peach beauty

The first time he went out to set up a stall, Lin Chu didn’t show it on the surface, but he was actually very nervous. When he went to bed at night, he dreamed that he and Cheng Wanqiu were being chased by a large group of urban management, and the next day they were disturbed by the alarm clock set before going to bed. When I woke up, I still had lingering fears because of the embarrassing scene in the dream.

Cheng Wanqiu, who was sleeping next to him, also woke up, squinting his eyes that hadn't fully opened yet, looking at the person sitting still in front of him, "Taotao?"

Lin Chu turned his head and looked at him anxiously, "Brother, do you think we will be chased away by the urban management on the first day we set up a stall?"

"No, there is a place in the town to set up a stall for people. We won't be chased away by the urban management when we go there." Cheng Wanqiu said, sitting up, kissing his forehead, and getting out of bed, "Just make cakes and Alright, let me take care of the rest."

Lin Chu instantly felt relieved. He lay on the bed, rolled around twice, hugged Cheng Wanqiu's pillow and squinted his eyes, and fell asleep for a while, until Cheng Wanqiu, who went downstairs to wash and make breakfast, came up to ask him to really get up. .

In order to open the stall tonight, Lin Chu started preparing sweet-scented osmanthus cakes after breakfast, but after all, it was the first time to set up a stall, and he didn't know if the business would be good.

After discussing with Cheng Wanqiu, he decided to make 15 boxes, each 250g, priced at 20 yuan a box, Lin Chu was in charge of making the cakes, and Cheng Wanqiu was in charge of boxing and packaging.

In order to increase the turnover rate, Cheng Wanqiu suggested that Lin Chu make more as a sample. Lin Chu also thought this idea was good, so he made some extra and put them in disposable lunch boxes.

After dinner, after seven o'clock, Cheng Wanqiu held a medium-sized black woven bag in one hand, which contained packed sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and a poster stand he specially made for setting up a stall. Lin Chu went out.

"Brother, do you think they will like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made?"

"Yes, I think it's very delicious."

"...What if you can't sell it?"

"If you can't sell it, I'll eat it."

"So much."

"I can finish it."

The two walked through the green corner of the community. The street lights here were very dim, and almost no one would be here at night.

Lin Chu suddenly stopped walking, held Cheng Wanqiu, and said in a low voice, "Brother, wait a minute, I want you to kiss me."

Cheng Wanqiu led him into the flower bed in the green corner, put down the woven bag in her hand and hugged the waist of the person in front of her, lowered her head to enclose his lips and tongue, and comforted him gently.

"It doesn't matter, we don't have any goals that we must achieve. You just think we are here to play. I support you because this is what you want to do. I don't really want you to open a store and let me be the proprietress, so you don't have anything. Pressure, you've done a good job."

Lin Chu pressed his forehead against his shoulder, "It would be too shameful if I can't sell it."

"It's not shameful, besides, I don't think you will fail to sell, because the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made is delicious, don't you remember the WeChat message that Erjing sent you? He has been praising you for doing a great job, and so is Brother Dong. The same goes for Xiao Yuan, he said everything he ate was good, don't you believe us?"

Lin Chu pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, "I believe, then let's go."

Cheng Wanqiu smiled, picked up the woven bag again and walked towards the gate of the community.

As early as two days ago, he had already inquired that there was a street stall night market in Taolin Town, which was dedicated to young people's entrepreneurial opportunities. Cheng Wanqiu also searched for the videos and pictures of the scene. There were many young people setting up stalls and selling handicrafts. Selling handmade milk tea, bracelets and earrings, and everything else, all kinds of things are as lively as the comic exhibition.

Cheng Wanqiu thought this was a good place to set up a stall, so he took Lin Chu out and called a rickshaw to the street stall night market. On the way, he passed Fountain Park, where the music was loud and there were many people. I don't know if it's because today is Saturday, especially many young people can be seen walking to the park together.

Lin Chu looked at the fountain park in front of him, and said quietly, "I wish I could set up a stall in the park, there are so many people."

