If it is a blessing, there will be no disaster; if it is a disaster, there will be no escape.
Under the wise leadership of their boss, everyone in the bookstore has long learned how to gather around their boss and face each day of life with an unshakable attitude and the calmness of living for the moment.
The next day, the sun rose outside the bookstore as usual. After opening the door, the old Taoist priest still carried a broom to sweep the road in front of the store. At the same time, he did not forget to say hello to the sanitation brothers and sisters.
The old Taoist has been wandering for most of his life, and what he has experienced and seen are beyond the reach of ordinary people. In addition, his eloquence, which he has honed as a funeral director, enables him to get along well with this group of sanitation brothers and sisters.
However, the figure who was supposed to be lying on the sofa by the window drinking coffee was gone today for the first time.
"Boss, would you like some salad?"
The black girl handed a glass bowl to Zhou Ze. The black girl ate at least one salad every day because she firmly believed that it could make her whiter.
At the same time, she would specifically buy some mineral water and gulp it down, saying that the trace elements in it could promote her metabolism and thus accelerate the decomposition of her melanin.
Zhou Ze shook his head. He couldn't get used to this stuff. He always felt like he was being treated like a sheep.
Sometimes life is already so difficult, so why make it more difficult for yourself
Also, as a doctor, Mr. Zhou knows that the trace elements claimed to be added to these mineral waters in advertisements may be true, but even if it is true, it is probably not as much as the trace elements you would ingest by eating one more bite of vegetable at a meal.
"Go to the bookstore and get me two steamed buns or fried dough sticks, and a cup of soy milk."
"Okay, boss."
The black girl went obediently.
The wax figures originally stored in the wax museum have long been disposed of. Now the wax museum is more like a primitive ecological museum, with a small pond in the middle area.
In fact, it can be called a puddle, because it is at most the area of a fountain pool, but the water inside is very deep, and the silt under the water is even deeper. Given the limited area, digging as deep as possible is not a solution.
It’s just like the fact that apartment buildings are getting taller and taller nowadays.
Of course, in the city center commercial street where every inch of land is valuable, this kind of layout can really be called the ultimate in luxury.
Boss Zhou is not here to see the peanuts that won him a prize today.
After he and Ying Gou chatted on the rooftop last night, he decided to give it a try to see if he could revive half of his face.
In this matter, Ying Gou was very magnanimous and did not say anything against it.
In fact, when they met in Qingcheng Mountain, no matter how crazy Half-Face acted and how deep his fear and hatred towards Ying Gou was, Ying Gou always had a very indifferent feeling towards him.
It is really hard to see the resentment that his three thousand years of accumulation had been swept away. This is something that Zhou Ze has always admired about Ying Gou. It is true that this guy is very concerned about his reputation, but sometimes, his courage and breadth of mind are really not exaggerated.
Deadpool squatted beside Zhou Ze and stared at the lotus roots in the pond with Zhou Ze.
Lotus root is an indispensable ingredient in summer. It is crisp and refreshing, and it also has the effect of clearing away heat and reducing internal heat. Except for some poultry meats that have not yet been stocked in the wax museum, most of the vegetarian ingredients consumed in the library are provided by lotus root.
If you want to resurrect someone, you have to find a body for them.
The first thing that Boss Zhou thought of was lotus root;
Don’t ask why I chose lotus root. The reason is that I didn’t have a childhood.
I tried to communicate my thoughts with Deadpool.
Deadpool was shocked at first.
really,
Japanese priests have no childhood.
Then, Deadpool's gaze quickly changed from shock to another kind of shock, as if he was looking at the genius inspiration and creativity bursting out of the mind of a genius.
Amazing,
A towering mountain to look up to!
Zhou Ze shook his head. It could be seen that the black girl had put a lot of effort into training Deadpool in this aspect, and Deadpool also studied very seriously, but he was too serious and seemed a little stiff.
When it comes to flattery, the key is to do it in a subtle way, or to let the rain fall on the banana trees when it should rain, or let the water flow over the bridge when it should flow. In this regard, Lawyer An is a master.
"Bring some up."
Deadpool controlled the vines to sink into the pond, and soon, two lotus roots were dug up.
Just at this time, the black girl went to the front and brought back two shredded radish buns.
While eating a bun, Boss Zhou signaled to the black girl to use a kitchen knife to cut the lotus root into sections, and posed with the image of a lotus root man that looked like a stickman.
The black girl was humming as she was cutting, "It's him, it's him, it's him, our friend..."
By the time Boss Zhou finished eating his buns, the black girl had also finished her work.
Zhou Ze first washed his hands by the pond, then stood by and looked at the "lotus root man" on the ground.
To be honest,
It looks a bit shabby.
