Dao Yan'er really didn't cover it, and this moment the kung fu actually pulled a lot of people in. bkw.

He stood at the door, holding a broken shoe that he had taken off, and the sewing man said, "Uncle, come in and play." ”

Almost all the people who were cued by him walked into the store without exception.

After the old man Tie, there was Aunt Liu who was carrying vinegar.

Aunt Liu lived next door to the second floor, she was cooking at home, and suddenly found that the vinegar at home had run out, so she went downstairs to buy it. When I passed by the shop, I was called in by the monk Daoyan'er.

Aunt Liu hesitated for two seconds, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll finish eating and then go home to cook." ”

After Aunt Liu came in, Uncle Wang, who bought a bag of beef with sauce, and Brother Li, who bought a bag of roast chicken, were also pulled in by him, and formed a table with the previous ones.

Dao Yan'er instructed Zhang Zizai to give the water in the bucket to the four people, and they mixed the soy sauce and vinegar into a season, and drank the "tap water" of Dao Yan'er and made a fist.

"Good wine!"

"Indeed, this wine is not spicy at all!"

Zhang Zizai muttered nonsense in his heart, can he spicy his throat? That was originally water!

"Not only is it not spicy, but it doesn't go up at all! I usually have a headache when I drink two taels, but today I drank a big glass, and I didn't react at all!" Aunt Liu also drained the "wine" in her cup in one gulp, and told Zhang Zizi to have another glass.

Zhang Zizai walked to the door of the store to refill the water, and Dao Yan'er showed off to him: "How is it, do you accept it?"

Zhang Zizai: "You have this unique job, why do you have to go to the street every day to cheat? Isn't it okay to just open a store?"

Dao Yan'er waved his hand: "That's not good, how can a monk be blinded by the smell of copper." ”

"And you're still here to bet with me?"

"Uh...... The poor monk is rescuing you from being blinded by the smell of copper!"

……

The shop was full of people, and everyone was full of praise for the "wine" of the monk Daoyan'er, as for the food, some of them came with their own dry rubs, and a few even ordered a bunch of takeouts.

Zhang Zizai was willing to gamble and lose, and with a sad mood, he took out 500 yuan and handed it to Dao Yan'er, and with an even more sad mood, he stuffed more than 6,000 yuan of income into a drawer.

Dao Yan'er sat in the store for a while, then ate and drank around each table, and wiped his oily black hands with Zhang Zizi's clothes, and then hummed a little song and left the store satisfied.

Within five minutes of Dao Yan'er leaving the store, the foreign Taoist priest walked back with Xia Xue, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the crazy expressions of the customers in the store.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Zizai counted the money while narrating the situation to the foreign Taoist priest beautifully.

"Nonsense! This is a trick, and when they break through, they will find out that they are drinking boiling water!

"Ahh

Now it's miserable to be pitted by this road.

Zhang Zizai mistakenly thought that Dao Yan'er used some kind of immortal technique similar to turning stones into gold and water into wine, which made these people happy to drink - after all, boogers, farts, and footwashing water can be turned into various panaceas to save people by him, and this trick of turning water into wine is not easy for him.

Who would have thought that this guy was a big liar at all! Jumping into such a big game just to cheat Zhang Zizai of the 500 yuan gambling fee?

No wonder these people are so happy to drink, but in Zhang Zizai's eyes, it is still a glass of white water.

It turns out that this guy is using illusion-type tricks.

Compared with Lu Yiguan's all-scene fine props, this little insect carving skill naturally failed to fool Zhang Zizai, but that was not a problem, because the object that Dao Yan'er originally wanted to obstruct was not Zhang Zizai, but the diners in this restaurant full of pits.

How can this be good, these diners are their neighbors, and they don't see anyone who looks up and looks down, if they find out about it, they won't have to eat and walk around?

Especially Aunt Liu, he is the director of the neighborhood committee here! Zhang Zizai's social security quota still depends on her!

The foreign Taoist priest sighed, helped everyone solve the tricks one by one, paid all the money to everyone, and apologized for a long time, and finally ended this farce.

"In the future, you can grow a little heart, if you really have a little water into wine and a little stone into gold, who will work tirelessly all day long...... The money will be deducted from your salary. ”

……

This road is really not a thing, not to mention winning 500 yuan for himself, he was deducted more than 1,000 wages for no reason.

There is no way, Uncle Tie said that because of their nonsense, he lost a bag of soy sauce and missed a meal of mutton-filled dumplings, and this money must be compensated.

Aunt Liu said that because they couldn't go home early to cook for the family, they couldn't go to the square dance today, and they had to pay for mental damage.