Cheng Wanqiu couldn't help laughing, "Then we will definitely be kicked out."

Lin Chu also knew that, he leaned his head on Cheng Wanqiu's shoulder and stopped talking.

The speed of the rickshaw is actually very fast, and they will be delivered to their destination in less than 10 minutes. Cheng Wanqiu paid [-] yuan for the fare, and then took Lin Chu's hand and walked to the bustling night market on the side of the street like no one else.

This is quite an interesting place, because first of all, you will be attracted by a large green cloth shed. The space under this shed is very spacious, and it is neatly filled with tables and chairs for four people. Casual table.

On the left of the green cloth shed is a street of fragrant snacks, and on the right is a street of street stalls for people to set up stalls.

Lin Chu has heard of this place, but he has never been here. He used to work at the bar every night. After work, he was so tired that he just wanted to sleep. He never thought about going to the so-called night market. Now he followed Cheng Wanqiu Only when we came together did we realize that this place can be so lively, and the flow of people is no less than the fountain park we saw just now.

Lin Chu followed Cheng Wanqiu in the crowd, "Brother, don't you need money to set up a stall here?"

"Yes, there is a management fee. A booth costs five yuan a night. You can leave at any time. If you come back the next day, you need to pay another five yuan."

"So where are we going to pay?"

Cheng Wanqiu led Lin Chu to the green shed, where there was a place similar to a ticket office, and a staff member in a red vest was sitting inside.

At this time, several people were lining up in front of the ticket office. Cheng Wanqiu and Lin Chu only waited for two or three minutes, and it was their turn soon.

Cheng Wanqiu skillfully took out her mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, and then took a card.

Lin Chu was surprised, "Brother, you look more like a local than me."

Cheng Wanqiu smiled, "I am indeed a local."

"Oh yeah, you just didn't grow up here."

Cheng Wanqiu handed the card to Lin Chu, "Our booth is No. 88."

Lin Chu held the card in one hand, and was led away by Cheng Wanqiu in the other. The two walked through the crowd, attracting many curious eyes along the way.

However, the two of them obviously didn't care about the sight surrounding them. Cheng Wanqiu, who was walking in front, kept looking at the numbers on the booth until he saw number 88, "Taotao, I found it."

Lin Chu followed him curiously and looked around. In fact, he didn’t need to look to know what it was like. The booths here were all the same, less than two meters long and nearly one meter wide. There was a white product display stand, and A shelf to hang things on.

Cheng Wanqiu pointed to the card slot on the booth, and motioned for Lin Chu to put the card in. After hearing a beep, the small iron door that was originally locked opened with a slight push, and the two small light tubes in the booth Instantly lights up.

Cheng Wanqiu let Lin Chu go in first, followed by him and put the woven bag that he had carried all the way on the display stand.

They haven't started selling yet, and there are already several girls standing near the booth looking at them curiously.

Good-looking people attract attention wherever they go. If good-looking people set up a stall, it will naturally be easier to attract customers.

When Lin Chu took out the sweet-scented osmanthus cake packed in the woven bag, Cheng Wanqiu also took out the poster stand he had ordered before.

The poster frame is made of satin fabric. The biggest advantage of this kind of fabric is that it will not leave marks when it is rolled up. When it is used, it only needs to be rolled out, and then supported by a metal rod that can be stored.

Cheng Wanqiu had already learned how to put up the poster stand when he was at home, so the whole process took less than 2 minutes for him to put the poster stand up.

On a 60*80 poster, a large pink peach is particularly eye-catching. It is in watercolor style, but the painting style is very cute. A Q-version villain with pink hair is leaning against the big one in pink clothes. Dozing off beside Taozi, there are a few red leaves falling down next to this chubby pink-haired figure, which looks like maple leaves.

In the upper right corner of the poster, there is a line of large pink characters, which read "Late Autumn Pastry" in calligraphy from top to bottom.

