The Local Lazy Man System

"Honey, I want to eat candied haws!"

Passing by a candied haws stall, Liu Qingqing said while leaning on Ye Rongrong's back.

"OK."

Ye Rongrong came to the candied haws booth with Liu Qingqing on his back.

"Which kind do you want?"

Ye Rongrong turned his head and asked Liu Qingqing who was on his back.

The candied haws now are not as few as twenty years ago, there are only two kinds of candied haws and apples. There are many types of candied haws now.

Grapes, oranges, bananas, kiwi slices, strawberries, papaya slices, dragon fruit slices, Jiayingzi, crabapple, mushrooms and squids, etc. have all been made into candied haws.

Although there are many types of candied haws, people like to eat the candied haws made from hawthorn. The sweet and sour taste is particularly fascinating.

"I want hawthorn."

Liu Qingqing took a look at the booth, and immediately fell in love with the red candied hawthorn-shaped candied haws.

This hawthorn-type candied haws is made by washing the hawthorns, stringing them with bamboo sticks and dipping them in maltose syrup, which hardens quickly in the wind.

Hawthorn candied hawthorn, sweet and sour, suitable for all ages. It is not only delicious, but also very beautiful. The red hawthorn fruits are arranged on bamboo sticks according to size, and the outside is wrapped in crystal clear syrup.

In particular, those who sell it often put candied haws strings on special wooden sticks, like a small tree full of fruits, which is really attractive.

"A circle of hawthorn and candied haws."

Ye Rongrong said to the stall owner.

"Okay, ten yuan."

The stall owner pulled out a bright red candied haws from a special wooden stick and handed it to Liu Qingqing on Ye Rongrong's back.

"ten bucks?"

Ye Rongrong was stunned for a moment, because in Yangping County, such a bunch of hawthorn and candied haws only cost two yuan, but it was more expensive, at most three yuan.

I didn't expect to sell a bunch of hawthorn and candied haws for ten yuan in the capital. It's really expensive!

But thinking about the housing prices in the capital and the level of consumption, Ye Rongrong felt relieved.

In this place in the capital, a monthly income of 10,000 yuan is considered a low-income place. Ten yuan for a bunch of hawthorn and candied haws is really not expensive!

"Boss, can we pay the bill?"

It was difficult for her husband to pay behind her back, so Liu Qingqing asked.

"Yes, you can scan this QR code."

The stall owner pointed to a piece of paper pasted on the stall and said.

On this paper is a QR code symbol.

Now people are getting more and more convenient. When they go out, they only need to bring their mobile phones. Many places in the city now support mobile WeChat payment and QR code payment.

Even the small shop in Taoyuan Village has kept up with the times, and can pay directly by mobile phone.

This greatly facilitates people.

After all, it is easy for people to forget to bring their wallets when they go out, but this mobile phone is basically never finished with them.

After all, people nowadays rely more and more on the convenience brought by mobile phones.

After paying with the mobile phone, Liu Qingqing peeled off the plastic film attached to the candied haws.

"Honey, you eat!"

Liu Qingqing handed the candied haws to Ye Rongrong's mouth and said.

"Ok."

Ye Rongrong bit off a hawthorn and candied haws in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

Liu Qingqing asked happily.

"tasty."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

In Ye Rongrong's view, it doesn't matter whether the candied haws are delicious or not, the important thing is to share it with the one you love.

Seeing Ye Rongrong eating a candied hawthorn hawthorn, Liu Qingqing also took a bite of the candied hawthorn hawthorn, and couldn't help saying happily; "It's so sweet."

In this way, Liu Qingqing took a mouthful, and handed the candied haws to Ye Rongrong's mouth, and Ye Rongrong took a big mouthful.

The two of them ate candied haws with such affection.

This made the people who walked by Ye Glory and the others envious. Although Liu Qingqing was wearing a toad mirror, people could still tell that Liu Qingqing should be a super beautiful woman.

Men are always envious of other people's beautiful women, and forget that they actually have a beautiful woman.

Maybe this is the so-called home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers, and the wife is always someone else, okay?

...

"Husband, are you tired, let's go somewhere to rest."

Liu Qingqing pointed to an open-air cold drink stall not far ahead and said.

In Ye Rongrong's impression, this cold drink stand is basically set up in the hot summer, and it is so cold in winter, how could anyone drink cold drinks.

But in Beijing, the temperature at night is already several degrees below zero, but the business of this cold drink stall is very hot.

This off-season sales method is still very marketable in the capital.

However, Ye Rongrong glanced over and found that the people in this booth were basically young people in their teens and early twenties.

Sitting down so abruptly by myself is like the presence of an uncle.

It seems that this kind of cold drink shop in winter is basically a business for young people.

