In the afternoon of the same day, the old local shop was on the local food network. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Mingmei was pleasant, but he didn't say it, as always, he greeted the guests calmly, looking forward to the arrival of destined people.

However, in the face of the package price of 999, there are many people watching the excitement, and the real guests are not many except Chu Zhongtian and Gu Yanming.

Not to mention, someone who is destined to come to the door.

Today's harvest of merit, Wang Ming is naturally happy, this shop in order to attract destined people to come to the door, ordinary customers to eat, that is pure earning, but also a good deed, merit plus body to earn merit.

He is not impatient when it comes to things that are destined for people.

After a few days, the sales share of Xifulai was sent over, and there were more than 100,000 yuan.

Niu Datian works for free to feed him, so naturally he has no monetary income, but he has a little brother who is a kitchen god, and this transaction is not a loss.

Wang Ming had a very good time, and the local tyrant Chu Zhongtian must come here to eat every meal, and sometimes he invited guests to bring friends, and the customers in the old place gradually increased.

After eating, they all said that the old place is a magical place, and in this area, it has slowly become a little famous.

As for the operation, Gu Yanming promised to promote the old place, as for the positioning, Wang Ming said, "The old place, the place where the gods want to come." ”

However, Gu Yanming has been preparing for marriage recently, and he doesn't have much energy to do it.

Wang Ming is not in a hurry, he doesn't value money anymore, sometimes a day's turnover is as much as a month's income from his previous online car-hailing car-hailing, and he is happy about the merit.

On this day, it was a refreshing day, a pleasant climate, and a rare good weather.

The birds chirped happily in the morning, as if something good was about to happen.

Wang Ming came to the old place in a happy mood, sat on the recliner, carried a jade bottle, and drank it comfortably with a small sip of Yaochi Immortal Brew, the old place is really a good place, this life is happy like a fairy.

A middle-aged man walked in front of him, he was wearing a white jacket, dark blue trousers, and black old cloth shoes, striding slowly, with a white beard in his hand, which was different from ordinary people, and he was suspected of being destined.

Seeing this middle-aged man, Wang Ming's spirit was shocked, and after waiting for so long, it finally worked.

This kind of dress is a bit like a fortune teller, and he can find this remote place, and the most important thing is that the other party's eyes are shining and staring at the small jade bottle, as if he recognizes Yaochi Xianjiu.

"Donor, the poor Taoist temple is black, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster."

"Oh?"

Hearing the other party's words, of course Wang Ming didn't believe it.

At the end of the world, who can bring him a bloody disaster? After crossing the border, it may be possible, is the fortune teller in front of him really a destined person?

The routine naturally has a routine to play, and the routine is slippery, and he wants to try, "It seems that I have a relationship with the Taoist." ”

"Fate?"

Seeing Wang Ming playing cards according to the routine, the fortune teller was stunned, stroked his white beard and said with a smile; "Yes, I have a fate with you, God has the virtue of a good life, let the poor way help you solve your problems."

The other party did not specifically name Yaochi Xianjiu, and he didn't think it was a fateful person.

This discovery, Wang Ming felt that the other party was just a fortune teller, and he was really not destined, so he took the time to look at his mobile phone and open the map search.

Sure enough, there was no trace of the destined person, and there was a lack of interest in the old way

A routine with a rhythm, or a routine, how could Wang Ming be taken away by the other party and fooled to himself, he has nothing to do, so let's have fun.

"The old gentleman's words are wrong, and he still wants to find me to solve problems, have you seen my brand? Drink Meng Po soup, but it's really a solution to problems. ”

Wang Ming clicked on his store rules and reminded the other party to take a good look at it.

"Do you know that disaster is coming?"

The fortune teller is very careful, and he is compassionate to the old driver Wang Ming to survive the disaster.

"Huh, huh?"

Wang Ming stood up with a smile, pretended to be surprised, and asked exaggeratedly: "Dare to ask the old man, what is my big disaster?" What's the bloody plague? I hope to advise. ”

"Don't dare to advise? Seeing that your shop is also chic, let's go in and eat and chat. ”

"It's naturally okay to invite the old gentleman to dinner, but how can one meal be enough for this cracked method?"

