The street outside the Municipal People's Hospital.

The night was drooping, and there were three customers in the barber shop waiting to shave their heads.

This is probably the last three businesses today. Tang Guangming looked at his phone and it was already 8:30 pm.

Because it is a western province, it is dark late and the sun does not set until 7:30 in the evening in summer.

I looked at Zhou Hui who was focusing on cutting hair. She looked nervous when I saw her last time. After a day, Master Zhou's hands and feet became quick and he didn't look like he was sweating profusely.

Tang Guangming helped her all afternoon, shampooed her hair, and helped her clean her ears and shave her. The fractured area was not affected by accident, and it hurt so much that it hurt, but he gritted his teeth and held back.

Until now, he is tired enough.

In fact, physical fatigue is one aspect, mainly mental fatigue.

He wants to keep pouring water for customers and chat with them.

Old-fashioned barber shops like this were all done by neighbors twenty or thirty years ago. Customers who came here would sit here to chat in addition to cutting their hair. To put it bluntly, they were leisure and entertainment venues similar to teahouses, which was the Xialibaren Club.

"Gudong..." A strong sense of hunger surged.

Tang Guangming, who was in his early twenties, could not bear it immediately.

He was still short of money and could not go to the restaurant or order takeout. So he opened the electric wok in the store and looked at it. It was filled with paste made of leftover rice and tomatoes. Because the weather was hot, it was rotten after being put on for the afternoon.

Tang Guangmingzhu struggled to cook the rice, and then washed the pot.

Without Tang Guangming's help, Zhou Hui's remaining three heads slowed down significantly, but fortunately the customer did not urge him.

Zhou Hui: "Guangming, your legs are inconvenient, I will do it myself."

Tang Guangming joked: "Master, are you going to chase me away? I have been helping you for a day, and I won't invite me to a meal?"

Zhou Hui was embarrassed: "How can I do it? I don't have any food here to treat you."

Tang Guangming: "I am also a working person. I can eat delicacies and a bun can handle a meal. Anyway, it can fill my stomach. I don't care about the taste of the food, it's the same. Maybe I feel a bit slow, right?"

Zhou Hui: "I..."

"Ouch!" Suddenly, the customer who was cutting his hair screamed: "You have pulled my hair with a scissor. Can you be more serious?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhou Hui was shocked and hurriedly applied some oil to some fuses, and he didn't dare to talk to Tang Guangming anymore.

Tang Guangming searched in the store for a long time and finally found two eggplants, a head of garlic, and a handful of wilted green onions.

He boiled the eggplant in white water, patted the garlic, cut the scallions and sprinkled it on top, poured soy sauce, and put the MSG.

When dinner was ready, the store finally beat the feint.

The small store is sunny in the sky. Although there is an electric fan, the wind blowing out is hot and it cannot be kept in the air.

The two of them placed the small table on the street, eating white eggplant and squeezing rice.

For some reason, Zhou Hui seemed a little shy when she saw Tang Guangming this time, lowering her head and not talking.

Seeing her slender white neck and her long black hair, something unspeakable in Tang Guangming's heart was surging: "Master, I am not the one who peeks at the women's bathroom."

"I know." Zhou Hui ate the rice in small mouthfuls with chopsticks.

Tang Guangming: "It's not me who steals the trousers."

"Yeah, I know." Zhou Hui: "Xiao Tang, you are a good person."

Tang Guangming: "I'm not a good person."

Zhou Hui looked up in surprise: "Xiao Tang, you are really a good person. We misunderstood you before."

Tang Guangming: "Master, don't send good people cards, I don't want them."

Zhou Hui realized what Tang Guangming was saying, lowered her head and bit the chopsticks with her snow-white and neat teeth. After a long time, she said: "It's not worth it."

Tang Guangming; "Worth it."

Zhou Hui: "Xiao Tang, I'm very happy that you can come to see me as a master. Can we not say unhappy words?"

Tang Guangming: "Okay, I won't mention it. By the way, how is the business today? Are you counting it?"

"It's not counting yet?" When talking about business, Zhou Hui opened the bag he was carrying and grabbed a bunch of change.

Old-fashioned barber shops face middle-aged and elderly customers, and many people don’t like to pay with mobile phones.

"Master, I'll count the money, look at your mobile phone bill."

At this moment, the two of them didn't care about eating and were excited to meet the bill.

This reconciliation was suddenly a little surprised.

Today's turnover is actually 390 yuan.

"So much?" Zhou Hui took a breath.

Her store rent is not much, and she has no other expenses. To put it bluntly, it is a small business, and her daily hard expenses are only about one hundred yuan. In this way, she has a net profit of more than two hundred today, which is equivalent to working in the factory.

Since Zhou Hui started this stall, she often didn't open it for several days and was half dead. She was a little desperate and planned to sell the store and work in another place.

