chapter 4 Limited grade noodles

Jiangcheng City has been an important town in the country since ancient times, and its history is very deep. Collections of antiques from past dynasties can be found here. Treasure hunters and collectors come here in an endless stream, so it has also formed a unique collection of antiques.

Antique Street is the place where Jiangcheng City has the most comprehensive collections and the largest concentration of collectors and treasure hunters. Of course, it can also attract tourists who come to Jiangcheng City. In addition to the numerous antique shops on both sides of the street, a unique street stall style has also been formed on the outside. . Just spread a few newspapers, a piece of old cloth on the ground, and put some old items on it and you can start a business.

Although the market management fee is also paid, there are also differences in the location of the street stalls. Those who get up early and occupy a good position will always have several businesses coming to the door during the day. Therefore, before dawn, the stall owners who occupy the position will set out their belongings.

For Philip Lu, he was just passing by and had no interest in the old objects on display, not to mention he only had ten dollars in his pocket.

"Brother, please buy a book for the old lady." A mother-in-law with gray hair on her temples started selling old books on the stall in a low voice. Unexpectedly, the words just came out of her mouth, which caused a burst of laughter from the stall owners nearby.

"Old Woman, didn't you see the dewy look on this guy's face? He might have run out because of a dispute with his family, and he has some bad intentions." A stall owner wearing a copper coin outfit and a melon skin hat dressed like a wealthy landlord. said the Lord.

"Look at his outfit, I'm afraid he can't even take out a red card."

Philip Lu was walking in a hurry, wearing a tank top and shorts. He had fallen down in the park just now and had a lot of grass clippings and dirt on his body. He really didn't look like a rich man.

The old woman smiled nonchalantly and said, "The cheapest book is only five yuan a copy. It's not expensive. It's a good sign that it's open early in the morning."

"I think Old Woman is going crazy trying to open a business. Are your quotations and books on the Republic of China worth five yuan each?" Someone else ridiculed.

Old Woman comes to take a seat early every morning, but the business is very light, and it has not been open for the past two days, so she takes the initiative to shout, hoping to open and make a good omen.

Philip Lu was so eccentric that he stopped and squatted beside Old Woman stall, casually flipping through the old books. When he picked up a broken atlas with the cover off, his right eyelid suddenly twitched, and his pupil appeared. I got a thin square piece of paper, with an elephant printed on it, and the words Qing Dynasty, Post Office, Five Cent Silver and so on.

"Stamps?" Philip Lu heart skipped a beat, and he flipped through several pages, only to find that the stamp with the elephant on it was flipping with the page, as if it was stuck to the page.

He tried to pick at the page with his fingers, but the stamp did not move. There were gaps in the page. An idea flashed across Philip Lu heart. Xu Qing was startled and quickly closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the page was restored. As it is, it seems like a momentary illusion.

"Brother, this book is quite old. If you're willing, I'll give you ten yuan to open it for the old lady." Seeing Philip Lu lack of interest, Old Woman couldn't help but start mumbling in a low voice again.

"Eight yuan is enough. I still have two yuan left to take the bus."Philip Lu put down the atlas, patted the grass clippings on his pants and stood up.

Old Woman pondered for a moment, picked up the atlas, thrust it into Philip Lu's hand and said, "Okay, take the eight yuan."

A deal can be made early in the morning. This is a sign that even if Philip Lu offers a few more dollars, the Old Woman will accept it. She has already had this atlas authenticated. It is not an isolated ancient book, but a very common early printed matter. , not worth a few bucks.

Philip Lu was happy. He took out the crumpled banknote from his pocket and handed it over. He rolled up the atlas and put it in his pocket, took the change and turned around to leave.

After wandering out all night, Philip Lu has made a decision to go home. No matter how much his sister-in-law complains, he will insist on doing the work introduced by sister Zhu. No matter how hard and tired he is, he must support himself.

Philip Lu chose to walk instead of taking the bus. The two yuan he saved was just enough for breakfast at the snack stall downstairs.

When I walked to the breakfast stall, I met an acquaintance again, the beautiful landlady Daphne Zhu. At this time, she was lowering her head to sip the soup noodles. Her back was turned to Philip Lu, but she could be recognized at a glance from her back.

"Boss, a bowl of noodle soup costs two yuan." Philip Lu called in a low voice. Noodle soup that costs two yuan is very rare in Jiangcheng City. It can only be found in such remote snack stalls. It can be considered a small profit but quick turnover. .

"Okay, a bowl of noodles."

This is a father-son stall, with the father in charge of cooking and the son in his early twenties acting as the waiter. This shout was even more original and attracted the two young people who followed him to join in the fun.

"Boss, give me a bowl of shredded pork noodles"

“Well, I want something more seasoned, add more beef brisket.”

Hahaha

Daphne Zhu also turned around in surprise. When she saw Xu Qing sitting behind her, she frowned slightly, walked over with a noodle bowl and sat opposite him.

"Eat noodle"

"Um"

It happened that the boss's son brought the noodles over. Hearing the conversation between the two, he smiled slightly and said, "You should use fresh noodles to eat noodles." After saying this, he pointed to the old soy sauce on the corner of the table.

Daphne Zhu remembered an advertisement slogan, and the corners of her tight mouth suddenly raised an arc. She glanced at the uncensored noodles in the bowl and said with a smile: "Add some ribs for him."

"Okay," the boy said in response, and walked back with the noodle bowl.

"No need." Philip Lu squeezed the two dollars in his pocket, feeling a little uneasy.

"No need, sister, please."Daphne Zhu seemed to see Philip Lu's difficulty, and said with a smile: "Where did you go last night? Your sister-in-law didn't sleep all night. If you are in trouble, I didn't tell you what happened yesterday."

"No, I have to do this job, but I have to trouble you with something."Philip Lu bit her lip and said, "I will do the job well, just don't tell my sister-in-law."

"Well, go back and have a good rest first. I'll call you when I'm alive."Daphne Zhu nodded in agreement, got up, paid the bill and left. Xu Qing looked at her graceful back, and felt a warm feeling of care in his heart. sister Zhu is still a nice person, but she looks a bit tough when she loses her temper.