This poster attracted everyone around the first time it was released, because this painting is so special, it doesn’t look like someone painted it, you can feel the love and treasure poured into this painting, you can feel The pink-haired little man sleeping on the big peach in this painting is deeply loved, because the brushstrokes in this painting are so gentle, even the red maple leaves have a kind of protection.

Lin Chu neatly placed the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes packed at home on the display stand. Each paper bag was printed with the same pattern as the poster, even including the box containing the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

After finishing all the preparations, Lin Chu took out a payment code, sat silently on the stool, and watched the people coming and going in front of the booth.

Cheng Wanqiu took out the price tag written in the woven bag, which read: Ancient Osmanthus Cake 20 yuan/box/250g

As soon as he put the price tag away, a girl in a short skirt stepped forward and pointed to the osmanthus cake in the disposable lunch box, "Hello, can I try it?"

Lin Chu nodded lightly, while Cheng Wanqiu smiled at her, "Yes, there are toothpicks here."

The girl stood by and tried a piece, "It's a bit sweet."

Cheng Wanqiu hummed, "The ancient osmanthus cake will be sweeter."

"Then will I gain weight if I eat it?"

Cheng Wanqiu was very sincere, "Yes, if you want to keep fit, it's better not to eat."

The girl couldn't help laughing, "It's the first time I've seen you do business like this. Don't you usually say that you won't gain weight if you eat less?"

Cheng Wanqiu smiled and said nothing.

"20 a box is not expensive, so get me two boxes, and I'll buy them back for my parents to eat."

Lin Chu on the side opened his eyes in surprise when he heard this. He didn't expect to sell two boxes so quickly!

Cheng Wanqiu showed the girl the payment code, picked up the two paper bags on the table and handed them to her, "Thank you for your support."

The girl paid the money and took the bag, pointed at the pink-haired figure on the bag with a smile, glanced at Lin Chu, and asked Cheng Wanqiu, "Is this him?"

Cheng Wanqiu smiled and nodded, "It's him."

"His name is Wanqiu?"

"My name is Wanqiu."

The girl looked surprised, and then quickly understood, "Oh! That's why there are maple leaves painted on it, and I said why there are peaches painted on it, but it's not called peach cakes. It turns out that late autumn is here!"

After the girl asked the question, she turned around and was about to leave, but before she could go out two steps, she turned around and came back, "Are you still here tomorrow?"

"Will come, but not necessarily at this stall."

"Oh~"

After the girl left, people came to try it one after another. Some people thought it was too sweet and didn't buy it, and some people bought a box after trying it.

Most young people visit night markets and street stalls, and the vast majority of young people are not interested in traditional Chinese pastries. They may prefer Western-style small cakes to sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

For example, the stall is diagonally opposite them, and the business selling small portions of tiramisu and mango millefeuille is very good.

Sitting next to Cheng Wanqiu, Lin Chu looked at the ten boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes left in front of him, and began to worry about how long it would take to sell them all.

Cheng Wanqiu was not worried. After sitting for a while, he suddenly bent down and took out a water cup with a straw from his woven bag and handed it to Lin Chu, which contained warm water, "Drink some peaches, you have to drink this bottle of water before you go back." over."

Lin Chu took it silently, opened the lid, bit the soft rubber straw tip inside, and drank quietly.

Cheng Wanqiu cared about every detail of his life. After noticing that Lin Chu didn't drink much water, he bought a medium-sized sippy cup and told him to drink up the water in the cup every morning, noon and night.

Lin Chu listened to him very much, and didn't act coquettishly saying that he couldn't finish it. He asked himself to drink it, and soon the warm water in the 600ml bottle ran out.

It was also at this moment that a group of girls wearing improved Hanfu came over with a cup of milk tea in their hands. They saw Lin Chu's stall at a glance, and walked together with their eyes lit up.

"I didn't expect to see pastries made in the ancient way here!"

Six or seven girls chatted together. They were very interested in the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that could be tasted. After sharing a dime, they discussed more enthusiastically whether it was milk or water. After arguing for a while, the leader The long-haired girl suddenly smiled and asked Lin Chu, "Boss, do you put milk or water in the ancient sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Lin Chu: "Water."

