Chapter 71

The food wholesale market opens at two o'clock in the morning and closes at three o'clock. It's really hard to work at the breakfast shop. The boss usually closes the stall in the afternoon. After dinner, he goes to bed around 6 o'clock and sleeps until 1 o'clock. After that, I got up to wash, simply eat something, and then drove a pickup truck to the wholesale market to choose ingredients for a whole day.

Due to the influence of African swine fever, today's pork has risen again, and it is not fat and thin properly. Picky also only found a few pieces of qualified pork. After buying other materials, the boss dragged the ingredients back to the breakfast shop.

It took a lot of time to pick pork today, so he arrived at the store later than usual. Just opened the rolling shutter door, after unloading, suddenly heard a strange sound nearby.

It was a crutch, a strange noise from a limp.

Voice from far to near, soon came to the boss's shop door. The boss was a little surprised. Just as he was about to turn his head, he heard his rolling shutter door knocked several times.

The midnight wind blew, and the knock on the door was not small, but it looked gloomy and urgent.

The boss couldn't help shivering and asked subconsciously, "who, it's less than three o'clock now. I don't open until six. "

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li. I'm Aunt Wang. " The man outside the door replied.

"Aunt Wang?" The boss was stunned. This voice is really Aunt Wang's. My own breakfast shop has been open for more than 20 years. Aunt Wang basically comes to the store to buy breakfast every three or five times. And she walks unsteadily and often pestles a crutch. It turned out that the sound of crutches I heard was Aunt Wang's.

But Aunt Wang usually walks very slowly. Why is she so fast today? She is an old lady in her eighties. Can she walk so fast? But the boss didn't think about this detail.

"Yes, Xiao Li. Aunt Wang has come to beg you for one thing. " Aunt Wang said through the rolling shutter door.

"What's up, Aunt Wang?"

"Xiao Li, my son is hungry. But there's only your shop nearby. It's the first to open. Can you get him something to eat? " Aunt Wang said.

"Well, I haven't opened the door yet." The boss is a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. Just get something. My son's mouth is not sharp. There was little food at home. My son ate all the old bacon that had been stored in my refrigerator for several years, and cooked up all the rice, but he was still hungry. " Aunt Wang begged, "I really can't help it. Be kind, Xiao Li. My aunt has money. If you let my son eat freely, you'll be a great help to my aunt. "

To tell the truth, he has seen Aunt Wang often for decades, but Aunt Wang's son and boss have never seen it. It is said that the young man suffered some setbacks when he was young. Finally, he hid at home and avoided the world.

It's not easy for anyone. The boss sighed and was moved by Aunt Wang's plea. He opened the rolling shutter door to let Aunt Wang in. As soon as the rolling shutter door was opened, a strange smell came face-to-face.

On the narrow street, all the shops are closed. The street lights on both sides of the road are extremely dim and can't see the road clearly at all. Only the lights of the breakfast shop cut the darkness around like a lone boat in the sea.

There were two people standing at the door. Aunt Wang, clutching a crutch, leaned against a crooked middle-aged man. The man was wearing a cotton padded jacket and a hat. He couldn't see his face clearly.

This should be Aunt Wang's son.

"Thank you, Xiao Li. I put my son here to sit. " Aunt Wang, in her eighties, helped the weak middle-aged man to the seat closest to the door, sat down and wiped the sweat on her head.

She took out a cloth bag in her pocket. It was a handkerchief with a thick pile of money in it. About thousands of dollars.

"Xiao Li, if my son wants to eat anything, please cook it for him. There are still some things to deal with at home. I'll go back first and pick him up later. " Aunt Wang put the money on the table.

The boss quickly stopped: "if not, I'll just cook a bowl of noodles for him. I don't think he can eat anything. "

He thought to himself that a middle-aged man without strength had already laid the bottom at home. How much can you eat?

Aunt Wang grinned and looked strange. Insisting on putting down the money, he walked home with a walking stick in fear. When she was almost at the door, Aunt Wang suddenly seemed to think of something and suddenly turned her head and told her, "Xiao Li, you can make my son what he wants to eat."

"Yes, I run a breakfast shop and eat a lot. You can't be hungry, son. "

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Wang was still worried: "one more thing, Xiao Li, you must remember. Ask my son to do anything, but don't let him nod. "

"Ah, why?" The boss asked subconsciously.

"He sprained his neck and couldn't nod, couldn't nod." Aunt Wang took a deep look at her son and told him, "absolutely, don't let him nod."

Said, reluctantly left. When her thin, hobbling body disappeared into the dark. Only he and Aunt Wang's son were left in the quiet street.

The Yin wind blew in and made him play several cold swings. The boss quickly pulled down the rolling shutter door and looked at Aunt Wang's son.

"Brother, what's your name? It's the first time I've seen you for so many years. What are you going to eat? " The boss rubbed his hands, looked at the money on the table and silently put it away. I thought if the boy didn't eat much, everyone in the neighborhood wouldn't charge money. Change ming to return the money intact.

"My name is Zhao Kun." The middle-aged man with his face buried in his collar and hat said, "boss, eat two cages of steamed stuffed buns first."

"OK, two cages of steamed stuffed buns? My steamed stuffed bun is full of materials. You may not have finished eating it. " The boss replied kindly. Even a strong man of 1.8 meters can eat two cages of small steamed stuffed buns.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Kun swallowed his saliva: "big."

"What?" His voice was like a mosquito flying, but the boss didn't hear it clearly.

Zhao Kun touched his hand and pointed to the big steamer wrapped on the table and ready to serve the pot after four o'clock. The boss was stunned: "brother, are you kidding me?"

The diameter of the steamer is one meter and two. It is only when adults embrace it that they can only hold it up. One steamer can steam about 50 big meat buns. Count down, two steamers, more than 30 kilograms of steamed stuffed buns, not to mention such a thin man, even five men who often do manual work can't eat for an hour.

"My mother gave me money. I'll eat two cages of big steamed stuffed buns." Zhao Kun said slowly, "boss, I'm hungry. Your steamed stuffed bun can't steam well for a while. Cook me a big pot of noodles first. "