“Treading on the step” Yuanzhou dressed in Hanfu, stepping down the stairs and coming to the kitchen.

In order to facilitate the mobile phone, every piece of Hanfu in Yuanzhou has a waist pocket, which is loaded with Yuanzhou’s mobile phone.

“It’s not too early to start.” Yuanzhou looked back at the window of the kitchen and then stood in the middle of the kitchen.

"Wait." Yuanzhou put away the hand that was ready to wash his hands and quickly took out his mobile phone.

"This problem is very serious." Yuanzhou began to view text messages with his mobile phone.

After flipping it over and discovering that there was no new unread news, Yuanzhou frowned at the subconscious, and after only thinking for a second, he began to dial the phone.

And this number has always been the most concerned about your number, that is 10086.

The 10086 phone was quickly connected, and Yuanzhou directly pressed the zero and found the manual customer service staff.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" There was a clear male voice on the phone.

“Hey?” Yuanzhou looked at the mobile phone, and he didn’t make a mistake. Some doubts “How can someone else hit the soft girl, and I am a man.”

Until the opposite inquiry again, Yuanzhou responded and immediately said "I am sorry, I want to check my tariff problem."

"Okay, is it a monthly bill? Do you need a text message to send you a voice or a voice broadcast, or both?" The clear male voice asked very patiently.

"SMS." Yuanzhou said in a simple and concise manner.

“The SMS has been sent to your mobile phone. Is there any other question?” asked the clear male voice customer service routine.

"Is it necessary to answer the call from France?" Yuanzhou calmly asked.

"You don't need communication fees to answer foreign calls in China, and SMS can be received for free." Customer service answered seriously.

"So how much does it cost to use it, use a local French mobile phone." Yuanzhou asked again.

"This requires looking at the other communication company, and the tariffs of each communication company are different." Customer Service.

"Okay, thank you." Yuanzhou thanked.

After the call ended, Yuanzhou gave the customer service a five-star praise, hung up the phone, and the expression on his face relaxed.

"Well, don't want money." Yuanzhou put the phone in the drawer.

"Sure enough, I am more witty." Yuanzhou is very satisfied with his mobile phone.

After solving the confusion about answering the phone, Yuanzhou seriously cooked the ingredients and carried out some preliminary treatments so that the finished dishes could be served faster.

After preparing the ingredients, Yuanzhou washed his hands again, then opened the door and waited for the dinner opening hours.

"Boom, 咔嚓" just when Yuanzhou opened the door, the sky suddenly sounded a thunder, and all of a sudden it became brighter.

"It's going to rain?" Yuanzhou frowned and looked at some cloudy days.

The people who lined up outside also stopped chatting and looked at the thunder.

"Hey, this is the rhythm of rain." Someone said.

"I haven't heard, this weather forecast also shows sunny days." Someone said with a mobile phone.

"The weather forecast can be believed, the sows can go up the tree, which time is not a post-mortem, and it rains after the rain." Someone immediately dismissed.

"No, the weather forecast can't believe, but fortunately I carry an umbrella with me." Some girls proudly patted their bags.

"There is nothing here. There are places to hide from the rain. Thanks to the queue committee." The man immediately pointed to the door of the two sides of the store.

Yes, now this street is not only the lanterns, but also the sunscreen that has been spent.

The shed is designed to be different in color according to each store, but the size is the same, so it is like a small flag fluttering on the street, it looks very beautiful.

When the man said this, the queuing people’s arguments went to the queuing committee.

The people lined up here slowly moved toward the canopy, while the familiar bicycle ringing on the other side rang.

"叮铃铃叮铃铃." The person is Zhou Yu.

"Accumulate the collection of the stalls, and a big inspection, they will go faster." Zhou Yu snorted while riding a bicycle.

It was at this time that the rain came down.

The rain in the spring is not too big but very dense, and it will still wet people for a while.

"Hey, how come it rains so quickly, it doesn't matter if you have to collect the money, you have to check it." The young man who sold the fried dumplings said that he was collecting the money.

"This is a coincidence, the rain came with the check." The old woman said with a piggyback back.

"Isn't it, it's all raining and I don't know if I can check it." This is a covered uncle who sells stewed vegetables. He packs it slowly.

"Zhou Xiaoge, this is raining, but I can't check it? If I don't check, I won't clean up. Some people will go out to buy food later." The uncle who sold the dish was asked loudly to Zhou Yu.

"I just received the inspection order, I will definitely come, let's go." Zhou Yu landed on one foot and held an umbrella in one hand, and waved impatiently to let people go.

"Really, I ran to check in the rainy days, and I don't know how to be so diligent." The uncle who sells the vegetables is reluctant to pack up, not forgetting to complain.

"Let's talk a little bit, people's small weeks to notice is not bad, or how can your stalls survive." The middle-aged woman selling pancakes gave a white-breasted uncle.

"Know know, thank you Xiao Zhou." The uncle who sold the stewed dish yelled at Zhou Yuxi.

Most of them were packed up, and this time it showed a middle-aged woman's fuss. There were many layers of partitions in front of them, and each of them had a small bowl of brown.

There are different kinds of cakes with different colors and bright appearance. The middle-aged women are drenched in the rain but hold a piece of cardboard to block the top layer of the clam cake, but there is no way to clean up.

She kept looking at the sky and looked at her own cake, and her face was hesitant.

"Come on, I’m in trouble." At this time, a black umbrella was suddenly handed back, and Zhou Yu’s impatient voice.

"Thank you, thank you Zhou Xiaoge, I will clean up immediately, and clean up immediately." This middle-aged woman began to put chopsticks on the back in the back.

Zhou Yu is standing behind the person holding an umbrella. Of course, he still does not forget to urge him to hurry. "You are the slowest, the most toss, and don't come next time."

"Yes, thank you Zhou Xiaoge." Middle-aged women are not angry with Zhou Yu's impatience, but they are sympathetic.

"Hurry up." Zhou Yu handed the umbrella back without a trace, and his entire back was exposed to the spring rain.

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Ps: I am really embarrassed, today there is only one more, the cat is not beaten.