After dressing as a widow

"Hi shopkeeper Cen, my surname is Lin, you can call me Brother Lin as well."

Shopkeeper Cen didn’t plan to eat Malatang in the morning. After all, he was old and wanted to eat something clear, but Lin Zhen’s generous appearance made him feel comfortable, so he came down and said, “Boil some old dishes for me. Not much more."

"Okay, shopkeeper Cen, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon." The charcoal fire in the clay stove was already burning at home, and if the air vent below was not blocked, the soup would have boiled already.

Lin Zhen picked out ten skewers of dried bamboo shoots, ten skewers of mushrooms, ten skewers of fungus, ten skewers of radishes, plus ten skewers of pork, ten skewers of chicken and ten skewers of pig ears. Bamboo tube, pack it up and give it to him: "Take it, Manager Cen, be careful not to burn your hands."

Shopkeeper Cen buys the same ones every time he comes to buy them. Lin Zhen and him have a tacit understanding.

When Boss Cen left, Lin Zhen said to Lin Zhuzi Lin Shitou, who was standing beside him a little cautiously: "You saw it just now, there doesn't seem to be much going on at our stall, and when customers come, count the skewers they want. Come out, bring it to me to cook, then pack it in a bamboo tube and pass it to the guests."

"Pillar stone, the two of you alternately handing me the strings and the bamboo tubes today. Remember, what you need to sell food is a clean one. Don't let dirty things fall on the strings and bamboo tubes."

"Shuanzi." In fact, Lin Zhen asked Gu Shuanzi this morning, asking him to read and endorse in the shop, anyway, he will go to the school to try it out in a few days, to see if the master accepts it, and if he doesn't come to follow It's okay to set up a stall, but he still came.

Lin Zhen said to Gu Shuanzi: "Remember what I taught you to count, you are in charge of cash register today."

Gu Shuanzi nodded: "Yes."

As soon as Lin Zhen finished speaking, a customer came to the door. This customer was a resident of the town, and his family was not poor. Every time he came, he only ate meat, and he had to fill it with two large bamboo tubes.

While greeting regular customers, Lin Zhen took the opportunity to mention that he had already rented a shop, and he would not come to set up a stall in a few days, selling Mala Tang in the shop, and asked Lin Zhuzi and Lin Shitou, who had just received the task, to pass things on. They were still a little nervous, and it was not easy to hold things with the naked eye, especially the pillars. Their faces were flushed, and the bottom of the soup in the pot boiled for a long time without counting the skewers.

Simply counting them, Lin Zhen taught them many times at home before. Lin Zhuzi's learning was still so-so at that time. Although he was not as good as Gu Shuanzi, he could read and write.

Lin Zhen was not in a hurry, he smiled and said to his regular customers: "I'm sorry uncle, the family is busy, so I can only bring the child to help. I'll bring you two more skewers of pork."

The regular guest's family also has children, who are about the same age as Lin Zhuzi and the others, and said with a smile, "It's not easy to make a living, I'm not in a hurry."

While the two were talking for a while, Lin Zhuzi finally handed the fresh skewers to Lin Zhen. Lin Zhen cooked them according to the time, took the two large bamboo tubes from Lin Shitou, and gave them to regular customers.

After the guest turned around, Lin Zhuzi lowered his head and nervously picked at the hem of his clothes.

Lin Zhen didn't say anything about him, but let him continue to work.

The sun above the head is rising higher and higher. It is approaching noon, and the business of the Malatang stall is getting better and better. After four o'clock, the traffic in front of the stall started to thin out.

Lin Zhen glanced at Chuan'er, which had bottomed out, and said in a hoarse voice, "Come here today, close the stall, and go back to prepare tomorrow's Chuan'er."

What he said most today is that the stall has been moved. In the future, if he wants to eat Malatang, he will go next to the Maji Grain and Oil Shop, which is called Zhenwei Malatang.

At the end of the day, my throat can't hold on anymore, like a broken gong.

Seeing that he was exhausted, Lin Xiaoyao said, "Third brother, stand by and stretch your arms and legs, and I'll clean up with them."

"Don't you guys have been tired all day, let's go together, pack up early and go home early." Lin Zhen couldn't do it when he was asked to stand there and watch the children do things. Add two bowls of water to the dry clay pot.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoyao didn't say anything anymore, she took Lin Zhuzi, Lin Shitou and Gu Shuanzi on their backs, and the group set foot on the way back to the shop.

Zhazi Street is just a street, and the place where they set up their stalls is not far from the rented shop, and it takes a few minutes to walk there.

After a few people took the cart and things in, the first thing they did was to sit on the stool and take a rest.

But one person did not sit.

Lin Zhen looked at Lin Zhuzi who was standing upright, took a sip of water first, and waved to him: "Zhuzi, come to me."

Lin Zhuzi's shoulders stiffened, and he walked up to him: "Gu, today I..."

Lin Zhen didn't speak, just looked at him, and asked him to continue talking.

Lin Zhuzi held back for a long time, and finally spoke out: "I didn't do a good job today, and I delayed my aunt's affairs."

