I did one thing to the extreme

Chapter 299 It Must Be Immortal Art

noon.

Most of the residents of Jincha City are eating, and a few are working, arguing, playing games, and doing other things.

For example, Shen Kuo, he didn't eat on time, and was in the office to read the latest action plan. This time, with Wang Liang here, he started to act after the Spring Festival to prevent long nights and dreams.

Suddenly, he smelled a scent, which contained the smell of sauerkraut and meat, and a pot of delicious pig-killing vegetables appeared in Shen Kuo's mind, making his saliva flow down three thousand feet instantly.

Hungry, super hungry.

Hurry up to the cafeteria to eat pig-killing dishes.

As a result, I didn’t see pig-killing dishes after I went there. Today at noon, the cafeteria made Muar tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork, fried pork, fried garlic sprouts, and fried rice noodles.

"Master, where does the smell of pig-killing vegetables come from?"

The chef in the back kitchen shook his head, expressing that he was not clear.

Shen Kuo made some food indiscriminately, and during the process of eating, a pot of butchered vegetables flashed in his mind from time to time, which almost made him greedy.

Other residents of Jincha City also smelled the smell of butchered vegetables, and a pot of butchered vegetables flashed in their minds from time to time, which caused the restaurants selling butchered vegetables to become extremely popular and sold out all the raw materials.

night.

Residents of Jincha City smelled a spicy and spicy smell again, and a large pot of boiled fish popped up in their minds, so Sichuan restaurants became unbelievably popular again.

In the next few days, the residents of Jincha City ate with "taste" every day.

For example, today I smelled the smell of stewed meat, and I was so greedy that I couldn’t take it anymore, so I hurriedly stewed the meat, and at night I smelled the smell of scorpion noodles, so I also hurriedly made scorpion noodles. , must eat.

On this day, the last exchange meeting before the year began. There were huge crowds of people, and the drums and gongs were loud. They all came out to buy New Year’s goods and watch the excitement. Naturally, Wang Liang also came out.

"Brother Liang, the ring stall"

Ying Zheng pointed to the stall on the side of the road, and motioned for Wang Liang to make a move. He had seen Wang Liang's tricks, and he hit every shot, making the boss almost cry.

Today I went out to disguise, so I don’t have to worry about being recognized. Wang Liang nodded calmly, walked to the booth, and asked with a smile: "How much is a circle?".

"Not only for sale, the minimum price is five yuan and five circles"

"I bought all the rings in your hand, it's almost Chinese New Year, have a good time"

"I have a total of [-] circles in my hand"

"Row"

Wang Liang paid the money very happily, and the boss also handed over all his money to Wang Liang very happily.

The onlookers looked like they were watching a show. It was the first time they had seen someone spend [-] rings. Either they had IQ problems or they were a prodigal son.

"Let me test the water for you first"

Ying Zheng took a few laps from Wang Liang's hand, and threw it casually at the grand prize in the last row. The blind cat hit the dead mouse, and it caught him. Round, O-shaped mouth.

It was a large box of jigsaw puzzles, and the purchase price was more than 100. At this moment, he felt that the flesh on his body was cut off, and his heart hurt.

"Hahaha"

Ying Zheng looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and said loudly: "I'm really a one-in-a-million trap genius, boss, bring me the prize!".

With so many people watching, the boss couldn't play tricks, so he could only endure the severe pain in his heart, picked up the prizes in the back row, and handed them to Ying Zheng.

The crowd watching the melon-eating crowd, seeing the boss's face darker than the bottom of the pot, all laughed.

In the next few laps, Ying Zheng played very seriously, but unfortunately he didn't get any of them. Seeing this, the boss heaved a sigh of relief.

"Let you see the demeanor of the king of the king of circles"

While talking, Wang Liang picked up a circle, silently said "no food", and threw the circle out very casually. The circle drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it hit the toy accurately. little bear.

This time, the boss really panicked.

If the black-faced burly man was caught by chance just now, then this one was caught entirely by skill.

A matter that had been dusty for a long time suddenly appeared in his mind. A few months ago, when he was drinking with a friend, the friend told him that recently there was a ring master in Jincha City who hit every shot without a single mistake. Time to be careful.

At that time, he thought that his friend was bragging about B, but he never expected that the friend who usually likes to brag about B was actually telling the truth. When he thought of this, the other party had already caught five prizes.

Now it's the sixth one, and the seventh one soon all the prizes on the booth were caught. He wanted to cry, but he wanted to take advantage of the last exchange meeting a year ago to earn some hard money. Unexpectedly, he lost the bottom line upside down.

At this time, the melon-eaters onlookers were completely dumbfounded, and they yelled in their hearts, "What kind of skill is this shit? It's too strong!".

There are still new year's goods to be bought, a stall to be set up, time is tight, and the task is heavy, so Wang Liang simply asked Ying Zheng to hand him the circle, and he started working from left to right. After a while, nearly [-] circles were completed, and the boss and the melon-eaters were all finished. With confused eyes, he turned and left the ring booth.

When the New Year's goods are almost ready, start to make a delicacy that is suitable for all ages. Take a sack of corn from the magic weapon of space, stretch out your hand, palm up, and imagine that there is a large popcorn machine in the sky.

As a result, a phantom of a large popcorn maker really appeared in the sky.

Grab a handful of corn, put it in the popcorn maker, imagine a fire under the popcorn maker, the phantom of the flame really appears, and the popcorn maker starts to spin, and when it feels like the time is almost up, open the lid and hear a "bang" , a cloud of popcorn appeared in the air.

People around have noticed the "abnormality" here. An old man bared two big yellow teeth and said with a smile: "This trick is wonderful!".

A little boy with a thick head and a thick head, took his mother's hand, pointed to the popcorn in the air, and said eagerly: "Mom, I want to eat popcorn."

"I have a big B pocket, do you want to eat it?"

The little boy didn't speak, he didn't want to eat big B's pocket.

Ying Zheng took the bag he had prepared, packed the popcorn, and started eating. At the same time, he gave the little boy a smug look, which made the little boy cry angrily. laugh.

"Stop giggling and dump all the corn in the popcorn maker"

"okay!"

Under everyone's gaze, Ying Zheng picked up the sack and poured the corn into the popcorn maker looming in the air, and put a large bag of sugar and a large bag of chocolate into it.

The popcorn maker started to spin, and the phantom of the flame underneath became more intense.

"Is this magic, or a spell?"

A fat man was talking to himself while recording video with his mobile phone.

The companion was also recording with a mobile phone, staring at her eyes, and murmured: "This nima must be a fairy art, it's amazing, it's incredible."

A few minutes later, a strong smell of chocolate filled the entire meeting.

The people watching the popcorn are so numerous that they block the road.

(End of this chapter)