The world is cool

On February [-], the dragon raised its head.

According to the elders, you can't cut your hair in the first month, especially the catchy sentence "I cut my hair in the first month and died uncle" is really shocking.Although I don't have an uncle, I still feel that it is not a good thing to fight against folk customs, so I dragged the little lunatic to wait until February [-] before stepping into the barber shop.Unexpectedly, every barber shop is like a star signing site, which is full of people, making the little lunatic more irritable, and explaining the inevitability of the extinction of the remnants of feudal thought throughout the process.

Zhou Cheng didn't come with us, because his hair is not super short, and it is just right at this stage. He occasionally looks down to read a book, and his handsome side face with slightly drooping bangs is quite ornamental.But he was not idle either. When the little lunatic and I arrived home in the evening, the clean smell that came over us almost made us both burst into tears.Where is the heavily polluted earth we live on? It's like a new home on Neville!The words "bright and clean" are not enough to describe, and the words "spotless and clean" are overshadowed in this transparent room. If the interior was like this when I first rented the house, let alone eight hundred, one thousand and two may not be able to rent it.So I excitedly held up those industrious hands and said, just ask what you want, as long as I can do it!The worker smiled modestly and said something trivial.Nima, in an instant, I could even see the dazzling golden light radiating from his body!

After the dragon's head is raised, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.It has been more than a week since the start of each high school, so our project was officially launched.The little lunatic found someone on the Internet and bought a recipe for bacon, two thousand oceans, the money had already been transferred out when I knew it, and I don’t know when the dead child got that online bank, it’s like running water.I blamed him for several days for this matter, because in my opinion, kebabs are nothing more than meat, salt, oil, cumin, chili powder, what kind of recipe is needed.But later we bought a long charcoal stove and other equipment, first made some meat and roasted it by ourselves, only to find that the difference between the one without the secret recipe and the one with the secret recipe is like broken glass and Swarovski.The thing I baked looks like that, but it tastes astringent, and the hard meat can be used as field rations. The little lunatic is marinated with various seasonings that I have never seen before. Although it looks cruel , all kinds of heat are uneven, black and red, but it is hard to pick out a piece that is cooked. The taste is not blowing, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, and the fragrance is overflowing.I praised, you can do it, how did you think there is a secret recipe for this stuff?The little lunatic will be pissed, saying that you think delicious food is a family heirloom?Whether you understand the market economy or not, there is a market and there is a price!

Well, I don't understand market economy, so let's do some physical work.

In the next two days, I took Zhou Cheng around the city on a tricycle, almost all the boarding high schools that could be named, and finally settled on No. [-] Middle School.According to Zhou Cheng, this school has the latest self-study time, the strictest management, and the most depressed students, so the appetite is the most fierce.I trust this conclusion unconditionally, because I know I don't have that brain.

I went to make a big purchase early in the morning on the second day after stepping on a little bit, and I didn't return with a full load until noon.

"Come, come, give me a hand!" As soon as I entered the door, I called for reinforcements. My shoulders couldn't take it anymore, and dozens of catties of meat were no joke.

Looking around, there was no one else in the room, but the little lunatic was pressing the remote control randomly on the sofa. When he saw me, the first thing he said was: "Did you rob the butcher shop?"

As soon as I saw that I couldn't expect help, I turned sideways and unloaded the meat.The meat wrapped in several layers of plastic bags fell to the ground with a bang, solid.

"Where's Zhou Cheng?" I asked.

The little lunatic pointed to the kitchen: "It's cooking noodles."

I was surprised, I thought I didn't smell the aroma, but I went in and took a look, okay, it's really noodles, clear soup and white water, and you can see the bottom of the pot at a glance.

"You bought the meat?" Zhou Cheng knew it was me without turning his head, which was amazing.

"We're busy this afternoon." I said.

Zhou Cheng pushed and pushed the noodle pot with a spoon, and said very subtly: "Unfortunately, there is only one kitchen knife."

My body trembled, and I suddenly had an ominous premonition...

