The takeaway has arrived.
First drink two sips of Bianhua oral liquid.
Zhou Ze began to eat with relish.
In his previous life, Boss Zhou was busy with work and didn’t care much about food. In this life, eating was a chore for him at the beginning. Now that he can enjoy eating, he naturally doesn’t care too much about what he eats.
Of course.
It’s because the cook at home is sick.
"Life is not just about the present, but also about poetry and the fields in the distance.
You came into this world with nothing, and you didn’t find the sea, no matter what…”
There was singing coming from the door of the bookstore.
My heart is a little hoarse, and my feelings are filled with vicissitudes.
Don't say,
The singing is quite nice.
Boss Zhou walked to the door of the bookstore with his lunch box and saw a young singing boy standing on the side of the road playing the guitar. The young man was wearing a T-shirt, black and dirty canvas shoes, and ripped jeans, and he was singing with great devotion.
A lot of people soon gathered nearby.
While he was singing, some people put some money into the guitar bag in front.
Boss Zhou is like a migrant worker.
Sitting on the curb,
Eat two bites of lunch,
Then look up at the person singing.
Then he lowered his head and continued to eat.
Maybe, this is life, with food, drink and leisure to listen to music.
Yingying was playing games in the internet cafe across the street.
The poisoned Lao Xu also has a way to detoxify.
The old Taoist happily took the express delivery.
I have an appetite and eat.
Very beautiful.
If it were the Zhou Ze of the past, if he saw himself now, he would probably snort with disdain, expressing his disdain for this kind of lazy life.
But at this moment,
But I enjoy it.
Qu Mingming came out of the bookstore and saw Zhou Ze squatting there. He squatted down with him, took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze lit it, took a puff, and frowned slightly. The smell was very strong, but it was very enjoyable to smoke.
"I grow the tobacco myself, and it's specially cultivated. I even designed the mouthpiece myself. Smoking this has the same effect as Qingkailing or Isatis root."
"Can smoking help you stay healthy?" Zhou Ze picked up the lit cigarette and put it in front of him to look at it, then took another puff. "Any more? Give me a few boxes."
"Haha, not that much. Medicinal materials are expensive now, and the cost is already very high. A cigarette costs about two or three hundred yuan."
“Not expensive…”
"GBP."
“Hiss…”
Zhou Ze asked curiously, "Is your family very wealthy?"
“My family is not rich, although we have had a family pedigree since the Tang Dynasty and it has been passed down through the generations. But being a doctor is not a profession that will make you rich and powerful. It is only in recent years that it has become easy to make money.
My uncles and other elders made insoles that cure all diseases.
Fire therapy that can treat cancer,
These things may sound ridiculous to you, but the market is really good, but I don’t like this feeling.
When I went to see my uncle's company, he was holding a meeting. A group of elderly people, some of them grandparents, gathered together and waved flags, just like a pyramid scheme."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"So, I think it's pretty good now. If I like playing with poisonous insects, I can play as much as I want. If I like playing games, I can open an Internet cafe. Occasionally, I will be responsible for seeing a few dignitaries and helping them regulate their bodies. I don't lack money, and my life is actually quite comfortable."
Two salted fish,
Inadvertently,
Found a confidant!
"By the way, I'm already cultivating the poisonous insects. They'll be ready in eighteen hours, and we can start removing the poison by midnight. Your female employee is a zombie, are you one too?"
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Today really opened my eyes." Qu Mingming finally came to terms with it, and he reached out and actually took the initiative to hook his hand around Zhou Ze's shoulders.
Zhou Ze always hated physical contact from strangers.
People with mysophobia,
I can't stand this the most.
But he smelled a fragrance on Qu Mingming's arm, and his hands were very white, with his nails trimmed very cleanly. This was a person who knew how to be clean. He was really like the ancient doctors in the illustrations, who had an extraordinary BUFF.
Even if you have mysophobia,
But it's really hard to feel disgusted.
"I feel like my life has become interesting again. I have done a lot of research on Gu worms, and you have given me a new topic."
"In fact, I feel quite guilty. Maybe you only saw the white side of this world before. It also has a black side. If you see too much of it, it's not good."
"I know. I know."
"Today, I watched the snow drifting in the cold night, drifting away with a chilled heart, chasing in the wind and rain, unable to distinguish the shadow in the fog..."
After one song ended, the singing boy changed to another song.
"The singing is okay." Qu Mingming said.
"It feels quite vicissitudes of life, at least it sounds that way." Zhou Ze said.
"Shangri-La?" Qu Mingming smiled. "His shoes, his jeans, and the guitar in his hand, all together they are worth more than 100,000 yuan."
Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment.
Before, he thought that street singers were out there to make money, but it turns out they were out there to experience life.
At the same time, I felt a little embarrassed. When I was around the real rich second generation, I always felt like I was being looked down upon.
"I'll sing a song, too."
Qu Mingming stood up, clapped his hands, and walked to the singing boy. There was a microphone hanging next to him. Passersby were welcome to sing along, and he would accompany you, but a tip was inevitable afterwards.
Zhou Ze watched from the side.
However, when Qu Mingming picked up the microphone,
Zhou Ze suddenly smelled a strange smell.
The smell is subtle, but real.
Zhou Ze's eyes narrowed, he dropped Zhou Zhong's lunch box, immediately covered his nose, and rushed back to the bookstore.
Qu Mingming, who was about to sing, saw Zhou Ze walk away without listening to the song.
He seemed a little bored, put the microphone back, took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket, put it in the guitar backpack of the singing boy, and walked towards his own Internet cafe.
