My fruit shop became popular in the world

Both hands.

A pair of straight and slender hands with well-defined phalanges.

It is also a pair of hands suitable for holding a knife.

In fact, he did hold a knife in his hand.

A shiny short knife.

The blade is thin and sharp, reflecting the cold light, which is easily reminiscent of the lonely and light snow on the top of the mountain.

Xuan Chu said "Huh", and immediately recognized that it was his hand.

He clicked on the video sent by Zhang Chao.

Accompanied by the brisk background music, those hands danced up and down dexterously, peeling off the verdant and thorny outer skin of the aloe vera in the blink of an eye, revealing the transparent and crystal clear flesh.

This series of actions is smooth and pleasing to the eye, coupled with post-production color correction, lighting, and music, the video, which takes less than half a minute, actually presents the production process of aloe vera juice in its original form.

At the end of the video, brown sugar unexpectedly made a scene.

A round cat's head approached the camera, and there was a "wow", and finally the picture was frozen on the scene where he opened his mouth wide and made a cute cat growl.

Zhang Chao sent a voice, with a tense and expectant tone: "Boss, I edited the video clip of you making aloe vera juice, do you think it's okay?"

That's great!

Xuan Chu immediately replied: "[强][强][强]Can I post it on Douyin?"

Zhang Chao immediately sent an emoji of a little penguin circling: "Of course!"

Just as Xuan Chu uploaded this short video to "Black Cat and His Wonderful Fruit Shop", a customer happened to come in, so he put down his phone and went to greet him.

The business in the store was good today, Xuan Chu was busy for a while before he had time to sit down and rest.He took out his phone and turned on Douyin. He was taken aback by 99+'s comment prompt, and almost thought it was a bug in the system.

Xuan Chu casually clicked on a comment: "Boss, I want to drink aloe vera juice, I hope you will not be ungrateful, otherwise I will kneel down and beg you."

Xuan Chu: "...?"

Then click on another comment: "The broadcaster's hands are so beautiful! I want to lick [drool]"

"..." Xuan Chu's hand holding the phone twitched.

Xuan Chu was very happy to ignore some weird messages.

The number of likes on this video skyrocketed at a rate of [-] likes per hour, and later it was on the hot list in the same city, which really attracted a group of guests.

For this reason, he also specially left a message to Zhang Chao: "Next time you come to buy fruit, I will give you a [-]% discount!"

Zhang Chao replied: Thank you boss.jpg

Mom, I'm out of luck!

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"Chi Chi, the rascal, hugs Bumaosi... Yu Xijiuxi, who has no food for mulberries..."

There is a middle school next to the student street. Every morning at seven or eight o'clock, you can hear the sound of reading in the school.

In the morning light, Xuan Chu laid out baskets of mulberries.

Brown Tang followed his feet step by step, bouncing around, full of energy.

Suddenly, Brown Sugar stopped chasing the tail, his pointed ears stood up stiffly, he arched his body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at the end of the street.

Before Xuan Chu could react, he saw Brown Tang suddenly jumping up, two meters above the ground, rushing towards a figure that was approaching like a bullet.

Brown Sugar is not slow, but someone is faster than him.

"Junior brother, is this the little demon you mentioned?" Jiufeng pinched the nape of the black cat's neck with two fingers, and looked at the little demon cat grinning at him with great interest.

He raised his eyebrows: "The little thing is quite fierce."

"Wow!" Black Tang was being carried by him, his hair exploded all over his body, his limbs were swaying wildly in mid-air, he bared his teeth and claws, and let out a fierce (cute) cat growl.

Xuan Chu scratched his head, puzzled: Brown Tang is usually very good, why is he so fierce to his senior brother all of a sudden?

He had no choice but to take the brown sugar from Jiufeng.The strange thing is that once the demon cat got into his hands, he gradually calmed down, but still stared at Jiufeng with vigilant eyes.

This distinction was too obvious, Jiufeng was speechless: "...Damn!"

"Cough, maybe because Brown Tang rarely comes into contact with other monster races, the brother's aura is astonishing, which makes him feel scared." Xuan Chu hurriedly came out to smooth things over.

Jiufeng reluctantly accepted this statement, and said with a cold snort, "I have no experience."

Brown Sugar bared his teeth: "Aww!"

Xuan Chusheng was afraid that the two demons would fight, so he stuffed a ball of wool into Brown Tang's arms, and changed the subject again: "Brother, I want to see the juicer."

Jiufeng came here to give Xuanchu a newly refined juicer, and to check on the operation of his younger brother's fruit shop.

Entering the store, while there was no one around, Jiufeng took out a square utensil from the Qiankun in his sleeve.

This thing is like a tripod with four legs. The outer shell is engraved with exquisite patterns. There are four blocks inside, which can be used to squeeze four different kinds of fruits at the same time.

Considering that this is in the human world and it is inconvenient to use spiritual power to drive, Jiufeng also specially designed a solar panel, so that the machine can be charged at any time when there is light, without worrying about energy consumption.

In addition to the juicer, Jiufeng has also developed a sealing machine, which comes with disposable cups and straws for juice, which are said to be made of biodegradable materials.

"Junior Brother, I'm sorry, Senior Brother has to go first." Jiufeng answered the phone with his spiritual knowledge, and said to Xuanchu with a helpless face, "A few juniors in the clan are bored and noisy, I have to go back Take care of them."

