Alien Snack Bar

Qin Fei was full of food and drink, and strolled around to eat, and suddenly there was someone running on the street.

"The porridge in front of the state house!"

All the people who run are poor people and the refugees who have been affected by the disaster in the north. Although Qingzhou City is very large, not everyone can find a job to support themselves and their families, and they can only rely on the state to help them.

Qin Fei did not find out before, when he was eating, he knew that there were so many refugees.

He touched his heart and followed it to see the situation.

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered in the square in front of the state government. The crowds had long queues, and the cadres were responsible for maintaining order, but there was no looting.

There are a few large tanks at the forefront. The tanks are all thick porridge, one bowl per person, and a spoonful of pickled vegetables with lard of lard, enough to make people full.

Qingzhou Prefecture is really generous, and there is no such thing as imagining the ban on refugees.

The refugees lined up to pick up the porridge, and all thanks to Dade. Qin Fei nodded and was ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this time, there was some dispute before the porridge team.

"Da, my child is hungry for a day, I beg you to do well, can you have more porridge?" A mother with a child pleaded.

The aunt who ate the porridge knocked the scoop squeaking: "You have more points, he has more points, and the people behind you still can't eat?"

"It can be known that the state adults have orders, each person is full of bowls, you only have half a bowl." The mother who embraced the baby continued to argue.

Aunt screamed: "It's good to have something to eat, hey, talk back, beware, I will take your bowl of porridge."

The mother had to wipe her tears and quit her bowl.

Qin Fei felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he was not good at it for a while. He went to see other porridge teams and finally found a fact.

Other porridge-fillers will fill the bowl and fill it with a spoonful of lard slag. Only the aunt who used the porridge will only give half a bowl, and will shake a few times when cooking. A half spoon is thrown out, just like the epilepsy of sheep.

This is not the food of her family. The government is helping the victims. What is she doing so stingy?

In fact, some people blame, there is no reason, pure skin itch.

The process of applying porridge is very long. This aunt's action is tempered and much slower than others. Then he says that he wants to go to the latrine and stop porridge.

Aunt went to the women's toilet for a while, and when she came out, she found a masked man standing in front of her.

Aunt was shocked and quickly grabbed her chest: "What do you want to do, I will call someone when I come over."

"I am Langzhong, specializing in hand shaking, aunt shaking hands, or I will show you?" Qin Fei stepped forward, a slap in the face turned the aunt on the ground.

"Hey, murder..." Aunt licked half of her swollen face, and tears could not stop.

"Don't dare, I will cut your tongue." Qin Fei chopped a kitchen knife at the feet of the aunt.

The aunt suddenly fell scared and cried, whispering: "What do you want to do?"

"I said, I am a Langzhong, specializing in hand shaking." Qin Fei paused, "Do you still shake your hands?"

Aunt waved again and again: "Do not shake, don't shake."

"Hey, isn't this still shaking?" Qin Fei slaps a slap in the face, and the other half of the aunt's face is swollen, like a pig's head.

Aunt cried, but she was afraid that Qin Fei would cut his tongue and quickly hold back, then stretched his hand straight: "Look, you really don't shake."

"It looks good, if you shake your back, I will come to you." Qin Fei snorted and turned over the wall and disappeared.

Aunt quickly ran out of the alley, said to the servant that someone hit her, but the servant asked who it was, and the aunt asked another question.

This thing is gone, and the aunt has to return to the post.

She picked up a porridge and was about to shake it. Suddenly she felt a sharp gaze in the darkness. She shuddered and quickly filled her, and there was no deduction.

Qin Fei observed for a while, and then nodded, Shushuang left.

In the afternoon, Qin Fei continued to wander in Qingzhou City. He wanted to find a piece of open space and open the snack bar. In the past few days, he was not doing business, and he was playing around, and there was no growth at all.

Can be in the Qingzhou City, the size of the gold, how empty, even if there are, others have bought, to use it will have to spend money, and must rent a year.

But Qin Fei only wants to leave for a few days, and renting a year is not worthwhile.

When Qin Fei thought for a moment, he went to a teahouse to drink tea. Where the teeth gathered, the information was well-informed, and there might be suitable places to recommend.

"Have you heard that Qingzhou's first swordsman, Jiang Liuhai and Qingzhou's first knife, Yunjuan will fight in Qingmingshan in three days."

"Really? That can't really miss this battle of the world."

Qin Fei’s house information was not heard, but when he heard such a news, he curiously inserted his mouth: “Is that river and cloud rolling rain famous?”

The tea clerk glanced at him: "How can it not be famous? That is the representative figure of Qingzhou Wulin, such as Lei Guan Er!"

Although Qin Fei has a martial arts repair, it is not a martial arts person. I have never heard the names of these two people. I only ask: "How many people go to watch the battle?"

Tea guests seem too lazy to answer Qin Fei, yin and yang strange: "How much do you say?"

It’s easier to do it. If you have a master, you have to play for ten days and a half. But you don’t have a shop in front of the village, and you have to go to a snack bar to make a profit.

Qin Fei paid the tea money and went to the vegetable market in Qingzhou City to purchase a batch. Anyway, there is a freezer, which will not be bad in a short time.

Then I went straight to the Qingdong Mountain in the east of the city.

This Qingming Mountain has a record in the mountains and rivers. It belongs to one of the famous mountains and rivers in the world. Its mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and it is like a dragon in the land of Qingzhou and Zhangzhou.

Its main peak is thirty miles east of Qingzhou City. It is straight and steep, and is one thousand feet high. It is like a giant sword falling from the sky, and the dragon is cut off.

Of course, this is the cow that the storyteller blew, and Qin Fei is a stone.

Shangshan Road is not good to go, and the mountain wind is very big, just like someone is pulling, Qin Fei has been repaired as being in the body, and almost fell to the cliff several times. It seems that the time to come to watch the battle should be martial arts. Chinese people, after all, ordinary people can hardly go up the mountain.

From dusk to midnight, Qin Fei only arrived at a platform on the main peak. The distance between the real mountains and the mountains was ten. When the two masters confronted each other, I was afraid that even the nose hair could be clearly seen.

And here the terrain is flat, most of the audience behind will gather here ~ www.readwn.com ~ Qin Fei made a wave of analysis, put the snack bar on this platform.

Subsequently, Qin Fei simply made a meal, and he went to sleep.

Early the next morning, someone knocked at the door.

Qin Fei opened the door and found that the other party was a young man with a handsome appearance, giving people the feeling of deja vu, but could not remember for a moment.

The young man arched his hand: "Xietai can actually cover the house above the main peak, admire the admiration, just went up the mountain, want to discuss a bowl of water to drink."

Qin Fei gave him a bowl of water and suddenly remembered something: "Yan Zu, is that you?"

As far as I am familiar, this young man and the film star Yan Zu are exactly the same, Qin Fei now thinks, can not help but blurt out.

The young man stunned: "Wang Xiongtai admits the wrong person? Under the book is a bookmaker, the name of the time seaweed, there is always someone called me Yanzu, I don't know why."

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