The hotel can have an area of seventy or eighty square meters, and the big signboard reads the words "Thanksgiving Rice Noodles Across the Bridge", and there is a line of fresh text below. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Yuan Qidong doesn't know, it should also be the meaning of crossing the bridge rice noodles and the like.

To go to a big hotel is to drink, and to come here is to eat. Yuan Qidong doesn't like to drink, and after drinking, he has a headache, so he doesn't like it, so he can't think, and he still eats comfortably.

Seeing Yuan Qidong kidnapping himself here, Guan Tianxia smiled, this place is actually his favorite. Not only do I love the taste of the rice noodles here, but I also like the uninhibited atmosphere here. It seems that this Yuan Qidong is quite in love with himself.

Over the years, I don't know if the boss here has changed, and the taste has changed. Yuan Qi thought about it and walked in.

A tall man greeted him, his head covered with meat, slightly hunchbacked, and asked in a rough voice, "What do you want to eat?" "It is the owner of this rice noodle shop, Boss Wang.

The boss is still the same boss, and it seems that the taste of rice noodles will not change.

"Let's have an overlord cauldron."

"Let's have an overlord cauldron."

"Let's have an overlord cauldron."

The three voices said in unison.

This overlord pot is a delicacy that Yuan Qidong has been thinking about for a long time, and he can't eat it abroad. He once found someone to buy it in this store and then flew it over, but he couldn't eat the taste in the store.

Rice noodles come in a variety of combinations, just like KFC has a variety of set menus. The Overlord pot is the most expensive of the single pots. The reason why it is called Bawang pot is because it has complete ingredients, large amount and strong flavor, which is the most satisfying, but it also has a big stomach to fill.

By the way, the first two overlord pots were shouted by Yuan Qidong and Guan Tianxia, and the one who followed them and called the third overlord pot was actually a monk, which was too strange. There are beef, mutton, fish balls, and shrimp dumplings in this rice noodle pot, how can it be regarded as meaty, and this vegetarian monk is going to break the vows?

I saw that this monk was in his sixties, lean, with a long face and long beard, bald head, nonsense, of course, bald. He was covered with a robe and a pair of cloud shoes with a thousand soles on his feet.

The monk picked up a seat against the wall and sat down, quietly waiting for the meal to begin.

A happy little apple song sounded, and before Yuan Qidong could check his mobile phone, the monk who was putting chili oil in the bowl hurriedly took out a mobile phone from his arms. glanced at it, and countless smiles immediately piled up on his long face: "Hello." Lily. Why did you remember to call me? Do you miss me? ”

Yuan Qidong was holding a bottle of sesame oil and dripping it into the bowl, and after listening to the monk's words, he shuddered and poured it into a small half bowl. A big brother who was smoking next to him was also choked and coughed.

"No, no, no, no, you can study in peace, I'll just come over to see someone and do a ritual." The monk chatted casually for a few more words, and hung up the phone as if no one was around.

What kind of monk is this, it's too flowery, eating meat doesn't count, and he has a junior coming out, it seems that he is still a female student, and he doesn't know how he studied in this university.

Guan Tianxia adjusted the dipping sauce, added some chopped green onions to Yuan Qidong and his bowl, and then went to the freezer next to the window to get a few bottles of beer. It's as casual as a buffet, you can call the waiter to help you with something, or you can pick it up yourself if you want.

At this time, the waiter had already served two steaming small pots, which were fragrant, making Yuan Qidong and Guan Tianxia's index fingers move.

After eating a few bites of hot noodles, Guan Tianxia became interested, and picked up Li Tiantian's topic and chatted with Yuan Qidong. Those scenes just now made his young heart still not calm, and he always wanted to talk about it again.

The old monk who was gobbling up suddenly stopped eating, holding chopsticks in his mouth, holding his bowl in one hand and the hot pot in the other, and went straight to Yuan Qidong and the others.

Yuan Qidong and they were eating happily and chatting comfortably, when a bald head suddenly appeared from the side, startling the two of them. The old monk didn't seem to care about his unprovoked disturbances, as if he was supposed to be sitting here in the first place. While blowing his hot red hands, he asked in a low voice, "Two little classmates, is the Li Tiantian you are talking about, the son of the principal of Western University?" ”

Guan Tianxia didn't want to talk about this sensitive topic with an unfamiliar person, so he hurriedly said: "Why do you old monk still eat meat?" ”。

The old monk said, "Who said I am a monk? ”

As he spoke, he brushed his hand over his bald head and said, "Look, where is there a ring scar? Where is there a ring scar? "I look very angry.

"Then how do you still do things? Why do you still wear monk's robes? ”

"I'm a Taoist priest, this is a Taoist robe, why can't my Taoist priest do things? Poor Road is licensed. As he spoke, he took out a document from his bag and shook it, and quickly put it away again.

"Oh, that's okay, I'm sorry, I misunderstood, Dao Chief, you go over there to eat, we brothers still have to chat."

