There were a lot of ingredients to be processed all of a sudden. After lunch, Qin Feng was busy until almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Jianguo witnessed the entire process of Qin Feng's work from beginning to end. Finally, he no longer felt that Qin Feng's business was easy to do, but instead turned into infinite guilt for his son.

Qin Feng had no time to be sad with Qin Jianguo and was sad about spring and autumn, and went out with a bag that was nearly twice as heavy as before.

Qin Feng was very glad that he bought a few more aluminum plates from the beginning, and they were packaged with plastic wrap, so even though there were many more ingredients, they could still be packed into a canvas bag at one time.

Three o'clock in the afternoon in winter is the most pleasant time.

Qin Feng chose to go out at this point, not only to consider that there will be more pedestrians in the back alley of No. 18 Middle School after 3 o'clock, but more, he wanted people who often pass by No. 18 Middle School to form a fixed concept, that is, after 3 o'clock every day, his stall will appear in the back alley of No. 18 Middle School. In addition, Qin Feng also took into account the summer business. You must know that summer is so hot, and most people probably wouldn't want to eat greasy things like skewers before 3 o'clock.

I pushed the stall to the empty back alley of Shiba Middle School. The skewer aunt was not there, and there were only scattered passers-by in the alley.

After parking the car, Qin Feng saw that it was impossible for a customer to be present in a short period of time, he took out a small stool, sat down and flipped out the Chinese classic "Story Club". After reading it absent-mindedly for more than ten minutes, Qin Feng finally waited for the first business today.

"Look! The stall is open!" Two children wearing elementary school uniforms ran over from a distance with joy on their faces.

When he ran to Qin Feng's stall, the primary school student shouted: "Boss, I'll buy a dollar dumpling skin!"

"I want it too!" another elementary school student said.

Qin Feng threw the story into the car, grabbed two handfuls of dumpling skins that had been counted in advance and threw them into the oil pan, and then said with a smile on his face: "Do you want something else?"

Primary school students are obviously much more principled than middle school students. They refused with a strong voice: "No!"

Qin Feng was bored by himself and knew that he could not communicate with the primary school students, so he could only silently turn his eyes back into the oil pan.

The thin dumpling skin quickly expanded under the catalysis of oil temperature with changes visible to the naked eye. Qin Feng took out a colander and took out 20 dumpling skins from the oil pan. After applying the sauce, the golden dumpling skin became a pile of things that looked the same as that thing.

After packing two bags, Qin Feng complained in his heart that he handed the dumpling skin to the two naughty kids who were drooling.

Naughty Child A took the bamboo stick and said while eating: "The dumpling skin here is the best. I made a little at home, which is incomparable to the ones here."

Naughty Child B replied: "Nonsense, do you have any seasonings? Their seasonings have secret recipes. If I have secret recipes, I will set up a stall without studying!"

Qin Feng smiled bitterly when he heard this. He wore school uniforms all day long and set up a stall. His sign was played out, but his personal reputation was ruined. Yesterday afternoon, when parents led their children by the stall, they pointed at Qin Feng and then educated their children that if they didn't study hard, Qin Feng would be a role model and end.

After the naughty child opened Qin Feng, his business gradually improved in the afternoon. He was very busy. Although there was no big climax in the afternoon, he sold a lot of things. Qin Feng roughly estimated that it felt that it was only one or two percent less than normal working days.

However, before dark, Qin Feng encountered something bad.

The protagonist of the incident was a junior high school classmate of Qin Feng, named Cheng Yuecheng. After Cheng Yuecheng graduated from junior high school, because his grades were too bad, he didn't even go to the vocational high school and went to society. This scrambler is a real scrambler, a gangster. Cheng Yuecheng didn't know where to post today, but he actually came to miss his alma mater in broad daylight. When he met Qin Feng who was setting up a stall, he grabbed more than a dozen skewers without saying a word and said he wanted to DIY.

Qin Feng knew what kind of virtue Cheng Yuecheng was, so he stopped him and exploded more than a dozen strings.

Cheng Yuecheng probably didn't eat much at noon. After eating more than a dozen skewers, he was still dissatisfied. He pointed to the glass cover and said he wanted to come again to have a big ship.

Seeing that this guy was endless, Qin Feng asked tentatively: "Have you brought enough money?"

Cheng Yuecheng said with a shameless face at that time: "Can I cheat you? Don't worry, you can count as much as you eat! You won't be able to pay for it!"

Although Qin Feng felt that Cheng Yuecheng's words were less than 10%, he still made a big roster for Cheng Yuecheng based on the most basic trust between people and the principle that it is best not to mess with hooligans.

Cheng Yuecheng became addicted to eating it, and in a short while, he ate the grilled skewers that cost about 20 yuan.

