Chapter 3 Cleaning
After carefully looking at the uncomplicated panel three times, Yuan Zhou had a good idea. He glanced at the night outside the glass window, and then glanced at the time 20:49 on the phone.
Although it was so late, Yuan Zhou, who couldn't stop his excitement, began to think about the mission.
"I have my own shop, and now the shop downstairs is mine. Whether it's legal or real, but the task status is still unfinished." Yuan Zhou tapped his finger on the bedside table while thinking.
Is it because there is no sign, or the reason why it has not opened?
Seeing that there was still no response from the system, Yuanzhou asked directly, "What kind of standard is your own shop?"
The current word in the system: "Have a shop belonging to the host that can operate"
In this way, Yuan Zhou understood the standard of the task, got up and started tossing in the closet.
I took out one piece to look at, stuffed it back, took out another piece, and after searching for a few minutes, I finally found a piece of clothes specially designed for cleaning.
Yuan Zhou froze for a while while holding his clothes.
The clothes are stain-resistant navy blue, and the pure cotton is comfortable to wear and easy to wash. It looks like an ordinary T-shirt, but there are several words of the circle noodle shop on the whole surface.
This dress was worn for work in the summer when my parents were alive, or it was a cultural shirt bought at a booth when a family of three went out to play during the New Year, and then had it printed on.
As for the parents' two, Yuanzhou burned them down and buried them together in the cemetery.
After changing his clothes in two or three times, Yuan Zhou took a cap and put it on, took out a towel from the bathroom, and went downstairs with his slippers.
"Snapped"
Flip the switch on the dusty wall, and several lamps glow brightly.
The first floor was still the same messy mess, and even the mark of the fall was still there, and a clear silhouette was particularly conspicuous on the yellow tiles.
A total of 30 square meters, the kitchen is separated from the lobby, and there is a door one meter wide, which is directly opposite to the door. There are six long red tables in the hall, one table is equipped with four chairs, only Now it is not in its original position, and it was smashed by Yuan Zhou, who had collapsed at that time.
"squeak"
Yuanzhou stretched out his hand and pushed a few tables, all of which made unpleasant noises, and even fell down with a "bang".
"It looks like it can't be used anymore." Yuan Zhou shook his head and looked at the chair again.
I found that only the one I once sat on was still intact, but it was thrown in front of me, and now it is a little shaken, so I have to replace it all.
The wallpaper on the wall also fell off. The kitchen was once used in a noodle shop. There was a two-burner gas stove. The circle inside was broken when the "呲" touched it a little. There was also a noodle cooking bucket. , but I'm not ready to use it, after all, I don't know and don't want to open a noodle restaurant.
Night falls, and the stars are shining.
At nine o'clock in the evening, all kinds of "crackling" sounds came from the former circle noodle restaurant. Occasionally, pedestrians passing by would glance at it strangely. This sound came from the shop that didn't even have a sign.
Three and a half hours later, Yuan Zhou's whole body was covered in gray, his face was dirty, spider webs hung on his hat, the towel in his hands was no longer the original color, and the feet exposed in the slippers were covered with black gray. .
With this shape, standing at the entrance of the stairs with a complacent smile on his face, the money for hiring cleaners is saved.
Looking at the clean hall and kitchen outside, of course ignoring the various rubbish piled at the door, this small shop has begun to take shape.
Throw the white towel that can't be seen in its original color "pop" into the garbage bag.
"Whoops, my 92-year-old waist."
Stretching lazily, Yuan Zhou walked upstairs. The first thing he did was go to the bathroom to wash up, so he didn't dare to enter his room at all.
After half an hour.
Yuanzhou's hair was dripping with water,
Sitting in a chair, I pulled a piece of paper and started writing down what I needed to do tomorrow.
Slowly tapping the table with one hand, writing seriously with the other...
After making arrangements for tomorrow's affairs, regardless of whether her hair was still half-dry, she fell on the bed and started to sleep. She fell in love with Miss Zhou without even covering the thin quilt.
In April, in Rongcheng, the weather is just right, neither cold nor hot, it is a good time to sleep.
In the sharp turn of the brain, he said, what was the first thing to wake up, the answer opened his eyes, but Yuan Zhou was obviously not like this.
He closed his eyes and touched the toilet accurately all the way. After liberating, he fell on the bed with a "bang" and continued to sleep. Of course, he didn't open his eyes the whole time.
Before he lay on the bed for a minute, Yuan Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was holding a spring behind his back, and jumped up, "System!"
The system did not answer.
After seeing that the status of the task in his mind was still unfinished, Yuan Zhou finally determined that this was not a dream.
Yuan Zhou started washing up in a good mood and was ready to complete the task set last night.
Standing in front of the door, he took a deep breath and opened the door with a forceful lift. The sound surprised Boss Tong of the dry cleaner next door.
"Yeah, it's Yuanzhou, open the door and go out?"
Boss Tong is the best business on this street. After all, everyone has two good clothes now. If they can’t wash them, they send them to the dry cleaners. Now I’m a little surprised to see Yuanzhou open the door. This is the first time in three years that it has not been opened.
"Aunt Tong, morning." Yuan Zhou was looking at his results last night with satisfaction, when he was interrupted by Boss Tong's voice.
"Yo, are you cleaning up the shop? Are you ready to open? Then Aunt Tong will come and taste what you have made." Boss Tong came out of his shop and looked at the garbage and clean items piled by the door. Asked with kindness on the thin face on the ground.
"Well, then thank Aunt Tong. By the way, does this garbage collector still come every day?" Yuan Zhou thought that there was still a lot of scrap iron in it that could be reused.
After all, it is very expensive for this shop to reopen to buy things. I have no other savings except the 50,000 yuan that I have not touched. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat, and it also saves me the hard work of throwing garbage.
"Come, come, this is going to be sold? That person still has a while, I will stop you when he comes." Boss Tong said enthusiastically.
"Then I'll trouble Aunt Tong, then I'll go find someone to repair the wallpaper and the kitchen." Yuan Zhou smiled gratefully, and after another sentence, he closed the door and left.
...
"Boss, what about this dress?"
Boss Tong, who was still feeling emotional, heard that there was business, and immediately responded to his shop.
Yuan Zhou, who hadn't walked this street for a long time, observed as he walked. Many of the houses on this street were no longer the same as before, and several were being renovated, and their owners had also changed.
Only myself and Aunt Tong next door are left, there is a hardware grocery store, and then there is a shop around animation.
"Hey, the hardware store..." After thinking about it, Yuan Zhou walked into the hardware store.
"Boss Zhao, are you there?" Yuan Zhou entered the store.
A hardware store that hasn't changed much, and things are still there, as if they haven't moved much.
ps: I received the first message today, the first reward, and the first recommendation ticket. I am very happy. Thank you, Hi Xiang, and I will have two chapters a day in the future. Thank you~~~
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