Dark Matter Museum

It's really weird.The boss hesitated carefully, but he was right, he had paid for it.In any case, this is also a business, and people have the final say if they can eat it.He was about to put two large steaming pots on the pot to steam the buns.Then I used the pot on the side to cook half a catty of wide noodles, thinking this should be enough.

The noodles didn't have to work hard, and the fragrant meat scumbag was placed in front of Zhao Kun.Zhao Kun took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and ate slowly.

The boss suddenly felt that the way Zhao Kun eats noodles is very strange, and it makes people uncomfortable.After taking a few peeks, the boss finally understood where the uncomfortable feeling came from.

Most people have to bow their heads when eating noodles, but Zhao Kun doesn't.He pushed the stool open with his hips and squatted down so that his mouth and the bowl were on the same line.Afterwards, regardless of whether it is hot or not, fish the face into your mouth.This guy is really hungry.

In order to save money, the shop owner didn't turn on the lights.Under the dim light, he always felt that Zhao Kun's opened mouth was as pitch black as a black hole, and his teeth and tongue were all black.

Illusion, or misunderstanding?

The boss rubbed his eyes, then his eyes widened suddenly.In the blink of an eye, Zhao Kun actually ate half a catty of noodles clean, even drank the soup.Obviously he eats so slowly and his posture is awkward.

Zhao Kun sat down again. He sat on the bench with a straight waist.This looks like the breakfast shop owner looks more and more like when he had a nosebleed when he was a child, his head was tilted up to prevent it from bleeding.

'Aunt Wang asked me not to ask her son to nod, could it be that this person's head is really hurt?'The boss thought.

Zhao Kun was still hungry after eating the noodles, and the boss gave him a small dish.But the side dishes were not good at all, Zhao Kun groaned hungry, and there was a constant grunt from his stomach.The sound was like a starving ghost running out of hell, panting.

After finally tossing for half an hour, the two large meat buns were finally steamed.The boss breathed a sigh of relief, and if this continues, he won't be able to open the door today.All the edible side dishes were cleaned by Zhao Kun, the food was gone, and a fart shop was opened.

"Here, your two cages of buns." The boss gave him a large plate of buns.

"Not enough, take them all. Take the steamer together." Zhao Kun shouted while holding the buns in his hands.He is not afraid of being scalded. The surface temperature of the freshly steamed buns is at least 70 degrees Celsius.

One bite is a bun, don't chew, just swallow it.The shopkeeper's eyes straightened.After opening a breakfast shop for decades, it was the first time he saw others eat so boldly.Generally, people can feel pleasant when they swallow things.So eating and broadcasting have become popular in recent years.

But watching Zhao Kun eat, he looks like a starving ghost and looks ugly.It only makes the boss's back chill.

Zhao Kun held the steamer with both hands, for fear that others would grab food from him.Eat and eat continuously, never stopped.More than 20 kilograms of steamed buns, plus half a catty of noodles and ten kilograms of side dishes.The boss looked at his small body and couldn't figure out where the food that was about one-third of his weight had gone.

If it was due to physique, this person's belly did not bulge!

The boss suddenly felt a little scared.It's still early at night.Didn't you really meet a starving ghost?

"Not enough, boss, is there anything to eat." Zhao Kun looked at the empty two steamer baskets, without any expression under the hidden faces.

But the boss is just too scared: "It's gone, it's all for you. I want to do business. You go home quickly."

"My mother gave the money, so I ate yours. Are there still buns over there? Steam them all for me." Zhao Kun struck his tongue and stood up.

The boss took a few steps back in fright: "These are the ones I keep open for business."

"Selling it to me is also doing business. I'm not a customer anymore?" Zhao Kun approached him: "If you don't cook it for me, I will eat it myself."

The owner of the shop, a 40-year-old man, almost started crying: "Master, I am afraid of you. I will refund you the money, you can go back."

"I don't want money. Hey, I count as much as I eat, and my mother will give you money." Zhao Kun walked to the stove and looked at the raw pork fillings that were not processed. Stuffed in the mouth.

After eating up a large pot of raw fillings, I ate the fermented raw noodles.Finally, after he swallowed more than a hundred kilograms of ingredients, he slowly turned his face to the shop owner.

The store owner had been scared and hid aside, without humming.

"Boss, do you have anything to eat?" Zhao Kun asked.

"No, it's really gone. You can even eat the salt for me. What else is left in my store except my old bone." After speaking, the store owner wanted to slap himself.What is bad to say, saying that you are an old bone.For the hungry people, who knows whether bones are attractive.

My own stinky mouth, why don't I change it.

Sure enough, Zhao Kun heard the words Old Bones.Staring at the shop owner thoughtfully.

The shop owner only felt his horror, he kept shrinking back.Under the light, Zhao Kun's face could not be seen clearly.But Zhao Kun suddenly licked his lips, and for an instant, he saw Zhao Kun's tongue.

It's not an illusion, Zhao Kun's tongue slug seems thick and wet, and it's so dark, as if it was painted with ink.It is absolutely impossible for a human tongue to grow like this.

Is it possible that Zhao Kun in front of him is really a starving ghost crawling out of hell!

The shop owner feels like he is going crazy!What the hell is going on, although he is not a good person in his life, he is not bad either.Diligent and conscientious as the owner of the breakfast shop for decades.You shouldn't be approached by a starving ghost.

Where is the problem!

"Hungry, hungry, hungry, so hungry." Zhao Kun hidden under his hat, his eyes glowing.He didn't have any other reaction. Instead, he sat back on the stool and kept hungry.

The boss patted his heart, a little relieved.Although Zhao Kun was a bit crippled and behaved strangely, there was no sign of attacking people.He went to the back kitchen and brought some stocks. After Zhao Kun finished eating, he seemed to be full.Sitting quietly, without any response.

As if dead.

Today’s shop is definitely not open.Zhao Kun had eaten himself thousands of dollars back and forth, but the point Wang gave was not enough.The shop owner thought that he must find Aunt Wang for more points.

In short, there was nothing to do. The idle and boring shop owner swiped his phone and glanced at Zhao Kun with his eyes from time to time. This weird man remained in a motionless posture for a long time, his body hidden deep under his coat and hat, so that the boss could not see Zhao Kun's face. But the boss always felt that Zhao Kun was also staring at him secretly.