"Let me tell you! There is no milk in it! The ancient method should be water!"

The young and beautiful girls are full of vigor, lively like little suns walking, they took a group photo around the poster stand on the booth, and even took a photo of the delicately packaged osmanthus cake on the display stand after Cheng Wanqiu's consent, saying that they were going to distribute Weibo and circle of friends.

Lin Chu doesn't like to play social software. He is a person who doesn't even post a post on Moments all year round. He doesn't even have an account on Weibo, so he doesn't know that posting on Moments and Weibo is helping them for free. advertise.

After the girls took the photos, each bought a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and seven boxes were sold in one click. Lin Chu's mobile phone received seven receipt voices in a row, and 140 yuan was credited to the account in an instant.

Lin Chu still hadn't recovered until they left. He stared blankly at the last three boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the display stand, then turned around and asked Cheng Wanqiu, "Brother...are we...less prepared?"

Cheng Wanqiu smiled, "The first day of setting up a stall is mainly for learning experience, it doesn't matter if you sell more or less, as long as you have a bottom line, we can make more and bring them back tomorrow."

Lin Chu pursed his lips and smiled happily. His eyebrows and eyes were curved. He was always worried that the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes he brought today would not be sold. Unexpectedly, within an hour after they started setting up the stall, fifteen boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes sold for only Last three boxes left.

Half an hour later, the last three boxes of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes were sold out, and there was only a little cake powder left in the disposable lunch box. Lin Chu packed up his things contentedly, and went home with Cheng Wanqiu. The card on the booth was If you can't take it away, you have to wait for the staff to collect it.

On the way home, instead of taking a rickshaw, they chose to walk home. Lin Chu walked lightly, "Brother, how long have we been setting up the stall?"

Cheng Wanqiu smiled and said, "One and a half hours."

Lin Chu shook his head and sighed, "I'm so good, I left work perfectly early."

"You have already learned the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, are you going to learn pea yellow next?"

"Of course! Once pea yellow is learned, mung bean cake, horseshoe cake, red bean cake..." Lin Chu said a long list of dishes, "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and I have to learn how to make moon cakes. When I learn all about you You can eat something different every day.”

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

While chatting, the two walked towards the Zhuxinyuan Community, walked through the bustling commercial street, walked through the busy intersection, and walked past the zebra crossing.

The atmosphere of fireworks in Taolin Town at night is stronger than that in the daytime. This is undoubtedly a very suitable town for living and retirement, because everyone you see on the road is very happy. Talking about where to go for a drink, where to eat and where to watch a movie.

The fate of most people in the world is just passing by on a certain day, you don't need to know who he is, because you only meet once.

But some fate can pass through the vast sea of ​​people and time, and meet you in a certain day, and they will never be separated again.

On the way home, they passed the Fountain Park again. Even though it was already nine o'clock in the evening, the park was still very lively.

Lin Chu looked at the fountain park in front of him, and suddenly remembered something, "Brother, today is Saturday, right?"

"Ah."

"Did our landlady say he's playing at Fountain Park on Saturday night?"

"Yes, do you want to go and see?"

"Anyway, it's still early." Lin Chu took Cheng Wanqiu's hand and walked up the steps of the park, "Go and see if he sings as well as you."

Cheng Wanqiu was dragged away by Lin Chu, she smiled helplessly, "He is a professional, how can I compare with professional people?"

"What's wrong with the professional? You sang so well at the age of 17, how can you not compare to him?"

Lin Chu took Cheng Wanqiu's hand and searched around the park, and soon he heard the sound of a guitar plucking strings, and followed the sound to see the crowd surrounding the open space in the distance.

"There!" Lin Chu excitedly dragged Cheng Wanqiu over there, as if he was going to take Cheng Wanqiu to fight with their young landlord.

The Zangxing band is indeed a little famous in Taolin Town. They will perform in Fountain Park every Saturday. Many fans of their band will come early to occupy the front row, and most of them are girls.

