Trivial Skin of Rebirth

During the day, Xiang Qingyun went to work, Ye Jiawen went out to sell goods, and at noon they went home to have dinner together.In the evening, Xiang Qingyun bought good food and went home to cook. If Ye Jiawen came back earlier than him, he would clean up, and if he came back later than him, he would eat directly.If Ye Jiawen is very tired that day, and the soles of his feet are covered with blisters, Xiang Qingyun will bring a basin of hot water to wash his feet and massage his feet at night, and he will also give him a full body massage, but the whole body massage sometimes needs to be pressed The two rolled onto the bed.

Now Ye Jiawen has been reborn. His mind is that of a 37-year-old, but his body is that of a 22-year-old. When he was young, sometimes he wanted to go to bed early in his heart, but when he was touched by Xiang Qingyun, his mind immediately became distracted.During the day, they worked hard to make a living, and at night they lay hugging each other on a single bed in a small room of [-] to [-] square meters, sweating profusely, and they were still full of energy the next day.This made Ye Jiawen very happy. When he was young, his physical capital was still very good.

Every night before going to bed, he would go out for a run and exercise according to the plan, and he would drag Xiang Qingyun to run with him. After all, the health of himself and his partner is very important, and the truth can be tested before the bed, but he would rather this A true relationship is never tested.

Ye Jiawen bought a large stainless steel pot, a stove, and a cart, and traveled all over several food wholesale markets in S City. After comparing, he settled on a seller with good price and quality, and spent a few more nights on it. It's time to go to the gates of several universities and feel that the preparations are almost done, and he is about to start his plan to make a fortune in Malatang.On a Monday night, he and Xiang Qingyun installed a stove and a large steel pot on the trolley. The pot was filled with boiled soup. On the way, he carried another bag of ingredients, and set off for University A.

In 97, there were already many types of supper stalls outside the university, including teppanyaki, fried rice and fried noodle stalls, those selling fried dumplings, and tea eggs... There were many students in front of each stall. Livelier than during the day.At that time, the control was not as strict as it was later. There was almost no one to control the stalls and sell things, and there was no such thing as violent law enforcement by the urban management, so everyone was happy and at ease with the money, and they didn't have to pay taxes.

Ye Jiawen and Xiang Qingyun set up the stall, turned on the stove, and the soup in the pot was hot soon.Because it was the first day of business, let's try the water first. Ye Jiawen didn't bring many kinds of ingredients, only lotus root slices, tribute balls, sausages, kelp, etc. Seven or eight things.When the soup is boiled and the lid is lifted, it is really fragrant. Many students on the street gather in this direction. Many people have never seen this thing before, and they feel very fresh.Ye Jiawen first made some of each ingredient and put it into the soup with a colander to cook. When it was almost cooked, he scooped it up and put it in a bowl. He yelled in a crisp voice, "Sichuan Malatang, come and taste it all." Yes, there is no charge to try it!"

A lot of people have already gathered, pointing at the pot.

"What is this?" "Sichuan Malatang? I've never heard of it." "It's so fragrant! It looks delicious!" "Boss, can you try it?"

Ye Jiawen took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the pocket of his apron and handed them over: "Try it for free, buy it if you think it tastes good!"

Immediately, a young male student took the pair of chopsticks, gearing up to be the first to eat crabs, and everyone around him looked at him expectantly.He first picked up a tribute ball, took a bite, and screamed when it was hot, fanning it with his hand and yelling: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

Someone asked again: "Boss, how do you sell it?"

Ye Jiawen said: "A bunch of vegetarian dishes costs [-] cents, a bunch of meat dishes costs [-] cents, and vermicelli costs [-] cents. Today is the first day of business. Buy three and get one free!"

The first boy who tried it immediately shouted: "Boss, first bring me three skewers of tribute balls, a bunch of lotus root, two sausages and a handful of vermicelli!"

Ye Jiawen smiled and said, "Okay!" Xiang Qingyun had already cooked the food quickly, and Ye Jiawen was in charge of collecting money while shouting to attract customers.

Because it is a mobile booth, there is no place for customers to sit and eat, so they use disposable foam plastic bowls, and a food bag is placed inside the bowl, and the food is packed in the food bag.Put a small plastic bag on the outside, so that it can be packed and taken away directly, which is very convenient.

The business got off to a good start on the first day, and when it was almost eleven o’clock at night, the number of talents on the street gradually decreased. At 11:30, Ye Jiawen and Xiang Qingyun officially closed their stalls. Things went home on a tricycle.As soon as he got home, Ye Jiawen didn't take a shower and rest right away, but dragged Xiang Qingyun down for a run. Xiang Qingyun was already very tired, so he hesitated and said, "Are you going to run today? It's so late, and today I'm very tired. "Ye Jiawen said: "If you want to run, you can't stop. This kind of thing will stop after one day. You must run for your health." Xiang Qingyun had to follow him and ran another 4000 meters. He didn't even wash his clothes after taking a shower, and fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed.

Xiang Qingyun wanted to get up early in the morning, so Ye Jiawen could sleep a little longer. Xiang Qingyun went downstairs to buy rice and soy milk and put them on the table before going to work.It was almost ten o'clock when Ye Jiawen woke up, and all the breakfast stalls downstairs had been withdrawn. Fortunately, Xiang Qingyun left something for him, and he ate it when it was warmed up.

