Two stupid postmodern life

Shuo Yue has always known that Er Sha is very mysterious and powerful.

You ask why he would know?

If your loved ones always like to tell you "I'm stupid" or "I'm stupid like that" when they're free, and you'll probably memorize it backwards if they talk about it for a few months.

His younger brother, the indifferent, wise, taciturn, self-denying one in my impression, the one who only thinks about the country, can always associate a word or a thing with Ersha, and then he can recall it endlessly .

For example, when he first arrived in Shike, Xuan Ye invited dinner at Jiqing Restaurant, and when he saw the waiter, he suddenly mentioned Ersha.

Xuan Ye said that when Ersha first came to Shi Ke, he was a part-time waiter here, saying that he had a novel idea, and even promoted the concept of part-time jobs, and then created a manpower of helpers. He said that about [-]% of Shi Ke's current labor force is Members of the Helping Hand...

There are countless similar scenes, even a potato, Xuan Ye can connect him with Ersha.This is extremely unfriendly to Shuo Yue, who has been single for almost 30 years.

Being forced to listen to the sweet memories of the two of them every day made Shuo Yue extremely difficult for a while, and even had the urge to run away when she saw Xuan Ye.

One day, in the garden of Yayuan, he saw Xuan Ye sitting alone by the vegetable field, looking at the potato seeds that had just been planted, sitting alone for a long time.

It was only then that Shuoyue realized that his younger brother was so lonely.

His lover left without hearing from him, but he didn't even have anyone to talk to.Finally, the elder brother who is dearest to me came, and if the younger brother didn't tell the elder brother, could it be that he held it in his heart and made himself collapse?

From then on, every time Xuan Ye went off topic on Ersha, Shuo Yue not only listened with gusto, but also asked questions very flatteringly.

"According to what you said, the assistant manpower was established by him alone. Many of his ideas are completely unheard of, but they coincide with Shi Ke's current needs. Tell me, did he come up with these ideas himself, or did they come from other places? from experience?"

Xuan Ye didn't have an answer. Now, seeing Ersha's so-called drainage operation on Sangma's mother, Shuoyue also felt that this Ersha was really mysterious.

Shuo Yue thought that it would be a very complicated process to drain the so-called pleural effusion, but it was over in one breath.

The process is very simple. Sangma's mother sat upside down on the chair and lay on the back of the chair. Ersha took a clean cotton cloth, dipped it in some high-strength white wine, and smeared it three times in a circular shape. Ersha explained that this is called disinfection. , After that, at the fixed point, I quickly inserted the needle that had been roasted on the fire, and then, it was over.

Is it just a breath?

Shuo Yue couldn't react at all: "This... is it over?"

The second fool held the needle with his hand: "Yes."

Shuo Yue: "And then?"

"Look, it's coming out." Ersha motioned Shuoyue to look at the needle.

I saw the end of the needle that was supposed to be connected to something, and the light yellow liquid kept dropping down and falling into a prepared container.

"Originally, there should be a needle connected here, so it can be pulled out faster, but we don't have it, so we can only maintain this position and let him flow out naturally. It's a lot of effort, but it's better than doing nothing. "

Shuo Yue couldn't believe his eyes. After such a short while, a lot of water had accumulated in the vessel. He moved closer, wanting to see more clearly: "Where did all this water come from?"

Ersha pushed Shuoyue away with his elbow: "Don't get so close, it's easy to get infected." Then he continued: "It's the water that restricts the breathing of the lungs. Wait for some more to be discharged, and her breathing will be much smoother."

Sure enough, when the container was almost full, Sangma's mother's shallow and fast breathing became much more even, and she was no longer so weak.Ersha pulled out the needle, smeared it with white wine, pressed the eye of the needle tightly, and asked her to lie down and rest for a while.

"Suoyue, that's all I can do. The medicine and treatment after that are up to you." Ersha washed his hands while packing his things.

"Er Silly, where did you learn from? I have seen a lot of medical skills, but I have never seen your operation just now." Shuo Yue asked.

Ersha raised his head and thought for a while: "I don't remember."

Well, it was exactly as Xuan Ye said.

With Ersha's puncture and the treatment of the national player Shuoyue, Sangma's mother's condition is getting better day by day. Sangma also had similar symptoms before, but it was not severe, and she did not have pleural effusion like his mother. , it may be that there is hope in front of him, and under the conditioning of the medicine, the person also quickly recovered.

After recovering from illness, Sangma immediately went to Xiangxiang. He couldn't wait to make money as soon as possible according to Ersha's plan.

