The next morning, Xiang Que got up early, tidied up the shop and opened the door. The weather outside was not very good, and the dark clouds were very low. It was obvious that there would be heavy rain today.
At around eight o'clock, the old couple came pushing a cart of newly purchased ingredients. Both of them looked gloomy and gloomy.
"Hey, I got up early and went to the morning market and bought some materials for today. Who knew God could be so deceptive? It's going to rain heavily. There weren't many people there, but now it's going to be even worse." The old man sighed, very worried.
have no choice.
On the contrary, the old lady took a very open-minded view and said: "Business is not good anymore. Habits have become natural. Anyway, we are getting older. When the house expires this year, let's go back to retire. I'm afraid we have to pay for it."
The children are causing trouble."
Xiang Que helped the two of them move their things without saying a word. He didn't say anything about how business was going today. He would know everything after a while.
Xiang Que was very nimble and helped the two of them with the chores. The old couple cooked old soup and made steamed buns, but the ingredients were very few. According to a rough calculation, it was estimated that it would only be enough for about ten people at noon.
Xiang Que frowned as soon as he saw it. He could make the shop's business improve, but the two of them had only prepared so few things. Even if someone came, they wouldn't have anything to eat. Wouldn't it be a waste of money?
"Uncle, aunt, you guys made a little bit of material today."
The old man shook his head and said: "You have to make less. If you make too much, no one will eat it and it will taste bad at night. I'll tell you honestly, young man, I think this is too much. I'm not sure whether I can open at noon."
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "Uncle, are you so unsure of me?"
The old man rolled his eyes at him and said, "What's the matter? You are the reincarnation of Buddha, and everyone who eats comes to worship you?"
"What are you talking about? Buddha doesn't eat meat." The old lady glared at him.
The old man stretched his neck and said: "I have been chanting sutras to the Buddha for more than a year. He doesn't even look at me. What can I do if I say a few words? If the Buddha has eyes, he will let me get off to a good start today. I will teach him every day."
It’s okay to make an offering, but the key thing is that the old man Sakyamuni always talks to the Bodhisattva about heaven and earth, and he has no intention of taking care of me. Look at the bad weather, the heavy rain is coming as soon as possible, how can there be such a shitty person?”
As soon as the old man finished speaking, it began to rain heavily outside. The heavy raindrops made pedestrians hide in all directions on the road.
The old lady said bitterly: "This mouth has a good but bad effect."
"Bang Dang" Two office workers in suits entered the shop holding umbrellas. One of them said: "The weather is so damn bad. Holding an umbrella is like taking a shower. Let's take shelter here."
·······Boss, give me two bowls of steamed buns and add more chili.”
The old man and the old lady were stunned, as if they didn't expect that business would come to their door even before nine o'clock. Xiang Que knocked on the table and said with his lips: "Master, hurry up, I'm in a hurry to get to work."
"Oh, oh, that's great." The old man nodded quickly and followed the old lady to the back to get busy.
Xiang Que sat on a stool and leaned on his cheek, looking out the door. After a while, the store was filled with people again, and three or four people came in one after another.
The old man and the old lady were busy with their work, serving steamed buns to the guests without touching the floor. Xiang Que said to the side: "Uncle, please boil more soup and make more steamed buns. It's not even noon yet. What are you preparing for?"
If you order some ingredients, they will be sold out soon.”
"This... How should we prepare for this? The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Who will go out in a while? There will definitely be fewer people at noon. I think it's almost done, right?" The old man said with a serious heart.
"Didn't you just say that no one would come to the door today? It might be a problem to even open the door. What about now?" Xiang Que glanced at the weather outside the door and said calmly: "Don't worry, the rain will stop before noon."
"Did you watch the stars last night?"
Xiang Que pointed at the newspaper on the table and said, "It says, shower."
The rain stopped at about ten o'clock, and although the sky had not cleared up yet, the clouds were already beginning to disperse. Xiang Que insisted on urging the two of them to prepare as much material as they could, and they must not be lenient.
The old couple seemed to feel that today's start was auspicious, and since it wasn't raining anymore, they simply went to full speed to prepare everything. They also said that if they really couldn't sell it, they might as well give it all away tonight.
Xiang Que is just afraid that it’s not enough!
Eleven o'clock, almost noon.
The door of the small shop is never closed. The ten tables in the room are full. When there is no free space, some people will turn around and leave when they see the queue. Some people don't seem to like to move.
Anyway, it’s quick to eat this food, so I might as well wait a little longer.
From noon to evening, the three people in the shop kept up the pace like clockwork, with their feet never touching the ground. There was never a moment of leisure. Around six o'clock, all the ingredients were used up, and anyone who came again could only refuse.
Dined.
Although they were very tired, the old couple smiled so hard that their hands were trembling obviously when they counted the money. The old lady said that even when the business was good in the past, it was not as popular as it is today. But now, the sales today are as good as before.
It's been half a month.
At seven o'clock, the door was closed, and the old couple were not in a hurry to leave. They looked at Xiang Que with a look as if he had seen a ghost, and his scrutinizing eyes gave him goosebumps.
"What the Buddha did must have nothing to do with us. The reason why business is good today is not because I complained to him." People become spirits when they live to old age. The old man naturally understands that the business in the store today is like a flying monkey. What he said during the day
Obviously there is no connection at all, the main problem still lies with Xiang Que.
He said that if business is good, business will be good. What does it have to do with Sakyamuni?
"Young man, tell us why business is so good today," the old man asked.
Xiang Que shook his head and said, "There are still a few days left, let's look at it later."
The old man was impatient and had the patience to get to the bottom of things. He took Xiang Que's arm and said, "No, you have to make it clear to me. You will leave after five days. What if business doesn't go well after you leave?"
manage?"
"Uncle, even if I really leave, it has nothing to do with me how this business will be or not." Xiang Que pointed at the store and said, "The premise is that you can arrange it how you want it in your store now. Don't do it."
If you don't move, the business will not change. I will tell you this. If you listen to it, just believe me. If you don't listen, I will leave and nothing will happen to me."
Xiang Que had no after-sales service, so he could only kindly remind them. As for the details, he would not explain them too clearly.
Whenever you change your fortune telling to Feng Shui and look at the yin and yang acupoints to determine the yang house, you always use soft words. The master will not explain it too clearly to you, because if you talk too much, the secrets will be revealed, which is not good. Here are
Part of it is fake and mysterious, but the rest is definitely taboo.
The old couple were obviously shocked by Xiang Que's words and didn't react much. However, people who have lived so long have seen and heard more than young people. They saw that Xiang Que was tight-lipped and spoke vaguely.
I didn’t ask too much, I just wanted to wait for five days to pass before making a decision.