Chapter 14

The plaque is brought back. Zhou Ze plans to nail it on both sides. He doesn't care which one is on the left and which one is on the right.

Xu Qinglang, the little brother from the next house, was very enthusiastic.

he had squatted at the door and peeled garlic. When he saw Zhou Ze preparing the plaque, he took hammer and nail from his house.

Zhou Ze said thank you, picked up his hammer, only felt some greasy and heavy in his tentacles, and endured some discomfort in his heart. Zhou Ze still nailed two plaques.

Later,

the two men took a few steps back together, looking at the plaque, the door and the bookstore.

Zhou Ze hands Xu Qinglang a cigarette as a thank-you. Xu Qinglang lights a cigarette for Zhou Ze, and the two spit out a smoke ring together.

"Mood, do you have it?" 'it's standard boasting,' Mr. Zhou said.

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

"Notes of Yuewei thatched cottage" is a similar story written by Ji Yun, Ji Xiaolan. It expresses the author's thoughts with the theory of fox spirits and ghosts.

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

"Well." Zhou Ze nodded.

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

"Why?"

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

There are some things that are uninteresting.

There are some things that can't be said at all.

There are some things that no one listens to until they change.

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

Zhou Ze watched Xu Qinglang for a long time.

Xu Qinglang bowed his head slightly and his face was blushing.

he used to be a man who was charming and charming. At this time, he was even more charming.

When Xu Qinglang saw that Zhou Ze didn't speak, he continued:

"for example, in the real world, where can there be such a thing as this mountain spirit, fox fairy and ghost?" Xu Qinglang yawned, "how could it really be where to borrow the truth of false things to live?"

Zhou Ze continues to look at Xu Qinglang and doesn't speak.

Xu Qinglang's scalp was numb, but Zhou Ze continued to look at him.

Finally, Xu Qinglang waved and said that he would go back to making soup base. When he went back to the noodle shop, he only felt that he was stabbed in the back, because just now, he seemed to think that Zhou Ze was not looking at himself,

but a joke.

Zhou Ze didn't take care of Xu Qinglang. Since they are neighbors, let's not go down the river. Anyway, they 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 teaching materials and guidance books in the bookstore and took away the waste land at the price of selling waste paper.

Then I went to the supermarket to buy ten plastic chairs. The only one left was Zhou Ze's interesting books on the shelf.

At present, it is not so much a bookstore as a cultural and recreational center for the elderly.

Zhou Ze stretches out and does business. He is not very good at it. At present, he is just struggling. Xu Le is always in debt, and he has no pressure.

When he came to the second floor, Zhou Ze turned on the power of the freezer, set a temperature, smoked a cigarette outside and waited for a while, then reached out and put it into the freezer to feel.

The temperature is almost over. Zhou Ze lies in.

More than 10000 bought freezers, of course, have 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, lying straighter than before,

it seems,

walk peacefully.

…………

Late at night,

a red car stopped at the street near the bookstore. The street was a little empty. The noodle shop and bookstore next to the bookstore were still lighted.

In the car sat a well-dressed girl, black down jacket, shawl hair, looking a little cute and delicate.

"Xiao Bai, you son of a bitch, my mother has been preparing for three days. Today, you told me that you went on a business trip. Go to hell, get out!"

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

Cocky jumped on the girl's leg in the passenger seat. Her hair was flowing and bright. At first sight, she had a good breed and kept it carefully.

"Good to have you with me."

The girl lit a cigarette, stretched out her hand and shook the ash. She looked out and saw the bookstore. She could see some unusual furnishings through the glass window. There were not too many bookshelves, instead, there were plastic benches.

After getting out of the car, the girl came to the bookstore with kirky in her arms. She didn't want to drive around aimlessly on this Valentine's day night alone. She wanted to find a quiet place to sit.The bookstore door is not closed. When you walk in, you can feel the air conditioning and heating inside.

The girl took her dog, first picked a magazine on the shelf, then sat down on a plastic chair.

Koki was released by her, and the little guy began to "explore" in the shop.

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

"boss, are you here? Do you have milk tea or coffee?"

The girl stood up, put back the magazine in her hand, and chose another illustration version of dream of the red chamber. When she sat down again, she couldn't help shouting:

"boss, you died in the middle of the night. How about opening a shop like this?"

