Chapter 13

The plaque was brought back, and Zhou Ze planned to nail it on both sides. Zhou Ze didn't care which one was left and which was right.

Xu Qinglang, the little brother next door, is very enthusiastic,

Squatting at the door to peel garlic, he saw that Zhou Ze was ready to hang a plaque and directly took a hammer and nail out of his room.

Zhou Ze said thank you and picked up his hammer. He felt some greasy and heavy in his tentacles. With a little discomfort in his heart, Zhou Ze nailed two plaques.

Then,

The two men stepped back together, looking at the plaque, the door and the bookstore.

Zhou Ze handed Xu Qinglang a cigarette as a thank-you, and Xu Qinglang helped Zhou Ze light a cigarette,

They spit out smoke rings together,

God synchronization.

"Artistic conception, have you?" Zhou Ze said that this is a standard boasting.

Xu Qinglang shook his head. "If I guessed right, these two sentences should come from the volume name of Ji Yun's" notes of Yuewei thatched cottage. "

"Yuewei thatched cottage notes" is a story similar to "Liaozhaizhiyi" written by Ji Yun, that is, Ji Xiaolan, which expresses the author's own thoughts with the theory of fox fairy ghosts.

In short, this couplet means that these are the stories I have heard. Everyone here, just listen.

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded.

"It's still too Wenqing. Your shop still has to lose money." Xu Qinglang's comments were very impolite.

"Why?"

"There are too many stories in this world, and all kinds of strange things happen every day, but there are not many things that really interest people.

Some things are boring to say.

Some things are not allowed to be said at all.

There are some things that no one listens to without changing.

There are some things that I dare not listen to without changing. "

Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang for a long time.

Xu Qinglang slightly lowered his head and blushed,

He used to be charming in a man's way. At this time, he was even more charming.

Seeing that Zhou Ze did not speak, Xu Qinglang continued:

"For example, in the real world, where can there really be such a thing as the mountain spirit, fox fairy and ghost?" Xu Qinglang yawned, "how can the truth of borrowing fake things be true?"

Zhou Ze continued to look at Xu Langqing and didn't speak.

Xu Langqing's scalp is numb,

But Zhou Ze continued to look at him.

Finally, Xu Langqing waved her hand and said that she would go back to make soup. When he walked back to the noodle shop, he only felt that he was on the back, because just now, he seemed to feel that Zhou Ze was not looking at himself,

It's a joke.

Zhou Ze didn't take care of Xu Langqing. Since they are neighbors, let's not invade the water in the well. Anyway, it can't form a competitive relationship. The most important thing is that Zhou Ze has no money to change his shop.

In the afternoon, Zhou Ze sorted out most of the textbooks and tutorials in the bookstore and took them away at the price of selling waste paper.

I went to the supermarket to buy ten plastic chairs, and only two bookshelves were left with books that Zhou Ze thought were interesting.

At present, this is not so much a bookstore as a humanities and entertainment center for the elderly.

Zhou Ze stretched himself out and did business. He was not very good at it. At present, he was just fooling around. Anyway, Xu Le was constantly in debt when he was there, and he had no pressure.

Coming to the second floor, Zhou Ze turned on the freezer, set a temperature, smoked a cigarette outside, waited for a while, and then reached into the freezer to touch it.

The temperature was almost up, and Zhou Ze lay in.

Of course, the freezer bought by more than 10000 has many functions, such as timing design, which is equivalent to an alarm clock of Zhou Ze.

Close the freezer,

Zhou Ze put his hands on his lower abdomen and lay straight,

seem,

I walked peacefully.

…………

Late at night,

A red car stopped by the road in front of the bookstore. The street was a little empty. The light was still on at the noodle shop and bookstore next to the door.

In the car sat a well-dressed girl with black down jacket and shawl hair. She looked cute and delicate.

"Xiao Bo, you bastard, my mother has been preparing for three days. Today, you actually told me that you went on a business trip. Go to hell with me, get out!"

The girl hung up and sat in the driver's seat sulking.

Cocky in the co pilot's seat jumped onto the girl's leg. Its hair was elegant and bright. At first glance, it was a good variety and carefully bred.

"Good, fortunately, I still have you with me."

The girl lit a cigarette, reached out and shook the ashes, looked out and saw the bookstore. The key was that through the glass window, she could see that the furnishings inside were abnormal. There were not too many bookshelves, but plastic benches.

After getting out of the car, the girl came to the bookstore with kerky in her arms. She didn't want to wander aimlessly alone on this Valentine's day night. She wanted to find a quiet place to sit.

The door of the bookstore is not closed. I can feel the air conditioning and heating inside when I walk in.

The girl led her dog. First, she chose a magazine casually on the bookshelf, and then sat down on a plastic chair.

Kirky was released by her, and the little guy began to "explore" in the store.

After reading a magazine, the girl stretched slightly, felt a little dry mouth, and shouted:

"Boss, are you there? Do you have milk tea or coffee?"

The girl stood up, put back the magazine in her hand, and chose an illustrative version of a dream of Red Mansions. When she sat down again, she couldn't help shouting:

"Boss, you died in the middle of the night. How can you open a shop like this?"

