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  It was easy to wait until the bus stopped at a large station, and many people got off. The carriage was not as crowded as before. The girl let out a sigh of relief, moved her body back a bit, exercised her almost numb hands, and silently lamented that Shanghai's buses were really not meant for humans.

  The passenger in front of the boy happened to get off, and he immediately went up and sat down, feeling much more comfortable.

  The bus stopped at two more stations, and there were only two stops left until the terminal station Xujiahui. The girl thought for a moment, earlier the boy wiped sweat for her, how should she thank him? Should she invite him to dinner?

  But it's really embarrassing for a girl to invite a boy to dinner on her own initiative.

  Gathering her courage, the girl turned around, just about to speak, but found that the person sitting behind her was no longer the boy from earlier, but a middle-aged woman. The boy had already gotten off at some unknown time.

  The girl's heart involuntarily rose with a wave of disappointment, and she thought regretfully, "Why didn't I invite him earlier?"

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  Xiao Yu stood at the entrance of a wholesale market, sizing up his surroundings.

  This is a large-scale wholesale market, located at the junction of Minhang District and Xuhui District, belonging to the urban-rural fringe area. A large number of migrant workers and suburban residents gathered here, forming a bustling area, creating a unique landscape of a big city.

  Across from the wholesale market is a large residential area, with people coming and going on the streets, bustling with activity. On both sides of the street are all sorts of small shops, snack bars, accessory stores, audio-visual stores, foot massage parlors, pharmacies, and even adult goods stores. There's something for every need and desire.

  Xiao Yu walked back and forth along the street in front of the wholesale market for three times, found two small shops with rental signs, went in to ask, the price was exorbitant, each month needs 1,000 yuan rent, and also need to pay half a year in advance, which is absolutely unbearable for his current financial situation, had to leave reluctantly.

  He didn't give up and came back to the entrance of the wholesale market, walking straight into it.

  It's 10 o'clock in the morning, and the wholesale market is bustling with people. Everywhere, there are vendors loudly hawking their wares and crowds of people rushing to buy vegetables.

  Xiao Yu walked and strolled, unknowingly arriving at the innermost corner of the market. His eyes lit up as he saw that there were also seven or eight small food shops here selling steamed buns, baozi, mantou, soy milk and other breakfast items.

  The conditions here are not as good as the snack shops on the outside streets, and the popularity is much worse. Except for customers who come to buy vegetables, few passersby will come in so far to buy breakfast.

  Walking along these small restaurants, Xiaoyu stopped in front of a noodle shop. At the entrance of this store, there was a simple sign made of waste paperboard with four big words "shop transfer" written on it.

  Xiao Yu was delighted, and first took a look at the storefront. This was a simple shop built by the market authority, and from the outside, it looked small, with only one door face. It was located at the top of the market, with one side adjacent to the market's large wall and the other side next to a baozi (steamed bun) shop. Geographically speaking, the location wasn't ideal.

  Xiao Yu walked into the store quietly, this is a shop of about 10 square meters, near the door there was a large pot with boiling water, on the right side there was a big table for kneading dough and a gas stove, on the left side there were three small tables for customers to eat, on which chopstick holders and condiments such as chili oil and vinegar were placed.

  What was strange for Xiao Yu was that there wasn't a single guest inside.

  "Hey young man, what noodles would you like to eat?" The shop owner was a middle-aged Han Chinese man in his thirties or forties, with messy hair and a stubbly chin.

  "Come on, let's have a bowl of spicy noodles! Three or two." Xiao Yu sat down at a table, lightly wiping his hand on the surface, feeling quite greasy, guessing it hadn't been thoroughly cleaned in a long time.

  "Alright! Wait for it!" The boss replied and turned around to walk out of the door.

  Xiao Yu felt strange, I was eating noodles here, how did you run out? What happened afterwards left Xiao Yu speechless.

  "Fourth elder! Bring me three or four bowls of noodles!" The boss ran out of the door and shouted loudly to the opposite side.

  The noodle shop opposite was just a stall selling hanging noodles. Upon hearing the boss's shout, an apprentice immediately handed over three or four hanging noodles to the boss.

  Looking at the boss humming a tune as he put the noodles into the pot, Xiao Yu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Boss, don't noodle shops make their own noodles? Why are you buying someone else's?"

  The boss smiled and said, "Young man, now time is money. Isn't this to save time? Pulling noodles yourself takes too much time, it's more convenient like this, see, it's done!"

  The boss scooped out the noodles, put them in a large bowl, and somehow flipped out a plastic box, scooped up a spoonful of black chili sauce from inside, poured it over the noodles, and then placed the bowl of noodles in front of Little Yu.

  In the small universe, can the noodles pressed out by the machine be compared to those pulled out by oneself? These noodles not only don't have a special soup base, but also look at the chili sauce on the noodles, black and sticky, which doesn't make you feel like eating.

  "Low-quality chili sauce, edible. Each serving of 100g reduces hunger by 5%, restores 5% health, with a 1% risk of food poisoning. Use with caution."

  Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him, Xiaoyu almost felt like vomiting. No wonder this store's business was so bad, whoever ate this bowl of noodles wouldn't come back a second time. But this also gave Xiaoyu confidence, if he were to open this store himself, with the skills he learned from Master Guo, he would definitely do better than him.

  Xiao Yu picked up the chopsticks, summoned three times courage, still didn't dare to try, and gently put the chopsticks back on the table. He said to the boss, "Boss, are you going to transfer ownership of the store?"

  The boss was stunned after hearing this and finally understood that the young man's intention was not in the wine, he didn't come to eat noodles.

  The boss looked up and down at Xiao Yu, somewhat disdainfully. From the young man's attire, he didn't seem to be a wealthy person. Did he still want to take over his store?

  But thinking again, I have been hanging out the sign of transferring the store for more than a month, and no one has asked about it. Now that the opportunity has come, I don't want to miss it either.

  Also, the location of this store is extremely poor, it's located at the innermost part of the wholesale market. It wasn't until after opening the store that I regretted it. Most of the customers who come to buy vegetables are elderly women, they would argue with vendors for half an hour over a few cents and wouldn't spend four yuan to eat a bowl of noodles here.

  The store has been open for three months and is losing money every month. If it weren't for the one-year contract with the wholesale market, I wouldn't have hesitated to leave, just to avoid losing the two months' rent deposit.

  "Hey kid, want to take over this store?" The boss sat down across from Xiao Yu, asking somewhat absent-mindedly.

  Xiao Yu nodded, "I don't know how much money is needed?"

  When it comes to money, the boss's eyes lit up, he glanced at Xiao Yu, calculated in his heart for a moment, quickly determined a price in his mind, and said, "This house is a collective market, the rent is 500 yuan per month, I prepaid two months' rent as a deposit, a total of 1,000 yuan, this must be given to me."

  "Also, looking at the pots and pans, tables and chairs in this store, plus there's a bed in the small compartment in the back, I'd say it's worth around 500 yuan. So that makes a total of 1,500 yuan, what do you think?"

  Xiao Yu furrowed his brow upon hearing this, 1,500 yuan was his own hard-earned money. If he gave it to the boss, he wouldn't even have enough for the initial investment. He looked at the boss's things again, they were all old and worn-out furniture, the only thing that might be worth something was that big pot, but it couldn't be worth that much!

  He involuntarily raised his head and looked into his boss's eyes.

  A flash of golden light suddenly passed through Xiao Yu's eyes, the boss was startled and took a closer look at Xiao Yu's eyes, but found nothing. The boss cursed silently, thinking he had seen a ghost.

  "Target――Store owner, Primary Mind-Reading Result: Lying, the total price of various items in the store is less than 300 yuan."

  Xiao Yu smiled slightly, "Boss, sorry, I don't have that much money."

  Having said that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

  The boss was anxious, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Yu's arm, "Young man, let's talk about it, don't rush to leave! How about this, I'll make it cheaper, a total of 1,400 yuan, what do you say?"

  Xiao Yu shook his head and continued walking away.

  The boss stood up and hugged Xiao Yu, "1,250 yuan! The lowest price! Otherwise, I'll be losing money!"

  "Deal!" Xiao Yu smiled and turned around, extending his right hand to the boss.

  Paid 1,250 yuan to the boss, who handled things efficiently, closed the store door, took Xiaoyu to handle the transfer procedures, and then went to the market management office to handle the house rental transfer procedures.

  These procedures cost Xiaoyu another 50 yuan.

  After finishing all the formalities, the boss rolled up his bedding and walked away with a happy and excited expression, carrying Xiao Yu's money.

  Looking at the only 200 yuan left in his pocket, Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The money he had earned from working hard for more than two months was almost gone in just one day.

  But also there are things that make Xiao Yu happy, from now on, the owner of this small noodle shop is Xiao Yu.

  Inside the store there was a very small compartment, just enough to fit a single bed and a desk, this would be Xiaoyu's sleeping place from now on.

  After taking over the store from his boss, Xiaoyu immediately started a thorough cleaning. He poured away the messy and unknown leftover noodle sauce that had been left for who knows how long, and thoroughly cleaned the large pot underneath.

  Then spent ten yuan to buy a bucket of disinfectant from the market, used a brush to scrub the tables and chairs thoroughly, and then swept the floor carefully with a broom.

  Fortunately, the free market was built not long ago, and the walls were still relatively clean, so there was no need for repainting.

  After finishing the cleaning, Xiaoyu made a list of all the ingredients needed to make spicy sauce noodles. According to this list, Xiaoyu went through the entire wholesale market and bought everything he needed. At this time, there were only ten yuan left in his pocket.

  After everything was settled, Xiaoyu took out the big red paper he had just bought, cut it into a long strip, wrote "Xiaoyu Spicy Sauce Noodle Shop" in large characters on it, and pasted it over the old sign of the boss.

  No firecrackers, no flower baskets, Xiaoyu's spicy noodle shop opened quietly.

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