The man disinfected the wound on the front and applied Yunnan Baiyao. He suddenly raised half of his body and leaned towards Lin Mai, placing his hands on top of the sofa to trap her in the sofa.
Lin Mai was taken aback and asked in horror: "What do you want to do?"
The man twisted his eyebrows and said, "You bandaged the wound on my back."
After thinking for a while, he added: "I can't do the rest myself."
Of course I know you can't do it yourself, otherwise you wouldn't have caught me.
Lin Mai stared at him speechlessly, and just wrapped the wound. Is it necessary to use this posture?
Lin Mai followed the man's previous treatment procedure and disinfected the terrible wound with alcohol.
Her movements were very gentle. Not only did the man not feel much pain, but he also found it a kind of enjoyment and closed his eyes comfortably.
After disinfecting with alcohol, Lin Mai applied Yunnan Baiyao to the wound.
He asked worriedly: "Can this be all right? Don't I need to go to the hospital?"
The man chuckled: "You said you don't covet my beauty, yet you care about me so much."
Lin Mai hated himself for talking too much.
She took a roll of bandages and drilled left and right on the man's back, criss-crossing in and out, and bandaged his wounds in just a moment.
She clapped her hands with a sense of accomplishment and said cheerfully: "Okay!"
The man looked at his body, which was wrapped like a silkworm chrysalis, with a bow tied on his abdomen, and veins popped out at his temples.
It took him a long time to resist the urge to crush Lin Mai to death, waved his hand and said, "You can leave. You know what to do when you leave here."
Lin Mai nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice: "Be clear and clear, I will never mention you to anyone."
The man nodded tiredly.
Walking to the gate, Lin Mai couldn't help but ask: "Do you just believe me that much?"
The man sneered, "I don't believe in you, I believe in my brother, do you understand what I mean?"
“I understand, I understand!”
If she betrayed him, his brother would kill her.
Lin Mai picked up his pork, opened the door, closed it, and ran away.
The time I got home was a full hour later than usual.
Zhou Caiyun was extremely worried and ran to the courtyard door to look around after a while.
After finally seeing Lin Mai's figure, her heart returned to her stomach.
He rushed up to her and took the meat from her hand, asking, "Why did it take so long to buy meat?"
Lin Mai didn't want her to worry: "The pork seller came too late. I've been waiting for him for a long time."
Zhou Caiyun believed it to be true.
The two of them chopped the meat filling together. After the meat filling was chopped, Lin Mai mixed the filling himself. After the filling was mixed, the two of them made the buns and steamed them together.
After all, I have an extra helper, and he is also a skilled one.
Although today was delayed by an hour due to an accident, when Lin Mai came out of the stall at six o'clock, the two of them had already steamed two hundred steamed buns and braised a hundred braised eggs.
There are one hundred buns stuffed with pork and shallots, and one hundred buns stuffed with sauerkraut and pork.
Lin Mai packed the three kinds of food in three large wooden barrels with lids specially used for food. With the help of Zhou Caiyun, he put them on the cart and went out to sell breakfast.
Zhou Caiyun continued to stay at home and make steamed buns.
There are not many stalls selling snacks on the pier now.
Although there are two sellers selling steamed buns, the taste is far inferior to Linmai's. Many customers buy steamed buns and braised eggs from Linmai as soon as they get off the ferry.
Lin Mai highlighted a new variety - pickled cabbage buns.
Although pork is also used in pickled cabbage buns, the proportion is small, so it is relatively cheaper, only a dime each.
One price is three cents, and there are many customers buying pickled cabbage buns, so Lin Mai is surrounded by water.
Everyone put money into her hands one after another, as if they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to buy it.
In just two ferries, Linmai sold more than half of the pickled cabbage buns, and the meat buns and braised eggs also sold much better than usual.
Lin Mai felt happy.
After the customers had dispersed, Lin Mai suddenly found Fang Zhuoran standing in front of a 70% new tricycle.