So among the various girls wearing literary and artistic long skirts, two tall and slender men, one of whom was dyed with dazzling pink hair, attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as they appeared.

Cheng Wanqiu was led by Lin Chu in one hand, and a black woven bag in the other, looking like he just got off the train.

Zhang Chengxing, who was singing, also saw them. He raised his eyebrows slightly as a greeting, and continued to sing folk-style love songs lazily and affectionately.

He has a good voice, low and magnetic, and sexy when he sings. It's not surprising why there are so many girls at the scene.

After a song was sung, amidst the applause and cheers, Lin Chu turned his head and whispered in Cheng Wanqiu's ear, "Brother, I think your singing is better."

Cheng Wanqiu smiled, and imitated Lin Chu's head tilted to his ear, "Thank you, Taotao."

Then Zhang Chengxing sang another song, the style was quite different from the previous one, with an unspeakable loneliness and sadness.

The people watching the show were very quiet, silently listening to the people in the crowd playing guitar and singing, and the rest of the band were behind him, accompaniment and chords for him.

This is a very mature and well-organized band, more professional than the band Cheng Wanqiu played because of secret rebellion when he was 17 years old.

The reason why he played in the band at the age of 17 stemmed from confusion, because he realized his sexual orientation one day during adolescence, and he found that he was not interested in the hot and sexy women in the magazines. Compared with the beautiful girls, he It is easier to be attracted by beautiful men.

Cheng Yan once commented that he is a very picky person, he would rather lack than abuse.

He has never been in a hurry to find "true love". He knows that the world is big and it takes time to meet the right person, and he happens to be a very patient person.

He can no longer remember the state of mind when he was 17 years old and sang on the small stage of the bar, nor can he remember the confusion and hesitation at that time.

The 17-year-old Cheng Wanqiu didn't know Lin Chu, neither fell in love with him nor owned him, while the 26-year-old Cheng Wanqiu always had Lin Chu in his heart. Sleeping in each other's arms at night, and waking up in each other's arms every morning, they planned every bit of the future while getting along day and night, and agreed to look through the photo albums of their youth together when they became old men in 50 years.

Everything he has now is beyond the imagination of the 17-year-old Cheng Wanqiu, and it was also something he could not have at that time.

Cheng Wanqiu lowered her head and silently looked at Lin Chu's side face. Lin Chu was listening to Zhang Chengxing's singing very seriously. When Zhang Chengxing finished singing, there was applause from all around. Lin Chu looked around, but was still reluctant to let go of Cheng Wanqiu's hand hands clapping.

At this time, Zhang Chengxing suddenly said into the microphone: "Thank you everyone. After a week, we have ushered in the highly anticipated 'Sing Me to You' session again. Does anyone want to come up?"

Fans gathered in a big circle, you look at me, I look at you, some are still hesitating, some are encouraging their friends to go up.

Cheng Wanqiu squeezed Lin Chu's hand lightly, and pressed her lips against his ear, "Taotao, I'll sing you a song."

Lin Chu was shocked when he heard it, and turned his head suddenly to see Cheng Wanqiu smiling and handing the light weight woven bag to him, raising his arms and walking towards Zhang Chengxing, who was holding the guitar.

Lin Chu stood there staring blankly at Cheng Wanqiu's back, and after watching him chat with Zhang Chengxing, Zhang Chengxing gave him the mic.

Cheng Wanqiu was tall, his legs wrapped in jeans were thin and long, sitting on a high stool showed the advantages of his figure.

He supported Li Mai in front of him with one hand, looked straight at Lin Chu, and said in a low voice with tenderness and affection, "Good evening, I want to sing this song to my beautiful lover."

In the next second, the familiar melody sounded slowly.

This is a very popular song in Chinese circles all over the world, and it is also one of the few Chinese songs that Cheng Wanqiu can sing from beginning to end.

"the moon represents my heart"

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There are not many Chinese songs that Cheng Wanqiu can sing from beginning to end. One is "The Moon Represents My Heart" and the other is "Qilixiang".