Chapter 695： sir, buy a box of matches

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Passing through the path made by jack-o'-lanterns, blue tassel-like light chains hang from the trees on both sides, and under the light chains, small yellow colored lights in the shape of maple leaves bloom brightly and not dazzlingly.

Looking at it from a distance, it’s like reflecting the whole autumn on the snow, and you can touch the smell of the sun in the woods at noon in late autumn when you stretch out your hand. The trees in the entire hotel are soaked in lights, and many hotel residents take With a mobile phone, taking pictures under the tree.

Go straight along the garden along the garden road, and the small fountains along the way play different music. The cylindrical street lamps on the seats next to the fountain complete a semicircle at the top, casting round light and shadows on the ground.

Next to the street lamp, in a red cart with beautiful decoration like a telephone booth, a hotel employee wearing a thick coat and gloves is enthusiastically selling products.

"Sir, it's snowing, do you want to buy a box of matches?"

Xu Jiang was stunned for a moment: "Brother, are you a bit too old for selling matches?"

The hotel staff sighed: "Our hotel does not allow child labor. Sir, buy a box of matches. Our hotel only has Halloween pumpkins."

"Our boss said that I won't be allowed to enter the house until it's sold out, and I'll have to freeze here."

Xu Jiang was amused.

Xu Jiang didn't smoke in the first place, and usually didn't even have a lighter, let alone a match.

But thinking of the gift box given by the hotel, and looking at the layout of the hotel park, Xu Jiang inexplicably became interested in the matches sold by the hotel.

"How much is a box of matches?"

"10 dollars."

The hotel staff took out a palm-sized red matchbox from under the cabinet. This matchbox was only one-third the size of a palm, with a thin layer and looked very pocket-sized.

"Here's a box." Xu Jiang took out his mobile phone and scanned for 10 yuan. He took the matchbox and was about to leave.

Xu Jiang: ???

The hotel staff looked at Xu Jiang very attentively.

Xu Jiang: ...

By accident, Xu Jiang unwrapped the plastic package of the matchbox and opened the seal.

There are about 20 matches in the box, and each match is very short, only half the length of a little finger, and they are neatly arranged in a row.

Xu Jiang wanted to take a match out of it and light it, but found that the bottom of the match was connected with the matchbox, and he couldn't get it out at all.

"How is this planned?" Xu Jiang asked.

Hotel employee: "Sir, you fold the match that you drew out in half, press it to the primer on the edge of the matchbox and strike it to ignite it."

"Is that so?" Xu Jiang pressed his thumb on the match, and easily pressed the match to the primer, then pressed the head of the match with his right hand and stroked to the left.

"Shua!" A faint flame was lit on the match, and after a few seconds, the match went out, leaving no cloud behind.

Xu Jiang's eyes lit up, it was fun!

Just when he was about to pull out another match and light another one, the hotel staff took out a pumpkin food box from nowhere and put it on the table.

"Sir, you've just lit a match, so you've got a limited-time sloe gin and mince pie from the hotel. Hope you like it."

Xu Jiang took a closer look and saw a steaming pie and a small can of beer in the food box. Wrapped in a thin layer of parchment paper, the pie is fried golden and fragrant.

"You can eat it here or take it away." The hotel staff enthusiastically said: "But I suggest you eat it now, or it will be cold."

Xu Jiang looked around at the food box, and suddenly realized: "I thought I bought matches for 10 yuan, but it turned out to be a set meal for me?"

Hotel employee: "Haha yes, after all we mainly sell matches, these are sideline jobs."

Xu Jiang was amused: "Then how many matches do you have left?"

The hotel staff looked down and said, "There are still dozens of copies. I will call it a day when they are sold out, and I will sell others tomorrow."

Xu Jiang: "Is there anything else for sale tomorrow?"

The hotel staff smiled and said: "Of course, our hotel has prepared a lot of good things for this pumpkin themed festival. If you go around the hotel tomorrow, you may find good things sold in other mobile stalls."

"It's fun!" Xu Jiang said a little moved. He hadn't eaten since he got off the high-speed train and checked into the hotel. Now that he finally had food delivered to his door, he grabbed the pie and took a bite.

The crust of the pie is crispy with a strong aroma of meat. It is soft and rotten in the lips and teeth.

Holding the pie in one hand and the wine jar in the other, Xu Jiang asked curiously;

"By the way, how do you get to the Wishing Fountain in your hotel?"

When the hotel staff heard this sentence, they immediately poked their heads out, stretched out their fingers and pointed in the direction ahead:

"As you walk along this road, you can see that the fountain with the brightest lights and the highest height is the wishing pool."

"There is also a mobile booth set up by our hotel at the wishing pool tonight. You can go there and see what good things there are."

While the hotel staff were talking, Xu Jiang had already finished eating the pie in his hands. His empty stomach was filled with hot pie, and his whole body became warm.

Putting the food bag back into the food box, Xu Jiang waved at the hotel staff with the wine can, turned and left: "Okay brother, thank you."

With the footsteps, gradually, the noisy and lively voices came from the front.

In the black night sky, golden, red, purple and pink light **** are strung together like rice grains, weaving in mid-air to form the appearance of various goddesses and musical instruments, and a three-headed lion stands in the middle of the gods Among them, the colorful lights transform into the appearance of a flowing fountain in the light and shade.

Xu Jiang stood where he was, looking at the scene in front of him in shock.

The beautiful fountain of the wishing pool on the ground, the radiant Three Lions Goddess in mid-air, and the towering coffee shop behind it, the three are displayed in front of Xu Jiang layer by layer, like a mirage, and the picture is facing infinity. extended in the darkness of night.

There is a bright and warm bonfire in front of the fountain, and the aroma of wine is wafting from the small pot on the bonfire. The hotel staff next to it take a small spoon to scoop out the liquid from the pot and distribute it in the cups of the customers next to it.

Seeing Xu Jiang approaching, the hotel staff enthusiastically handed him a red thick paper cup and poured some liquid into his cup.

"This is... mulled wine?" Xu Jiang smelled it, took a sip and tasted it, and it tasted pretty good.

Just as Xu Jiang was watching the hotel staff pour red wine into the pot with great interest, a voice next to him caught his attention.

"Can you do it! If you can't, I'll ask someone to help you."

"I can't? Don't forget I'm a dry barbecue! No one knows how to make a fire better than me!"

"Yes! No, there's me too. When I was a child, I burned the charcoal of the hot pot!"

"..."

Xu Jiang turned his head curiously, and saw two men and two women who just passed under his window were squatting on the ground, as if they were fiddled with something.

Xu Jiang walked over and saw several carbon blocks spread on the ground, surrounded by a few small wooden branches to form a small tent-like structure. A young man with disheveled hair was squatting on the ground with his **** pouted, holding a The stick was flicking back and forth.

After a while, a ray of fire sprang up.

"Look! This is an ancestral handicraft! Isn't it awesome?!" The young man turned his head and proudly spoke to the tall young man next to him.

"Awesome." The tall young man said while taking out a marshmallow, squatting on the ground and setting it on the fire to roast it.

It was almost roasted, the tall young man blew on it, put the roasted marshmallow in his mouth and took a bite, smashed it, nodded in satisfaction and said: "It tastes good."

After finishing speaking, the tall young man made a counterattack and said to the hotel staff next to him:

"Sweety!!"