Chapter 1 [Lamb Kebab Hawker]

001 In the farmers' market in the West District of Zhonghai City, the hustle and bustle of pedestrians and vehicles shuttled in the evening. On the ground where the vegetable leaves and sewage are flowing, all kinds of shop signs with withered paint, and occasionally the monotonous neon lights of a few shops have flashed. Workers returning home, children from school, elderly people shopping for vegetables, and passers-by of all kinds of dusty things make the gray sky even more dull.

Perhaps in such an international metropolis, such a block is like the stain that people despise the most in their hearts, and they only hope that they never appear.

On the side of a low wall near the intersection, there is a person who is leisurely doing things that are not very glorious in the eyes of others.

This is a young man selling mutton kebabs, wearing a white vest, with oil stains and jet black all over his body, a pair of brown pants underneath, and a pair of dull blue plastic slippers.

The young man's hair is a little messy, but his handsome face, which looks a little mature, has good features. If you look closely, there is still the smell of a man. It's a pity that no matter how he looks, the girls walking on the street won't give him a second look, because he's just a mutton kebab seller.

The young people put aside a few skewers that were just grilled. The weather is hot and it is easy to bake, but it is difficult to sell them. Although 50 cents for two skewers is quite cheap, after a whole day, they only made a dozen dollars. , just enough for two meals.

However, there was not much depression on the young man's face, but with a contented and leisurely expression, he sat down on the small bench behind him and looked at the busy and anxious scene in front of him. Such a scene seemed to be the most beautiful scenery. .

"Old Li, the money promised two days ago should be handed over!" A voice like a drake's neck suddenly appeared aside.

There were three boys who appeared to be under 20. They were dressed in air. One of them stood up, with a silver metal chain hanging on the head. There were several holes in the jeans. Smoking a cigarette.

Lao Li is a hawker selling fried snacks, right next to the young man. Similarly, there is no business on a hot day, so he is sitting and worrying.

"This..." Old Li said with a bitter face, "My young master, you should be more concerned, looking at the hot weather, how can I pay if I have no business..."

"I said Lao Li, don't be ashamed of your face, if it weren't for our brother Feng covering you here, your stall would have been demolished." The younger brother who followed threatened and flattered.

The little gangster who was called Brother Feng looked very proud, grinned and patted the flattering little man, and then said to Old Li: "Today, this protection fee, whether you give it or not, I have to get the money, otherwise, I'll blow up your stall now!" After speaking, he picked up a bunch of ham sausages, took two big bites, and threw the remaining half to the ground.

Lao Li was helpless, and clung to the small stack of banknotes in his pocket, intending to just waste it like this. It was the money for his wife to see a doctor and buy medicine. How could he bear to be so "filial" to these rascals! ?

"I'll give it to him." The young man selling mutton kebabs came over suddenly, took out a few dry bills from his trouser pocket, the total amount would not exceed one hundred yuan, and handed them over, neither salty nor bland. He said, "That's it. Old Li is old and needs money urgently. You should also accumulate some yin and virtue."

The little bastard narrowed his eyes and smiled, he reached out and took the few banknotes and handed them over to the younger brother behind him, "Yang Chen, you have to pretend to be a good person, you haven't paid your own protection fee yet!"

Yang Chen frowned, feeling in his heart that these little guys didn't study hard at a young age, why should they be gangsters, but he's not their father, he doesn't want to say anything, and he doesn't want to cause trouble, he said lightly: " Tomorrow, tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm not an unreasonable person, everyone cooperate well, I will protect your business, you pay me, it's just and right... I'll come back tomorrow to collect it." After that, the little gangster brought two followers to swagger. Small vendors elsewhere went.

At this moment, Lao Li's eyes were already flushed, and he looked at Yang Chen with a bit of bitterness, "Xiao Yang, why are you so troubled, you always help me pay for those bastards, I can't feel it in my heart..."

"Lao Li, don't say that. When I first came here, I was unfamiliar. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have a half-talking friend. You are my benefactor, and I will repay you."

"You young man... What are you saying..." Old Li seemed to know that he couldn't beat Yang Chen, so he could only sigh silently.

Yang Chen smiled nonchalantly. He smiled lightly, but he was very sincere. He was not affected by the extortion just now, "By the way, how is your wife's illness?"

Old Li's eyes were full of gratitude, "Thanks to you lending me money to perform surgery on my wife a while ago, now I just need to go for more examinations and take some medicine."

"Oh, that's good, I wish her a speedy recovery." Yang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

Old Li smiled bitterly, "Xiao Yang, if you borrow my money, I will definitely pay you back. If I can't pay it back until I die, I will ask my daughter to pay you back... ah, if it wasn't for me, your hundreds of thousands of yuan Money can definitely open a good store, what's the use of selling mutton kebabs, and being fooled by those little bastards."

