At this moment, the monkey took out a piece of paper and opened it, and everyone looked at it immediately. There are instructions for cooking the silent eight-treasure porridge, including the one about not being able to speak. Everyone suddenly realized... But then they thought: The porridge cook is Red Boy, what does it have to do with you? Is this reason too far-fetched
The faces of the county magistrate and secretary were also a little ugly, and it was obvious that their thoughts were similar to those of others.
However, a strange person appeared in the county, and it was difficult for them to decide how to deal with it. After all, since ancient times, the so-called strange people have been seen in books, but in reality, none of them have been seen. What's more, the monk in front of me is much more awesome than those strange people in history.
Therefore, the county magistrate and secretary dealt with Fang Zheng's matter in an attitude of not offending or provoking him, as long as he did not violate the bottom line, and not handling it for the time being, but not condoning it.
Although Fang Zheng's explanation is bastard, the law does not say that they have the right to let anyone give an explanation. If they explained it, it would be considered as giving face to the two of them...
Although this face was a bit embarrassing, it even made them a little embarrassed to get off the stage. But the two of them still endured it...
Fang Zheng smiled apologetically at the two of them, and they felt slightly relieved.
Over there, Fang Zheng came to the nine big black pots and asked Monkey and others to help Red Boy take care of the big black pots.
About half an hour later, Red Boy nodded to Fang Zheng, as if to say: "Done!"
Fang Zheng was immediately overjoyed! I finally got through it. I didn’t say a word after holding it in all night. I was almost suffocated!
So Fang Zheng waved his hand and started the pot!
The next moment, Red Boy shouted: "The porridge is good!"
Upon hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked over, their eyes like hungry wolves. This fierce look startled both Fang Zheng and Hong Hai'er, and they thought to themselves, "Are these guys trying to eat people?"
There was nothing I could do, Mr. Gu, Chen Qiang and those guys were such bastards. I don’t know if they were reluctant to part with it or on purpose. They drank a bowl of porridge all night long! It would be fine if they just squatted there and drank honestly. The key was that these guys actually walked around with big bowls. For a while, the smell of porridge was wafting in front of everyone's noses, making everyone confused and drooling. Lian Lian had no intention of sleeping at all.
This night, they were greedy! If he hadn't firmly trusted Fang Zheng, he would have gone to get some porridge.
However, even so, this night was too miserable! Nowadays, each one of them is hungrier than a hungry wolf!
When they heard that the porridge was ready, these people's eyes naturally glowed green. They were just waiting for the pot to be cooked over there and then started to grab it here!
Chen Qiang and Mr. Gu looked at each other. Mr. Gu vigorously smelled the nine-mouth large iron pot over there, then shook his head and said: "After cooking it all night, there is no aroma of porridge. I'm afraid such porridge is really bad." Alright?"
Hearing this, Song Ergou and others trembled in their hearts, but then they thought, didn't the porridge that Chen Qiang and the others drank tasteless before the pot was boiled? So they felt relieved and looked at Mr. Gu like they were idiots.
Chen Qiang said: "Don't say anything, just boil the pot and you'll find out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a large number of footsteps behind him! Everyone looked back subconsciously and saw a dark group of people coming up the mountain. The mountain pass up the mountain was like a flood gate. The waves of people were rolling and the dark people were running here.
Song Ergou only glanced at it and yelled, "Fuck! People from eight villages in ten miles are here!"
“Not only that, but also from Songwu County!” shouted the tourists nearby.
"Hurry up and line up!" Wang Yougui suddenly came back to his senses and shouted. Everyone who was still in a daze immediately understood what was going on and ran over to stand in line! Suddenly, a long dragon was thrown out from the door of Yizhi Temple, twisting and twisting, and lined up into the distance!
At the same time, Wang Yougui had already run out with some people and started to organize the order at the scene, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Friends who want to drink Laba porridge, please queue up consciously, first come, first served, and abide by the rules! In addition, each person is limited to one bowl of Laba porridge!"
At the same time, other people also shouted...
However, what made them extremely depressed was that when these people heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then someone shouted: "What Laba porridge? We are here to worship the living Buddha!"
"Worship the living Buddha?" At this moment, Wang Yougui was stunned.
The county magistrate and secretary were also stunned.
Fangzheng was even more stunned, and then suddenly remembered that although the Yizhi Temple Laba Festival event of distributing Laba porridge was held last year, Yizhi Village had not become wealthy at that time, and its influence could not spread even within a ten-mile radius. By the time I became rich, several months had passed since the Laba Festival, and naturally there were fewer people to talk to. Therefore, unless you are in a very nearby village or a little further away, no one knows that Yizhi Temple sells Laba porridge! Not to mention the people in Songwu County!
Therefore, these people are not coming for Laba porridge, but for the huge Buddha statue that appeared on Yizhi Mountain last night! I also came here for Fangzheng!
Then I had a bad feeling...
Sure enough, the next moment, someone shouted: "Fang Zheng is over there!"
This voice is like a group of ruined girls finally finding the villain who ruined them! Then, this group of people rushed towards Fang Zheng like a tide!
Fang Zheng felt that his forehead was instantly wet with sweat! The last time he was surrounded by fans and had his butt touched was still vivid in his mind. Now these people were obviously more aggressive. How could he dare to resist
So Fang Zheng had an idea, grabbed the salted fish, threw it forward and said, "Say something!"
Xianyu was originally standing behind Fang Zheng, and everyone's attention was on Fang Zheng. Suddenly Fang Zheng threw a salted fish, and everyone was stunned for a moment. When the salted fish landed, it was still standing there! Everyone is obviously a little confused!
Then Xianyu looked up at them with a confused expression, then looked back at Fang Zheng and said, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm Cao! Xianyu has spoken!"
"Oh my god, the salted fish turned around and came back to life!"
"I'm not dreaming, am I?"
…
A salted fish suddenly speaks. How shocking is that to modern people? Everyone subconsciously stopped!
Seeing this, Fang Zheng turned around and ran up Naihe Bridge, rushed into Yizhi Temple, and then shouted: "Jingfa is closed! No one will be seen today, poor monk!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng ran to the backyard to hide. However, the bald thief didn't worry about the situation outside, so after going to the backyard, he climbed up the wall, put a shabby hat on his head, and watched furtively. The situation outside.
Sure enough, as soon as Fang Zheng ran away, those people suddenly came to their senses and shouted: "Fang Zheng, don't run!"
Then he rushed over with a huff...
(End of chapter)