◎Happy 20th day: Jiangxiang pancakes and a small bookstall◎
The next morning, Jiang Muyun rummaged through her closet for a long time, found her old school uniform, put on a mask and a baseball cap, and came to an alley next to her alma mater.
Today is Friday, and it is normal school time. The alley is very quiet.
Jiang Muyun took a deep breath at the entrance of the alley and secretly encouraged himself in his heart.
She had to start early and finish early, otherwise when the students got out of school at noon and there were a lot of people, she was afraid that she would be socially frustrated among her younger classmates.
Jiang Muyun did not forget that she had just graduated, and her name and daily photos were still posted on the school bulletin board.
This school has junior and senior high schools together. Jiang Muyun has never been off the bulletin board in the six years of middle school, only the photos are updated from time to time.
Under her name, Jiang Muyun, she also has a motto she made up: "When you truly love knowledge, knowledge will embrace you." This sentence once caused a wave of involution among the students of her alma mater.
Jiang Muyun, who loves knowledge, now feels that he is old and needs to save face, and he regrets his behavior of pretending to be an intellectual.
She turned left and right along the familiar alley and came to an iron gate deep in the alley. Seeing that the door was open, she walked straight in.
From the outside, this place looks like an ordinary family's yard. Only when you enter the house will you find that the house is full of rows of shelves, and the shelves are stacked with various books with colorful covers.
The proprietress, who was still packing up, looked up and saw that the student who came in was carrying a backpack. She didn't ask why she didn't attend class, but greeted her familiarly: "The books in these two rows are five yuan a book, the new ones over there are nine yuan and eighty, the ones in the back row are twenty-five, and the books are three for ten yuan."
Jiang Muyun hummed in a depressed tone, and without even looking at the row of books that were priced at twenty-five yuan each, he went straight to the five-yuan shelf.
The half of the book she pulled out was not only poorly printed, but also had many typos. It was obviously a low-quality publication printed by a small workshop, and the royalties might not even be paid to the author.
Most of these street novels, which are labeled "X妮子" or "X多拉", do have some possibility.
Although the authors marked on the books themselves do not know that they have written so many books.
Jiang Muyun browsed through the rows one by one, feeling a little emotional.
These are all her youth.
Her introduction to novels came from these cheap street stall reading materials. Moreover, because most of them were wrapped in plastic, it was impossible to see the contents before paying, so every time she opened them it was like opening a blind box, and no one knew what was written inside.
Later, with the popularity of smart phones and increasingly sophisticated tastes due to increased reading, these street novels whose real authors were unknown gradually disappeared from her life.
This time she ran into this familiar alley, hoping to try her luck.
I didn't expect this store to still exist.
Is this the same adolescence in a different era?
Jiang Muyun sighed in a very mature manner.
The books, which cost five yuan a copy, were bought back by the store at three for ten yuan each. They didn't have plastic covers. As long as it wasn't excessive, flipping through them before buying was acceptable.
Jiang Muyun first excluded those that were obviously about campus themes.
One hundred and eight high school students are in love. This is not a youth campus novel, but a supernatural thriller.
Excluding some books with ancient backgrounds, the male protagonist in the book she read was a domineering CEO.
The titles of the last few chapters are also excluded with keywords such as "confession" and "wedding". It is obvious that the focus is on pre-marital love rather than post-marital life.
Those whose character names appear on the cover can also be excluded based on the character name without wasting time.
After this screening, and then slowly sorting out the remaining parts, the process will be much faster.
Jiang Muyun was so familiar with the content of the novel that she knew exactly how many typos there were in those dozens of pages and where they appeared.
She could tell at a glance if it was the one by simply opening the book in the middle.
Jiang Muyun had been rummaging around in the store for the entire morning. Fortunately, there was no one in the store at the moment and she was very careful in her movements, so the proprietress didn't chase her away.
Unfortunately, even after flipping through the two rows of bookshelves, she still couldn't find any content that she was familiar with.
