Chapter 17 Hand-fried skewers The bluestone-paved pedestrian street was gradually shrouded in rain and fog, as if covered with a veil. The drizzle danced under the warm light, hitting the umbrella, making a rustling sound. Zhao Yaqian stood next to him holding an umbrella, blinking her big eyes and said, "I was just thinking about calling you to ask if you had an umbrella, but I didn't expect to see you." "Thank you." Tang Song looked at her and couldn't help but smile. "You're welcome. Let's go over there." "The fried skewers shop is not far away. Walk to the end of this street and turn left for 300 meters." The pedestrian street is bustling with people coming and going, and there is also the sound of music. Tang Song felt particularly peaceful and comfortable hiding under the umbrella. The nose is filled with a fresh and sweet body scent mixed with the scent of moist earth, which is very refreshing. Just by slightly sideways glance you can see Zhao Yaqian's delicate and three-dimensional profile.
She has a full forehead, with slightly tilted bangs resting on her forehead, a high nose bridge, and rosy and plump lips. The rain was blown by the wind onto her thick and long eyelashes, and when they trembled slightly, they looked like the dancing of butterfly wings. Tang Song seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and he reached out and grasped the umbrella handle. When the little finger of her right hand touched Zhao Yaqian's index finger, it felt like an electric current flowing through her. Zhao Yaqian looked over in confusion. "Well, this umbrella is quite heavy, and there's wind. Let me hold it." "Oh, okay." Tang Song breathed a sigh of relief. If it were the old him, he would definitely not have such courage. …… The name of the fried skewers shop is very simple, it is called Handmade Fried Skewers. The shop is not big, only about 40 square meters, with 6 or 7 tables. Against the wall is a row of fresh-keeping refrigerators, which contain a variety of ingredients. "The juicy sweet potato skin here is delicious. Give me two, one for each of us." "I want both the starch sausage and the king of kings. The vegetarian steak is also good. There are also quail eggs and lamb skewers." "Oh, by the way, vegetables are also necessary, such as cabbage, bean curd, coriander, potato towers..." When Zhao Yaqian walked into the store, she seemed to have entered her home court and began to choose skewers. She showed the liveliness that a girl of her age should have. Soon, the glass basin in her hand was filled to the brim.
Zhao Yaqian smiled and said, "I haven't been here for almost half a month. This time I want to eat my fill. Brother Song, please don't be polite. Just take whatever you like." After all, I accepted the earrings worth 700 yuan from my friend. Although Zhao Yaqian didn't have much money, she still wanted to spend it. "That's enough. There's so much food. We definitely can't finish it." Tang Song pointed to the glass basin. Zhao Yaqian licked her lips and said, "That's it for now. If it's not enough, order more!" Putting the skewers on the counter, the somewhat bald shop owner used a calculator to do the calculations. A total of 32 strings, 115 pieces. Amid Zhao Yaqian's sweet compliments, the boss generously reduced the price by 5 yuan. However, Tang Song noticed that his beautician friend still showed a painful expression when paying. Obviously, 110 yuan is not a small amount of money for her. The two found a table by the window and sat down. Zhao Yaqian blinked her big eyes and looked at Tang Song for a while, and asked in surprise: "Brother Song, are you losing weight? You have lost a lot more weight than on Sunday." She was deeply impressed by Tang Song's face and could clearly feel that it was smaller. "Well, I've been losing weight recently. You should eat more later. I have to control my diet." Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, "I shouldn't have come here if I had known." "It's okay, I'll pick the vegetarian ones." The fried skewers were quickly served, steaming hot and emitting an enticing aroma. Zhao Yaqian grabbed a portion of cabbage and handed it over: "Try it quickly, the ingredients here are very fresh and the taste is great, especially the sauce." "Thank you, Qianqian." The rain outside the window was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and customers came in from time to time. The youthful and lively Zhao Yaqian with a hot body attracted a lot of attention. The two of them sat there, eating fried skewers and chatting. In addition to skin care, we also talk about life and work. In recent days, Tang Song has been chatting with her on WeChat a lot, so there is no awkwardness between the two of them. "Try mild acids first, apply a small amount behind the ears to see if there is redness or allergy within 24 hours, then apply to the face... In the first few days, leave it on for a maximum of 5 minutes to make sure the skin..." "I live in Tiankuo Garden. It's a little far from here, but I can get there by taking bus No. 26." Perhaps it was because she was away from the workplace that Zhao Yaqian became more lively. He didn't care much about his image and ate the skewers carelessly, with a lot of seasoning stuck to his lips and chin. ……
As I walked out of the door of the handmade fried skewers shop, the rain became much lighter. Zhao Yaqian shook the bag in her hand and said a little embarrassedly: "It seems that I ate all of it, and asked me to pack up the rest. You didn't even eat a few bites." Tang Song held up an umbrella and smiled, "It's good to satisfy my craving for food. I'm about to throw up from all the fat-reducing meals I've eaten lately, chicken breast, oatmeal, eggs, boiled vegetables. I dare not even think about it." "When I get my salary, I'll treat you to a steak dinner!" Zhao Yaqian patted his shoulder. While comforting him, I am also comforting myself. After the other two beauticians in the shop ran away, she was the only one doing the work. If the boss can keep his promise and pay all the wages owed next month, she can receive nearly 20,000 yuan in one lump sum. This money can allow her to pay off her loans and rent, and still have three or four thousand left. The two chatted and unknowingly arrived outside the hair salon. A man just walked out of the hair salon and shouted in surprise: "Ya Qian!" Tang Song looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties who looked mature. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a side-combed hairstyle. Wearing an apricot casual jacket, straight pants, and casual shoes. Zhao Yaqian's expression changed, and she whispered, "Boss Li." "Good evening." Li Jingzhong nodded and glanced at the young man standing next to her. "Who is this?" "My friend, Mr. Li, do you want a haircut?" Li Jingzhong looked up at the sign of Yizi Beauty Salon and said with a smile, "Forget it. I guess your store won't be around for a few more days. I won't continue to top up my account here." Zhao Yaqian's heart skipped a beat and she secretly glanced at Tang Song's face out of the corner of her eye. There was some panic and fear in his eyes. She has always known that Yizi Beauty was about to go bankrupt. However, I did not inform Tang Song when he applied for the card and recharged it. This was considered a deception and a betrayal of the other party's trust. After spending a few days together, she really regarded the other party as a friend and was very afraid that the other party would dislike her because of this. Noticing that Zhao Yaqian's expression was not right, Tang Song asked with concern: "Are you okay?" "No, I'm fine." Zhao Yaqian didn't know how to explain. Li Jingzhong looked at the two people's little movements and raised his eyebrows. "Yaqian, I really admire you. I don't want you to waste your time in the beautician industry. Consider the offer I gave you seriously, and don't let your future self regret it." "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I won't consider it." Zhao Yaqian bowed slightly, and then looked at Tang Song timidly, "Brother Song, I have to go back to work first. You can use the umbrella first. There are several more in the store." "Okay, goodbye." Seeing her uneasiness, Tang Song didn't say much. Zhao Yaqian whispered "goodbye" and trotted away.
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