Chapter 120: The Lord of the Valley of Heaven and Man is performing arts

It didn't take long for the owner to deliver all the dishes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info can see that the owner is attentive, these dishes are beautifully made, the color and fragrance are appetizing, Grandpa Zhou picked up the chopsticks again, I quickly stopped him and said: "We won't be able to eat such delicious dishes after we leave, you have to save some for later." As I spoke, I slanted the treasure box next to him with my eyes, hinting to him, "We still have to pack!"

The old man came to his senses at once, and said to the shopkeeper, "You can make another portion of these dishes, hurry up and we'll wait for it." ā€

The shopkeeper was frightened by the old man all of a sudden, and thought, "What a big belly this is, I want another one, don't kill people." ā€

Hurriedly persuaded Grandpa Zhou and said, "Old man, these dishes are all grown by us, they are worthless, you can eat them at any time, don't eat too much at once." ā€

As soon as Grandpa Zhou heard that he didn't want to eat, the fire suddenly came out, and he stood up and was about to arrest the shopkeeper, so I quickly grabbed his hand and said to the shopkeeper: "Let's pack, don't eat now, you hurry up and do it, don't stimulate our old man anymore." The shopkeeper was also frightened by the old man's behavior and hurried out.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, Grandpa Zhou's face was the same as the face of Sichuan Opera, looking at Dongpo's elbow, the meat returned to the pot and the flowers bloomed instantly, and when he opened the treasure box, he saw that it was densely packed with small squares, and the old man poured a large plate of Dongpo elbows into one of the small squares, just covered a little corner of a square, and such a large dish was poured into it and instantly became smaller, I asked the old man in surprise: "Grandpa Zhou, what is your box called? Why did you pour such a large dish into it and didn't see a shadow?"

Grandpa Zhou proudly showed off to me and said: "This is the storage space I have refined, it can keep warm and cold, the food will remain in its original state at any time and will not deteriorate, and it will not be affected between each grid, the ice cubes will still be ice cubes when they go in and out, and the hot water will still be hot water when they go in and out, and the smell will not float out a little if you smell it." ā€

I lowered my head and sniffed it, it was really an artifact, my heart was moved, and my heart was eagerly saying to me, "I want to have such an artifact too." ā€

Grandpa Zhou saw my thoughts and said: "It took me nearly 10,000 years to collect enough materials to make this thing, which is unique in the world, and now I can't make another one for you, but I have a simplified version of the food storage bag, and the food can be kept in it for ten years without spoiling, unlike me, which will not be bad at any time." ā€

"Then I want it too. "I hurriedly told Grandpa Zhou.

"If you look at other monks, and then look at you, can't you be more reserved?" Grandpa Zhou forgot what he looked like when he grabbed vegetables with the monk just now, and now he taught me a lesson.

Okay, I'm reserved, and I'm fighting for the storage bag.

I tidied up my clothes, brushed my hair, stood up, walked two steps slowly to Grandpa Zhou's side, followed the example of the ancients and blessed Grandpa Zhou, and said softly: "Grandpa Zhou, can you give the slave a storage bag?"

My voice gave Grandpa Zhou goosebumps, and the two monks next to him were deformed.

Grandpa Zhou hurriedly took out a storage bag embroidered with a dragon pattern and threw it to me and said, "Hurry up and stay away from me, you're going to disgust me, aren't you?"

I took the storage bag and put it away, and smiled gently at Grandpa Zhou and said, "Thank you Grandpa Zhou for sending such a good storage bag to the slave family, please take care of it in the future." ā€

Grandpa Zhou patted the goosebumps that didn't exist at all, shivered, and shouted outside: "Boss, boss, we're leaving." ā€

The shopkeeper hurriedly came in and said, "There are still two dishes left to be done, wait a while, and it will be fine immediately." ā€

Grandpa Zhou didn't say a word, rushed out of the store and left, the shopkeeper hurriedly asked me to go to Grandpa Zhou and said, "Your old man is sick, you hurry up and get him back." ā€

I stifled a smile and said, "No, he knows the way home, it's fine." ā€

I said kind words to the shopkeeper, but in fact, I was thinking in my heart: "Who said that ginger is still old and spicy, small sample, fight with my sister, you are still a little tender, old man, you just came, and you haven't seen how powerful girls in this world are." ā€

At this time, the two monks also had a full meal, and after asking the shopkeeper where to buy daily necessities, they left me in the shop to wait for the food to be packed, and they went around by themselves.

When the shopkeeper had done all the dishes, I packed the food and put it in the food storage bag sent by Grandpa Zhou, walked out of the store after settling the bill, looked around to see where Mr. Zhou went, and after turning the street not far away, I saw a group of people around to watch the excitement together, and there were people running around there, calling friends while running: "There is a neurotic who knows martial arts over there, go and see." ā€

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Mr. Zhou had committed another crime, so I quickly followed, squeezed into the crowd, everyone wanted to squeeze in, try to look at the face, I couldn't get in at all, I had to shout: "The old man inside is from our family, you let me go in and have a look!"

In an instant, a passage one person wide parted in the crowd, and I rushed over, and saw the old man holding a sugar gourd in his mouth, holding a sugar gourd in one hand, directing a stool to fly up for a while, and fall for a while, and perform acrobatics there. The seller of sugar gourds also changed his career to collect money, holding a plate and circling in the crowd to collect money. I hurriedly went over and asked, "What's the matter, old man, how are you performing acrobatics?"

Grandpa Zhou pointed to the sugar gourd seller and said: "I ate a few sugar gourds from him, and he didn't want to give him a spirit stone, so he had to ask me for any RMB, and said that I lied to him with a broken stone, and I didn't have RMB, so he didn't let me go, so angry that I grabbed the sugar gourd and flew into the air, and he pulled me down with one hand and asked me to perform for others to see." ā€

"Can anyone who sells sugar gourds pull you down?" I looked at Grandpa Zhou questioningly.

"Didn't I dare to fly too high, for fear of scaring them. Grandpa Zhou whispered.

I thought to myself, "This old man isn't too much of a fuss, and he has a bit of a brain." ā€

My thoughts were instantly read by Grandpa Zhou, who cocked his nose and said, "Who am I!"

I hurriedly told him, "In a while, you still have to pretend to be stupid, and I will deal with the sugar gourd seller." ā€

Grandpa Zhou understood what I meant in seconds and nodded.

I coughed twice, walked to the candy gourd seller, and said bitterly: "This big brother, how can you use the Alzheimer's patient to make money? You see that our old man's condition is getting worse and worse because of your toss. ā€

The people around me also coaxed and said: "Yes, you are too lacking in social morality, how can you take advantage of the old man? You also asked me for money and sent him to the public security bureau." ā€

As soon as everyone said this, the eldest brother who sold sugar gourds panicked, and quickly explained to me: "Eldest sister, I am also a small business, and my stall makes him unable to do today's business with such a stir, I really didn't force your old man to perform art, it was he who offered to perform juggling to repay the money." (To be continued.) )