Zhou Ze rushed into the bookstore and opened the door, then began to look around.
smell,
That smell!
Yes,
In the bookstore,
It’s getting richer and richer!
Something is coming in.
It’s really coming!
“Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!!!!”
The sound of monkeys smashing came from the eaves. Zhou Ze looked up and saw a monkey standing on the beam. It covered its nose with mud in one hand and held the Yin-Yang Book in the other hand. It looked very anxious.
When Hou Za saw Zhou Ze coming in, he immediately jumped down from the top, pounced directly at Zhou Ze, and for the first time ever, made a "asking for a hug" gesture.
While the monkey was in mid-air, a yellow smoke suddenly rose up and swept directly towards the monkey.
The monkey screamed and did a backflip in the air.
I can only say that this is the monkey's talent, which cannot be envied.
The monkey dodged the yellow smoke and landed on the bar, pointing in one direction and squeaking at Zhou Ze non-stop.
“Huff…Huff…”
There,
There was a weasel lying there.
And still sleeping.
If it is a person, it would be difficult to sneak into a bookstore, but if it is a small animal, it is really difficult to guard against.
Moreover, the other party is definitely not an ordinary small animal.
“Huff…Huff…”
The weasel was still snoring, but the cloud of yellow smoke was still hovering around it, lingering.
The weasel is also called Huang Daxian in many places in Northeast China. The one in front of us should be a spirit. Its purpose of appearing here is self-evident.
What Zhou Ze didn't expect was that the other party would come so quickly.
At the same time, he felt that the Eighth Aunt was so stupid. If she had endured it a little longer instead of coming out and showing off in advance, the black cat wouldn't have meowed, he wouldn't have asked Yingying to take out the Yin-Yang Book, and Houza wouldn't have been interested in taking it to read as an illustration.
Just now,
The Taoist priest is not at home. Of course, it makes no difference whether the Taoist priest is at home or not.
Yingying was playing games in the internet cafe across the street, while Lao Xu was soaking in the bathtub upstairs. He must have been a little dazed after doing too much steaming.
I sat at the door, listening to music and eating a box lunch.
This weasel sneaked in at this time when it was easiest to attack. If the Yin-Yang Book had not been in Monkey Zha's hands, it might have really been stolen by it.
"Squeak..."
The door of the library was pushed open.
The singing boy opened the door and walked in. He had a warm smile on his face and was a very sunny young man.
"Plop..."
He dropped his guitar bag on the ground.
There was some money in it from singing.
If you look closely,
You can also find some wild ginseng and precious game, and even a piece of leather, but you don’t know what animal the leather is made of.
The singing boy bowed slightly to Zhou Ze.
salute,
"Hello, we are here to take Eighth Aunt home. This is the fee for Eighth Aunt's trouble with you during this period. Please accept it."
To be honest,
These great immortals are all very polite.
The previous aunt took the initiative not to conflict with Liu Chuyu,
This time, the guest even brought a gift.
This made Zhou Ze wonder if he had gone too far.
People are so sensible.
She didn't have any hatred towards me.
Should I let the person go
Zhou Ze noticed that there was a yellow glow in the young man's eyes from time to time, and then he looked at the Wong Tai Sin sleeping in the corner, and he understood.
This person was also possessed.
They originally wanted to steal things directly, but when they failed, they had to be polite and change their strategy.
"That's too much." Zhou Ze said.
"It's my duty." The other party bowed to Zhou Ze again.
Zhou Ze smiled and waved to the monkey over there, "Come, give me the things and let them go home."
The monkey shook his head desperately.
Why!
Zhou Ze discovered that this monkey had really become a bad person since following the Taoist priest.
How pure it was before and in its previous life.
Now he is also a person who is unwilling to suffer any loss and only wants to take advantage.
"They came to my door and gave me gifts."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze took out an old mountain ginseng from his guitar backpack.
“Three hundred year old wild ginseng is not common nowadays,” the young man introduced.
"Here, take this and eat it."
Zhou Ze threw the old ginseng directly to the monkey. The monkey took the ginseng, then ran over dejectedly and handed the Yin-Yang Book to Zhou Ze.
"She's in there."
Saying,
Zhou Ze handed the Yin-Yang Book to the young man.
"Master Shangcha is very generous. I thank you on behalf of all the immortals in the Old Forest. If you need to go to the Old Forest in the future, please let us know in advance and we will receive you well."
“You’re welcome.”
Zhou Ze bent down and continued to check the other gifts in the guitar backpack.
A yellow light flashed in the young man's eyes. He didn't care about those gifts. They were rare items for ordinary people, but for them, they were just common things around them.
The next moment,
He couldn't help but open the Yin-Yang Book with joy.
"Auntie, come out..."
then,
He stopped moving.
Zhou Ze stood up, turned his back to the young man, and began to walk backwards.
After returning to youth,
He stretched his hand back, not looking at the Yin-Yang Book, and after fumbling for a long time, he finally closed the Yin-Yang Book.
With the Yin-Yang Book in hand,
In addition to the black cat and a small snake on the cover, there is also a very angry weasel. Obviously, it knows that it has been cheated.
"Don't blame me, you are just too stupid, right?"
Hou Za was standing nearby, gnawing on some precious wild ginseng and nodding his head uncontrollably.
Zhou Ze patted the Yin-Yang Book in his hand, wanting to laugh but holding it back.
Because he felt like a villain in a movie.
But I still couldn't help saying:
"Are there any other immortals coming? I want to put together an animal world."