She took three white and fat meat buns from the wooden bucket of meat buns, and took two braised eggs from the wooden bucket of braised eggs, and ran to hand them to Fang Zhuoran.
He asked in confusion: "Why do you ride a tricycle to work?"
Fang Zhuoran only took one braised egg: "Aren't there pickled cabbage buns? Give me two so I can change my taste."
Lin Mai hurriedly changed him to two pickled cabbage buns.
Fang Zhuoran took a bite of the pickled cabbage buns and said intoxicated: "It's delicious!"
Then he said: "I don't ride a tricycle to work, I bought this tricycle as a gift to you.
Selling breakfast on a tricycle takes less effort than dragging a cart."
The most important thing is that when the law enforcement team comes, it is not easy to be caught if you escape on a tricycle.
Every time he saw Lin Mai running away with a cart, he felt extremely distressed.
“I’ve long wanted to buy a tricycle, but I’ve been shopping on the black market many times and haven’t seen anything for sale.”
Lin Mai checked the tricycle up and down: "How much did this tricycle cost? I will bring the money to you tomorrow."
Fang Zhuoran peeled the braised egg and said, "I told you that I bought it for you."
Lin Mai refused resolutely: "I don't want such a valuable thing!"
Can a tricycle be called valuable?
Fang Zhuoran had no choice but to say: "Then give me eighty yuan tomorrow."
Lin Mai looked at him suspiciously: "Such a good tricycle only costs eighty yuan? Who are you kidding?"
A tricycle like this usually sells for about 120 yuan on the black market.
Fang Zhuoran looked sincere: "I bought this tricycle that was discarded by the school cafeteria. If you don't believe me, go to our school and ask around to see if I'm lying."
After thinking for a while, he added a few more sentences: "Puji Hospital is a well-known large hospital, so it doesn't need to rely on a tricycle to make a fortune.
As a professor at the school, if you want to buy a tricycle that has been eliminated from the cafeteria, the school representative can just charge you some money, and it won’t be very expensive.”
In fact, he had someone buy this tricycle for more than a hundred yuan, but he didn't want to tell her the truth.
What he said made sense. Lin Mai believed it eight points, and there were two more. He would verify it again when he had the opportunity.
Suddenly there was a tricycle. Lin Mai planned to put the steamed buns and braised eggs on the tricycle and then send it back on a cart. This required Fang Zhuoran to help her watch the tricycle.
Fang Zhuoran looked at his watch and saw that it was still early, so he nodded readily and agreed.
Lin Mai trotted home pulling the cart. Even when Zhou Caiyun asked her how she got the cart back, she didn't have time to answer her.
She had to rush back to replace Fang Zhuoran and let him go to work.
The time of a professor at a famous medical university is very precious and cannot be wasted on showing her stalls.
From afar, Lin Mai saw Fang Zhuoran Yu condescendingly helping her buy breakfast. Almost all of the people buying breakfast around him were young girls.
In just twenty minutes, Fang Zhuoran actually sold almost all the steamed buns and a lot of braised eggs for her.
Fang Zhuoran handed Lin Mai the money from selling breakfast and left.
There were only ten or twenty steamed buns left, so Lin Mai went back to restock and had the opportunity to answer Zhou Caiyun's question.
Tell her that Grandpa Fang's eldest grandson, Professor Fang Zhuoran, bought a tricycle for her, so she gave the tricycle back.
Zhou Caiyun put freshly baked buns into the barrel and said, "Now that we have a tricycle, this cart is useless, so we might as well sell it."
Lin Mai thought the same way. To save an extra cart from piling up in the yard and taking up space, he planned to ask the villagers to sell it to anyone who wanted it.
After filling the two wooden barrels with steamed buns, Lin Mai went out on his tricycle.
Before we even arrived at the pier, we saw several law enforcement officers milling around, and the few vendors on the pier had all disappeared without a trace.