The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"Hello, as the first customer of this store. What would you like to eat?"

The upright looking man looked at Lin Pingzhi with a smile, and there was a sense of reassurance in his smile, as if the warmth of the rising sun shone on one's heart, making one feel warm. Cheerful.

Even Lin Pingzhi, who has experienced many storms and feels that human nature is dark and unfathomable, almost let down his guard at this moment.

But when he touched the evil sword manual in his bosom, Lin Pingzhi immediately came to his senses, and he could no longer be fooled by these smooth talkers. People are good looking, but there are many people with bad hearts.

Immediately Lin Pingzhi remained calm, he quietly sat in the seat closest to the door, ready to escape at any time.

Turning around and running now is not enough. The three people in front of them don't know the details. If they turn around and run by themselves, they are selling their backs to each other. This is a big taboo in martial arts. Because there are no eyes on the back, no one knows how he died if he handed over the back.

Lin Pingzhi forcibly sat down at the table calmly, and then said as calmly as possible: "Xiao Er, bring me a catty of beef, four catties of white steamed buns, and fill me with water in a kettle. And a pot of good wine. "

For the first alien customer in his small shop, the shop owner smiled: "Guest officer, I'm really sorry. This shop doesn't have beef, nor white flour steamed buns. There is water, but if you want beer, you still have white beer." Is it Rio?"

Lin Pingzhi felt that this small shop was full of weirdness, even if there was no beef. But no steamed buns? Only water and wine? And what is rio? What is beer white?

Lin Pingzhi originally wanted to make an excuse to leave, but he thought that he had never seen any other small shops on this official road. I'm afraid that the next nearest small shop is more than a hundred miles away.

If I don't eat or drink for more than a hundred miles, I probably won't be able to sustain it.

Yue Buqun on Huashan Mountain should not have noticed that he was gone so quickly. By the time he finds out that he is missing, it will probably be after today. I have to seize the time to escape for my day and night. Food must be stored, otherwise you will not be able to support yourself.

"Then bring up whatever food you have from the shop." Lin Pingzhi weighed the silver bag, and then said, "Bring me whatever you have for dry food."

The owner of the side shop over there exchanged glances with one of his buddies, and the buddy went straight out. The shop owner smiled and said to Lin Pingzhi: "The dishes that can be cooked today include pot-wrapped meat, Wenzhou lean meatball soup, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and dry food...Xiao Hei will bring instant noodles."

Lin Pingzhi saw a waiter next to him take out a large cardboard box from the back kitchen and put it in front of him. The carton was opened, and there was no meeting inside, only a bag of bags.

I don't know what kind of material this bag is made of, but it is so colorful and beautiful. Lin Pingzhi picked up a bag and looked at it carefully. I saw an extremely attractive picture of noodles painted on the front of the bag.

Red thick soup, pale yellow noodles, and huge chunks of beef. Just looking at it makes your mouth water.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the front of the so-called instant noodles, and there were a few words [Master Kong Braised Beef Noodles] written on it.

I don't know if the person in front of me is Master Kong who made the instant noodles. But just looking at the packaging, Lin Pingzhi felt that this dry food must be extraordinary.

Because the pattern on this painting cannot be wiped off no matter how I wipe it. And this packaging also seems very human can make.

Coupled with the strange decoration of this small shop and the lights on the ceiling as bright as stars, Lin Pingzhi now feels that he has strayed into the immortal's residence?

Lin Pingzhi carefully put down Master Kang's braised beef noodles, took out his money bag from his pocket and put it in front of him: "I don't know if my money is enough..."

The shopkeeper took out a piece of broken silver from his purse, and said casually, "Enough."

Lin Pingzhi noticed that the shopkeeper glanced at the word Huashan on his clothes. This is the standard uniform for Huashan School disciples. Lin Pingzhi quietly covered up one or two, so as not to let the word Huashan on his chest stand out.

"Guest officer, wait a moment, your pot-packed meat, meatball soup, and stir-fried vegetables will be here soon." The shop owner seemed to not care about Lin Pingzhi's identity at all.

It's not too far from the Huashan School here, and the Huashan School can be regarded as a well-known big school in the vicinity, and most of the people around admire it.

Lin Pingzhi felt more and more that this small shop was miraculous.

And when his dishes were served, his sense of wonder for the small shop intensified.

Because the pot of meat is made with tomato sauce, and Lin Pingzhi has never eaten tomato. I just think this red, sweet and sour sauce has a very special taste.

And Wenzhou lean meatball is also a kind of soup that I have never eaten.

The most surprising thing is that the stir-fried seasonal vegetables are actually fried bamboo shoots. How can there be asparagus bamboo shoots in this season? Moreover, the bamboo shoots are rotten and cannot be stored at all.

The store filled a transparent crystal cup with a red liquid that was still bubbling, exuding a unique fragrance. And the store also took some ice cubes from a cabinet with a metal shell and crystal panel and threw them into the crystal cup. This is a big summer! Where did the ice come from?

Although there are some big families in the north who can store ice in winter and use it in summer, they still put it in the ice cellar. Has anyone seen that it can keep the temperature in such a cabinet?

"No, please drink."

The storekeeper spoke and pushed the cup in front of him, Lin Pingzhi touched the wall of the cup, it was cold.

Lin Pingzhi ate without saying a word.

And the jobs that were just out the door are now back.

He said to the owner of the store: "Boss, I just went around in the sky and explored this place. It seems to be like in ancient China. There is also Mount Hua here, which is more than a hundred miles away in a straight line."

"And there is also the Huashan faction on that Huashan. I went to the market to inquire about the news. Besides Huashan, there are other sects such as Songshan, Taishan, and Emei. But the warriors here are not strong, so don't worry about the invasion of evil spirits."

Hearing these words, Lin Pingzhi felt a huge wave in his heart.

Already vaguely had some ideas in his mind.

"I don't know how long I'll have to wait until I practice the evil sword manual to avenge my revenge. I met this fairy inn today, and I'm afraid I will never meet again in the future." Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth, and then stood up from his seat. , Then he knelt directly in front of the shopkeeper.

His head hit the ground with a bang, and some blood was even spattered out.

"The villain, Lin Pingzhi, is burdened with blood and deep hatred. My family has never done anything evil in my life, such as building bridges and paving roads to support the orphans and widows. But the family is ruined. I only hope that the immortals will come down to the world to uphold justice!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Pingzhi wanted to kowtow again, but found that he couldn't kowtow no matter how hard he kowtowed.

I saw the shopkeeper pointing at himself with a finger, so that he could not kowtow, and was even forced to stand up. Lin Pingzhi exclaimed inwardly: what a godly method this is. It seems that I got it right this time.

The shopkeeper looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked him, "Are you Lin Pingzhi?"

"Yes."

"Your family is the Kaifuwei Escort Bureau, but the evil swordsmanship is passed down in your family?"

"Yes."

The shopkeeper was silent for a while and said: "Your family is destroyed by yourself."

Lin Pingzhi was in a hurry: "It is clear that Xiao Xiao coveted my family's secret books..."

"No, your family's destruction has nothing to do with the cheats of the evil sword manual. Or it's just a specious trigger." The shopkeeper looked at Lin Pingzhi indifferently.

"It is the Fuwei Escort itself that really caused the Fuwei Escort to perish!"

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