Ye Jiawen started to count yesterday's income in the morning, but last night he deliberately used the excuse of being too tired not to count in front of Qing Yun.After counting down, I received a total of more than 80 yuan last night. After deducting the cost of ingredients, I made a net profit of more than 200 yuan.The cost of those pots, stoves, and cars probably cost more than 62.2 yuan, so the cost can be paid back in three or four days. It is indeed a good job with low cost and high salary.He took out two-thirds of the ninety or so yuan and stuffed it into the drawer where the money was kept, and stuffed the other third into the pocket of one of his clothes, folded the clothes and hid them at the bottom of the cabinet. Then he took out the ledger and wrote it squarely: "Project: Selling Mala Tang; Income: [-]."

Ye Jiawen intends to make two preparations in this life, the first is to control the financial power in his own hands.But this is not enough, he still has to hide his private money, Xiang Qingyun cannot let this private money know, he will use this private money to make money in the future.Xiang Qingyun can't keep his money, and if he has money, he wants to share wealth with others, so Ye Jiawen's idea is that if he becomes poor in the future, he still has private money to save money; Money, he can't get much out of it.The rules have to be done right from the beginning. Ye Jiawen suffered in his previous life because he was too generous at the beginning, and as a result he was gradually eroded by others. In this life, he must be a villain, a villain who lives for himself.

In the following period of time, Ye Jiawen, apart from buying ingredients during the day, carried a burden and went out to set up a stall to sell things. He first sold clothes and parasols for a few days, and then tried to sell a batch of pirated books and discs, and the income was also high. Even if it is barely, it can be regarded as a small job with little profit.In the evening, I pushed the cart out to sell Malatang, this thing is small and profitable, and the business is good, but it is tiring, and after doing it for a few days, Ye Jiawen always smells of Malatang in his mouth and nose, and he can't eat anything. He didn't have the same smell as before, even his body smelled of hot and spicy soup, which couldn't be washed off after washing, and people looked at him strangely when he was crowded on the bus.Later, Ye Jiawen made two pieces of clothes specially for selling Mala Tang, so as not to spoil the other clothes.

Xiang Qingyun didn't follow him to sell Malatang every day, because it was too late to sell Malatang, and he had to go to work during the day, so he would suffer from lack of sleep and drowsiness in the long run.He didn't say anything himself, Ye Jiawen didn't want him to be so tired, so he let him follow him for two, four or six days, and asked Zhang Yuanxin for help every now and then.Zhang Yuanxin was also short of money, Ye Jiawen paid him a lot of money, and he was happy to do it.

In the first month of selling Malatang, he earned 4000 yuan, 1000 points were given to Zhang Yuanxin, [-] and [-] yuan were deposited into Ye Jiawen's own account, and the remaining [-] yuan was deposited into his and Xiang Qingyun's joint account.

One Friday night, because they didn't have to go to work the next day, Xiang Qingyun and Ye Jiawen went a little crazy. First they did it on the sofa, and then they did it again in the bathroom. Seeing Ye Jiawen return to the bed, he started to make trouble again, which made Ye Jiawen's bones in his tossed body crisp. While clutching the sheets, he gasped and shouted: "Slow down, slow down, I have to go out to set up a stall at noon tomorrow!"

Xiang Qingyun was very considerate and didn't cum in it. After he cummed, Ye Jiawen's bottom was still hard, so he crawled over to help Ye Jiawen solve it with his mouth.Ye Jiawen pushed him with a crying voice: "Don't, don't, don't do it."

Xiang Qingyun looked at him in confusion with that thing in his mouth.

Ye Jiawen glared at him weakly: "I've ejaculated a few times, but I can't come out, let it be hard, if I ejaculate again, I'm going to bleed. You should be a bit restrained!"

Xiang Qingyun couldn't help laughing, crawled back and lay down next to Ye Jiawen, stroked his sweaty hair on his forehead, branded a few kisses on his forehead and bridge of nose, and said, "You can sleep at home tomorrow. , don’t go to the stall.”

Ye Jiawen was resting on his arm, almost fell asleep from exhaustion, and said in a daze, "Business is good on Saturday..."

Xiang Qingyun kissed his hair: "I'll help you look at the stall."

Ye Jiawen snorted, "I can't believe you."

Xiang Qingyun choked for a moment, leaned back a little, and looked at Ye Jiawen with aggrieved expression.Ye Jiawen rolled his eyelids, poked his forehead with his fingers and said, "I just can't believe you! You want to rebel!" Xiang Qingyun bit his fingertips lightly, both of them laughed, and Xiang Qingyun posted it again , Kiss the tip of his nose, kiss his lips, full of love, no amount of kissing is enough.

Xiang Qingyun said: "How much can you earn for a month by setting up a stall during the day?"

Ye Jiawen said: "I only earned more than 800 this month."

Xiang Qingyun said: "It's better to go to work and earn more. In fact, I think it's better if you find a serious job, at least the benefits are guaranteed and stable, and it doesn't matter if the salary is lower. We have all graduated from university, and set up a stall to sell it. Things can be done without reading.”

Of course, Ye Jiawen's ambition is not as simple as setting up a stall to sell small things, but he doesn't have enough capital to do anything else.He held Xiang Qingyun's face and kissed it forcefully, and said with a smile: "I don't need you to worry about it, I know what's in my heart. But you, let me worry less!"

Xiang Qingyun hugged him and suddenly stopped talking. After a while, Ye Jiawen was already in a drowsy sleep. He suddenly heard Xiang Qingyun whispering in his ear: "Baby, I want to talk to you about our affairs. Parents said."