After finishing the score, he smiled shamelessly as Qin Feng expected, "Qin Feng, what's the relationship between us? Isn't it just over 20 yuan? What can you do if you treat me to a meal?"

Qin Feng really can't do anything to him. The only thing he can do is to tear off a page from the story meeting and then ask Cheng Yuecheng to write an IOU.

"Fuck, if you do business like this, this broken stall will close sooner or later! ****, I really can't be a human being!" This time, Qin Feng was in a ruthless manner. Cheng Yuecheng finished writing the IOU cursingly, as if he didn't owe Qin Feng half a cent, and left without looking back.

He lost more than 20 yuan for no reason. Although Qin Feng was a little depressed, he had at least got the important props to stop Cheng Yuecheng from eating for free next time, so this matter was revealed.

It was getting darker and after 6 o'clock, there were almost no one in the alley except residents.

Qin Feng took out the iron lunch box he brought from his house, put it on the charcoal grill for 2 minutes, then fryed a few skewers of vegetables, mushrooms and chicken hearts, and ate them as supper. In the middle of winter, eating the lukewarm and hot rice, Qin Feng smiled and said, "I don't know if this is considered asking for trouble."

After dinner, Qin Feng put the lunch box back into the car, and walked for more than 100 meters away from the alley.

He parked the cart directly at the entrance of the alley, and there were clothing stores on both sides of the left and right. After Qin Feng parked the cart, the owners of the clothing stores on both sides came out to take a look and said nothing, but it was obviously a little unhappy that Qin Feng stuffed the two of them. You know, they spent a lot of money on renting this store, and Qin Feng's behavior was equivalent to speculation. If it weren't for them, would the dark and lantern place in the back alley of the No. 18 Middle School be as bright as it is now?

Qin Feng did not feel that he had taken advantage of others at all. He took out the story of missing pages and continued reading.

The story meeting took an hour to read. When I saw it at 7 o'clock, a young woman led her son over. When the little brat saw the skewer stall, he immediately felt like he was sucking. He grabbed the ******'s hand and jumped and shouted: "Mom! I want to eat! I want to eat!"

The naughty child's mother glared at her son and said angrily: "What are the delicious foods of these roadside stalls? They are not clean and nutritious!"

"No, I want to eat it, I want to eat it!" The naughty child refused to give in and asked even more, "I want to eat big steaks, the big steaks he sells are so delicious!"

When the young woman was stunned when she heard this, she looked at Qin Feng carefully, and suddenly found that Qin Feng was the "bad student" who set up a stall in the back alley of No. 18 Middle School. She couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you still setting up a stall so late?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "For life."

The young woman fell suddenly, with pity in her eyes, and she sighed: "I had known that life was not easy, why didn't I study hard?"

Qin Feng smiled and said to the point of a ghost: "Auntie, I actually have good grades, but my family is not in good condition. I feel that I have been in college for too long, and now I don't have to provide any assignments after graduation, so I voluntarily dropped out of school."

"So that's how it is..." The young woman murmured, and then talked to Qin Feng, her attitude improved a lot. She pointed to the things in the glass cover and asked, "The things you sell are all fresh, right?"

"It's all the goods purchased this morning. I've fried them at home once and they won't break until tomorrow." Qin Feng replied.

The young woman was relieved now, "How do you sell this big steak?"

"Three dollars."

"Then give me two."

When the naughty child heard this, he immediately cheered: "Long live Mom!"

The young woman gently poked her son's forehead and said, "Long live if you buy it. How old will you buy it?"

Qin Feng listened to the quarrel between the mother and son, and reached out to take out two large steaks. A few minutes later, Qin Feng handed the large steak to the young woman. The naughty child rushed to take his own piece, not afraid of being hot. After taking a bite, he blew in his mouth and shouted, "It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

"Mom doesn't like what she cooks for you, but she says it's delicious when she buys it at the stall. You are a little unscrupulous!" The young woman said, smiling at Qin Feng, and led the child into the clothing store next to her.

More than ten minutes later, when the young woman brought the child out, less than half a minute, the owner of the store also came out.

He glanced at Qin Feng, and his expression was a little bit like I opened a shop and you set up a stall, so I was more discriminatory than you. He looked down at Qin Feng with his face and asked, "What time should you set up your stall until?"

Qin Feng heard his tone and couldn't figure out whether this guy was trying to find fault or something, so he chose to give honest explanation and replied: "It's about 10 o'clock."

"10 o'clock? OK, then don't leave too early. I'll come to your place for a midnight snack later." The boss said seriously.

Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and grinned, "Don't worry, I can't do business yet. I'll call you when it's time to go!"

"Okay, there are only bread sellers here. I feel like vomiting every night." The boss said with a smile, turning back to the store.
Chapter completed!