Most people may not really know the answer to this question, but Tongdao Xu does.
Because in his previous life, he wanted the rent near the vegetable market to be cheap, so he rented next to the vegetable market for more than a year.
Living there for more than a year, he developed the habit of stuffing two balls of cotton into his ears every night before going to bed.
Otherwise, I can't sleep at all, even if I close the windows tightly, it won't help.
Because those vegetable vendors get up too early every morning, that’s not right! Many vegetable vendors don’t get up in the morning at all!
Especially in the summer, some diligent vegetable vendors go to the vegetable market at midnight to grab a seat. Of course, stalls in the vegetable market cost money, but there are always some open spaces for mobile vendors to set up stalls.
And in such an open space, whoever goes early every morning can grab the best seat. Some diligent vegetable sellers go there early at midnight just to grab a better seat.
It was naturally boring to go so early.
So, these vegetable sellers were chatting and gossiping among each other there, and their voices were quite loud. In addition, it was very quiet at midnight, so the chatter and nonsense of these people seemed to be particularly loud.
And it will get bigger and bigger, because as time goes by, at one o'clock in the morning, two o'clock in the morning...at four or five o'clock in the morning, more and more vegetable vendors will come to the vegetable market. Naturally, more and more people will chat and talk nonsense.
Come more and more.
During the first few days of renting there, Comrade Xu regretted it very much.
My intestines are so wet.
I have asked myself countless times: Why should I rent a house here? Why?
You shouldn’t save so much on rent!
Every night after 12 o'clock, the sound of the vegetable market outside the window penetrated into his ears like a magical sound. At three or four o'clock in the morning, when he was very sleepy, the chatter outside the window was already like five hundred ducks quacking.
The ground screamed non-stop.
That feeling is absolutely refreshing.
If he hadn't learned to stuff cotton balls into his ears, he would never have been able to live there for more than a year.
Of course, the past is gone like smoke.
However, since then, Comrade Xu has learned that if you go shopping earlier in the morning, it will be fine, there will be no problem at all! The vegetable seller will definitely go there earlier than you.
No, at 5 o'clock in the morning the next day as promised to Mr. Zhang, when he, Xu Tonglin, and Ge Lianghua came to the vegetable market, although it was not yet dawn, the stalls in the vegetable market had already been set up early.
Some stall owners are smoking; some stall owners are wrapped in quilts and lying on lounge chairs to catch up on their sleep; some stall owners are chatting and nonsense...
The three of them successfully bought all the ingredients they wanted to buy today. Because it was early enough, not only were the dishes fresh, but they were also cheaper than usual.
When coming out of the vegetable market, Xu Tonglin also suggested: "Xiaodao, since it's fresh and cheap to buy vegetables earlier, how about we come earlier every day in the future?"
Ge Lianghua yawned, "It's so early every day, can you get up?"
Xu Tonglin blurted out: "As long as I can save money, I will definitely be able to get up!"
Ge Lianghua sneered, "I almost forgot that you also have shares in this store. You really are obsessed with money."
Xu Tonglin was not ashamed, but rather proud, "When doing business, you have to be careful and careful!"
Ge Lianghua gave him a thumbs up and didn't bother to argue with him.
Xu Tongdao said: "Forget it in winter, business is not very good now anyway, and we don't use many vegetables every day. Let's wait until the weather gets warmer next year!"
If it weren't for ensuring that the store uses as fresh ingredients as possible every day to ensure the quality of the dishes, in fact, based on the recent business situation of their store, it would be perfectly fine to come to the vegetable market to buy vegetables every two or three days.
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When he arrived at the store, Xu Tongdao grabbed half a piece of mutton with both hands, walked quickly into the kitchen, and began to prepare mutton steamed dumplings.
As for the ingredients they just bought, they were handed over to Xu Tonglin and Ge Lianghua to move into the store.
By the time they finished moving the ingredients, Xu Tongdao's mutton filling hadn't been chopped yet.
"You guys should go back and catch up on your sleep first! You don't need to stay with me here."
"Okay! Let's go then?"
"let's go!"
Xu Tongdao sent Xu Tonglin and Ge Lianghua away, and he was busy in the kitchen alone.
I was working alone in the kitchen, and everything was quiet.
My mind wanders easily.
He recalled how when he was a child, his mother would make dumplings every New Year.
In fact, when he was a child, the conditions at home were not good, but every Chinese New Year, his mother Ge Xiaozhu would still make some dumplings. Later, when he grew up, he realized that this was a habit his mother had developed with his grandmother since childhood.
There is a habit of making dumplings every year before the Chinese New Year.
Xu Tongdao remembers that when he was a child, his mother made dumplings every year... sometimes with pork and leek fillings, sometimes with pork and cabbage fillings, but more often, with egg and leek fillings, or egg white and vegetable fillings.
I can’t afford meat! So I make do with home-produced eggs.
But it’s delicious!
At least in his childhood memory, he loved eating the dumplings his mother made every year before the Chinese New Year.
Only later, when he grew up, did he slowly realize that it was not the dumplings made by his mother that were delicious, but that he had never eaten anything delicious when he was a child, so he was easily satisfied.
Because when he grew up and his family could afford meat, he always felt that the dumplings made by his mother were just average.
Thinking about it, Tongdao Xu smiled by himself.
In fact, he still missed it.
I miss the carefree days of my childhood, my joy every time I saw meat in the dishes, and my happiness every time there was fish on the table.
It's a pity that he can never go back to those days when he was easily satisfied.
He thought... The reason why Mr. Zhang and his old mother always miss the whole sheep feast... they must also be missing the years and the person who made the whole sheep feast, right?
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In the early morning, before the mist outside the store had dissipated, Mr. Zhang's black Mercedes-Benz drove up and stopped on the roadside.
Comrade Xu, who had been sitting at the bar waiting for a long time, heard the sound, looked up and saw Mr. Zhang getting out of the car in a hurry.
Comrade Xu subconsciously raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch - 6:44.
Thinking that Mr. Zhang's old mother was going to have an operation this morning, and it was now 6:44, even though Comrade Xu never believed in fate, his expression changed slightly at this moment.
Reason told him that this was a coincidence!
But he still felt in his heart that this was not a good sign.
Mr. Zhang trotted into the store. When he saw Tongdao Xu, he asked from a distance: "Little master, are the mutton steamed dumplings I want ready?"
"It's done! Just wait a moment and I'll pack it for you!"
Comrade Xu was not a stickman, so he did not tell Mr. Zhang any "omen".
On this day, if he dared to say something unlucky, Mr. Zhang would probably beat him up no matter how good-tempered he was.
As Xu Tongdao said, he quickly got up and went to the kitchen to pack steamed dumplings.
When the packaged mutton steamed dumplings were handed over to Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang dropped a hundred yuan and left. As he walked, he left a message: "Thank you, little master! I will thank you again later! I will first