When Cai Gen returned to the store, he stood stunned outside the store. He looked in through the glass window and saw that four tables were sitting for dinner.
Tears kept rolling in the circles of my eyes. How long has it been since there were so many people?
It's not the men, women and children that the flies say, there are really high school students eating there.
It's around 9 o'clock in the evening, when high school students finish school. After replenishing their energy, they continue to make up for classes. What a normal thing.
Within a 15-minute walk, this is the only restaurant in Cai Gen. It is normal for people to eat here.
Why doesn't it happen every day? Why? Cai Gen screamed in his heart, but no one answered.
Wiping tears, Cai Gen walked into the store. Xiao Sun was busy serving food. As expected, he was very smart and even knew how to sell juice.
Four tables, 15 people, average consumption per person is 20 yuan, turnover is 300 yuan, plus the 200 yuan for food delivery just now, it’s 500 yuan, my God, it’s 500 yuan.
Cai Gen ignored Xie An, who was smiling, the old lady who was impatient, and Xiao Sun who was busy, and walked directly to the bar.
I lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and bowed to the God of Civil and Military Wealth. Thank you very much. Thank you very much.
While he was praying, Xiao Sun passed by the bar. Looking at Cai Gen's pious look, he underestimated in a low voice,
"What do you want them to do? They are all lazy and afraid of work."
The voice was very small, but Cai Gen still heard it. What did it mean? How could you come to eat if you don't work?
Yes, quality is the most important thing. I didn’t care about the old lady who was impatient to wait. I took off my coat and started to go to the kitchen to help Xiao Sun.
The rice is basically ready, only juice and soup are needed.
Juice is original juice, just add water and ice, which is very convenient.
The soup is also instant, and the freeze-dehydration technology ensures the deliciousness of the vegetables. After adding hot water, they will be emerald green and taste very good.
It took three trips to get everything together with Xiao Sun. Cai Gen's face was always filled with a happy smile.
Standing at the bar, watching the guests eating, Xiao Sun sat on the camp bed and asked Cai Gen puzzledly,
"Third uncle, the business of your store is not very good. You can't even turn over the dishes. You're losing a lot, right?"
Turn over the channel? Was that three or four years ago? It’s good to have someone to eat, but turn over the stage? Suddenly I thought about being lazy and not working, so I asked Xiao Sun,
"You just said you were lazy and didn't work. What did you mean?"
Xiao Sun thought for a moment and tried his best to explain,
"Third uncle, let's shop these things. I have the wisdom to serve mortals every day. I feel unhappy, so in order to be lazy, I set up some obstacles for outsiders. Whoever wants to come in to eat will see that the room is full."
Ah Xi, Cai Gen is a good-tempered person. He works hard every day. He always thought that everyone was poor and could not afford fast food, so the business was not good. But it turned out that these furniture caused trouble? What if it wasn't
Xiao Sun said, I was starving to death and didn’t even understand.
Said fiercely,
"Xiao Sun, tell me, who is causing the trouble? I fought with him and asked Suiren to kill him. Are you worried?"
Xie An'an turned his back to Cai Gen and felt something clever in his body. What's going on? This look is as real as anything. How could I have offended Master Cai?
Xiao Sun rescued Xie An'an and comforted Cai Gen.
"Third uncle, the wisdom of these things may have been influenced by you, or it may be from outside."
First eliminate the external ones, have you been influenced by yourself? That means you have plated it out yourself? I have plated the furniture to reveal spiritual wisdom?
Use a rag to cover the seats? Use a mop to cover the floor? Use cigarette butts to cover the bar? Use an incense dish to cover the God of Wealth?
Am I so powerful? I have created a prison for myself that will cut off my wealth?
I lit a cigarette and sat in front of the old lady. The good mood I had just now was no longer so happy now that I knew the whole story.
"Auntie, you can start talking, but be truthful, otherwise I won't be able to send you away."
The old lady didn't care about sending her away. She was impatient after waiting. She spoke very quickly without stopping. She must have been a cheerful person before she died.
"Actually, there's nothing to say. It's all fate. My life is not good, and my daughter's life is not good either.
My dad is a leading cadre, and I have lived well since I was a child. I have never experienced hardship. Then things changed and my dad was persecuted to death. I also suffered the same consequences. Later, I married a miner who was 20 years older than me.
Only then can I have no worries about food and clothing.
I had my daughter when I was 40 years old. But when she was only three years old, her father died in an accident. The company paid some money and gave me a job. I sold this contract because I didn’t want my daughter to be like me.
I suffered so much that I didn’t want to work in the mines in the future.
My daughter didn't like to study, so I let her go. In her 20s, she got a job in a bank, which was considered respectable and made me worry-free at that time.
Later, my daughter had sex with her at work, and her family was from the countryside. She knew that I didn’t agree, so she had sex behind my back for more than 3 years. Later, I found out and threatened her with death, so I was tortured by them. I suffered a lot.
It's painful, and I can't let my daughter suffer anymore, so I just don't agree with it in the countryside.
After this guy became a prostitute, my daughter got angry with me and said she didn’t want to date her anymore. As soon as I got over 30, I was very anxious. I tried to find connections to introduce my girlfriend to her every day, but none of her fell in love with me. Then I...
The prodigal son-in-law showed up and said he was engaged in engineering and was very rich. I supported him with both hands and tried my best to bring him together.
This son-in-law was kind to my girl and me. He never stopped drinking, cigarettes, wine, sweets and tea, and he was of high quality. It was very honorable to bring him out, and my heart dropped.
We were together for more than a year, and there was no plan to get married. Suddenly one day, my daughter came to me crying and said that she was causing trouble, her son-in-law ran away, and she borrowed a lot of money for her son-in-law.
I didn't expect the money to be in the millions. I thought it was one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand. I still had some capital, so I wanted to give it to my daughter. The daughter asked for nothing, and then ran to the mental hospital to hide.
Later, later, those debt collectors came to my door, spray-painted the door of my house, put up banners at the entrance of the community, and even shouted with a loudspeaker.
I have never been rich or powerful in my life, but I have lived a decent life without stealing or robbing, being aboveboard and aboveboard.
Unexpectedly, as I grow older, my face will be torn apart by these grandchildren."
Having said this, the old lady looked very ugly, and every deep wrinkle was engraved with reluctance and deep resentment.
Cai Gen listened and kept nodding. There were no surprises. Except for the small loan incident at the end, most people had such an extraordinary experience. They were ordinary people interspersed with accidents, opening roads over mountains and building bridges over rivers.
Live this life.
We have endured hardships and enjoyed blessings. Some people have figured out their own affairs, and some people have not. In the end, it is just three words, there is nothing we can do.
What else can be done?
Seeing that all the guests had finished eating and left, Cai Gen gave the old lady a cigarette and helped her light it to show respect.
"Auntie, did you commit suicide because of this?"
The old lady took a puff of the cigarette and felt disgusted. Maybe it didn't suit her taste. She said lightly,
"I have survived through hard times. I lost my father in my early years and my husband in my middle age. I have never seen anything. This little brat is not enough to make me die."
Habitual thinking kills people, and Cai Gen guessed wrong again.