During the past few days of Sangma's recovery, Ersha was not idle. He first asked someone to make a small version of the grill of mutton kebabs, and prepared all kinds of seasoning boxes. After Sangma came to the door, he put the grill tools And the marinated mutton was put in the cart, and he said: "Everything is here. I told Shuoyue, you can put it in front of his door so that he can take care of it. You can take care of the shelves and tools every day." If it is used up daily, it will be stored in his medical center, and for raw materials, you can come to me with a cart to get it every day."

In just a few days, Sangma's whole state was quite different from the previous two days, and she was full of enthusiasm: "Okay, thank you boss, I will work hard and return the material money to you as soon as possible."

Since then, Shuoyue has witnessed the changes in Sangma, or Chengxie Street.

On the first day that Sangma was officially sold, news spread.

"Hey, have you heard? There is also a stall selling mutton skewers on Chengxie Street. It is said to be a fragrant mobile stall. The meat inside is all marinated and sent over. The taste is the same, but the price is cheap." I scored two points, how about it, the queue here is so long, and there is still a purchase limit, I don’t know if it will be our turn, otherwise, go over there and have a look.”

The person in front of him thought for a while: "Forget it, Chengxie Street is dirty and messy. If you go there, you might get stolen. Anyway, it's been a long time in line, so let's forget about today."

Rich people who are rich in money and time don’t care, but there are some people who are not rich. After hearing the news, they are entangled and deliberate. Is it yours?"

The guy said: "Yes, they are all raw materials provided by our store. The sellers have also been professionally trained by our chefs. We strictly control the hygiene and taste. You can buy with confidence."

Buyers still have questions: "Then why are they sold so cheaply?"

At this time, Ersha came out and explained: "Because this is our next step in Xiangxiang's strategy, increasing business points, expanding the type and quantity of business. Chengxie Lane is our first pilot project. If it is successful, our Xiangxiang will follow up in Semu Fast food restaurants were opened everywhere, and at that time, not only did people not have to wait for a long time, but they could also buy food at cheap prices.”

The questioner cleared his doubts and left. It seems that he wanted to try Chengxie Lane. Er smirked, Sangma, I have already done this, and the next step is up to you.

In Chengxie Lane, Sangma started working on the first day, set up the stove, put away the charcoal, put the minced meat neatly, put away the material box, and began to fidget.

Will someone come to buy it?Although I have practiced it nearly a hundred times, and even dreamed of doing it repeatedly, but... what if they don't like it?

From noon to afternoon, the front of the stall was empty and there was no one there.The neighbors around started watching and envious, and gradually turned into ridicule and sarcasm: "Sangma, what's going on, it's going to be night soon, there is no one around, I think your business may not be able to be done. "

Sangma glanced at them, feeling a little strange in her heart, these people are usually okay with their orphans and widows, why today they seem to have changed their faces.

Shuoyue saw it clearly at the door: "We are at the same level, everyone will help each other in order to survive, but if one of the poor people gets rich, guess what the others will think?"

Sang Ma understood a little bit, but didn't fully understand. The sky gradually darkened, and Shuo Ye lit the lantern at the door, which Ersha suggested to light up two days ago.

At this time, a person came over and asked Sangma, "Do you have delicious mutton skewers here?"

Sang Ma was taken aback, and immediately replied: "Yes, yes, do you want to buy it?"

People came to see Sang Ma, although he was neatly dressed and wearing Xiangxiang's unique clothes, but he was a child cooking, isn't it a joke?

"You do it? Can you make it taste the same as Xiangxiang?"

Sangma: "When...Of course, don't look at me like this, but I have been trained by Xiangxiang."

The visitor still didn’t quite trust him, so he turned around and wanted to leave. Sangma went over and grabbed him: “Don’t look at me, I’m definitely not inferior to Xiangxiang. If it’s not like this, you eat first. How about money?"

The visitor thought for a while, then sat on the stool that had been set up: "This is what you said, if it doesn't taste good, you won't be paid."

"Okay." Feeling the man's gaze, Sangma took a deep breath, and operated according to the method that had been simulated countless times in her mind.

Ignition, grilling, brushing sauce, flipping, every movement is very smooth.

It doesn't look like a novice at all.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of dripping fat, the aroma slowly wafted out, Shuoyue took a deep breath, the mutton skewers smell really delicious, I really want to eat it too.

Soon, the baking was finished, and Sangma brought the tray over: "The skewers are ready, this is a... gift for the opening of the store, sheep's milk wine, please... please use it."

Shuo Yue saw it. When the scent came out, the guest had swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. After taking the tray, he couldn't wait to pick up a skewer, and bit off the top meat regardless of the heat. Thumbs: "Yes, give me another ten skewers."

"Okay, it will be ready soon." Sangma's inner tension disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the grill with a smile. In the green pupils under the moonlight, the perennial haze seemed not so obvious.