Old streets, small shops, leaky ceilings, rusty rolling doors, and business that couldn't be worse.
The man sat at the door of the store with his eyes closed. It was raining today, so there was no sun. This was indeed a great pity, but he still sat on the chair out of habit with his eyes closed, imagining the warm feeling of the sun shining on him.
In the inner room, a young woman was cutting lotus root slices with a kitchen knife. Most people would just slice the lotus root, but she couldn't. She had to cut it into dices because she didn't eat slices.
She didn't know why she had to satisfy him unconditionally. She had been thinking about this question for several years but had never been able to come up with an answer.
While she was stunned, she stopped what she was doing and turned her fingertips slightly.
In an instant,
The kitchen knife and lotus root slices floated up by themselves.
And then the lotus root slices will complete the feat of dicing themselves.
“Cooking like this is soulless.”
A man's voice came from the door of the kitchenette.
The woman clenched her fists, and her young yet plump legs looked even more crystal clear against the white stockings.
The woman is naturally good-looking and she is dressed very fashionably. This is an old street. Just as no matter how glamorous something is, there will be dirt in its corners, this old street is the dirt of this metropolis.
It's not chaotic, but there are indeed quite a lot of people with no qualifications, no reputation, and no morals who like to gather here. The complex composition of the population naturally attracts some unscrupulous people from society.
The woman's delicacy does not match this old street, especially at night, when there is no sunlight and no cover from cameras, some greed and impulse will naturally burst out.
Of course, the result is that several nearby hospitals have received several times more patients who have undergone self-castration than in previous years.
He knew this and felt it was too cruel.
For this reason, he specifically talked to her and explained to her that if a man's private part is not cut cleanly, it will be very troublesome. Even if the wound heals, the rest of his life will be very painful. Therefore, in ancient times, those cleansing room masters with truly superb skills were often the most sought after.
Therefore, he suggested that she cut it more cleanly next time. If the first cut was not clean enough, she could just cut a few more times, which would also make it easier to insert the tube later.
"Soul, soul, Blind Liang, I don't understand. What is the difference between me cutting with my mind and cutting with a knife?"
Married men know that it is often unwise to make too many demands while your wife is cooking for you in the kitchen.
But smarter men are often good at turning unfavorable factors around. It is obvious that the man with dull eyes and blindness in front of him does have enough wisdom.
“Because it’s so neat.”
"Neat, isn't that good?"
“If they are neat, the taste will be the same.”
"I say, isn't this good?"
"I won't be able to taste your kindness."
“… … ” Tang poetry.
The blind man left. Instead of continuing to bask in the sun that didn't exist today, the blind man sat down in front of his easel and began to paint.
Naturally, these paintings did not sell very well, and were not even enough to pay the already cheap rent on the old street.
But life did not become difficult because of this. Recently, the price of gold has been rising. The blind man has no other skills, but he has a lot of gold bricks. When he is short of money, he asks the woman to go to a place and swing a hoe, and she will dig out a gold brick.
"The meal is ready, let's eat!"
Tang Shi brought out the food.
A plate of fried lotus root slices with meat, a plate of fried celery with sausage, a plate of cold dish of preserved egg wrapped in tofu, plus a big bowl of tomato egg drop soup.
It's a simple dish, but it's quite filling for two people.
The blind man and the woman sat down facing each other.
The woman took out two red reagents.
One bottle per person.
They each drank it before dinner.
Next, it’s time to eat.
Both of them ate very slowly, fully demonstrating what it means to chew food carefully.
At the door, an old man came over. He was wearing a Taoist robe and there was a monkey standing on his shoulder. He looked like a traveling monkey performer.
"Hey, boss, here I come."
The old Taoist entered the house.
The little monkey jumped down from the Taoist priest and immediately rushed to the ceiling, where there was a white cat staring at it.
Tang Shi stood up and walked back to the kitchen. Soon, the sound of cooking could be heard again.
"Hehehe, don't add more dishes. This is good enough. This is good enough. You are not a stranger. You don't have to be so polite."
"You have a big appetite, and we don't have enough."
The blind man's response was very honest.
The old Taoist smiled a little embarrassedly and then put the things down.
"Boss, here is red spider lily oral liquid, enough for you to use for half a year. Here are the fruits grown in our bookstore. They are delicious. I also made a few canned fruits for your convenience. These are good things. They are very nutritious. You have to eat them slowly, otherwise your body can't stand it. I also begged for them shamelessly. Boss, eat more, maybe your eyes can be restored."
The blind man put down his chopsticks and listened quietly to the Taoist introducing each one of them, with a peaceful expression.
"I'll go out and buy you some wine."
"That's not possible."
"You sit down."
"Um... OK."
The blind man stood up and walked out of the store.
He is indeed blind, but he never uses a cane when he goes out.
After walking north along the old street for a while, he stopped.
There is a noodle shop there, opened by a young couple from Sichuan and Chongqing.
A table was set up at the entrance of the store, where two customers, a man and a woman, were sitting and eating noodles.
When the woman saw the blind man, her eyes froze.
The man reached out and touched the back of the woman's hand, then stood up and walked over.
"You are the experienced one, the new boss, right?" asked the blind man. He lowered his head slightly with a good attitude, as if he was bent by reality.
The man nodded, then suddenly realized that the other party couldn't see him, and then he said, "Yes."
"Thank you for the oral solution. I feel much more comfortable eating now than before. I'm really sorry for the trouble."
"You're welcome. You've helped me before."
Two men were walking side by side along the street.
Yingying paid the bill and followed behind at a distance.
The two walked for a long distance and unknowingly came to a ruin. The demolition had already started here, but no one knew when the demolition would reach the old street.
Finally, Zhou Ze broke the silence first:
"I can help you restore your eyes. If you want, you can see now."
The blind man shook his head and raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.
"Yes, you don't use your eyes, but you can see more clearly than most people."
The blind man heaved a long sigh when he heard this.
With emotion:
"If I wasn't blind, you wouldn't have any problem."