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

If the girl is not polite or curious at this time and takes the initiative to walk up to the second floor to have a look, she may admire her "prophecy".

In the low space on the second floor, there is indeed an ice coffin in which the boss lies. He is really like a dead man.

No,

the boss is a dead man.

Of course, girls are likely to be scared out of their wits before they can admire them.

Normal people enter a shop in the middle of the night, only to find that the shopkeeper is lying in the frozen ice coffin. Isn't it creepy?

The girl lit another cigarette, a little impatient, took out her cell phone and began to play.

At this time, the footsteps came from the stairway. Zhou Ze didn't hear the girls shouting. He woke up naturally.

Just down the stairs, Zhou Ze saw a small yellow figure running to his legs, asking for hugs.

Zhou Ze bent down with a smile and held kirky in his arms. The little guy didn't recognize him. He was familiar with everyone.

Then, Zhou Zecai found that the woman sitting in the shop was the first guest to open.

But I was not excited. Today, Zhou Ze just changed the brand of the bookstore and cleaned up the furnishings in it. However, he still hasn't figured out how to make money.

"Do you have any coffee, boss?"

Asked the girl.

Zhou extended his finger to a water dispenser at the corner of the wall. There are disposable paper cups in the water dispenser.

The girl was 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.

After about half an hour's silence, the girl started to brush her micro blog and watch the video. There was a very noisy Video:

"you can't miss it!

The Styx money I hold by Lao Dao is limited in supply!

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

You can also burn it to give it to your next relatives. It's fast and convenient. The old and the young are honest, the ghosts are not bothered, and you won't pick skin at all levels! "

The girl laughs after seeing this video. People are used to sharing funny things. She looks up at the boss behind the counter and says:

"boss, have you seen this video? This old live broadcast is very famous. Almost become a net red

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

"Well, you search his ID. it's funny. He seems to have opened a hell shop in Rongcheng, but it hasn't been broadcast for a long time."

Zhou Ze opened the software and began to search the old man's ID according to the girl's words. He found a live room - the anchor was not at home.

But the good thing is that you can watch and replay the video. Zhou Ze casually ordered a video broadcast a month ago.

In the video, Lao Dao fixed his mobile phone in a position where a man was fighting. The boxing was good. It can be seen that it was the trainer. In the video, there was a young man sitting there with a smile on his mouth and squinting his eyes. It was like watching monkey opera.

Zhou Ze perfunctorily pulled the schedule, and a man appeared in the picture, sitting behind the counter with a spoon in his hand, as if he was drinking porridge.

Lao Dao talks freely in the main screen of the video, constantly promoting himself and the dead money he sells on Taobao, but Zhou Ze's eyes are subconsciously looking at the man in the corner of the video.

He's frowning, he's suffering, he's suffering, he's rejecting,

a mouthful of porridge,

he's having a hard time,

then he goes on to take a second mouthful,

it's like being punished.

Zhou Ze watched and took a deep breath, as if he was also infected by the man in the corner of the video.

Eating,It's really not easy.

He didn't know the identity of the man in the video, but instinctively raised a little interest. Should he be an anorexic? Or what's wrong with your 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?"

"Hello, I'm leaving. How much is it?" The girl stood up and stretched herself out. "Today, I'm sure that when I go out, I'll be a fool. I've been sitting in the bookstore for so long on Valentine's day, watching the dream of Red Mansions."

"Look at it." Zhou Ze said.

The other side also read for a while and poured a glass of pure water.

The girl glanced at Zhou Ze and said, "boss, you are such a good way, like those masters who are sitting in the temple to release the autograph.

Futun has a sign that says "free release". When the tourists sign for him, he will take out a red handout book for you. It says a bunch of names and incense money. The lowest one is 100. "

Zhou Ze smiled, no doubt.

The girl took out a hundred and put it on the chair she had been sitting in before. Then she hugged her and pushed open the bookstore door and left.

Zhou Ze stood up, put the hundred pieces away, and flicked them in his hand, which was one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.

When he went back to the counter, Zhou Ze found that the screen of his mobile phone was on for a while. When he turned on his mobile phone, he found that there was a reply. It was the old secret reply. The content of the reply was very simple:

"no!"