Late Night Cafeteria: Starting with a Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man

Butcher Zhang sells pork. In addition to pork, he also sells cooked food in brine. The business was good, but today he did not sell any cooked food.

The taste of the cooked food he made was far worse than the smell of meat in the air. He was sitting alone beside the stall and was sulking when he saw Jiu Shu came with a group of people and immediately greeted him.

Ninth Uncle is a famous person in Renjia Town. He is a monk with real skills, so he is very respected by the townspeople.

"Good morning, Ninth Uncle. Would you like some barbecued pork that just came out of the pot this morning? There is also roast goose. The two-year-old goose has crispy skin and tender meat. It's very fragrant."

Which pot did not open Qiusheng and said, "It's more fragrant than the smell of meat in the air?"

Butcher Zhang's face immediately collapsed and he complained: "Hey, it's bad luck, I don't know where the smell of meat came from, and I don't know when it dissipated. If it stays like this, my business is considered yellow. already."

Jiu Shu smiled and said, "This meat fragrance will dissipate in three days."

"Really?" Butcher Zhang asked in surprise.

Of course, after all, this was said by the initiator himself. Uncle Ninth glanced at Zhou Xuan, smiled at Butcher Zhang, and nodded.

Great, butcher Zhang was overjoyed. He believed in the words of Uncle Jiu, so he had to jump a big fat roast goose from the shelf and stuff it into Wencai's hands.

"Take and eat, take and eat."

Uncle Jiu declined, "I can't, I can't."

Butcher Zhang said: "My cooked food can only be baked and eaten right away. Since the taste of the meat will dissipate after three days, these roast goose and barbecued pork will be wasted if they can't be sold out today."

Just as he was talking, the market suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums.

"Take a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, our Qingyun class's acrobatics are second to none in our provincial capital. Today, when we come to Renjia Town, it is fate for everyone to meet each other. If you have money, you will have a chance to win. Money favors personal field.".

Chapter 67

The lively market, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, attracted many people.

The diners at the early stall put down their bowls one after another and joined in to watch the fun.

"It's a juggling act, Master, let's go over there too, shall we?" Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai couldn't help being curious and wanted to go over and take a look. After all, acrobatic classes like this are not common, because they don't come to such small places as villages and towns. .

"Let's eat first while the stall is less crowded!"

Ninth Uncle seemed to deliberately oppose his two unfilial apprentices, and directly took Zhou Xuan and Si Mu to a familiar stall and sat down. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai could only follow in a dejected manner.

"Ninth Uncle, here we are, or the same way?" The stall owner greeted him in front of the pot.

"Axuan, you can go over and have a look. If you want something to eat, just order it yourself." Ninth Uncle naturally wanted to entertain the guest Zhou Xuan first.

There are three large baskets in this stall, and each layer of steamer is filled with bowls of different breakfasts, as well as various steamed buns and cakes, which are quite similar to the Hong Kong-style morning tea shops in later generations.

Zhou Xuan is very interested in this. As a northerner, he rarely gets breakfast like this.

"Boss 25, I'd like a sausage roll, barbecued pork dumplings, shrimp dumplings, and a boat porridge."

The stall owner was a lean man in his forties. He quickly placed the small cage on the table and said with a smile, "This guest, Tingzai porridge needs to be made fresh to be delicious, please wait a few minutes."

The morning tea here is really good. The shrimp in the shrimp dumplings are big and fresh, full of shrimp flavor, the rice rolls are smooth and crispy, and the char siu bun is soft and delicious.

But under Zhou Xuan's super-tasteful tongue, there is no way to hide the shortcomings.

Tingzai porridge is quite good. It uses fresh shrimp, fish fillet, shredded egg, peanut kernel, floating skin...

Boom boom boom!

The sound of gongs and drums in the market center was loud, but the cheers from the onlookers were even stronger. Qiusheng and Wencai stretched their necks like geese, wanting to see what happened.

"Master, we are full!"

Qiu Sheng shoved the food in his hand into the mouth in two or three, and couldn't wait to pull Wen Cai and ran away, for fear of being stopped by Master again.

Ninth Uncle shook his head. Seeing that Zhou Xuan and Si Mu were almost the same, he invited him, "Let's go over and take a look?"

"Okay!" The two nodded in agreement.

The three followed Qiu Sheng Wencai to the crowd. Qiu Sheng, relying on his own martial arts experience, had a bit of strength and directly tore a path in the crowd.

When the group of people squeezed to the front, they saw a simple platform on an open space of about [-] square meters. The front desk was the place for performances, and there was a tent at the back. People from the juggling team kept coming in and out.

At this time, an old man in his fifties on the stage was performing tricks, that is, magic.

I saw that he put an empty wooden box on the table, and first showed it to the onlookers to see that it was indeed empty.

"Is there anyone to confirm that I am an empty box? Who wants to come up and confirm?"

"I come"

"I come"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai raised their hands high and were the most active.

The old man pointed at Qiusheng and said with a smile, "Then ask this little brother to come and check."

Qiu Sheng came to the stage excitedly, rummaged the wooden box back and forth, and knocked on it with his hand, affirming: "This is an empty wooden box."

"Okay then, little brother, go down, the old man will show the big guy something good!"

The old man closed the wooden box, closed his eyes, and muttered a few words.

"Come!"

The old man's eyes widened, then he pointed at the wooden box and said, "Open!"

The lid on the wooden box suddenly opened.