Neighbors, you say a word, everyone squeezes something from Zhang Zizai.

Even the security guard on the other side of the sauerkraut fish took a pack of cigarettes from him.

"You haven't eaten or drunk, why should you be given a pack of cigarettes?"

"You threw your stinky shoes at my doorstep!

Zhang Zizai: "......"

After the farce, Zhang Zizai cursed Dao Yan'er while cleaning up the dining table.

The foreign Taoist priest sat at the front desk, lit a cigarette and said: "No, I don't think Li Xiubian should be a dirty person, why did he do this?"

"Isn't it filthy? In order to pit 500 yuan, you don't even want a personality, how filthy people do you have to be in your eyes to be dirty?"

The foreign Taoist priest retorted: "If it's for money, why didn't he just take the 6,000 yuan, and he had to take your 500?"

"Uh...... Well...... this."

What the foreign Taoist priest said seemed to have some truth, but Zhang Zizai was speechless.

"Then what is he doing here, just making fun of me?"

"Suffer, my sword!" The foreign Taoist priest was so anxious that he rushed up to the second floor in three steps and two steps.

A minute later, the foreign priest walked downstairs with a dead face.

"What's the matter?

The foreign Taoist priest shook his head: "No." ”

"Cut...... Then what kind of person are you scaring with such an expression? ”

"The sword wasn't lost, but something else was lost. ”

"What?"

"That purple yin-yang jade. ”

Zhang Zizai was shocked when he heard this, it turned out to be because of this!

He hurriedly reached into his clothes and went to find his piece of jade.

The jade is still there, not only is it still there, but there is a grain of rice stuck on it, and the monk who just ate the "hand pilaf" is a residual grain of rice.

"No, even if he wants to steal it, he should steal this piece of jade from me, right, your purple jade has no spiritual power, and I am still fully charged, didn't he buy it and return the pearl." ”

"Yes, too...... But when I went out in the morning, the jade was still there, why did it go around and come back and then it was gone?"

Everyone was puzzled, so they had to give up for the time being.

In the evening, Ao Bing also came back from the gallery, and a few people ate something at random, and had a heated discussion about the business situation of the small second floor, and then decided to continue to keep it as it was.

"I'll hire a cook tomorrow, it's okay to be idle. ”

"Do you want me to call Sister Jiu'er and ask her to transfer a chef from the restaurant?"

"Forget it, we are a small broken temple, and inviting a chef to come is completely abusing other people's craftsmanship, and you don't look at how many people on this street can afford to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas...... I think we'd better find a similar cook and get some home-cooked food. ”

The foreign Taoist priest opened his mouth and took a sip of the grapes that Xia Xue fed him.

"Can you hire another clerk?"

"Aren't you just a clerk?"

"What's the matter, I'm also Zhang Tianshi, are you so embarrassed to let me serve you dishes, wash dishes, wipe the table, and sweep the floor here?"

"Excuse me!"

"Uh...... I want to protest! There used to be two clerks in this shop, so why do you want me to do the work of two people by myself now?"

"Isn't Leon doing the work of two people by himself, what else have you done besides serving the occasional dish?"

The foreign Taoist priest choked Zhang Zizi speechlessly.

In the past, although Zhang Zizai was also a clerk, he rarely did these jobs, and Leon was responsible for most of them.

Of course, it's not that Leon is more diligent than him, the main thing is that this guy has a habit of cleanliness, and he will be uncomfortable if he doesn't rub the reflection on the ground.

Leon is gone, and the rest of the work must be left to himself?

Besides, he has a more important mission on his shoulders, and he has to help those obsessive ghosts fulfill their wishes!

"I don't care, I'm going to find another clerk anyway!

"Huh? Why?"

"Count you in the shares!"

"Oh......"

So, on the second day, several people posted a job advertisement, which read as follows:

"Recruitment: a cook, no limit to the type, a monthly salary of 5,000, a waiter, no limit on education, hard-working, a monthly salary of 10,000. ”

Zhang Zizai has no choice about the fact that the waiter's salary is higher than that of the chef, after all, the cook is a foreign Taoist priest who pays a salary, and the waiter is Ao Bingkai.

Originally, he set a salary of 7,000 for the chef and 3,500 for the waiter.

But this was unanimously opposed by the two bosses.

The original words of the foreign Taoist priest were: "Give him 7,000 a month, how can you let me live?"

Ao Bing's original words were: "I don't earn enough 10,000 yuan a month, how do you let others live?"

So, according to the standard of "being able to survive" in their hearts, the two adjusted their salaries despite Zhang Zizi's successive objections.

Seeing this nondescript recruitment posting, Zhang Zizai felt that 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped by.

At the moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

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