After a while, he pinched the flesh on his thigh and finally realized that he had traveled through time.
It's just that this time-travel made him feel painful and sad for a while, and he felt like he had fallen from one pit to another. Well, it was still a deeper and darker pit.
This is really a very sad story. Before time travel, he could eat three meals a day. But after time travel, this guy couldn't eat three meals a day.
Before time travel, he was a poor student who graduated from a third-rate university. Well, he had a bachelor's degree, not a junior college. But this guy was just a poor and idle young man who hadn't even graduated from high school.
What's more important is that this guy doesn't want to make progress. He came to this nationally famous big city from his hometown, but he just wants to escape reality, eat and die. He works odd jobs for one day and plays in Internet cafes for three days, without a single meal.
dawdle.
Chen Feng really looked down on such a thing. But now he has become such a thing.
Well, before the time travel, he had not found a job for more than half a year after graduation. He was still reluctant to work part-time as a coolie, and even more reluctant to go back to his hometown to work as a factory worker. He had always relied on family support. But he still thought that he was better than the time travel now.
This guy is motivated.
What's more important is that this guy is now penniless. After three days and three nights of fighting in a black Internet cafe, he died suddenly and lost his hair after going out for a short distance. As a result, he was transported through time.
He was lying in a dark alley, not far from him was a large trash can, and there was a stench coming from it.
It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and occasionally there was the sound of cars passing by on the distant road. This is a city that never sleeps. There was a rustling sound from the trash can, which was a rat looking for food.
of.
Then, he felt extremely hungry, as if on fire. For a moment, he even wanted to follow the mouse to dig through the trash can for something to eat.
"This is definitely not my own idea. It is the residual idea of this idiot." Chen Feng would never admit that he wanted to dig through the trash can to eat something.
He got up from the ground with some weakness. He was so frightened that the rats on the other side of the trash can made more urgent noises and ran away.
"This is such a rip-off!"
Feeling the weakness of his body and the dizziness of his head, Chen Feng cursed bitterly in his heart.
After waiting for a while, Chen Feng walked out of the alley with some difficulty.
Then I found the all-night noodle shop based on this guy's memory. There was no one in the shop at this time.
"Boss, here's a bowl of...pork ribs noodles."
Chen Feng originally wanted to order the cheapest bald noodles, but he thought he had no money to pay anyway, so he just had the more expensive pork ribs noodles. As for the most expensive beef noodles, the portion of beef was pitifully small, and there was still no pork ribs noodles.
Eat enough.
The boss was a short and thin man in his forties with two big dark circles under his eyes. After taking a look at Chen Feng, he didn't say anything and just started working on his own.
Not long after, the steaming hot pork rib noodles arrived.
Chen Feng swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, quickly picked up the chopsticks, and started eating without caring about the heat.
After a while, he was sweating profusely and hooked.
After finishing the last bit of soup, Chen Feng wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, stood up and said to the boss who was sitting there smoking: "Boss, keep accounts. I forgot to bring money today."
The boss glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "You are also a regular customer. You should know that you don't get credit for eating noodles in my store. If you want to eat the Overlord Meal, you will be responsible for the consequences."
The image of the noodle shop owner chasing a person through the street with a kitchen knife suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's mind, and he suddenly felt a tremor all over his body.
The person being chased and chopped down in the picture is a person who eats the King's meal.
With his current body, he definitely can't outrun the store owner.
"Boss... you also said that I am a regular customer, so can't you give me a credit once? It's only 8 yuan, so I won't default on the credit."
The boss had no mercy at all and pointed to a large plastic basin outside: "If you don't have money, just wash all those bowls for me. They must be washed clean."
When Chen Feng saw the large bowl full of dishes and chopsticks placed at the entrance of the store, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Boss, you are too cruel. How long do I have to wash such a large basin of dishes?"
"It's okay if you don't wash it. Just give me the money."
…
After hesitating for three seconds, Chen Feng gave up decisively. This store owner is a ruthless person.