That’s not the case. Some parts are quite familiar, such as “Playing with fire, you’ll be responsible”, and the lines are highly unified.
Jiang Muyun sighed and could only open the blind box again to try his luck.
After Jiang Muyun's screening, she picked out several novels with modern backgrounds that were suspected to have fantasy elements.
They are "99 Escapes: The Evil President Let Me Go", "101 Divorces: The Cold President Dominates Me", and "999 Confessions: The Pure-Loving President Dotes Me Crazy".
Well, judging by the number of times, there is a high possibility that the 108 treasures can be put into practice.
Jiang Muyun successfully checked out and left before the student army arrived. As soon as he left the store, he put the books into the space under the cover of his backpack.
It was dinner time, and Jiang Muyun followed the smell and went to the back door of the school.
This middle school is a provincial key school and provides student dormitories. Most of the students attend school part-time.
In order to save time at noon, most students just eat a little in the cafeteria or around the school, then go back to the classroom to lie down for a while before continuing to study.
Thanks to the amazing performance of the school cafeteria, the open space outside the back door of the school has basically become a gathering place for various small stalls selling boxed lunches, buns, and egg-filled pancakes. There are also many large stalls that set up tables and chairs to open up in the open air.
When Jiang Muyun was in school, his favorite dish was roast duck rice with soy sauce pancakes.
The sauce-flavored pancake stall is right next to the roast duck rice. Sometimes she is quick and comes when there are fewer people. She can spend an extra dollar and ask the sauce-flavored pancake owner to add an extra spoonful of sauce on the roast duck rice.
The sauce of the sauce-flavored pancake mixed with the distinct white rice always makes her feel "I'm full but I can still eat more". Her life ideal was once to open a shop in front of the school to sell sauce-flavored pancakes.
Jiang Muyun bought a roast duck rice and was lucky enough to buy some freshly-made sauce-flavored pancakes. She also added a full spoonful of sauce on the rice. Even sitting on a plastic stool with her legs curled up did not affect her appetite.
When Jiang Muyun finished her meal, many students had come to buy lunch, and the surrounding area was full of people. Even her table was occupied by three unfamiliar female students, who were chatting about the results of the opening exam.
Jiang Muyun didn't delay any longer. After cleaning up the garbage, he left the back door of the school, picked up a shared bicycle on the side of the road, and rode to a bookstore not far away.
Most of the books in the bookstore were teaching supplements. Jiang Muyun spent a lot of effort before she found what she wanted.
These are several large volumes of map books, as well as the three legendary sacred books that are essential for time travel.
The map books Jiang Muyun bought covered a wide range of areas, from the whole of China and neighboring countries to small areas such as Nan Province and Nan City; they included everything from tourist maps to professional topographic maps.
It can be said that Jiang Muyun has bought all types of maps available on the market, and they are all the latest versions.
Among them are several newly released travel guides focusing on Nanshi City. They are still in the pre-sale period in the online mall, and one has to wait for the express delivery after the pre-sale ends. Jiang Muyun was afraid of accidents, so he chose to buy them directly in the offline bookstore.
These road books record the remote roads in and around Nanshi, which are to some extent more detailed than any map available on the market.
Although she has downloaded offline map packages for major navigation software online, there are always times when it is inconvenient to take out electronic products, and it is very important to have physical objects in hand at this time.
After Jiang Muyun paid the bill, he looked at the time. It was half past twelve, and it was almost time for the students to finish their lunch.
She rode her bike back to the back door of the school and happened to meet the owner of the sauce-flavored pancake stall who was about to close his stall. Jiang Muyun rushed over and asked the owner if he sold the sauce.
"It's you. Didn't you say you were graduating? Why are you back?"
The boss had a deep impression of Jiang Muyun.
The little girl was about the same age as her daughter and had always been a frequent visitor to her house. She often came to her with bowls of sauce. She was nice-spoken and had good grades. Her photo was often hung at the school gate, either to congratulate her on winning an award or getting first place in the joint entrance examination. She even came to say goodbye to her after the college entrance examination.
