Chapter 3556 Talent
“I said something wrong before, so I will punish myself with a glass of wine first, and you will drink more.”
After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, she raised her head and drank the wine in the bowl. Bottom up.
Nima, this wine is really bad. It is probably the kind of bad wine that you can buy a jar for ten cents.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing drinking so happily and apologizing, Shopkeeper Wu's expression softened a bit.
"Girl, don't be afraid. I'm not angry at you. I have a grudge against the opposite family and it has nothing to do with the girl."
Shopkeeper Wu said in a deep voice, and also picked up the wine glass in his hand to take a sip. He took a big sip and then sat there, frowning and sighing.
Seeing this momentum, Yang Ruoqing knew that the wine was making her sad, and shopkeeper Wu wanted to talk.
So, she quickly picked up the wine jar and filled the wine glasses in front of the two of them. Then she held her chin with both hands, looking forward to Shopkeeper Wu's story...
Buyer Wu He glanced at the lobby and said to himself: "I'm not afraid of girls' jokes. Mr. Wu is just thirty years old this year. I grew up in this shop when I was a child."
"Our Wu family has been making pancakes since my great-grandfather, who is from Helanzhou." I fled the famine and came to the capital.”
“My grandfather married my grandfather by setting up a pancake stall at the night market. My mother gave birth to my father.”
“Later, I opened a small shop and continued to make pancakes. The neighbors on the street all liked to eat our Wu’s pancakes.”
"My grandmother made it in the shop at home, and my grandfather would carry a load and sell it along the street."
"In this way, our Wu family's pancakes became better and better, and two or three branches were opened on one street."
"In my father's generation, my father figured out several different ways of making pancakes and How to eat, pancakes, stuffed pancakes , knife-cut cakes, thousand-layer cakes, hand cakes, crumb cakes, in-law cakes, sesame crisp cakes..."
"My family's business reached its peak at that time, and it was from that time on, My dad bought the busiest place on Jingtian Street Among the shops on Hua Road, Wu Ji Pancake once became the highlight of this street.”
“From the time it opens in the morning to the time it closes at night, there is an endless stream of diners in the shop. My father is busy taking care of business, and my mother. greet customers, I also asked several guys to help me.”
“That was the happiest time for me. I would play in the shop every day. If only my life could go on like this...”
Shopkeeper Wu narrowed his eyes, his eyes wandering, as if time travel brought him back to his childhood, the best time in his memory.
Yang Ruoqing was also listening carefully. This story, among so many others, is a very inspiring story.
There must be a turning point next, otherwise Shopkeeper Wu would not be so drunk and lonely...
Sure enough, Shopkeeper Wu sighed and said: "There are unforeseen circumstances in my family's business. The most popular time At that time, my father suddenly fell ill and passed away, leaving my mother and I to guard this shop and depend on each other."
"My mother is a woman after all. Although she can also make cakes, she is far inferior to my father. .”
"Besides, when you open a business, you have to show your face and deal with people from all walks of life."
"It's a difficult road for a widow with a young son..."
"My grandfather and I When my father was alive, he originally planned for me to go to school and give up business and study literature."
"So my father didn't teach me how to do it. He even asked me to stay away from the stove. He said that my hands could only hold pen and ink, and could never knead dough, blow the bellows, or make pancakes. "But my father is dead, and my mother can't support it alone." , as the only man in the family, I dropped out of school at the age of twelve and came home to learn how to make cakes from my mother, hoping to support the family.”
Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but nod secretly, silently applauding Shopkeeper Wu for his responsibility.
Although he is only 1.5 meters tall, his sense of responsibility is not inferior to that of those 1.8 meter strong men!
"Girl, do you think this is strange?" Shopkeeper Wu continued. He raised his hands and turned them over in front of his eyes to look at them carefully.
“When I was studying in school, my handwriting was the worst in the class. My husband hit me with a ruler several times.”
“But I am just clumsy and I can’t learn anything. Yes, I can’t write well.”
"But this guy who picked up the pancakes, my hands felt like they were alive. My mother taught me how to make more than a dozen pancakes twice, and I actually learned them all..."
< br>"Giggle..." Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but laugh a few times.
"Shopkeeper Wu, this is your talent. Talent is the most magical, you are born with it!" she said.
Shopkeeper Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Indeed, I am quite talented in making cakes. I gradually propped up the shop. When the business was at its best, I paid off the money my father bought for me. "In addition to the foreign debt I owed when I opened this shop,"
"In addition, I also saved one hundred taels of silver."
"When I reached the age of marriageable age, my mother began to worry because other girls looked down on me because of my height."
"They took a fancy to my shop and my money and wanted to marry me. I don’t like the girl who gave it to me.”
“My mother said that if it doesn’t work, just go to Renyazi and buy an honest girl. It’s nothing more than success. Having a child out of wedlock will leave a heir for our Wu family, and the pancake making skill will be passed down in the future.” ”
“We want to live together. If two people don’t get along, or something else, it will be boring. ”
"In this way, it was not until I was twenty-seven years old that Mrs. Song, who was selling tea eggs on the street, came to my shop one day to finish eating pancakes. My mother was kind-hearted, seeing that Mrs. Song was still selling tea on the street at such an old age. Poor Dangui, he didn’t ask for her money.”
“Who would have thought that two days later, Mrs. Song came again? I brought over a twenty-eight-year-old girl."
"That girl is really pretty, and her eyes look like she can talk."
"She is also tall. Tall, well, almost a little taller than you, girl." Shopkeeper Wu glanced at Yang Ruoqing and gestured.
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows. She was 1.65 meters tall, which made her stand out among the women of this era.
That girl is a little taller than me, she is really a long-legged beauty!
"Song Po said that the girl was her distant niece, named Wang Lianlian. She had no father or mother since she was a child, and she lived with her uncle and aunt."
"Later, my uncle and aunt were greedy for money and took her. She was sold to an old local rich man as his concubine. The old rich man died within a year. , the eldest wife and sons of the old rich man’s family kicked her out.”
“The girl had nowhere to go and didn’t want to go back to her uncle’s house to suffer, so she came to seek refuge with Mrs. Song, a distant relative. Aunt..."
(End of this chapter)