Chapter 3

After drinking the milk, the guy trotted away again.

Chen Mu originally wanted to say that he would like to stay for a while, but then he thought that he was a wild species, and it might be more comfortable to be free in the desert, so he stopped.

"I'll come and play with my brother."

Chen Mu waved to the man's far away figure, turned back to the business room, washed the small stone with water, and then gathered to look under the light.

That thing is a small square seal roughly four square. The so-called edges and corners are its very consistent edges and corners, which is definitely not formed naturally.

If you look at it carefully, its texture should be jade. You don't know exactly what jade is. Anyway, it looks like a lot of impurities, which makes people feel that it is not warm at all.

The square seal is mottled and uneven. It is so common that no one will pick it up if it is left on the street.

The only thing that's a little special is the words on the bottom of the square seal.

"By Under the command of heaven, since Shou Forever Yongchang? "

After Chen Mu saw the words clearly, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Although his knowledge of history is not very rich, he also knows the origin of these words.

It is said that when the state of Qin ruled the whole country, Prime Minister Li Si was ordered to engrave the imperial jade seal with heshibi. The eight characters engraved on it are: to be ordered by heaven, to live Yongchang.

This small square print is engraved with such eight characters, and it is still in simplified Chinese characters. Its value can be imagined. It is possible that the items on the stalls are more exquisite than it in minutes.

After checking the small square seal, Chen Mu played with it twice, pushed it to the cashier's desk, and then went back to his room and went to bed.

Although it was not valuable, it was a jade after all, and it was carried by a wild camel for him. Chen Mu was going to keep it as a souvenir.

This sleep has been sleeping until more than 10 o'clock, Chen Mu just got up.

At the gas station, the Uygur old man is already busy. Although there are few guests here, he can always find a job to be busy, and he can't be free for a moment.

Chen Mu had heard from his parents for a long time that the Uighur old man aizimati used to be a militia in a nearby Uygur village. When he was young, he took part in the protection patrol organized by the wildlife protection association. However, he once met with poachers. He was seriously wounded in a fierce battle and eventually limped.

When the gas station just opened, people needed help. The local government recommended the Uygur elderly. That is to say, since then, the Uygur elderly have been working in the gas station, working diligently and getting along with Chen Mu's parents like a family.

"Xiaomu, your aunt Guli asked me to bring you her Nang and a small jar of jam, all in the kitchen."

Chen Mu likes to eat Nang made by Aunt Guli, which is crisp and delicious, and chewy.

The most important thing is the jam used to dip in Nang. It's not too sweet or too sour. It's just right with the baked Nang. It's not greasy to eat.

The old Uygur always put the Nang on the top of the stove. Chen Mu was still hot when eating it. He began to tear up the baked Nang, dipped it in thick jam, and put it into his mouth.

"Well It's delicious, uncle izymati. Go back and give it to me. Thank you, aunt Guri

Jam made of all kinds of fruits and melons, with the fragrance of melons and fruits, is eaten with baked Nang, not to mention more delicious.

After a while, Chen Mu ate the five nangs, and the remaining five, together with the small jar of jam, were quickly put away, ready to eat when they were hungry at night.

As soon as the things were packed up, there were guests outside.

A dusty Cherokee drove into the oil station and stopped steadily in front of the oil pump.

There were two people in the car. After getting off the bus, one began to refuel. The other went directly into the business room and asked aloud, "what's hot to eat?"

Chen Mu looked up at him. He was a tall, middle-aged man with a beard and a bandit look on his face. When Chen Mu looked at him, he also half narrowed his eyes.

My father used to say that when he opened the door to do business, all kinds of immortals could meet him. No matter who he was, he could only earn his conscience money legally. Therefore, Chen Mu didn't mind who the other party was. He pointed to the display of instant food shelves: "you can choose instant noodles and fried noodles by yourself, as well as canned soup and bread. We provide hot water and microwave oven."

"Only these?"

The man frowned.

Love or not, Chen Mu shrugged: "we only have these."

They are the only service station within 200 Li, which is a unique business. Therefore, the customer is grandson, and the one who opens the store is the grandson.

The man went over and picked up bowls of instant noodles, two cans of fish soup, and a piece of bread. Then he turned and went to the hot pot and the microwave to get it.

After a while, the man outside came in after filling up the oil.

They cooked up the fast food and ate it up on the side table.

Chen Mu looked at the two men and quickly put aside his eyes. He continued to focus on the list of goods in front of him. He wanted to buy more milk when preparing for this purchase.After a while, the two men finished eating and stood up from the table, as if to leave.

Chen Mu took the initiative to clean up his things and said, "you spent 678 in total. Do you pay in cash or by credit card?"

In desert business, there are not so many rules in big cities. It's OK for customers to give money first and then. What they pay attention to is honesty and convenience.

Chen Mu was not used to it at the beginning, but these days, after watching the live demonstration of Uygur elderly people, he soon went into Rome and did as the Romans do.

"What kind of rubbish is this? Do you still collect money?"

The most advanced one of the two turned his lips and said scornfully, "are you out of date? There's a strange smell in my mouth. If I don't let you lose money, you dare to ask me for money? "

Yeah?

Nearly two months later, Chen Mu is still the first time he meets a guest who doesn't give money.

He frowned: "our things are within the validity period. If you think it's not right, you can make it clear at the beginning. It's a little late to say it now?"

Another person snorted coldly: "anyway, we won't give you the money. You can do it yourself."

Finish saying, he toward the companion of side hit a wink, swagger to go out.

"Wait a minute. There's something wrong with your food. Do you have to pay for the oil?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Believe it or not, I'm not polite to you?"

"You're welcome? Well, come on, let me see what you're doing to me

Are you kidding? You want to leave without paying after you've finished eating. How can it be?

Chen Mu grabbed the arm of the man walking behind him and pulled him back directly.

The man was so angry that he turned around and punched Chen mu in the face.

Chen Mu is not afraid at all. His hometown, Pingxiang, is the hometown of martial arts. When people in the village are 80 or as young as three years old, everyone practices martial arts and practices liuhequan.

When his father was in the army, with a good skill, he repeatedly made contributions and became a battalion commander.

Chen Mu also practiced martial arts in his hometown. Although he was not top-notch, three or five ordinary people could not get close to him.

In the face of that man's boxing, he pushed back a little and dealt with it. Then he stepped forward and punched him with a straight fist. He turned the man to the ground cleanly.

"You want to die!"

Another man was surprised and angry. He touched his back and took out a dagger and waved it to Chen mu.

Now that the other side all moved the knife, Chen Mu didn't keep his hand.

After dodging on his side, he punched the man on the back of the neck and quickly put him down.

Although this part is not lethal, it can cause coma, and it will suffer for a while after waking up.

"It's special. I'd like to have a meal without seeing who opened the shop."

Chen Mu waved and felt a little pain. He looked down and found that he was bleeding.

Maybe just now when I started, I accidentally rubbed the metal pieces on the other party's clothes and was gently scratched. It's not serious.

In such a short time, azimaiti, who was working outside just now, heard the news. Chen Mu explained to him a few words, and azimaiti immediately called the police.

Chen Mu went back to the cashier's desk, ready to find a hemostatic patch to treat the wound. While searching for something, he accidentally touched the small square seal, and did not notice that the blood on his hand was stained on the small square seal, and he did not touch it.

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