Chapter 13 The Donkey at the Mill
Cai Gen was still asleep on the camp bed.
The camp bed was very narrow, less than one meter wide. Several iron pipes supported a piece of canvas. It had few points of strength and was very soft.
Due to bearing Cai Gen's 200 kilograms of weight, the camp bed groaned in pain every time he turned over.
The sound of "creak" and "creak" echoed in the empty store. Cai Gen slept uneasily and kept turning over.
He was dreaming, and for Cai Gen, who had always had a high quality of sleep, the dream was also very new to him.
Standing on the top of a mountain, is it a tourist attraction?
No plants, bare.
There is only a huge millstone, it must be a millstone, but it has handrails like a ship's rudder.
Various colorful thin wires connect the millstone from the sky to the ground. It is very complicated, a bit like the PCB circuit board Cai Gen has seen before, which is as complicated as 8 and 10 layers.
From time to time, various light spots fly into the center of the millstone.
There are mostly black ones, very few white ones, and even fewer other colors.
The black one goes into the millstone and nothing happens.
The white enters the millstone, which rotates slightly.
Other colors go into the millstone, which turns slightly wider.
As the millstone rotates, the colorful thin threads are pulled, giving the lifeless space a little life.
Perhaps due to lack of fuel, the millstone rotates very slowly, very slowly, as if it will stop at any time and never rotate again.
Cai Gen is really like visiting a tourist attraction. The millstone is so big that I walked around it for a long time.
There are many patterns with unknown meanings engraved on the millstone, which shine brightly as they rotate.
After looking at it for a long time, Cai Gen felt that he was short of hands. He touched the armrest on the millstone with his hand. It was very familiar, as if he was holding his right hand with his left hand.
With a slight exertion, or no exertion at all, just as casually as raising a hand to rub your eyes, the huge millstone rotated greatly.
As if it were weightless, it suddenly moved the thin wire connected to the grindstone.
It may have been a long time since it had rotated at such a large scale, and the thin line connecting the millstone didn't seem to react at all.
Then they seemed to remind each other.
"What are you still doing? Move. Now that you can move, hurry up and move."
Then the whole space is colorful and full of vitality.
It's like spring has come, birds are chirping, insects are chirping, grasses are showing their heads, flowers are showing their faces, and all things on the earth are beginning to revive.
The sudden change shocked Cai Gen. He quickly let go of the handrail and moved away from the millstone. Could it be that he had damaged it? Will someone seek compensation from me?
After waiting for a long time, everything returned to calm and became like a dead sheep again.
No one came to find him, so Cai Gen was a little relieved. If he had to pay for it, he wouldn't be able to afford it even if he sold his house or land for such a big millstone.
I still want to touch the handrail to feel refreshed, because I felt really good just now, as if I could dominate all things. I stretched my hand towards the handrail of the millstone before it touched it
“The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the land, and the Chinese people are really ambitious”
Cai Gen woke up with a start and picked up the phone. It was not a local number. He picked up the phone in confusion,
"Hello?"
The voice on the other side was very excited and kind. She was a little girl.
"Hello, Mr. Cai, you are a platinum customer of our securities company,"
After hanging up the phone, Cai Gen closed his eyes again and tried his best to recall the millstone just now.
But just like everyone's dream, they can only remember a feeling, and the details of the specific event are very vague.
That feeling is that the feeling of the left hand touching the right hand is very familiar, as if I was born to touch the armrest. Was he a donkey in his previous life, destined to be a grinder? When he thought of this, Cai Gen felt bad all over.
“The spring breeze of reform is blowing all over the land, and the Chinese people are really ambitious”
This sales call was very persistent. I looked at the time and saw that it was 8pm.
The little girl who is still working overtime in a big city hasn't gotten off work after 8 o'clock. Maybe it's because today's telemarketing task hasn't been completed yet!
100 calls a day? 500 phone calls? The law of large numbers? The 28/20 theorem?
I'm still working at this time. I guess there will be no public transportation after get off work. I should take the subway. The last bus of Line 1 and Line 2 is around 11 o'clock. I should live in an urban village or in a basement.
He sounds so enthusiastic when he makes phone calls. It seems that he has just finished training and has just entered the industry. He is in the mad dog stage. He thinks that everything is possible and every phone call is an opportunity to succeed through his own efforts.
Cai Gen was thinking wildly and answered the phone,
"Hello, Mr. Cai, you are a platinum customer of our securities company, and now we have several new stocks recommended to you"
This time, Cai Gen did not hang up the phone. He asked for a few words from time to time, and after 20 minutes, he finally agreed to think about it and ended the call.
As a little girl in a big city, I can only help you so much. Although your work has not made any substantial progress, I can be an effective phone call to help you practice your speaking skills.
If it can encourage your enthusiasm for work, then it is best to finish the task early and go home early.
However, if you think about it on the other hand, is this kind of encouragement good or bad? Cai Gen blamed himself again for giving the little girl hope, and was so entangled.
Forget it, I’m so hungry.
Cai Gen got up and saw that the store was dark. He had slept all day, but there was still no business, otherwise he would have woken himself up.
Quickly turn on the lights in the store, and the dark room suddenly becomes brighter.
At the empty dining table, I suddenly thought of what the flies said in the morning, and felt a little guilty.
Looking outside, is the room full? Are there all men, women and children?
Opening the glass door, it was so cold outside. Looking in through the window, it was still empty. Cai Gen felt relieved.
Back in the house, Cai Gen saw the car keys on the bar. It turned out that his wife had been here and saw him sleeping, but did not wake him up. He could drive to deliver food tonight.
I went to the kitchen, turned on the TV, lit the gas, boiled a bowl of water, and waited for the water to boil.
Suddenly I remembered that when I ran to the front hall, the cigarette was still on the table, and the flies still had some bottom line in doing things.
I opened the cigarette case, and there was only one cigarette left. I took it out and lit it. It’s really hard to smoke a fake cigarette, especially the first one after waking up.
Cai Gen didn't wait in the kitchen for the water to boil. He went to the supermarket and bought a pack of cigarettes, which cost 7 yuan. The lady who sold steamed buns in the morning couldn't say anything.
On the way back, I saw my car parked at the gate of the community. I felt more comfortable. I didn't have to suffer from the cold when delivering food at night.
The water has boiled, I cooked the leftover instant noodles from yesterday, and turned on the TV to The World on My Tongue.
Along with the delicacies from all over the world, we began to feast on, well, feast on instant noodles.
"You have a new takeout order, please process it immediately. You have a new takeout order, please process it immediately."
Cai Gen quickly ran to the bar and took orders in front of the computer.
Fortunately, it is not a red romantic hotel, but a residence.
This is a good sign today. It’s only 8 o’clock.
In the past, other businesses were closed and people came in after 12 o'clock. Cai Gen felt very happy.
Gu Gu said: "The bamboo shadow sweeps the steps without moving the dust, and the moon wheel passes through the swamp water without leaving a trace." My scholar said: "The water flow is always calm despite the emergency, and the flowers fall frequently, but the mind is at ease." People often hold this idea and use it to express their feelings. Taking things into consideration, your body and mind are so at ease. Quoted from "Cai Gen Tan"
(End of chapter)