Jiang Muyun had just come to eat, and the boss had recognized her and had given her a generous spoonful of sauce. However, because there were other students there, the boss didn't have time to chat with her.
Jiang Muyun sighed, "I came back to visit during the university holidays. I've been thinking about your cakes every day during this period, and I couldn't even enjoy my meals at school, so I thought of coming to ask you today."
There are tens of thousands of students in this school, and there are new faces every year. Not many of them can be remembered by the boss, which shows how much Jiang Muyun liked this sauce-flavored pancake shop in the past.
The sauce was made by the boss himself, and it was considered a secret recipe. If someone asked to buy the sauce separately, the boss would definitely not sell it to them. But when Jiang Muyun asked, the boss inexplicably thought it was quite normal.
This little girl invented the way of eating rice by mixing her sauce with it.
The boss thought about it and asked her how much she wanted to buy.
Jiang Muyun calculated on his fingers: "I have to buy enough for a whole year. West City is far from South City, and the train ticket is not cheap. I guess I won't be back here often in the future."
Jiang Muyun spoke so pitifully that the boss softened his heart. He found a bucket of unused sauce from under the cart and asked the owner of the roast duck rice restaurant next door for a large lunch box: "This sauce won't keep for too long. I'll give you a box and I won't charge you."
The roast duck rice next door is affordable and the lunch box is big. The amount of sauce in this box is not small. She can't use up a whole box in a day of making pancakes.
Jiang Muyun was still scheming: "No, boss, I have a refrigerator in my dorm. I'll just freeze it and it won't go bad for three years. I miss this smell every day at school, so please sell me more. And I'd be embarrassed to accept it if you didn't charge me. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for me?"
The boss was so annoyed by Jiang Muyun that she finally packed up all the ingredients except the amount she needed to make cakes in the next two days.
While packing, he kept muttering, saying that he could use some sauce as the base to make something with a similar taste, and that if he really wanted to eat it in the future, he could just make some himself.
Jiang Muyun was so happy that he thanked him repeatedly. He reached into the backpack behind him and took out a ball of rolled cloth. After shaking it open, he found a large cloth bag with XX Supermarket printed on it.
The boss found it funny to see her putting the lunch box into her cloth bag: "It seems like you have everything ready, just waiting for me to close the stall and come over?"
Jiang Muyun smiled sweetly: "Who told you that your cakes are so delicious? Even after ten years I won't be able to forget this taste."
The boss was so happy with her that when Jiang Muyun was about to leave, he said, "You must study hard in the future."
Jiang Muyun nodded in agreement, waved his hand, and ran away quickly with the cloth bag in his hand.
The boss smiled, shook his head, and shouted, "Walk slower, don't fall."
Then I heard the phone notification sound, and three hundred yuan was debited to my account.
The boss was stunned: "This girl, she spends money without thinking."
But it was a windfall after all, so the boss was quite happy. On his way home from closing up shop that night, he passed by a snack shop and used the money to buy a box of beef jerky for his daughter, a high school senior. She had always loved it, but it was expensive and the family rarely bought it.
The boss thought that it would be a good opportunity for his daughter to benefit from other people's fame and pray that his daughter would get good results in the college entrance examination this year.
The boss felt that he had received a pleasant surprise, and Jiang Muyun also felt that it was a pleasant surprise.
Although she spent three hundred yuan on living expenses, she really loved this sauce-flavored pancake and would remember it ten years later.
Jiang Muyun returned home with a lot of gains today, and every penny spent was worth it.
After comforting Xiaobai who had attended a day of compulsory classes, and observing the eggs in the incubator for a while, Jiang Muyun reverently took out the three fantasy novels labeled "Xxi's Annual Masterpiece, published by X Crystal Studio".
Success or failure depends on this moment.
The author has something to say:
The rice with soy sauce on the soy sauce pancake is really delicious!!!
And the three essential books for time travel/ordinary human survival in the apocalypse: "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", "Militia Training Manual" and "Friends of Military and Civilian Dual-Use Talents"
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