"Cut the strips first and then cut them into chunks together. How long will it take to get them one by one!"

"I said, can you watch carefully when you cut the knife, one of these two cuts looks like an eggplant and the other looks like a bean!"

"Feng Yiyi, do you know how to cut? Do you know that there is something called knife skill in this world!"

"Feng Yiyi..."

It is tolerable or unbearable!Damn I quit!

As soon as the kitchen knife fell on the chopping board, I turned around fiercely: "It's so lively, come on!"

The little lunatic was squatting on the ground to mix the seasoning, and I was so scared that I shook my hand and spilled half a spoonful.

Zhou Cheng was sitting on a chair beside him reading a book, and smiled when he saw this: "You better do it, let him cut it, maybe this mutton skewer will become a human meat skewer."

Ten bloody fingers flashed in my associative brain... Well, you won, I will continue.

So in the afternoon, I cut the meat until I almost lost the feeling in my shoulders, and the little lunatic squatted on the ground for almost an hour to mix the seasonings. The precise measurement and posture all reminded me of my chemistry teacher in junior high school.Zhou Cheng couldn't intervene, so he simply read the book all afternoon, feeling at ease.

I worked until after [-] o'clock in the evening to marinate all the cut meat, and put the remaining half of the uncut meat in the refrigerator for storage—because I was inexperienced, I robbed a butcher shop for the first time, and it was too much.

When I woke up the next day, I felt that my right shoulder was not like my own. Let alone working, I couldn’t even lift it up. If I moved it a little, it hurt like a needle prick.This frightened me, and I sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. The little lunatic pushed me and asked, are you stupid?Just this time, it made the situation worse, and I howled out with a groan.In the end, the little lunatic was also frightened, and looked at me with his mouth half-opened in horror, as if I was an alien upper body.

No matter how good Zhou Cheng's sleep quality was, he couldn't help me being so disturbed. He yawned and sat up, leaning on the sofa and looking at me sleepily: "What's wrong?"

I was full of grievances and had nowhere to complain. I was panicked and sad: "Wow, my arm is going to be crippled..."

Zhou Cheng tilted his head and looked at me for a few seconds, then suddenly pulled off the quilt and lay down again: "It's enough to rest for two days from excessive exercise, and I'll sleep for another 10 minutes."

I am embarrassed, I subconsciously watched the little lunatic trying to find an ally, the little lunatic was very cooperative, and squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Damn."

The March sun is very warm, shining in through the window, dispelling the slight chill after turning off the heating.The freshly cooked white porridge has a strong rice fragrance, and it has a special flavor when paired with fermented bean curd and old godmother.Of course not everything is perfect...

"I said can we change the dining table, don't always use this children's version, it will make your stomach uncomfortable." The little lunatic sat cross-legged on the ground, muttering while grabbing the foam board under his buttocks.The poor foam board has changed from a rectangle to an irregular shape, and the edges are in danger of becoming tassels.

"Don't make a lot of foam, clean it later." As a one-armed hero, I gave up the difficult action of carrying the bowl, put the bowl directly on the table, and leaned over to drink it when I wanted to drink it. With a free hand, you can poke the fermented bean curd with a chopstick and hold it up.

"Do you have a cleanliness freak? It's my turn." Cleanliness is a nickname given to Zhou Cheng by the little lunatic, and he has been teasing and ridiculing since the day of cleaning.

Zhou Cheng readily accepted the nickname, and assimilated it into a synonym for "name" in the auditory system without any obstacles.So at this moment, he swallowed a mouthful of porridge slowly, and then calmly said to the little lunatic: "By the way, we will skewer meat together later."

The little lunatic frowned, subconsciously pointed at me and asked, "What about him?"

I opened my eyes wide with anger, raised my left hand and pointed at my right arm twice, and my heart was about to come out: How dare you!

The little lunatic felt a little bit ashamed after realizing it, but that was only for me. When he turned to Zhou Cheng, he immediately possessed himself with a hedgehog: "It's either us, or you. I was able to mix the seasoning yesterday, and you can do nothing. Didn't do it!"