"The pillar, can you tell me why I can't do it well? I can't count, or I'm too nervous, and I don't know what to do." Lin Zhen's voice is very recognizable on weekdays, with a winding ending, called When people hear it, they will never forget it.

But now his voice is hoarse, not at all like his usual voice.

Gu Shuanzi, who was sitting next to Lin Shitou, looked at him, frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Lin Zhuzi lowered his head and pinched the hem of his clothes: "I, I'm a little scared. I saw a lot of people I didn't know, and I panicked..."

"Gu, I should be fine tomorrow, and I will definitely not delay your affairs any longer."

As he spoke, Lin Zhuzi's face flushed as if at the stall.

He knew in his heart that he said he came here to help his aunt, but he was actually earning money, but he didn't do a good job after taking the money, which made him very uncomfortable.

Lin Zhen sat on the stool, looked up at him, and sighed inwardly.

He didn't blame Lin Zhuzi, he had noticed it when he was at home. Although Lin Zhuzi and Lin Shitou looked like carefree boys, they were completely different inside.

Lin Shitou inherited his father and father, straight to the point, is really careless, everything is not in the heart, only in the eyes of the matter.

Lin Zhuzi's character is completely opposite to what he has shown. He has a sensitive heart that is rarely seen in the Lin family, and he is very slow to get along with people. He has to confirm this person and his taste bit by bit. , will show a relatively enthusiastic side.

It was not so obvious in the village, but because he was familiar with the people and things in the village, everyone thought he was the same as Lin Shitou.

It wasn't until he came to the town that he realized that things were different inside. He couldn't get used to facing so many different people, and he couldn't get used to having to talk face to face with people he didn't know all of a sudden.

That's why Lin Zhen felt that it was best for him to learn the craft from Carpenter Ma, at least he could immerse himself in and do what he liked.

But now, firstly, someone has already come to the shop, and secondly, his mother doesn't want him to learn the craft from Carpenter Ma, so everything is a bit of an afterthought.

Naturally, Lin Zhen would not blame him any more and make him feel more uncomfortable, so he just smiled and said: "It's okay, take your time, when I first came to the town to do business, I couldn't open my mouth, I practiced and practiced Enough."

Lin Xiaoyao, who had seen him doing business for the first time, knew that he was lying. His third brother might do it very well the first time.

After a long day of exhaustion, no matter who is hungry, after talking to Lin Zhuzi, Lin Zhen looked at the vegetables in the kitchen that he bought yesterday, and he didn't know if he was smothered by the strong smell of Mala Tang or what. How much appetite.

Suddenly, he remembered what Lin Xiaoyao said about the cold noodles this morning, turned around and said to Lin Xiaoyao, "I'll go to the grain and oil store next door to buy some flour and come back to make noodles."

"Shall I go with you?"

"No need," Lin Zhen stretched out his hand to touch his still uncomfortable neck, "I'll go to the medical hall to grab some throat-moistening herbs and soak in water to drink, and then I'll buy noodles."

It's not midsummer yet, the sun is not so strong at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, but Lin Zhen is still a little dizzy after being outside for a whole day, so he simply grabbed a straw hat and covered his head, and went straight to the hospital first.

The apprentice in the medical hall didn't recognize him at first, but he didn't recognize him until he took off the straw hat on his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he asked very anxiously: "Brother Lin, what's wrong with your throat?" , Infected with the cold?"

"No, I talked too much today." Lin Zhen was born with fair skin, and his skin was only slightly flushed after so much sun exposure, as if he was drunk, he asked the apprentice, "Can I grab some herbs and boil water to drink? "

The apprentice was interested in him, and if he didn't come, he would miss him all the time. There was nothing happier than seeing him. Can be good."

"But you should talk less these days."

Lin Zhen touched his nose and said less. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will probably be the same as today. He wants to tell those guests about his move...

Anyway, it is better to drink than not to drink, at worst, drink this pair before buying another pair.

The medicine for treating the throat is not expensive, and it only cost more than 20 yuan. Lin Zhen took the medicine and was about to leave under the gaze of the apprentice, when he suddenly saw a familiar person.

He subconsciously looked at the man, who noticed his gaze, was stunned for a moment, then gave him a hard look, and hurriedly pulled the doctor who had treated Gu Shuanzi away.

Lin Zhen, who was stared at for no reason, asked his apprentice, "Who was that person just now?"

The apprentice glanced at him and said, "It's the woman next to the old lady of Qian's mansion in the town. Recently, old lady Qian's health is not very good, so she calls the doctor here from time to time."

The apprentice also saw that the woman stared at Lin Zhen just now, and asked curiously: "Brother Lin, do you know that person just now?"

"..." I didn't expect it to be someone close to Mrs. Qian. You must know that Mrs. Qian made the decision to divorce her original body, and her resentment towards Mrs. Qian is not insignificant.

He didn't want to get involved with the Qian family, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know her, maybe she was born that way, and no one seems to be happy."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhen took the medicine and left.