday and was almost late.

Xiulian is on the evening shift, and Xiao Zhao is the one who takes over from her. When Xiao Zhao arrived yesterday, it was clearly five minutes before seven o'clock. She acted as if Xiao Zhao was fifty minutes late, with a dark face and a sinister tone. Yes, I was also deliberately heavy-handed in packing and handing over things, just to show it to Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao deliberately went early today, not because he was afraid of her, but because he felt that there was no need for tension between colleagues because of such a trivial matter.

Xiao Zhao poured out a bowl of porridge from the thermos bottle. This was the method Zhang Chen taught her.

Zhang Chen and his troupe often do this when they are outside. Before going to bed at night, they fill half a bottle of boiling water into a thermos, and then put a few handfuls of rice in it. When they wake up the next morning, the rice in the thermos has been stewed into porridge and is still hot. Soaring.

Xiao Zhao took a salted duck egg and cut it in half. He left half for Zhang Chen and the other half. He picked it up on the porridge with chopsticks. Then he went downstairs to wash his face and brush his teeth. He also took the spittoon behind the door and poured it out for washing. , and brought it back.

When she came back, the porridge on the table was no longer hot. She sat down and drank the porridge in big gulps.

Zhang Chen had actually woken up a long time ago and deliberately closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep.

Xiao Zhao hurriedly finished the porridge, stood up, put on his backpack, and then walked over. Seeing that Zhang Chen was still asleep, he smiled softly, tapped his forehead with his finger, and said angrily. : "Dead pig, smelly dead pig."

She bent down and touched Zhang Chen's lips. Zhang Chen suddenly wrapped his hands around her neck. Xiao Zhao exclaimed "Oh!" and her lips were kissed by Zhang Chen.

The two kissed for a while, and Zhang Chen wanted to take her to the bed. Xiao Zhao pushed Zhang Chen away with his hand and shouted, "No, no, I'm going to be late."

Zhang Chen let go of his hands and said to her, "Don't be anxious, ride slower on the road."

Xiao Zhao said "hmm".

"Sleep well, don't be naughty." Xiao Zhao said to Zhang Chen, walked out of the door, and turned off the lights in the room.

When the Sebiling lock on the door clicked, Zhang Chen rolled out of bed and didn't dare to turn on the light. He put on his clothes and pants in the dark, put on his backpack and picture folder, and heard the sound of the courtyard door downstairs. Xiao Zhao After the cart went out, Zhang Chen quickly went out and went downstairs.

Still the same as yesterday, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao kept a distance of more than ten meters and followed her. Under the dim street lights, Zhang Chen saw that Xiao Zhao's figure was obviously much more relaxed and less tense than yesterday.

When he arrived at Hanghai Road, when he encountered a large truck with its high headlights on, Xiao Zhao didn't jump out of the car quickly and stood there waiting for the truck to pass by. Instead, he just slowed down the speed.

Zhang Chen followed him all the way to the intersection of Youshengguan and did not continue to follow. He saw Xiao Zhao getting off the car at the entrance of the Hongqi Hotel and pushing the car through the door.

Zhang Chen looked at his watch. It was still a minute or two before six-thirty. Zhang Chen nodded with satisfaction. He felt that Xiao Zhao was ready to go.

Zhang Chen was too lazy to go home, so he decided to go shopping in Sijiqing. The steaming market was better than going to the edge of the West Lake, blowing the cold wind, and watching Aqu and the other men and women dance the national standard one, two, three, one, two, three.

Yesterday, Zhang Chen went to the Sijiqing Clothing Wholesale Market, Suhang Clothing City and Changqing Clothing Wholesale Market on the left side of Hanghai Road. Today he parked his bicycle where he parked yesterday and crossed over the pedestrian bridge to the Sijiqing Garment City opposite.

The size of Sijiqing Clothing City is smaller than the three markets over there, and the passages are much smoother than there. Zhang Chen feels that shopping here is much more comfortable than there. You can't stop there at all. , just stopped on the passage, either being pushed away, or being told to give way, give way.

Here, Zhang Chen felt that he could browse and watch at the same time.

The sound in the market here is much quieter than that there. There are no stalls competing with each other to suppress the shouts of others: "Look, look, come in and take a look."

Zhang Chen saw that even if there were four or five people picking up goods in many stalls, everyone spoke softly and skillfully, as if they were suppressing their voices and plotting something, and quickly picked up the goods and checked out. The loudest words were heard in the passage. The sound was the sound of customers saying goodbye to the stall owner after picking up the goods, and the stall owner saying to walk slowly.

There is also the sound of a hand-drawn cart being pulled through the passage, making a grunting sound.