The old man took out a bronze statue of Guanyin from the wooden box with both hands.

"Old man today, I invite Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva to come down to earth. The friends who are present today are all blessed. Let's pay homage to Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and wish everyone peace and happiness."

What the old man did was really good. The surrounding audience not only applauded, but also really worshipped for a few times. Some believers immediately took money and handed it to the young guy with the gong.

Zhou Xuan expected that there must be a mechanism between the wooden box and the table, otherwise the bronze statue of Guanyin would not have appeared in the box out of thin air.

But Ninth Uncle and Si Mu, who were watching the excitement, turned serious.

"Senior brother, can you see it?" Simu asked in a deep voice.

Questions arose in Zhou Xuan's heart, is there something else going on here?

However, Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "It's the technique of transporting five ghosts!"

The technique of transporting five ghosts means that five little ghosts can take people's property without opening the door or breaking the box.

But then he saw a trace of disdain flashing across Jiu Shu's face, and said, "The real five ghosts are the five gods of plague, namely Chunwen Zhang Yuanbo, Xiawen Liu Yuanda, Qiuwen Zhao Gongming, and Dongwen. Wen Zhong Shigui and the general manager Zhong Wen Shi Wenye."

"The technique of transporting five ghosts used by this man is only to drive five little baby spirits, but he doesn't know whether this bronze statue of Guanyin is their own or was stolen from someone else's home."

"However, using this technique is ultimately harmful, and this person is not afraid of bad retribution in the future."

With four eyes, Uncle Ninth indicated with his eyes to look at the tent in the backstage, and the people who came in and out said: "These people are not simple, each and everyone is agitating their temples. Such a person is willing to live in a small juggling team, there must be ghosts!"

Performing acrobatics is a low-end business in this era, and it can't make a lot of money.

The masters who came in and out of the tent, with that ability, even if they were a escort, would earn more than ten times more money than they do now, and it was even more decent.

Therefore, the four eyes predict that there must be ghosts in this Qingyun class.

Ninth Uncle couldn't help worrying in his heart, the four eyes were guests, maybe he would drive the corpse out of here tomorrow or the day after.

But he himself is a person in this town. If these masters come here for ulterior motives, they will inevitably cause some trouble.

However, Uncle Ninth couldn't drive these people out, so he could only take note of the faces of the team, and be on guard in his heart.

Seeing the two of them look like this, Zhou Xuan seemed to be quite afraid of this juggling team, so he couldn't help but open his eyes and domineering to find out what was in the tent.

After a period of practice, Zhou Xuan's arrogance was able to capture all the pictures within [-] meters with himself as the center.

At this time, Zhou Xuan was only more than ten meters away from the tent, and he saw the domineering look directly through the tent and saw the scene inside.

In the tent, six people gathered together, not knowing what they were discussing, surrounded by some juggling props.

But in the corner of the tent, there was a black coffin! .

Chapter 68

The black coffin gave Zhou Xuan a very uncomfortable feeling, and when he heard the domineering light swept over it, there was an illusion that a very cold aura was about to burst into his mind.

Suddenly, a person in the tent stood up. This person was in his thirties, with a vertical eye tattooed on his forehead, and his muscles were tense. He looked around and said coldly: "I dare to ask which friend it is, why hide his head and show his tail. , will you come out and see you?"

When the other five saw this, they immediately became vigilant.

Although Zhou Xuan couldn't hear what they were saying, he also realized that the man with vertical eyes had noticed him, so he took back his domineering look.

Beside him, Jiu Shu and Si Mu looked at him in shock, Zhou Xuan asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"You, have you cultivated divine consciousness?"

This shocked the two of them. As Taoist priests, although they used a lot of Taoism techniques and their bodies were stronger than ordinary people, they were still mortal with naked eyes.

But if you can cultivate spiritual consciousness, you must be a master who can come out of your body.

The yin god is the aggregate of the spiritual energy and spirit of the cultivator, which can exist without the flesh, enter the underworld, and travel thousands of miles at night.

And those who can cultivate into the Yang God are those who are successful in Taoism and are expected to become immortals.

Ninth Uncle and Si Mu couldn't believe it, Zhou Xuan was actually a big guy who could cultivate a yin god!

Zhou Xuan shook his head with a smile, and briefly introduced the domineering information he had seen.

"The world where the white-bearded diners live is incredible!" Uncle Jiu sighed.

The four eyes nodded again and again. Although the two were very greedy and domineering, they did not ask Zhou Xuan to teach them, because both of them were orthodox Taoist priests from Maoshan, with a complete inheritance of Taoism. Abandoned the identity of Maoshan Taoist priest, because of small loss.

However, Uncle Ninth quickly became interested in what Zhou Xuan saw in the tent, and hurriedly asked, "Ah Xuan, have you noticed anything wrong in the tent?"

"I seem to have aroused their vigilance. Let's get out of here first." "!" Zhou Xuan saw someone emerge from the tent, and hurriedly pulled Jiu Shu and Si Mu to leave, leaving Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai to cover them.

Seeing Zhou Xuan's nervous appearance, Ninth Uncle said solemnly, "Since Ah Xuan's investigation can be discovered, it means that there are masters of magic in it, but I don't know if it's the right way or the evil way."

Zhou Xuan said: "I saw a black coffin inside, which gave me a very gloomy feeling, it seemed to be something ominous."

"By the way, there is another person who is very special. He has a vertical eye tattooed on his forehead. He found me."