"Oh." The Taoist priest turned around to leave, and thought, no, I'm here to ask about something, why did I leave? This bad boy fooled me! He sat down again.

"Hehe, two little classmates, don't be afraid, I don't have any malicious intent, I just want to confirm one thing, what's wrong with the Li Tiantian you said? Did Li Beijing have an accident? ”

Yuan Qidong ignored the eyes of the world, and said directly: "Li Tiantian is a little injured, Li Beijing is fine." "Yuan Qidong is a straight intestine, I feel that there is nothing to hide from this, and this old man can know it if he asks others.

"That's not right! It shouldn't be. The old Taoist priest stroked his sparse beard and looked thoughtful.

"Yo, it turns out that Daoist Chief, you are still a friend of Principal Li. It's disrespectful. "Guan Tianxia said.

Listening to the tone of the world, the old Taoist priest was also an old man, and immediately explained: "No, No, No." Poor Dao has nothing to do with Principal Li. Before the poor Dao Dao, the Taoist friends also respected me and knew the scattered people. Li Beijing was one of the subjects of my doctoral dissertation. I predict him—" Lao Dao said, taking a few steps back sideways with his food.

Guan Tianxia has already squirted out the contents of his mouth, and he is spraying it where Lao Dao was sitting just now.

Guan Tianxia coughed and laughed, and said, "Daoist, you have a higher education than us, and you are still a doctor, you are really unseemly." ”

Lao Dao sighed and said, "There is no end to learning, Lao Dao was a good student when I was young. Hey, don't spray anymore, I don't have a place to sit. Okay, I won't talk about what happened when I was a child, lest you wash my face with rice noodles. This is my thesis, two great talents, to correct it. ”

I heard that it was an old doctor's dissertation, and Yuan Qidong didn't want to miss this novelty, so he took it and read it.

Qianzi Lao Dao continued: "Poor Dao has been obsessed with the study of divination for many years, although he often thinks about something, but it is always unsystematic. Later, I joined Harry Potter Academy for further study by chance in the year of destiny, and finally, hey, little classmate, you drink saliva and go smoothly, you will suffocate if you hold it like this. As he spoke, he handed a glass of water to Guan Tianxia.

Guan Tianxia cleaned the rice noodles that came out of his nostrils and said, "If you don't eat it, if you don't eat it, I'll choke to death if I eat it again." Dao Chief, take a look at it, you talk so funny, how many will you choke to death today? ”

Maeko: "Little classmate, don't think that divination is mysterious and mysterious nonsense. Divination is to predict the future, haven't you heard of weather forecasts? Isn't that predicting the future? It's just that the ancients used tortoiseshells to divinate the weather, and modern people use computers and satellites to predict the weather. One has more superstitious elements, and the other relies more on knowledge and technology. The persistent belief that human beings have always wanted to predict the future remains unchanged for thousands of years. ”

Don't say it, it makes a lot of sense. Yuan Qidong nodded.

Lao Dao continued: "And, as far as I know, human wisdom also comes from predictions of the future. Generally speaking, human beings in ancient times, after constantly experiencing the changes of the four seasons, the cold and food shortage in winter, so that the wise men of human beings in the autumn when food is abundant and the climate is pleasant, they predicted that the cold winter is coming, so they began to build houses, sew clothes, and store food, so that human beings can spend the winter more comfortably.

Of course, this process needs to be done step by step, and you can't learn everything all at once. However, in this process, the seeds of wisdom began to take root and grow stronger, which gave rise to construction, agriculture, handicrafts, etc., and then developed modern civilization. Therefore, mastering the ability to predict the future is the real difference between humans and other animals. ”

Yuan Qidong and Guan Tianxia both laughed, this kind of theory is really the first time I have heard of it, it is quite profound. It's amazing. Yuan Qidong looked at Lao Dao's paper while holding the rice noodles, and said, "Hmm, hmm." Hmph, well, thoughts. ”

His mouth was stuffed with rice noodles, which translated, 'Not bad, not bad, quite thoughtful.' When it came to the idea, I swallowed it.

In fact, Yuan Qidong has also considered this problem that Lao Dao has studied, but there are too many things he is interested in, and this problem is not ranked high in his heart. Moreover, when he studies a matter, he often takes interest as the guide, and inspiration plays a decisive role, and without interest, inspiration cannot come. Inspiration came, as if all things in heaven and earth were helping, and when inspiration didn't come, picking up a piece of gold was also thrown as a stone. And he couldn't find a sense of predicting the future yet, so he didn't want to waste time on it.

Seeing that his words shocked the two of them, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but feel proud. He continued: "Predicting the future is actually the same as predicting the weather, you have to make a model first, and you can predict it by inputting the known conditions." In the past, I have also studied the Book of Changes, Ziwei Doushu, Mai Shenxiang, Xuantian Secrets, Tui Bei Tu, etc., etc., although these things seem superstitious, but I used scientific methods to verify it, although the accuracy is not comparable with the method I use now, but it is still relatively high, which shows that the ancients have mastered a certain prediction technology. ”