It's useless to go to the police station, you can't find out. "
Mr. Liu took a puff of cigarette and pushed the items on the counter forward, "Calculate how much it is."
Huang Dan said, "There are two lighters, twenty-five for King Furong, and two for mineral water, for a total of twenty-nine."
Mr. Liu took out a one hundred pieces from his wallet, "Your dad is back, ask him to call me."
Huang Dan hummed, swiped one hundred at the money detector and then changed it. He watched Mr. Liu go out and got on the Audi parked on the side of the road.
This person drives an Audi, so it can be ruled out.
There is a fragment in the original owner's memory that a batch of cigarettes was lost last night, as well as the 5,000 cash that his mother put under the quilt, and the rest is uncertain.
Huang Dan moved his hands and feet, the middle-aged man was right, it was useless to go to the police station.
Last year, the original owner's family had not moved into the small shop, so they lived in the shed at the back. They went home during Qingming. When they came back, the doors of several rooms were all open, not to mention some valuable rice cookers. The dehydrator, even the hacksaw blade was stolen.
Will steal those things, either local farmers or nearby workers.
The people from the police station came to walk through the process and asked the original owner's family to write them the original price of the lost items. The original owner's parents took the price seriously and waited for the case to be solved, and the lost items could be compensated accordingly.
As a result, the thief was not caught, and the compensation did not see a penny.
Huang Dan looked out and saw that several people on the table were leaving. All of them put their dirty jackets on their shoulders and walked to the opposite construction site with the beer they didn't drink.
Empty wine bottles, packaging bags of chicken feet, cigarette butts, phlegm, and melon seed shells were piled on the table.
Huang Dan didn't go to clean up, he had a headache and wanted to squat on the threshold and take a while.
Who knew that the ash on the front and back two construction sites was flying everywhere, and the air here was turbid and thick, and it was very uncomfortable to rush into the nose.
Huang Dan walked out of the small shop and found that the fishing gear was sold on the right, and along that direction was a small restaurant with a sign. There were several, and there was a small shop in the middle, which was opened by the foreman's sister and brother-in-law. Bring it here The workers are all shopping there, so embarrassed to come to the original owner's house.
According to the original owner's memory, Huang Dan knew that there were two workers who wanted to come, but he was stopped by the foreman on the way.
Huang Dan turned his head, and there was a banner on the door of the small shop with the words Boss Zhang's non-staple food shop, and there was an advertisement for wine next to it.
He looked to the right of the small shop. There was a simple dog kennel in the corner. It was the home of bean paste. There were only solitary rice bowls and water bowls, and a dog leash that had been ground. There was an open space beside the kennel. It was an entrance to the shed where the original owner lived, now blocked by a stone wall.
There is a labor service company on the side of the open space, and if you go further there, it is also a place to eat.
Workers are paid according to the number of days. They work hard and eat a lot. They are willing to spend on food three times a day. The restaurant owner makes more money than the small shop.
The floor can be seen from the back, which is the workers' dormitory, the so-called iron house, and the sound of construction, leaning on the edge of the dormitory.
The original owner's parents were still at the police station and didn't come back. Huang Yidan was alone at the door. He didn't dare to go too far. He walked around the door and went back to the small shop.
The weather is hot, the water is sold quickly, and workers who are covered in dust come in one after another.
Huang Dan thought that the workers would buy the cheapest mineral water, the kind that costs a dollar a bottle. He was surprised to find that since he crossed over to the present, the most sold beverages such as Nutritious Express sample cola soda, mineral water Only a few bottles were sold, both for two and three.
A thin, dark old man walked up to the counter and said, touching his trouser pocket, "A bottle of gin."
Huang Dan knew that the old man was putting on airs. He had to drink at least ten yuan a bottle of gin every day, but he smoked Xinlushan for three yuan a pack. He was a drinker.
The old man looked for gin and did not buy other wines.
Huang Dan went to the shelf to get it. It happened that the bottle of gin was very small, which was easy to carry in the pocket. According to this amount, it was not cost-effective for the old village chief.
The old village chief also has lottery activities.
Huang Dan gave the wine to the old man, who was counting the change, two yuan short.
The old man said, "I'll take it on credit first, and I'll give it to you tomorrow."
At first glance, it is obvious that he has done so much, and his tone is very natural, without the slightest embarrassment.
Huang Dan put the eight yuan in the drawer and glanced at the piece of paper posted on the wall. The words on the paper were printed, and it was clearly written in black and white: Small business, no credit.
Old customers and people in the company will still use credit.
Huang Dan sat back in the chair again. The shed could block the sun, but it couldn't stop the heat.