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The plaque was brought back, and Zhou Ze planned to nail it on both sides, and Zhou Ze didn't care which one was left and which one was right.
The younger brother Xu Qinglang from the next door is very enthusiastic,
Seeing that Zhou Ze was about to hang a plaque, who was squatting at the door peeling garlic, he directly took the hammer and nails out of his room.
Zhou Ze said thank you, picked up his hammer, only felt a little greasy and heavy in the tentacles, enduring a little discomfort in his heart, Zhou Ze still nailed the two plaques on.
Later,
The two of them took a few steps back together, looking at the plaque, the door, and the bookstore.
Zhou Ze handed Xu Qinglang a cigarette as a thank you, Xu Qinglang helped Zhou Ze light the cigarette,
The two exhaled smoke rings together,
God sync.
"Artistic conception, have you got it?" Zhou Ze said, this is a standard self-promotion.
Xu Qinglang shook his head, "If I'm not wrong, these two sentences should come from the volume title of Ji Yun's "Notes of Yuewei Thatched Cottage"."
"Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes" is a story similar to "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio" written by Ji Yun, that is, Ji Xiaolan. It expresses the author's own thoughts with the theory of fox fairies and ghosts.
The short meaning of this couplet is, these are the stories I have heard, everyone here, just listen to them.
"Yes." Zhou Ze nodded.
"You're still too young. Your store will still lose money." Xu Qinglang's evaluation was very rude.
"Why?"
"In this world, there are too many stories, and all kinds of weird things happen every day, but there are not many things that are really interesting.
Some things are meaningless to say.
Some things are not allowed to be said at all.
Some things, if you don't change them, no one will listen.
Some things, don't dare to listen to them if you don't change them. "
Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang for a long time.
Xu Qinglang lowered his head slightly, blushing,
He was originally a man who took the path of coquettishness, and he was naturally charming, but at this time he was even more charming.
Seeing that Zhou Ze was silent, Xu Qinglang continued:
"For example, the story of mountain elves, fox fairies and ghosts, how can it really happen in the real world?" Xu Qinglang yawned, "How can it be true to explain the truth through false stories?"
Zhou Ze continued to look at Xu Qinglang without speaking.
Xu Qinglang's scalp felt a little numb from the sight,
But Zhou Ze continued to look at him.
Finally, Xu Qinglang waved his hand and said that he was going back to make soup base. When he walked back to the noodle shop, he felt a thorn in his back, because just now, he seemed to feel that Zhou Ze was not looking at him,
Instead, I was watching a joke.
Zhou Ze didn't talk to Xu Qinglang. Since the two are neighbors, let's keep the water in the water. Anyway, it doesn't constitute a competitive relationship. The most important thing is that Zhou Ze has no money to change the shop.
In the afternoon, Zhou Ze sorted out most of the teaching materials and guidance books in the bookstore, and took them away from the waste collector at the price of selling waste paper.
I went to the supermarket to buy ten small plastic chairs, and the only remaining bookshelves were books that Zhou Ze thought were quite interesting.
Right now, this is not so much a bookstore as it is a recreational activity center for the elderly.
Zhou Ze stretched his waist. He is not very good at doing business. Right now, he is just messing around. Anyway, when Xu Le was here, he was constantly in debt, and he didn't have any pressure.
Arriving at the small second floor, Zhou Ze turned on the power of the freezer, set a temperature, smoked a cigarette outside and waited for a while, then reached into the freezer to feel it.
The temperature was almost up, Zhou Ze lay down in it.
The freezer bought for more than 10,000 yuan has many functions, such as a timer design, which is equivalent to an alarm clock for Zhou Ze.
Close the freezer,
Zhou Ze put his hands on his lower abdomen and lay upright,
It seems that
Walked very peacefully.
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late at night,
A red car parked on the side of the road in front of the bookstore. The street was a bit empty, and the lights of the noodle shop and bookstore next to the door were still on.
Sitting in the car was a well-dressed girl with a black down jacket and shawl hair. She looked cute and delicate.
"Xiao Bo, you bastard, I've been preparing for three days, but you actually told me today that you're on a business trip. Go to hell, get out!"
The girl hung up the phone and sat downTao's id, and found a live broadcast room - the anchor is not at home.
But fortunately, you can watch the playback video, Zhou Ze randomly clicked on a video from a month ago to play.
In the video, the veteran fixed the phone in one place, and a person was punching there. The boxing style was good. It could be seen that it was Lian Jiazi. In the video, there was a teenager sitting there with a smile on his mouth and squinting his eyes, as if he was watching a monkey show .
Zhou Ze perfunctorily delayed the progress, and another man appeared in the screen, sitting behind the counter, holding a spoon in his hand, as if drinking porridge.
Lao Dao was chatting on the main screen of the video, constantly promoting himself and the money he sold on Taobao, but Zhou Ze subconsciously looked at the man in the corner of the video.
He is frowning, he is suffering, he is suffering, he is repelling,
A mouthful of porridge,
He ate hard,
Then proceed to the second mouthful,
It's like being punished.
Zhou Ze watched and took a deep breath, as if he was also infected by the man in the corner of the video.
Have a meal,
It's really not an easy task.
He didn't know the identity of the man in the video, but he instinctively raised a little interest. The man should be anorexic? Or what disease in the stomach?
After the video was played, Zhou Ze opened the page. Out of excitement, he directly sent a private message to Lao Dao with Xu Le's login account:
"Who is the man in the video sitting behind drinking porridge?"
"Hey, I'm leaving, how much is it?" The girl stood up and stretched her waist, "I'm sure people will think I'm an idiot if I say it today. I actually sat in the bookstore and read Dream of the Red Chamber for so long on Valentine's Day night."
"Look at it." Zhou Ze said.
The other party read the book for a while, and poured himself a glass of pure water.
The girl glanced at Zhou Ze, "Boss, your trick is really good, just like those masters who sit in the temple and unwrap lottery.
On the side of the futon, there is a sign of 'free lottery unlocking'. After the tourists cast their lottery and ask him to unlock it, he will take out a red alms book for you, with a large list of names and incense money written on it. Hundred. "
Zhou Ze smiled, noncommittal.
The girl took out a hundred and put it on the chair she was sitting on before, then pushed open the door of the bookstore with her corgi in her arms and left.
Zhou Ze stood up, put away the one hundred yuan, flicked it in his hand,
With a crisp sound,
This is one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.
When he walked back to the counter again, Zhou Ze noticed that the screen of his mobile phone had lighted up, turned on the mobile phone, and found that there was actually a reply letter, which was a private reply letter from that veteran, and the content of the reply letter was very simple:
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