The business is so good today that this poor woman has ignited hope for life again and her eyes are bright.

Zhou Hui sighed: "Xiao Tang, thanks to you, thanks to you. The master is useless and does not know how to manage, and he can't even chat with customers."

"Chatting is not important, the key is cheap." Tang Guangming said, Master, you are not a man, you don't know the worries of men cutting hair, especially the worries of ordinary men cutting hair.

It is not easy to make money these days. For fifth-tier cities like W City, the average income of residents is only 2,000 or 3,000 yuan, but when you are cutting a haircut, you only need 30 to sit down. A cruel barber dares to ask you that you need 60 yuan. This is really too expensive.

For thirty yuan, you can buy a pound of beef. For 60 yuan, a family of five can have a meal for a day, which is really heartbreaking.

OK, a man only cuts his hair twice a month, so you should grit your teeth and sit down. The barber, no, now he is called a stylist, personal image consultant, or teacher Tony starts to sell, asking you to buy various projects, asking you to apply for cards, and nag them endlessly. If you refuse, you feel embarrassed and you are so tired.

How big a thing is to shaving your brain, and it eventually turns into a battle between customers and barbers, which is really annoying.

Tang Guangming said this and said, "We just want to do the opposite and get the hair cut in our original form. Why do customers come to our store? They just cut their long hair short. Then we put on the fader and the scissors, so that we won't be vague."

"Other families have thirty-sixty-one brains, and we only charge ten yuan. Don't underestimate these ten yuan. As long as there are many people coming, we can live. Today you also saw that the net profit is more than 200. Master, we call it directed to the origin, and it is called small profits but quick turnover."

He smiled and joked that Master, you really have to be calm in your business. You can't think about making money from the beginning and be eager for quick success. Many businesses are actually just playing at the beginning. You have to like this business. As you play, you are happy and you are shocked to find that you have made a lot of money.

Zhou Hui said, Tang Guangming, you are indeed a college student, and an educated person is indeed capable. You are my master!

She thought to herself: But I... don't like this business, I just want to live.

Of course, she couldn't tell Tang Guangming about this.

Zhou Hui picked up a piece of eggplant and put it into Tang Guangming's bowl: "Thank you, Xiao Tang. Tomorrow..."

Tang Guangming suddenly remembered that Chen Da was probably waiting for him in the hospital now. He hadn't seen anyone so late. He was not only anxious. He poured the rice into two mouthfuls and stood up and said, "I have more important things to do in the past two days, and I won't come tomorrow. Master, next time I'll get some delicious food when I come to see you."

Looking at Tang Guangmingli's back, Zhou Hui was inexplicably panicked. She didn't know what the business in her store would be tomorrow. She suddenly became a little timid.

When he returned to the hospital, Chen Da was already waiting there, and he was painting with an anxious look on his face.

Fortunately, the doctor came over to ask the patient how he felt, so that Tang Guangming would not explain.

The doctor was on night shift today, just in time.

He replied that the place where he broke his leg hurts a little, but the doctor looked at the fracture and said that he recovered well and would be discharged tomorrow. The key to this leg is to raise it, it is the same wherever he keeps it. Staying in the hospital all the time is wasting money. Depending on your family situation, you are not a rich person, so save a little bit.

Chen Da heard that he could be discharged from the hospital, so he was very happy and asked how to settle the medical expenses.

The doctor said no need to worry, Chen Er will come tomorrow.

Chen Da's face turned dark and he felt that Chen Er was simply in a state of dissipation.

When Tang Guangming thought of going back to Hongshi Village, he couldn't tell what it felt. He was a little excited and didn't know how to face his future life. At the same time, he was worried about Zhou Hui.

On the morning of the next day, Chen Er came to settle the medical expenses and called Ye Di to come over again.

The prepaid medication fee was not spent.

Chen Er has a good business, and his net profit is more than 1,000 yuan a day, and it can reach 2,000 yuan a day, which is a bit unrestrained. He took a photo of the artificial leather bag that he had put his money on and told Tang Guangming, "Baby, let's go home and live a good life."

"Ouch!" Before he finished speaking, Chen Da punched him.

Seeing that the two brothers were about to fight again, Tang Guangming hurriedly pulled Chen Da away and handed a IOU to Chen Er. He said, "Chen Runmin, this is the medical expenses you paid in advance. I don't have money now, but I am not a person who owes me a year, and I will pay you back with the capital and profit within a year."

Chen Er took the IOU and his eyes turned red: "Baby, are you hurting my heart like this? I am so old, but I can't stand the anger of my own son."

"I am not your son, I am Chen Runguo." Tang Guangming felt a little embarrassed when he saw Chen Er with a sad face.

But he still said to Chen Da: "Da, help me, let's take the bus home, let's go home and live a good life."
Chapter completed!