The Era of Hard Work

Weekends have spread to universities, but Lu Dong has no right to enjoy them. On Saturdays, the traffic outside the campus has obviously increased. He also made preparations early. When he came over in the morning, he brought sesame seed cakes from Lao Li.

There was an endless stream of people from Qiao Weiguo's side to buy daily necessities, and Lu Dong's side to buy stewed meat and sesame cakes was not as concentrated as before. From seven o'clock to noon, people came over one after another.

Especially in the middle of the morning, there are more people than in the morning.

Many students who slept late woke up in the middle of the morning and the restaurant was already closed. Some people who wanted to go out for a walk saw Lu Dong's stall and bought something to satisfy their hunger.

By ten o'clock, all the 200 biscuits brought by Lu Dong had been sold out.

Fortunately, he told Lao Li that the sesame seed cakes would be delivered earlier at noon, and before eleven o'clock, Lao Li would come to deliver the goods.

Lao Li is in a particularly good mood recently, always singing ditties while riding a bicycle.

Lu Dong alone can earn dozens of yuan a day, which is better than the public unit.

As soon as Lao Li left, Song Na rode a bicycle from the north, stopped the car and had a conversation with Qiao Weiguo, and came to the snack cart when Lu Dong was not busy here.

Lu Dong casually asked, Heidan, would you like one?

Song Na waved her hand: It's a holiday in the afternoon, I'll go home for lunch.

Lu Dong glanced at her. Song Na was wearing a new short-sleeved training uniform, and she was heroic: It's unscientific, it hasn't turned black.

Song Na smiled and said: I'm dark like this at most. When the weather cools down, I'll go back to raise it for nothing. I'm not exposed to the sun.

While talking, Li Wenyue came from the Provincial University, stopped the car and got on the road, and asked Lu Dong, How is the new business? I heard a lot of people in my class talking about a century-old specialty snack at the intersection, and they lined up all day long.

Lu Dong raised his right hand: This hand is already half-crippled.

Song Na said, Pay attention to rest.

Lu Dong nodded: After a while, the wrist will get used to it.

Li Wenyue looked at the sun above his head and said, I'll go home first and help you after dinner.

Lu Dong was not polite to him either, pointing to the Jialing car and said, I'll change your bicycle here later, you go back on a motorcycle, go to the orchard and bring me back some stewed meat and eggs.

Li Wenyue carried the bicycle onto the curb: OK.

Lu Dong said to Song Na again: Hei Dan, when are you going back to school?

Song Na said: I'll be back tonight. Among the military training instructors, there are auto soldiers who went to the south to support supplies. There will be a report meeting at the playground at 8 o'clock in the evening. I want to listen to it.

She remembered that Lu Dong's village was almost flooded.

Lu Dong said, Okay, see you at the entrance of the Xihailong Hotel at six o'clock in the afternoon.

He had agreed to treat him this weekend, and Song Na and Li Wenyue helped a lot.

Song Na said quickly: No need, you have helped me a lot.

Lu Dong insisted: If you don't go, I won't dare to ask you for help in the future.

Song Na is not a hypocritical person. After thinking for a while, she said, Okay. Her house was far away: I'm leaving first, and I have to go back to have lunch.

Lu Dong was changing cars with Li Wenyue, waving his hands: Slow down on the road.

Song Na swung her long legs into the car and headed south.

Li Wenyue rode on Little Jialing, first to the east and then to the north.

Maybe because of the weekend break, more students left the school at noon, and there was a long queue at Lu Dong's place, and the bean curd stall next to Lao Zhao's father and daughter was also full.

Many people surrounded Qiao Weiguo, but fortunately Li Wenyue rushed over in time to help Qiao Weiguo look after the stall.

For more than two hours, Lu Dong didn't stop, and his right hand was numb from chopping meat.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, there were fewer talents.

Lu Dong sat at the back of the truck, unscrewed the bottle of purified water, and poured half of it down.

Hi, Boss! There was a strange voice: And... this... Do you sell biscuits?

Lu Dong stood up, facing an unusually tall figure.

This man was at least 1.9 meters tall, with long golden brown hair hanging from the back of his head to near his shoulders. His face was angular, with a high nose and deep eyes. His arms with half of his sleeves exposed were covered with thick brown body hair.

Suddenly, it looked like a big Siberian brown bear.

This foreigner.

Lu Dong asked, What do you want?

The big brown bear stretched out a finger, and said in Mandarin: I want a sesame seed cake, add meat!

Lu Dong put on a mask, washed his hands, took the meat out of the pot, and chopped it with a knife.

The big brown bear looked curiously at the small banner of the century-old inheritance: Boss, when I passed by an hour ago, I saw a lot of people queuing up because of the century-old inheritance?

Lu Dong told the truth: Because it's delicious.

Oh! The big brown bear nodded again and again: It's delicious!

Lu Dong finished it, put it in a convenient bag and handed it to the big brown bear. The big brown bear next opened its mouth and took a big bite.

Originally, Lu Dong thought that he would not be used to it.

Unexpectedly, after the big brown bear swallowed it, he raised his thumbs up: It's delicious! It's delicious! There's nothing wrong with making people line up to buy.

Everyone is willing to listen to good words, Lu Dong was curious: Are you used to eating?