Whether they are buyers or sellers, everyone seems to have reached a tacit understanding. It seems that the customers have just experienced a fierce battle there and have withdrawn from their positions and come here. They need to clean up and pick up some goods.

Zhang Chen discovered that the standard equipment here is also different from that over there, that is, there is usually only one proprietress and one salesperson here, instead of two or even more like there.

Zhang Chen also discovered an interesting phenomenon. In fact, there is also a market over there. But yesterday, he felt that he was in such a messy environment. Zhang Chen was a little confused and had no time to pay attention. Today, he noticed it. He saw some models in the stalls. The front faces the inside of the store, and outside the store, you can only see their backs.

To see clearly what they are wearing, you have to go inside the stall.

Zhang Chen saw a long-sleeved shirt in a light lotus color at a stall in the aisle. Zhang Chen felt that this color would look good on Xiao Zhao and would make her skin fairer.

Zhang Chen couldn't help but walked into the store. He saw from the front that the style of this shirt was also very novel and unique.

Inside the stall, the salesperson went to the restroom, and the proprietress was the only one sitting at the table, eating noodles. When she saw Zhang Chen come in, she stood up, still holding chopsticks in her hand.

Zhang Chen asked her, how much does this shirt cost?

"twenty two."

"I want it."

"There are three colors and three sizes. How many do you want?"

"I want this color, give me a small one."

"How many, one piece?"

"yes."

"Let's go, let's go out!" The lady boss said impatiently, waving her chopsticks in her hand.

Zhang Chen was also a little annoyed. He said, "Why are you like this? I'm buying clothes."

"Get out, I won't sell it to you."

The landlady shouted at Zhang Chen. At this moment, an old customer came in. The landlady immediately smiled brightly at her and said, "Here?"

Ignore Zhang Chen no more.

Zhang Chen could only leave in disbelief.

Zhang Chen continued to walk around the market, but he kept thinking about that shirt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this shirt was perfect for Xiao Zhao, as if it existed just for Xiao Zhao.

On a bright spring afternoon, if Xiao Zhao wears it and rides on her new bicycle, she will definitely turn heads on the road.

Oh, what a pity, that vicious boss lady actually refused to sell. Damn it, how come there are still businessmen in this world who don’t do business even though they have business?

Zhang Chen was thinking wildly, with regrets filling his mind. He wandered around in other places for more than ten minutes, and by some strange coincidence, he came to that passage again. He saw the back of the shirt from a distance, and he was attracted to it again. There were two customers in the stall. They had taken the goods and were settling accounts with the proprietress. The salesperson had also returned from using the restroom and was standing at the door of the stall.

Seeing Zhang Chen stop in front of the stall, the salesperson said, come in and take a look.

Zhang Chen walked in.

The salesperson pointed to the models facing inside and said to Zhang Chen, "They are all popular models that have just been launched. Which one do you like?"

Zhang Chen reached out and touched the shirt on the model. He felt that the fabric felt very good, a bit like silk, but not silk. It was very drapey and would not wrinkle as easily as a silk shirt.

"This is the one I'm interested in." Zhang Chen said to the salesperson.

Before the salesperson could speak, the landlady who was settling the accounts looked up and saw Zhang Chen. She became furious and cursed: "Why are you here again? Get out of here!"

The two customers also turned around and looked at Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen's face suddenly turned red, he felt panicked, and he quickly wanted to escape from the stall.

The proprietress jumped up from her stool, took a few quick steps over, grabbed Zhang Chen's arm, and shouted, "Don't leave! Which market and stall are you from? Are you here to steal copies?!"

"What are you stealing? What did I steal from you? I came in and didn't touch anything. She was watching from the side." Zhang Chen was stunned by the boss's wife's scolding and hurriedly pointed to the salesperson and defended.

"I came here once before and said I wanted to buy something. I saw it was not a good thing, so I kicked him out. But he didn't give up and he came again." The landlady said to the two customers, and they also expressed disdain. He looked at Zhang Chen with his eyes.

Zhang Chen became anxious and shouted: "Why are you insulting me? What did I steal from you?"

The salesperson sneered: "Then what do you do? Are you here to purchase goods? Where is your cart?"

"I, I, I'm not here to buy goods." Zhang Chen felt that he couldn't argue. He just felt that these people were so unreasonable and unreasonable.

People from the nearby stalls also gathered around and asked the salesperson what was going on. The salesperson told them. As soon as they heard this, they blocked the door and Zhang Chen couldn't get out even if he wanted to.

"That's right, this person is here to steal the edition!"

"He must be from the old market, I haven't seen him in this market!"

"These people who steal copies are so hateful, don't let them go!"

"Go call security, go call security!"

"Search his bag. There must be a camera hidden in his bag!"

Everyone shouted in all directions.

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