Today's young people like to seek a kind of stimulation.

Eating cold food in winter is also a very special experience.

But Ye Rongrong doesn't think that this kind of experience is good for the body.

Originally, the cold temperature in winter is already a kind of harm to the human body, and eating extremely cold things will cause great damage to the stomach.

This is why the people who drink cold drinks here in winter are all young people. Young people are in good health, and their stomachs are stronger. If you have a stomachache, maybe you will get sick.

"You two, what do you want?"

A waitress about sixteen or seventeen years old came over, glanced at Ye Rongrong, and asked.

After all, Ye Rongrong looked like he was in his thirties no matter what he looked at. From the perspective of the young waitress, a man of Ye Rongrong's age belonged to the rank of uncle.

In this cold drink shop, there are very few uncle-level people who come here to drink cold drinks.

"Wife, do you see?"

Ye Rongrong didn't know what to buy for such a cold drink in the winter, it mainly depends on what his wife likes to eat.

"Give us a strawberry ice cream, a big one."

Liu Qingqing said.

"OK, just a second."

The young waitress said something and went to prepare it.

"Eating ice cream in this winter is not good for your health, and it is easy to have diarrhea."

Ye Rongrong reminded.

"Husband, don't talk about diarrhea at this time, it will easily affect your appetite."

Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes at Ye Rongrong and said.

Eating ice cream in this winter was Liu Qingqing's favorite thing to do when she was in high school.

Now Liu Qingqing feels like returning to her high school days.

"Ok!"

Ye Rongrong didn't want to say any more. Occasionally eating a cold drink in this winter will not have a great impact on the body.

Soon, the waitress brought over a strawberry-flavored ice cream.

"Honey, take a bite."

Liu Qingqing delivered a bite of ice cream to Ye Rongrong's mouth with a spoon.

"Hehe, let me taste the feeling of eating ice cream in this winter."

Ye Rongrong smiled and swallowed the ice cream on the spoon in one gulp.

Immediately, a cold feeling came from the mouth, and the whole mouth felt instantly frozen.

It's definitely a peculiar thrill.

For young people, they like this kind of strange stimulation, but Ye Rongrong doesn't like this kind of stimulation. It doesn't feel good that his lips are frozen.

"Why, you don't like it?"

Seeing Ye Rongrong frowning, Liu Qingqing asked.

"No, it's just that I'm not used to eating ice cream in winter, so you can eat it."

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

"Ok!"

Seeing that her husband didn't like to eat this ice cream, Liu Qingqing ate it by herself.

"Why are you looking at me like that!"

Feeling her husband staring at her, Liu Qingqing asked suspiciously.

"You look so pretty when you eat."

Ye Rongrong said hurriedly.

Actually not, the main reason is that Ye Rongrong saw Liu Qingqing eating ice cream, with milky white ice cream on the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but think of what happened in bed last night.

At that time, there were also milky white things at the corners of Liu Qingqing's mouth, but one was ice cream and the other was something from her own body.

Thinking of this, Ye Rongrong even took a tight breath, feeling a little impulsive.

"Hate!"

Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes at Ye Rongrong and said.

Hunru didn't know that Ye Rongrong was thinking wrongly.

"hehe."

Ye Rongrong smiled and stopped watching his wife eating ice cream. He was really watching. The more Ye Rongrong thought about what happened last night, he easily became impulsive.

Ye Rongrong couldn't help but look at a shooting booth next to him, the kind that shoots balloons.

Ye Rongrong played it when he was a teenager, and it cost five yuan to shoot five bullets. As long as he hits it, it doesn't count as the number of bullets, and if he misses it, it counts as one bullet.

If you fail to hit the balloon five times in a row, the game is over. If you want to shoot again, you have to spend money to buy five more bullets.

This booth was different from the one Ye Glory used to play in. There was even a big doll to give away. Five bullets could burst a board of balloons, and you could get a big doll.

Ye Rongrong reckoned that there were about sixty balloons in this board. If the marksmanship was good, it would be easy to hit all the balloons in this board.

"Husband, shall we play balloons later?"

Liu Qingqing also saw the shooting booth next to it, and there were a few young people playing there, so she was a little moved.

In fact, women also like to play with guns.

"it is good."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

...

"Boss, how much is a shot?"

After Liu Qingqing finished eating the ice cream, Ye Rongrong took her hand to the shooting booth and asked the booth owner.

"Twenty yuan for one shot, five bullets at a time, if you miss five times, it's over."

The middle-aged stall owner said.

This location is good, there is a lot of traffic, especially young men and women, and the business of the stall owner is also very good, so the attitude towards Ye Rongrong and his wife is so-so.

Anyway, he is not afraid of no business, one more person is not many, one less person is not much. (To be continued.)