Zhou Cheng shrugged indifferently: "It's okay for me to skewer by myself, but I'm afraid that there will be too much meat to skewer at night, so don't even think about setting up a stall today."

The little lunatic didn't speak, I patted the table first: "No, today is an auspicious day, you have to go out!"

Facts have proved that I still have a lot of status in this "family".After breakfast, the two of them took out two large pots of marinated meat from the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator, and began to skewer them on iron skewers purchased in advance.

It should be said that this skewer of meat is also particular, and it must be fat and thin.If you sell a bunch at a high price, then you can be [-]% thinner and [-]% fatter, with a delicious taste and not greasy.But the pricing like ours is low standard. Except for the short skewers, the skewers are also fifty-five cents, with one piece of meat and one fat piece at intervals.

Zhou Cheng's hands, in my impression, are simply used to hold books, but they are also very harmonious when they don't want to skewer meat skewers. Hold it firmly, pick it up, hold it, and push it down. The whole process is smooth and smooth. Skewers, those who don’t know think they are doing cross-stitch.But the same thing, here is a different kind of style in the little madman——

"Ah! Fucking pricks again!"

"Ah! Why can't I wear this, what kind of pig is this, the meat is so hard!"

"Ah! Feng Yiyi's cut is too horrible, can anyone buy this stuff..."

I rubbed my forehead, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, then I raised my head and smiled at Rong Kai: "Handsome guy, be quiet for a while, can you die?"

The little lunatic curled his lips and began to mutter vaguely. I struggled to listen, only to understand what he said: "Give me some start-up capital, and I can directly start a multinational company. By then, millions of dollars will be in My fingers are dripping, how dare you let my golden fingers here to skewer you skewers of mutton..."

I was really not in the mood to listen to it, so I slapped him on the head: "I don't like to play tricks, and people are rushing for 80 yuan a day outside!"

"No," the little lunatic glanced at me furtively, then hurriedly continued to work, "80 yuan is also money..."

How can a collective life flourish?That's when the most unreliable people in the group start working towards a "better tomorrow."

"It is said that the ice gourd is sour~~sweet is wrapped in the sour~~It is said that the ice gourd is sweet~~but the sweet is wrapped in sour~~the candied gourd is beautiful and it can be worn on a bamboo stick~~"

Of course, unreliability is still the essence.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, you're done.I hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot, and rushed to No. [-] Middle School on three wheels, carrying charcoal from the charcoal stove, meat, seasonings, and so on.Because I can't use my arms very well, Zhou Cheng and the little lunatic also came over by bus, thus creating a grand scene of three old men selling meat skewers together.

In any territory, as long as there are aborigines and outsiders, there must be friction.The gate of the school is no exception. Whether it’s meat skewers, Liangpier, fast food or pancakes, they are all female soldiers. Seeing us is like seeing class enemies, but because the three old men are really intimidating. Therefore, apart from casting hostile gazes at us, the Detachment of Women did not dare to do anything else.

The campus during classes is quiet, and so is the street outside the campus.Far away from the main road, the quiet here is not like the city, but like a peach garden, quiet and comfortable.Occasionally, a small wind blows slowly, refreshing.

The little lunatic wandered around because he was bored, so I could only share this feeling with Zhou Cheng, but he smiled subtly and said you just wait.I didn't know what to wait for until seventeen o'clock, when the melodious bell for the end of get out of class came from the campus...

"Boss, are you new here? Haven't seen you before?"

"Hurry up, hurry up! I have to go back to the dormitory to get the books!"

"To be honest, how much money can you make us a month?"

"Don't fan this way, the smoke is coming!"

"Oh my god, this one is delicious! Fathead Yu, come over here quickly—"

……

It may take 1 years for the vicissitudes of life to change into mulberry fields, but it only takes a blink of an eye for Taoyuan to become Huaguo Mountain.