"So...do you have any dish soap and dishcloth?"
…
Almost an hour later, Chen Feng finally finished washing a large basin of dishes. It wasn't that he didn't want to wash faster, it was just because the boss said, "If you can't wash it thoroughly, wash it again." So, he could only wash it carefully.
In his two lifetimes, he has never washed dishes. He is not skilled in the business, but he can wash hundreds of dishes in an hour, which is already very good.
It's not like he didn't think about escaping. During this period, the shop owner went into the back room several times. But as a Sanbongaishi with upright views, it was impossible for him to do such a shameful thing as escaping.
Of course, he would not admit that he was afraid that the shop owner would chop him with a kitchen knife next time he met.
Chen Feng stood up and rubbed his sore butt and waist. The small bench he had been sitting on for so long was really not meant for people to sit on.
"Boss, I have washed this bowl. Can you give me another bowl of noodles?"
Chen Feng really felt that he was at a loss. For a bowl of pork ribs noodles that cost eight yuan, he had to wash the dishes for so long.
"Didn't you see that I was busy? I'll give you another bowl when it's empty."
"Okay. I'll wait."
Anyway, he has nowhere to go now. If this scammer has some money, he will stay in Datongbu, a hotel that costs ten yuan a night, or hang out in an Internet cafe all night. If he has no money, he will live under the roof, or in any corner.
He was now penniless and didn't want to live on the street. He looked at the noodle shop. It was past three in the morning, but the noodle shop's business was slowly getting better. This was mainly because of the illegal Internet cafes in the neighborhood.
The guys who stayed up all night were hungry and came out to look for food.
But he didn't care whether the business of this noodle shop was good or not, he just found an empty table and lay down on it, soundly sleeping.
When it was almost five o'clock, the sky was dark, and the business slowly slowed down. There was not a single customer left.
The shop owner then yawned, glanced at Chen Feng, who was sleeping on the table and drooling, walked over, stretched out his hand and slapped the table hard.
"Ah! What's wrong! There's an earthquake? Where am I?"
Chen Feng was enjoying a spicy drink in his dream, when a loud noise suddenly woke him up. He almost fell to the ground.
"It's dawn and it's time to close. Get out of here!" The boss glared rudely. He treated his noodle shop as a free hotel.
He had seen too many young people like Chen Feng who came here from out of town to degenerate themselves, and he couldn't sympathize with him. Therefore, the shop owner didn't have a good look on Chen Feng.
Only then did Chen Feng understand his situation. He had really traveled through time, and as soon as he traveled through time, he was possessed by this scammer. He was working hard here to wash dishes for a bowl of noodles.
"Boss, give me another bowl of pork rib noodles and leave after eating. You promised me."
"..."
The shop owner was not hard-hearted after all, so he turned around to cook noodles with a cold face. At this moment, a long-haired young man carrying a guitar walked in and shouted to the shop owner: "Dad, give me some too."
bowl."
The shop owner said angrily: "Where did you go so crazy all night?"
"Didn't you see that I was carrying a guitar? I went to the bar to sing."
"You're just tone-deaf and you only know how to yell and sing?"
"Dad, I'm going to get angry if you say that again. What I sing is called rock and roll, do you understand?"
"don't know."
"You don't understand, so don't talk nonsense."
"Am I talking nonsense? Look how many years you have been here. What kind of serious job have you done? How much money have you made?"
"You always talk about money, you are so vulgar."
"I am vulgar. You are not vulgar. Stop asking me for money."
"..."
The long-haired young man was so scolded by the shop owner that he had no temper at all. In the last moment of his anger, he stopped eating. He ran into the back room angrily and could not come out.
Not long after, the shop owner also banged angrily and placed a bowl of noodles in front of Chen Feng.
"Eat quickly and get out early. If you don't have money, don't come here next time."
"……thank you boss."
Chen Feng didn't say much, and quickly finished the bowl of noodles again while grunting. Then he quickly pulled out several napkins and rolled out of this "delicious noodle shop".