Wang Ming heard that the other party wanted to eat white food, of course he refused, how many people had the old driver seen, how could he let the middle-aged man's plan to eat white food succeed.

"Huh? What should the benefactor do? ”

The middle-aged fortune teller became interested, and listening to Wang Ming's voice, it seemed that there was still a benefit, "Poor Dao will naturally do his best to solve problems for the donor." ”

"I said, this meal, even if you solve problems for me, you have to give money, the old place only entertains people who are destined, since you are destined, this business will be done, the Taoist chief should not be surprised, right?"

The middle-aged fortune teller's face sank, and he was about to get angry, Wang Ming said again, "One thing is one thing, the accounts must be clear, the Taoist chief will naturally give money to eat in my store, this is business, I ask the Taoist to solve problems, naturally there are benefits, isn't it?" ”

"Okay, good, I really want to help you, but I didn't expect you to be stubborn."

The fortune teller was annoyed and angry, lost his previous calm and affection, and threatened, "Since you are looking for death, don't blame the old Tao for not reminding you, the disaster of blood and light is imminent, and it is difficult to escape by yourself." ”

"Bloodlight disaster, Dao Leader will tell me when he arrives, what bloodlight disaster do I have?"

The corners of Wang Ming's mouth twitched, with an expression of disbelief, the overlord meal was not so delicious, and he would not be easily fooled.

"Open the door to welcome guests, and there are strong words and reasonable regulations, this practice, some people will not be used to it, and they will come to make trouble." The middle-aged fortune teller is in trouble.

"Uh,"

Wang Ming understands, what he said is so mysterious, is to be a man and not pretend to be forced, pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning? As for what you say, is it so mysterious?

"I don't believe in fate, what's wrong with me pretending? I'm happy, I like, I'm happy, I'm hi, what can you do? ”

Wang Ming laughed, he was really not afraid that anyone would say that he was pretending to be forced, pretending to be forced like the wind, and always accompanied me.

"Okay, good, I see how you can avoid the disaster, this little shop will close down in less than two days." The middle-aged fortune teller brushed his sleeves away, looking indignant.

"Haha, if you want to make trouble, find someone more reliable. Ordinary people, I really don't pay attention to it. ”

Wang Ming didn't forget to remind him that he was not a destined person, and he also told fortunes to solve disasters, pretending to be forced in front of him, and threatening if the benefits were not successful, it was really a beep.

"You, the blood is coming, and it is impossible to escape, so you can do it yourself." The middle-aged fortune teller coldly swept the signboard of the old place, left a word, and walked away.

"Brother Wang, what's wrong? Buying and selling is not benevolent, why is it so unpleasant. ”

Niu Datian didn't know when, when he came to Wang Ming's side, and when he saw the cruel words of the middle-aged fortune teller, he was a little curious and asked.

"Ah, catastrophe is coming? Old gentleman, I, Wang Ming, have never been there? If you bewitch the public like this, you will really usher in a catastrophe. ”

Wang Ming kindly reminded him, shouted loudly, and then replied to Niu Datian's question, "It's nothing, I just can't eat the overlord meal, and I'm annoyed and angry." ”

Having said that, the middle-aged fortune teller targeted himself for no reason, came to the door to pretend to be forced, and wanted to fool himself, which made Wang Ming a little curious, what was wrong?

The rules of the old place can't hinder anyone? If you love to eat or not, if you don't eat or enter the store, it's a waste of time, and you pretend to be a master, you really don't know whether to live or die.

After reminding Niu Datian to pay attention, Wang Ming, as always, asked him to prepare the meal was the right thing.

Eating and drinking enough is the most important thing at the moment, he doesn't have time to put the middle-aged fortune teller in his eyes, it's okay if he doesn't come, if he really comes to make trouble, Wang Ming wants to let the other party know why the flowers are so red.