Just as many Chinese are not used to eating Western food without local improvements, many foreigners are also not used to eating authentic Chinese food.

The big brown bear said: I have lived in Taidong for six years, and I am used to the food here.

Lu Dong suddenly realized that this foreigner has been transformed.

The big brown bear gnawed on the stewed pork biscuits, and quickly ate them all. He took out his wallet and took out a five-yuan bill and handed it over.

Lu Dong looked for the box: Find it yourself.

The big brown bear found the change by himself, and said while looking for it: Boss, your method is good, and it can save the time of collecting money and changing money.

The foreigner was very polite, so Lu Dong said more: There are so many people queuing up, if you can make one more, you can earn more money.

The big brown bear pointed to the equipment on Lu Dong's body: It's rare to see someone as sophisticated as you, and there are no school cafeterias.

Lu Dong asked curiously, Which school are you from?

Provincial University. The big brown bear pointed to the west: My name is Ivan, the Ivan of the big Ivan you mentioned, an assistant teacher in the foreign language department.

Hearing his self-introduction, Lu Dong responded politely: My name is Lu Dong.

Ivan collected the change and asked, Are you fixed here?

Lu Dong nodded: I've been here recently.

Okay. Ivan said with a smile: The food you cook suits my taste. I want to eat it, so I will buy it from you.

Of course, Lu Dong would not push the business outside: Welcome to visit next time.

Ivan shook his tall body and walked away like a brown bear with a human head.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Lu Dong closed the stall ahead of schedule and told Qiao Weiguo not to forget to go to Xihailong Hotel at 6:00.

Before half past five, he put on the formal clothes he wore when he was commended, met Li Wenyue, and rode his bicycle to the county seat.

It was rumored that the county seat had recently checked for drunk driving, and Lu Dong was worried that the motorcycle would be checked as well, just to be on the safe side.

The name Xihailong sounds grand, but it is actually an ordinary restaurant on the west side of the county seat, where Lu Dong and Lu Chun invited Dynasty to dinner last time.

Lu Dong asked for a private room first, and stood at the door waiting for a while. Song Na and Qiao Weiguo came over one after another.

Four people, Lu Dong ordered six dishes, Song Na did not drink alcohol, Li Wenyue's physical condition did not allow alcohol, Qiao Weiguo said that he could not drink alcohol during his recent practice.

The three of them didn't drink alcohol, so Lu Dong decided not to drink any alcohol at all, and asked for Jianlibao.

Everyone pours a glass, they are all acquaintances, there are not so many rules, and they chat while drinking.

When the food came, Lu Dong didn't take the chopsticks, but scooped up the food with a spoon.

Song Na saw it and asked, Does your wrist hurt?

Lu Dong said: It's nothing, happiness troubles.

Li Wenyue joked: Dongzi, this is the trouble of making money.

Lu Dong picked up the glass, clinked glasses with the three of them one by one, and said, Let's have a drink together.

Putting down the cup to eat the vegetables, Song Na saw that Lu Dong was uncomfortable scooping vegetables with a small porcelain spoon, so she went out to return the long-handled iron spoon.

This is more convenient. She put it in Lu Dong's small dish.

Lu Dong was not polite to her either, the three were old classmates, they graduated from high school and were in the same place, so they naturally got closer.

In contrast, Qiao Weiguo was a bit out of touch, and he himself was taciturn.

Lu Dong took the initiative to find a topic: Wei Guo, I saw you making bricks the other day, are you practicing again?

Qiao Weiguo said: I have listened to your words, I have been practicing strength recently, and the progress has been obvious.

Song Na heard Li Wenyue talk about Qiao Weiguo, and asked, Are there many masters in Shaolin Temple?

Qiao Weiguo touched his bald head, a little embarrassed: The Shaolin Martial Arts School I went to is not the Shaolin Temple. During this time, he got along very well with Lu Dong and the others, and they became friends, and said frankly: My coach was bullied by Shaolin. , I have always wanted to take revenge on Shaolin, he is very kind to me, and I really want to help him.

Li Wen was more curious: Is your coach really good?

Qiao Weiguo thought of getting something from the frying pan, and said, Yes.

Song Na thought of the actor in the TV series, and asked, Why didn't he call back by himself.

Qiao Weiguo looked sad: The coach is gone.

If it wasn't for the coach, he stole family money and ran to Dengfeng, and he couldn't find the door of martial arts at all.

It was the coach who accepted him and helped him open the door of martial arts.

Unfortunately, before he left the martial arts school, the coach was gone.

When Qiao Weiguo left the martial arts school, he had two goals, one of which was to fulfill the coach's ambition.

The other one, he didn't dare to think about it, when he thought of it, a dark cloud appeared above his head.

That's a ruthless man with a knife.

For some reason, Qiao Weiguo always felt that the goal of Shaolin Temple was more realistic, and said: I will always go to Shaolin in the future.

Lu Dong hurriedly persuaded: You must not go to Shaolin to make trouble.

Many experts? Qiao Weiguo's first reaction was.

Song Na and Li Wenyue were influenced by martial arts culture, and they also thought that Lu Dong meant it.

Lu Dong told the truth: Shaolin, we can't afford to provoke you.

Has the CEO already taken over? This top RMB player, can ordinary people handle it?