What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 3 Fans of Netizens
"Brother Zhang, here is a hidden food."

In front of this small Taoist temple is a store that sells milk tea and herbal tea. This place is Zhang Jiachang’s main source of income. After all, the old house behind him is a cultural relic unit and cannot be bought or rented. The sideline business of some milk tea and herbal tea is to manage life.

There is neither too much nor too little money every month, so I can live a stable life and still have a little savings.

If it weren't for the talking cat in the backyard, he would look like an ordinary person wandering around in a big city.

But of course it was far more than just a talking cat, he had to take care of a little girl who didn't talk, and a man who had never been in a relationship before became both a teacher and a father, which was actually quite hard work.

As for why it was the master, he actually didn't know, but his father asked him to do it, so he did it.And although Niannian is young and doesn't speak, the little guy is very sensible, so he took it with Zhang Ge, and after so many years, he has developed feelings.

"Hidden food." Zhang Jiachang shook his head, bent down and took out a plate of tinfoil-wrapped chicken from the cabinet and put it into the mud stove behind him: "Four 10 minutes."

Most of the people who come to this place to eat are neighbors. Zhang Jiachang has lived in this place since he was a child. Although he is not very old, he is an old resident. There are fewer and fewer young people around him. Always fight with this old district here.

"Brother Chang, two grilled sausages, pearl milk and half sugar."

There was a constant stream of business during the evening rush hour, and he was in a hurry at the counter alone.

At this time, the person on the bar who had been sitting in the store since he got off work looked up at Zhang Jiachang and said, "If you want me to tell you, don't be so stubborn, just find a clerk."

"You said it lightly." Zhang Jiachang shook his head helplessly: "Please ask for at least 3000 yuan a month for one person. Where will the money come from?"

"I'll give it to you. It's meaningless to talk about the identity between us brothers."

The speaker was one of Zhang Jiachang's childhood friends, named Yang Junfeng.In his life, he belonged to the classic rich second generation who would go home and inherit the [-] mu forest farm in the northeast and the thirteen import and export companies in Hu Jian's side if he didn't work hard to make a career out of it.

He formed a "very unreliable team" with another two young men. Today, the other one didn't know where to go. They basically spent their time here every day, walking cats and dogs without doing their jobs.

He has a lot of money. When his grandfather passed away, it is said that the family property was divided into three shares. His father got one share, and he and his elder brother each shared cash property. And his elder brother also passed away a few years ago, so their property belonged to the under his name.

He didn't say how much it was, but the monthly interest in the bank would allow him to spend endlessly in bed.

And he just doesn't have that kind of profligate personality, the biggest daily consumption is drinking milk tea in Zhang Jiachang's shop.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hey, you can give me a sense of participation. Is it worth it for me to become a shareholder? I hired this person. I won't pay you for eating here in the future. What do you think?" Yang Junfeng sighed and said, "In your room Except for Niannian and my dog ​​sister, even the mouse is a male, I really can't stand it anymore, you should hire a beautiful girl, I will accept whatever money you pay."

"Oh, you've been messing around for a long time just to find a girl?" Zhang Jiachang asked with a smile, "Why don't you just buy some kind of Ferrari and drive it around the gate of the university?"

"You don't understand, what I want is pure love! The mutual sympathy accumulated slowly, this pot is love." After Yang Junfeng finished speaking, he walked to the side and picked up the small glowing blackboard: "Recruitment, our store is due to For business needs, a shop assistant is specially recruited, aged 18 to 25, with good facial features, hard work, five insurances and one housing fund, and three times the salary during holidays, with a salary of 5K-9K."

"You have given too much." Zhang Jiachang took a breath: "This is more than what I earn in a month."

"It's also... breaking the rules." Yang Junfeng erased the numbers on the top and thought for a moment: "3K to 4K5, this should work. After all, there are five insurances and one housing fund and three times the salary."

Zhang Jiachang couldn't be more stubborn than him. This guy thought that every time he did it, he would do something impulsive.

After Yang Junfeng put the sign at the door, he posted the recruitment information on his mobile phone. He took the milk tea and walked back: "I'll go and see the girl you hid."

"Watch out for the rhubarb."

"Rhubarb is here?" Yang Junfeng shuddered: "I won't go, I won't go..."

In fact, even Zhang Jiachang doesn't know why rhubarb can be so hated by gods and ghosts. In fact, apart from being able to talk and being a little wordy, there is actually nothing that people can criticize. God, it's actually very conscientious.

And at this moment, Xu Wei had already walked into the milk tea shop through that door. She looked around and felt a sense of traveling through time and space. Behind her was a simple and old Taoist temple, but it was just separated by a wall, but there was nothing special about it. milk tea shop.