Yang Chen curled his lips, "I quite like this kind of day, selling mutton skewers is not bad, it's simple and you can have a few meals together."

"I told you..." Lao Li said a little depressedly: "Xiao Yang, you are only twenty-three or four years old, and a young man of his age, if you don't go to college or work hard to climb up, you I don't even have a girlfriend now, are you going to keep selling mutton skewers like this? You're not in a hurry, I'm worried."

Seeing Lao Li's true feelings for himself, Yang Chen unconsciously showed a bit of bitterness at the corners of his mouth. He was not in a hurry, but didn't think about it at all.

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After night fell, Yang Chen packed up the stall and pushed the unicycle back to the dilapidated small apartment he rented.

This is a small building that I don't know how many years old. The monthly rent is only 100 yuan, and it is so cheap because no one lives there. Yang Chen is not worried about the collapse of the house like others. Seeing that it is very cheap, then lived in.

The furnishings in Yang Chen's house are very simple, almost all of them are second-hand goods picked up from outside, beds, cabinets, chairs, and a TV that only CCTV can watch.

After pushing the contents of the stall into his small room, Yang Chen glanced at the calendar on the wall, counted the days, suddenly remembered something, and immediately ran into the toilet.

In less than five minutes, after taking a cold shower, Yang Chen walked out of the bathroom with his body up. His skin was a healthy wheat color, with well-proportioned lines, and each muscle was not very conspicuous, but upon careful observation, he could feel a hidden Masculine beauty.

Walking to the big wooden cabinet beside the bed, Yang Chen scratched his wet hair in distress, looked at the messy clothes inside, and after choosing a few pieces, he finally put on a beige shirt, and wore a Light linen trousers, still the plastic slippers on his feet.

After leaving the door, Yang Chen went straight to the most prosperous commercial street in the West District. It was also the only street in the dilapidated West District that was known as the "Bar Street".

The feasting nightlife has already filled the air, with colorful skirts and a variety of perfume scents, as soon as you enter the bar street, the urban atmosphere will swept up.

Yang Chen didn't drool at the white woman's thighs on the street like other young people, or blatantly, or sullenly and voyeuristically, but went straight to the door of a bar called "ROSE".

The neon signs of the bar are not very dazzling, only a medium-sized bar showing a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, with colorful rose-like lights embellishing the billboards.

After entering the bar, Yang Chen walked along the side to the bar counter, and sat down against the corner.

"Brother Chen, you're here." The young bartender in a black suit and vest saw Yang Chen, showing a warm smile, and at the same time brought a glass of water, "Sister Qiangwei has been waiting for you for a long time."

Yang Chen smiled at him, took the glass and took a sip of water, "Sister Qiangwei, aren't you angry, I got home a little late, so I'm late."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry," the pimples on Xiao Zhao Yuanyuan's face seemed to be laughing, and whispered to Yang Chen: "Brother Chen, teach me if you have time, what means do you use to make even our sister Qiangwei soak in it? ? You must know that all the men in Zhonghai who are interested in our lady boss can line up from the west area to the mouth of the sea. I haven't seen our lady boss who cares so much about a man for so many years. But now, just to ask if you have come, I've been asked no less than five times today..."

"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Qiangwei and I don't have as many things as you think..." Yang Chen helplessly replied lightly.

Xiao Zhao had an expression of "I don't believe I'm beaten to death", and then he sighed again, "Ah...Brother Chen, to be honest, you are really at home with your ruthlessness. To be able to soak in the national beauty and beauty of our boss lady, which one? Men can't be clingy every day. It's just you, so rare to come here, and let beautiful women always wait for you. Otherwise, what you can't get is the best, and this applies to women too... …”

Just as Xiao Zhao was exaggerating with the appearance of a lover, a charming yet dignified and graceful voice came from behind him, "Xiao Zhao, how many times do you think your salary will be deducted by me?"

Xiao Zhao seemed to be stunned by the electric current running through his body, and when he regained his senses, he immediately flashed to the side, and continued to pretend to mix drinks seriously, as if nothing had happened, but the cold sweat on his forehead showed the timidity in his heart. .

A modern and magnificent cheongsam, which is faintly charming and sexy from the slits to the thighs, full breasts and slender waists, with a lustrous face that looks like a carefully portrayed porcelain, with a few strands of lavender show on the shoulders Fa, it was such a young woman like a person in a painting, and she walked in front of Yang Chen.

With a smile in the corner of Yang Chen's eyes, he looked at the woman without embarrassment, and said sincerely, "Sister Qiangwei, you are so beautiful, I wish you a happy birthday."