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Volume 2 Mao Shen¡¯s Hometown Tour Chapter 18 Morning Market

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    For the rest of my life, I never imagined that I was a Confucian and Taoist sage who could write as wonderfully as Ma Liang, the magic pen.  He also didn't expect that the lines he drew randomly could come to life and that he could find a new world in the world of notebooks.  Therefore, he knew nothing about anything in the notebook, but habitually snuggled up to the balcony.  The reason why he didn't get into Zhao Mina's bed today was because his body was covered in the smoky smell left when he put out the fire.  I am too lazy to take a bath for the rest of my life. It is not good for a cat like me to take a bath all the time. It will catch a cold.  So, he climbed up the window sill very consciously.  Zhao Meina thought Yu Sheng was admitting her mistake, but seeing that it didn't look lively at all, she was a little worried.  He took a small quilt and covered it.  A night of silence.  Although I went to bed relatively late the day before, I woke up very early for the rest of the day.  Seeing that Zhao Mina was still immersed in sleep, he pushed the door and found that it could not be opened.  He didn't like to take the usual route, so he started playing bungee jumping, which he loved very much when he was in Liu Yang's dormitory.  "Heyah" Yu Sheng jumped downstairs from the second floor with a strange tune in his throat.  After jumping downstairs and landing safely, he thought that he seemed to have forgotten something.  Taking a look at his shriveled belly, it turned out that he had forgotten to eat.  It's your own fault.  Yu Sheng shook his head and jumped down before eating breakfast. This was so impulsive.  Where to eat?  Yu Sheng tilted his head and thought for a while, and thought of a place.  Old street.  Old streets refer to the streets south of the river and north of the railway.  It is the oldest place in the county.  Although it is said to be the oldest place, it only has a history of about a hundred years.  The reason why Yu Sheng thought of this place was because of the morning market here.  What does morning market mean, of course it means food.  Pancakes and fruit, soy milk fried dough sticks, fried dumplings and wontons are just some of the options.  Of course, having food doesn¡¯t mean you¡¯ll have it for the rest of your life.  At this moment, he was looking at the newly released steamed buns.  Yu Sheng looked at the steaming steamer, and his hunger level increased.  He wanted to rush up and grab a steamed bun, and then find a deserted place to eat it secretly.  no!  Yu Sheng shook his head, he was not a thief, so doing so was immoral.  What should I do if I want to eat again?  It suddenly occurred to him that there was money hidden in his collar.  good!  Find a place to take the money out.  There are many people in the morning market in the old street, which can be considered bustling. It is not easy to find a place with few people.  The rest of my life drove my hungry body into a residential building.  He jumped up and down to the open-air terrace extending out from the second floor.  He sat down against the khaki flowerpot, hooked the collar with his front paws, and tried to take it off.  This action is not elegant, but it is relatively easy to use, and the collar was taken off without much effort.  After taking off the collar, he felt relieved for the rest of his life. When he was still a human being and not a cat, he didn't like to wear those messy decorations.  However, now that he is a cat, wearing a collar is less of his subjective wish.  Rather, it is a real need.  Wearing a collar means that he is not a wild cat and has a backing.  When others see his collar, they usually get this impression.  In this way, you can avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles for the rest of your life.  So, although he doesn't like to put something around his neck.  However, he still pinched his nose and admitted it.  After all, it¡¯s better to do less than to do more.  It would be nice to have less trouble after all.  Yu Sheng used his paws to unfold the ten-yuan note rolled into a small piece.  The opened ten-dollar bill was still a little bent and looked wrinkled. Yu Sheng looked at it and felt unsatisfied.  So he placed the banknotes on the ground.  He sat down on the banknotes, twisted his buttocks in a very rippling manner, and flattened the banknotes.  Um?  who?  I spent the rest of my life happily pressing banknotes, and felt like I was being spied on.  He tilted his head based on his feeling, twisted his face hard, and gave him a vicious look.  The curtains opened a crack, revealing a pair of small eyes that Yu Sheng had touched.  Quickly closed the curtains.  Yu Sheng nodded with satisfaction, lowered his head and picked up the flat banknote weighed down by his weight.  Jumped off the platform happily.  Looking for food to buy.  Cats buy food.  Even today, this is still a rare sight. Cats are different from dogs. They don't hold a basket in their mouths and serve their owners like dogs.  It's really unreliable to let a cat like a lunatic do things for others.  Therefore, at the morning market in this small town in the late 1990s, many pedestrians were still very curious about a cat holding money in its mouth and walking in front of the stall.  For the rest of my life, in public places, I don¡¯t care about other people¡¯s eyes as much as in private places.  He ignored the curious passers-by.  Trying hard to find the food that you like.  Actually, the steamed buns are not bad either.  However, the steamed buns are too cheap.  Yu Sheng looked up at the steamer, looking at the steamed buns each as big as his head, and shook his head.  Two steamed buns cost fifty cents, and four steamed buns only cost one yuan.  Yu Sheng felt that he didn't eat much, and he wasn't hungry enough to eat four steamed buns as big as cat heads.  And just buy one steamed bun?  A steamed bun costs three cents.  Give the boss ten yuan for the rest of your life and you will get a bunch of change.  Paper money is okay, I don¡¯t mind the money being dirty, just hold it in your mouth and walk away.  But what about coins?  You can't put it in your mouth.  He suffered from choice anxiety for the rest of his life. After thinking about it for a long time, he gave up buying steamed buns.  Then move forward.  He passed by a tofu nao stall.  He didn't stop here, because a cat's mouth always feels weird when eating food like tofu.?.  He ate at Liu Yang's place once.  Not really love.  Went forward some distance.  The passers-by on the streets of the morning market are still very friendly, and they find it novel to watch Yu Sheng.  So, as he was walking, the pedestrians deliberately made a small circle for him.  Yu Sheng looked around, and finally he smelled what he wanted to eat - meat buns.  The meat buns at the stall in front of me are not considered exquisite, and they are not as good as the exquisite steamed buns with full soup, thin skin and large fillings.  It looks rougher and smaller than the cat-head-sized steamed buns.  But after all, there is a **-year-old child, the size of a clenched fist.  Strangely enough, the price of steamed buns is the same as that of steamed buns, which are also one yuan for four.  I really don¡¯t know why this kind of meat-filled food is so cheap.  In fact, this is so sad for the rest of my life.  In this day and age, although prices have risen dramatically, they are too low to hold up.  Therefore, except for personal computers and other relatively high-end and exotic gadgets, the rest of the things are pitifully cheap in Yu Sheng's eyes.  The stall owner is a very nervous person.  He clearly understood what Yu Sheng meant.  He used oil paper to wrap Yu Sheng in four big buns, and at the same time, he specially found the banknotes and clamped them on the paper bags.
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