All of a sudden, the metaphysical world composed of talking cats, weird Taoist temples, eerie little girls and mottled brick walls is pulled into a materialistic world of prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony.

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai hei!"

Zhang Jiachang glanced back, smiled and nodded at Xu Wei, and Xu Wei also nodded.

"Hello...my friend has been urging me, can I really not go?" Xu Wei's cell phone rang again at this time, she picked up the cell phone and looked at it, only to see that the netizen who had already made an appointment had already She began to swipe her screen.

Seeing the words "Where are you, why don't you come" all over the screen, Xu Wei was also taken aback.

She buckled the phone on the table, but the message notification kept buzzing there.

Seeing that her complexion was not very good, Yang Junfeng leaned over and asked, "Did you quarrel with your boyfriend?"

Xu Wei shook her head quickly, and roughly told Yang Junfeng about the matter: "Then the fortune teller asked me to come here, and then... I fell and passed out, but I'm fine now."

"The rat asked you to come." Yang Junfeng pinched his chin and pondered for a long time: "Did Dahuang ask you to buy canned food for it?"

"I bought..."

"What about after you buy it?"

Xu Wei was silent for a few seconds, then said: "Da Huang told me not to go..."

"Yeah." Yang Junfeng nodded and said, "I heard Da Huang is right."

Yang Junfeng and Zhang Jiachang grew up together, of course he knows how magical this small courtyard is, and although the dead cat Rhubarb is fine and likes to brag, pretend, and talk nonsense, if it takes the initiative to ask for tribute and gives it If it is a tribute, then it is best to listen to what it says, and it will be bad luck if you don’t listen.

And just when Xu Wei was full of doubts, his mobile phone vibrated like an electric stick again. When she picked up the mobile phone, her expression became even weirder, and her complexion also changed.

"Gu, did she encounter something unclean?" Yang Junfeng asked curiously, "Otherwise Rhubarb wouldn't ask her for something."

Seeing that Zhang Jiachang was busy there and didn't respond, Yang Junfeng yelled: "Say something, really, it's fate for the little girl to meet again, why don't you help her?"

Zhang Jiachang took out a cup of milk tea and put it on someone's table at this time, but when he walked back, he took the phone out of Xu Wei's hand with a smile on his face.

Flipping through the message above, it has changed from "where are you, why are you not here" to "I saw you".

Zhang Jiachang looked at it for a while, and directly blocked this person and deleted him as a friend.

Unexpectedly, even after blocking and deleting, within two seconds, that person's profile picture popped up again.

"Who did you see?" Yang Junfeng leaned over to take a look, and then ran to the door to look around. When he came back, his face was full of suspicion: "There is no one outside."

Zhang Jiachang didn't answer, but just clicked on the video function, and soon a dark picture appeared inside.

"Who are you!"

A human voice came from the black screen, a little hoarse, but much better than Rhubarb's voice.

"I picked up a mobile phone, and I was about to hand it over to the police uncle." Zhang Jiachang smiled and said, "Do you know the owner of the mobile phone?"

"Boy, I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

Zhang Jiachang didn't say anything, just sent a location, and then hung up the video.

Xu Wei, who witnessed the whole process, is actually very scared now, because just now she was the one who wanted Zhang Jiachang to delete the friend she wanted to meet, but...

"Don't mess with netizens next time." Zhang Jiachang returned the phone to her: "Have you downloaded the APP of the National Anti-Fraud Center yet? Just download it if you haven't already. It's really easy to use."

Xu Wei took the phone tremblingly, and looked at Zhang Jiachang anxiously: "Did you send him the address?"

"En." Zhang Jiachang nodded.

He just nodded but didn't explain, which made Xu Wei very confused, but Yang Junfeng next to him explained for him: "Don't worry, this place is not something that everyone can come to whenever they want."

While the few people were talking, a message popped up on Yang Junfeng's cell phone. He glanced at it and clicked his tongue: "Gu, it seems that the city is not peaceful recently, and several people have gone away."

"Ah."

Xu Wei asked curiously, "Why have you left so many?"

"The news in our group is that there was a serial murder case in the city, and several girls from other places died. Now even the task force from the provincial capital is here. Don't spread it randomly, it's just gossip."

When Yang Junfeng said this, he suddenly looked up at Xu Wei, and then at Zhang Jiachang, his face suddenly changed.

"Aren't you a local?" Zhang Jiachang asked casually.

"Well, I'm from Linshi, and I'm here to meet a friend, but..."

Speaking of this, Xu Wei seemed to have reacted, her heart rate soared instantly, and there was an inexplicable panic in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)