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that myths and legends might not be so reliable. If he really resurrected half of his face in the lotus root man, and this guy would easily break his bones when walking, how could he let him fight and be his thug
But on second thought, Half-Face is after all an idol-level figure in his own village. When he was really sealed with only half of his face left at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, he was able to do so many things. So there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this lotus root human body, right
Of course, to resurrect a person, it is definitely not possible to just fiddle with a "stick man".
soon,
After having breakfast, Xu Qinglang came as promised.
Also brought his own tool box.
Since Lao Xu's master was completely dealt with, Lao Xu, who no longer has the same ruthlessness as before, has indeed become slack. He is no longer so hardworking and diligent. He has returned to his previous pace of life and started to do all the beauty, skin care and spa services.
But he continued his research on formations, and made greater progress during the year that Zhou Ze was in a coma.
In Lao Xu's words, this should be considered his hobby.
However, when looking at the lotus root man model on the ground, Xu Qinglang's mouth twitched subconsciously.
"Old Zhou, are you sure you're not kidding?"
"Just give it a try, what if it works?"
"What if it doesn't work?"
"Then buy some spare ribs and put the lotus root in to make soup."
Xu Qinglang suddenly felt that what Zhou Ze said made a lot of sense, and he had no way to refute it.
At that moment, he stopped thinking about anything else. He knelt down beside the lotus root model and began to carve magic circles on the lotus root with various tools.
This would take a lot of effort and might not be finished today. Zhou Ze was not in a hurry and let Lao Xu do it slowly. Anyway, the bookstore now had Yingying to cook, so it could run normally even without Lao Xu.
Boss Zhou walked out of the wax museum and did not rush back to the bookstore. Instead, he sat on a bench in the semi-open park between the two to rest.
South Street is always crowded with people, but there are usually not many people here, giving a feeling of tranquility in the midst of bustling city.
There were a few little girls in Hanfu taking pictures in front. Because there was a clock tower diagonally in front, the angle of the picture here was quite good.
Boss Zhou leaned back in the recliner, staring at the girl intently.
It's not that Boss Zhou wanted to enjoy the sight.
But he was already ready when a little girl suddenly came over and said:
"Hi, I'm Hanba."
Based on previous experience, this kind of thing happens quite frequently.
It seems that every time his opponent appears in front of him, his hidden means can kill 007 instantly.
Fortunately, after staring at the girls over there for more than 40 minutes, Boss Zhou rubbed his sore eyes only after the girls left.
have to,
It's okay.
but,
I just rubbed my eyes.
A little girl suddenly came back.
He came over with a camera in hand.
"Handsome guy, can you take a picture for me?"
Her friends were also standing in the corner, watching this side with smiles on their faces.
Boss Zhou probably thought that he had been staring at the person for too long and the person had noticed it.
And because Xu Le's appearance is really good, people don't think he is a pervert who is harassing them. Instead, they are willing to interact with him.
Zhou Ze shook his head decisively.
road:
"No, I'm tired."
After that,
Get up and leave the bench.
When I walked back to the door of the study, I happened to see the old Taoist priest carrying a broom and humming a song as he walked back.
"Boss, want one?"
Zhou Ze took a cigarette from the Taoist priest and was about to go in when he was stopped by the Taoist priest.
"Boss, I have something to ask."
"Lack of money?"
"Hey, why would I come to you if I need money?"
“… …” Zhou Ze.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Hehe, I just need your help with something small."
"Go ahead."
"It's like this. I have a friend who works in the sanitation department. His son is an urban management officer in a town. He has been having nightmares recently. His face is pale and he can't eat. He went to the hospital for a checkup and there was nothing wrong with him. But he is getting more and more haggard day by day. Isn't this worrying? I boasted before that I know this, and he came to me..."
"Then go to the man's house and take out the talisman from your crotch and stick it on the man's son's forehead in front of him."
"Is this okay?"
"It's about the same. Either you beat the son to death, or he gets beaten to death by his family."
"Forehead… … "
Zhou Ze was quite happy. He thought, "An old Taoist priest, this is what an old Taoist priest means. If you are not a saint and not willing to help others, are you still an old Taoist priest?"
Fortunately, Wang Ke never contacted Zhou Ze again to talk about what happened on the road that day, otherwise Boss Zhou probably wouldn’t have thought this way.
"Ask Lin Ke to go with you and tell him that it's my order."
“Uh…” The old Taoist looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong again?" Zhou Ze asked.
"Boss, please accompany me."
"Me?" Zhou Ze shrugged. How could he have the time for that? He had already wasted half the morning and hadn't even had any sun yet.
At this time,
A sanitation worker riding a garbage tricycle happened to pass by on this side of the road. He saw Lao Dao and Zhou Ze and greeted them with a smile:
"Hey, Brother Lu, are you and your son planning to go check the feng shui for the Sun family?"