On the glass door of the bookstore, there is a small sign "open, welcome". The door is open again, and the heating is also open. It must be still in business.

If the girl is less polite or more curious at this time and takes the initiative to take a look on the second floor, she may admire her "one word becomes a proverb".

There is indeed an ice coffin in the low space on the second floor,

The boss is lying inside, really like a dead man,

no

The boss is a dead man.

Of course, the girl may be scared out of her wits without admiring herself.

A normal person enters a store late at night and finds the owner lying in a frozen ice coffin. Is it scary enough?

The girl lit another cigarette and got impatient. She took out her mobile phone and began to play.

At this time, Zhou Ze didn't hear the girl's cry when he heard the footsteps coming from the stairs. He woke up naturally.

As soon as he came down the stairs, Zhou Ze saw a small yellow figure scurrying to his legs and begging for a hug.

With a smile, Zhou Ze bent down and held Ke Ji in his arms. The little guy didn't know anyone and was familiar with everyone.

Immediately, Zhou Zecai found the woman sitting in the store,

oh

The first guest to open.

But I didn't expect to be excited, because Zhou Ze just changed the brand of the bookstore today and cleaned up the furnishings inside,

But I haven't thought about it yet,

How to make money next.

"Do you have coffee here, boss?"

The girl asked.

Zhou Ze stretched out his finger and pointed to a water dispenser in the corner. There were disposable paper cups in the water dispenser.

The girl was a little helpless, but she got up, poured herself a glass of water, and then sat back on her plastic bench.

One host and one guest,

Have no words with each other.

After about half an hour of silence, the girl began to brush Weibo and watch videos. There was a very noisy Video:

"You can't miss those who have passed by!

The ghost money, which is blessed by the Taoist priest, is in limited supply!

You can take it out when you go down after burning it, and you can also eat some interest, which is higher than yu'e Bao!

You can also burn it and give it to your relatives below, which is fast and convenient, innocent of children and old people, undisturbed by ghosts, and won't peel off layers! "

The girl laughed after seeing this video. People usually want to share funny things. She looked up at the boss sitting behind the counter and said:

"Boss, have you seen this video? This veteran live broadcast is very famous. It has almost become an online celebrity."

"Oh, live?" Zhou Ze was a little confused. He took out his mobile phone. Xu Le's mobile phone has a lot of live broadcast software. It seems that this product is really boring on weekdays, either watching live broadcast or writing Bai Jie's posthumous biography.

"Well, you search his ID, which is very funny. It seems that he has opened a Ming store in Chengdu, but it has not been broadcast live for a long time."

Zhou Ze opened the software and began to search the old Taoist's ID according to the girl's statement, and found a live broadcast room - the anchor was not at home.

But fortunately, you can watch the playback video. Zhou Ze casually clicked the video broadcast a month ago.

In the video, the Taoist priest fixed his mobile phone in a position. He was fighting there alone. His boxing style was good. It could be seen that he was practicing his family. In the video picture, there was a teenager sitting there, smiling and squinting at the corners of his mouth, like watching a monkey show.

Zhou Ze made a perfunctory progress, and another man appeared in the picture, sitting behind the counter with a spoon in his hand, as if he were drinking porridge.

Lao Dao talked in the main picture of the video, constantly promoting himself and the ghost money he sold on Taobao, but Zhou Ze's eyes subconsciously looked at the man in the corner of the video.

He is frowning, he is suffering, he is suffering, he is rejecting,

A mouthful of porridge,

He ate very hard,

Then continue to take a second bite,

It's like being tortured.

Zhou Ze looked at it and took a deep breath. It seemed that he was also infected by the man in the corner of the video.

having dinner,

It's really not an easy thing.

He didn't know the identity of the man in the video, but instinctively raised a little interest. Should the other person be an anorexic? Or what diseases do you have in your intestines and stomach?

After the video was played, Zhou Ze opened the page and sent a private message to Lao Dao directly with Xu Le's login account:

"Who is the man sitting in the back drinking porridge in the video?"

"Hey, I'm leaving. How much is it?" The girl stood up and stretched, "I must be a fool when I say it today. I actually sat in the bookstore and watched the dream of Red Mansions for so long on Valentine's day night."

"Here you are." Zhou Ze said.

The other party just read for a while and poured himself a glass of pure water.

The girl glanced at Zhou Ze, "boss, your routine is really good, like those masters who sit in the temple to solve the signing.

There is a sign on the futon that says "free visa release". After the tourists cast their tickets to him, he will take out a red almsgiving book for you, with a large string of names and incense money written on it, and the lowest one is 100. "

Zhou Ze smiled noncommittally.

The girl took out a hundred and put it on the chair she had sat before. Then she held her in her arms, pushed open the door of the bookstore and left.

Zhou Ze stood up, put away the 100 yuan and bounced it in his hand,

A crisp sound,

This is one of the most beautiful voices in the world.

When he walked back to the counter, Zhou Ze found that the mobile phone screen lit up. When he turned on his mobile phone, he found that there was a reply, which was a private reply from the old man. The content of the reply was very simple:

"No!"