On that day, there were few boats on the dock. Early in the morning, a dock worker entered Aunt Ji's shop. He said it was a shop, but in fact it was just a shed made of wood. The air leakage was everywhere and the environment was simple, but the advantage was that it was closer to the dock and the price was also cheap. A few dishes of steamed river fish and a pot of shochu were enough for them to spend the whole afternoon.

Ji brought the last plate of dishes to the table, took a bench and sat next to the stove, silently thinking about his thoughts amid the noise of the table. The things on the market were even more expensive, and Xia Yuan was becoming more valuable. Should I take out some money to buy more seasonings and prepare them first?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a tall and thin figure slowly walking towards me. I quickly cheered up and took the rice noodles and put them into the pot. The other party came here to eat every now and then, ordering vegetarian rice noodles and peanuts, and occasionally serving a few pieces of stinky tofu, which seemed to never get tired of it.

"Hello Aunt Ji." The person who came was holding a big bald head, which was Yuanxing.

"You sit first, it's time to go." Ji replied with a smile.

As soon as Yuan Xing entered the shop, he smelled the wine. He didn't care. He just found a far-off location and sat quietly.

Ji's hand was quick, picking up noodles, pouring soup, and adding seasonings. Soon, a large bowl of steaming rice noodles was served in front of Yuanxing. Seeing that he had taken the chopsticks, he turned around to prepare side dishes and stinky tofu. Because he was an acquaintance and food of the same price, Yuanxing's plate was half more than others.

When Yuan Xing first moved into the alley, Ji and his neighbors actually had some doubts about his monk's identity. After all, his external image was really bad.

Especially Aunt Ji, if it weren't for the fact that the house had been empty for too long, I really didn't want to live in like this. I was afraid that this person who looked like a big smoker would steal his own things with ill-heartedness, so I was really careful for a few days.

But after a while, I found that he was gentle and kind, and lived a very regular life. He went out to work during the day, and went home at night to read books and newspapers, or hid in the house. Once she took a secret look, she was meditating. She was really an honest monk.

Alas, in this world, even the monks in the temple were so hungry that they went down the mountain. After getting familiar with it, Aunt Ji's previous vigilance naturally disappeared again. Thinking of the smell of Chinese medicine floating in the yard every morning, I couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in my heart. This poor man, perhaps because he was so sick, he was driven down the mountain to find a way out by his master. At a young age, he probably bought medicine all the money he earned, and he was also having a hard life!

Yuan Xing naturally didn't know what she was thinking. With the nourishment of the decoction, he has recovered a lot now. Although he is still thin, he is no longer as scary as before. He has some flesh on his face, and he can see the handsomeness of the past.

"Sir, your body seems to be recovering very quickly." A gentle and clear voice came to your ears.

Yuanxing, who was stirring rice noodles, looked up and saw a short middle-aged man in a white suit entering the shed and slowly sat opposite Yuanxing.

This man is the owner of a valley who runs a traditional Chinese medicine shop on the street. Today, for some reason, he left the long gown and jacket he wore all day long and changed into this trendy outfit. There are a few rare medicinal herbs I bought at his house. I still feel heartbroken when I spent that money, and Yuanxing naturally still remembers it fresh.

He frowned and did not answer. It was not because he was slaughtered. It was just that this man kept asking questions after seeing him spending a lot of money to buy the medicinal materials. He felt a little annoyed and he was too lazy to take care of it.

Boss Gu was not angry when he saw his ignorant look and continued: "The medicinal materials you bought seem to be very effective for the body's losses. I don't know where the prescription is. Can you let me see it? If it's a good choice, I can spend money to buy it." He spoke sincerely and politely, and his attitude made people unable to find any faults.

Yuan Xing curled his lips. Just as he was about to speak, someone rushed in from outside, swept around the shed, and glanced at him and his eyes lit up: "Haha, I knew you are here." It was Huang Kan, the rickshaw driver who lived in a yard. When he saw the person he was looking for, he was not in a hurry. He walked to the table in three steps and two steps: "Auntie Ji, a bowl of wontons." Then he smiled politely at Boss Gu and sat down.

Huang Kan took the chopsticks from the chopsticks, picked up the stinky tofu from other places and put it in his mouth to chew it. After savoring it, he stuffed a few peanuts into it. Then he said, "There is nothing wrong at the pier in the afternoon, how about the help of me?"

Yuanxing has participated in the so-called helping hand more than once during this period. Although Huang Kan is just a rickshaw driver, he is flexible and can always make some work. If you can do something you are familiar with, you can transfer it to others if you can't do it, and you can make some money from it. After a while, he has made some reputation in these streets and alleys and is very prosperous.

Because he is a neighbor who knows the roots, the key is that he has great strength. He can do two or three people when he works. He has a good temper and doesn’t get much money. So when Huang Kan gets the job, he is the first thing he thinks of.

This time is no exception. It is said that the teaching houses of Jiancheng Primary School in Huangshagang are dilapidated. While the students are on holiday, the school asked someone to repair the house and the wall. Huang Kan had some relationship with the logistics management and contracted a section of wall construction work.

"Can this be used to build a house in winter?" Yuan Xing, a northerner, was a little surprised. Although Hengcheng belongs to the south, it is winter now, and sometimes the temperature is below zero degrees. The cement is not easy to solidify. Can this house be maintained after it is repaired? If there is a problem with the quality, wouldn't it be a matter of human life?

"Hey, I'm just a temporary repair to avoid students not having any classrooms after school starts. If you want to make a major repair, you have to wait until after spring." Huang Kan explained indifferently.

Yuan Xing heard that he was just a moment before he felt relieved. He didn't want to be an accomplice of the tofu project.

At this time, Huang Kan's wontons were also brought up. He took a sip of the soup first and said, "I heard that a big-nose foreigner donated a lot of money to the school, and the principal asked the government for subsidies, so that he could have the money to build the school building. Anyway, he gave a lot of wages."

The two of them were eating and chatting, but they even left Boss Gu aside, but no one paid attention to it. Boss Gu was also quite sensible and came in from Huang Kan, so he stopped asking about the prescription by Yuan Xing, and ordered something and started eating slowly.

Soon, after a meal, Yuan Xing wiped his mouth and put a lot of money on the table, pulled Huang Kan out of the shop, but he didn't even look at the boss Gu.

This man looked humble and polite on the surface, but Yuan Xing felt that he was too concerned about the tonic prescription, as if his purpose was impure. His intuition told him that Boss Gu in front of him was not a good person, so it would be better not to have too much contact...

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The primary school located in Huangshagang has become a construction site, and construction materials can be seen everywhere. It just rained a few days ago, and the playground was muddy, with many workers barefoot, and some even bare-armed, working hard in the cold wind.

Yuanxing didn't like the feeling of his shoes being stuck in the mud, so he took off his shoes, went barefoot, and pushed a wooden cart back and forth, and could carry a truck full of bricks and cement every time.

But just when he turned around and brought him over again, he found that Huang Kan and others stopped working and stood aside in fear and fear. There were several people in suits and ties standing opposite him, including a young man in gray suit and round glasses, stuttering at a big nose foreigner, pointing at several workers while saying something.

Although the fate is far away, his ears are very useful. I can tell that he is speaking in a very inauthentic English. He barely hears the content clearly. He can't help but frown and curse in his heart: "Listen Dog."
Chapter completed!