Jiufeng comes from a big ancient family, and it is said that his ancestors are distant relatives of Fenghuang.As the oldest and most promising disciple in this generation, he is duty-bound to shoulder the mission of disciplining his younger siblings.

After Jiufeng left, Xuan Chu felt Brown Tang's tense muscles relax.

Before he could figure out where Brown Tang's hostility towards Jiufeng came from, he heard a voice coming from the door of the shop: "Hey, is this mulberry?"

Seeing a guest, Xuan Chu didn't bother to explore the abnormality of brown sugar for a while, and greeted him with a smile, and found a hale and hearty old couple who were over fifty years old outside the door.

The couple were holding hands and were clearly in a good relationship.

The old lady took a step forward, looked closely at the purple-red mulberries, and expressed surprise: "It's really mulberries, I haven't eaten them for many years."

The old man also said "Oh", showing nostalgia: "I think back then, when we jumped in the queue, when it was almost summer, there were wild mulberries all over the mountains and plains. They were big and sweet, so delicious."

"Yeah, life was tough back then, and young people had a lot of food. You always said you couldn't get enough to eat, so I picked mulberries and brought them to you quietly. You ate so much that your mouth was full and your hands were purple and black. You were almost spotted by the team. " The old lady cast a sideways glance at her husband reproachfully, her wrinkled face actually showed a bit of a little daughter's attitude, "I was scared to death at that time."

The old man laughed and said: "If you don't tell me, I will almost forget it. It's been so many years in a blink of an eye."

Both the old couple showed a sad look, not knowing whether they missed the taste of mulberry back then, or the lost youth.

Xuan Chu said at the right time: "Old man, old lady, these mulberries are freshly picked, you see, there is still dew on them."

The old couple saw it, and it was true.

This mulberry fruit is plump, big and thick, red and black, the skin is shiny and elastic, and there are crystal dewdrops hanging on the fruit, which is very watery.

The old man's heart moved, and he said to his wife: "We haven't eaten mulberries for many years, why don't we buy some?"

The old lady hesitated, she was used to frugality all her life, and she couldn't accept the price of mulberries.

She muttered softly: "The mulberries on the mountain didn't cost money back then."

"You also said that it was then, and now is now. Where can I find such fresh and beautiful mulberries in the city now?" The old man enlightened his wife, "Our conditions are better now, why treat ourselves badly? Bring me a catty of mulberries."

"Look at him, learn a little, you know?" The old couple recalled the love of the past and attracted the attention of a couple of college students. After hearing what the old man said, the girl nudged her boyfriend with her elbow and said educationally.

The boy showed embarrassment, and muttered: "Mulberry or something, the meaning is not very good. It can be said in the "Book of Songs", 'If you are a dove, you can't eat mulberries. If you are a girl, you have nothing to do with people.'"

"You just like to play against me, don't you?" The girl got angry and twisted the boy's arm hard.

"Hehe, little classmate, that's not quite right for you to say that." The old man's ears were quite sharp, and he didn't blame the boys for being open-mouthed, but he happily took over the conversation, "In the Book of Songs, the relationship between men and women Love is likened to the love of turtledoves for mulberry, doesn't this mean that mulberry is as sweet as love?"

The boy was taken aback, but the girl smiled and said, "Grandpa is right! Boss, give us a catty of mulberries too."

"Okay." Xuan Chu smiled and weighed a catty of mulberry and handed it to them, and said, "Mulberry is not easy to preserve, remember to eat it quickly."

The boy wanted to say something, but his girlfriend gave him a hard look, and then another mulberry was stuffed into his mouth.

"Eat yours!" the girl said fiercely.

The boy subconsciously chewed twice, the tip of his teeth pierced the thin peel, and the sweet and sour juice burst in his mouth.

Rich and fragrant, soft and juicy.

The girl crossed her arms and squinted at her boyfriend: "How is it?"

The boy had nothing to say now, and smiled flatteringly at his girlfriend, showing his front teeth stained black with mulberry juice, like the second idiot of a landlord's house.

"..." The girl silently took out a tissue and patted him on the face, "How old is he, his face is covered with food, wipe it off, it's so ugly."

The tone was very disgusting, but inadvertently, a smile leaked from the bottom of his eyes.

The couple quarreled for a while and then reconciled inexplicably. They stood at the door of the shop sticky.

Both of them ate until their lips and tongues turned black. They looked at each other and couldn't help pointing at each other and laughing.

The laughter soared to the sky, full of youthful breath and vitality.

Xuan Chu sat not far away holding brown sugar, and witnessed the whole process.

He thought, the human race is really a strange race, making noise for a while, and laughing for a while.

The black cat in his arms opened its mouth wide, yawned vigorously, tilted its head, and fell asleep lazily in the warm sun.

From the middle school not far away, the sound of reading was heard again: "At the banquet of the chief corner, talk and laugh at Yan Yan. Make an oath, don't think about it..."

The sun is warm, the breeze is not dry, the mulberries are sour and sweet, what a beautiful spring day.

The author has something to say:

"Chi Chi, the gangster, hugs Bumaosi... Yu Xijiu Xi, no food for mulberries..." "The banquet of the chief horn, laughing at Yan Yan. Swearing, never thinking about it..." From "Book of Songs: Gangster".