The rest of his life was almost annoyed to death by Ye Gao.

He sent Ye Zigaozhi to the rice field, and was soon sent back by Li Zheng.

Only because he had only cut a few stubbles of rice, and he had scattered many ears of rice, and there were a few blood marks on his hands.

Ye Zigao, who was returned, chased after Yu Sheng, asking him to help find the female ghost.

In desperation, Yu Sheng pointed to the laurel tree on the left side of the well, and let the leaves be high and complain to the air.

The next morning, they set off early again and rushed to Yangzhou City before the sun jumped up the mountain.

The Jinyi guard at the gate of the city was spat on Mao Mao again, and the alarm of "donkey, donkey, donkey" also sounded on the long street.

After the First World War yesterday, Yu Sheng thought that the Appreciation Building would deal with it today.

Unexpectedly, until the rest of his life put up the stall, there was no movement in the Appreciation Building.

However, the diners who had been waiting for a long time were in a hurry, and before Bai Xing put down the bench, he had already sat down.

"Feet, feet. Bai said bitterly, and the stool "snapped" down and hit the instep of his foot.

The diner on the seat was pale, the whole person was lazy, he looked back at Bai Xingxing, "What feet?"

"You're crushing my feet. Bai Xingxing pointed to the stool.

The diner looked down and said, "Oh," and he said in a slow, long tone, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Then you don't get up yet. Bai Xing endured the pain.

"Oh", the diner stood up as if he understood.

He lazily carried the stool and squatted slightly, never leaving his ass off the stool, and quickly sat down after Bai Xingxing pulled out his foot.

He lay on the table and asked lazily, "Shopkeeper, is the porridge sweet or salty?"

The rest of my life was stunned, could it be that there are two major parties in the wilderness?

He said carefully, "Sweet." ”

"A bowl. The diners simply slapped the money on the table, no longer lazy.

It's just that after the money was patted, he lay on the table again, making people feel that he had nothing to love.

Yu Sheng brought him a bowl of porridge, and the diners cheered up to drink the porridge.

After a mouthful of porridge, I regained my neat spirit.

"It's really sweet enough!" he smiled at Yu Sheng, and drank the porridge with relish, making Yu Sheng hungry as he watched from the sidelines.

When Yu Sheng greeted others, he saw that the lazy diners had returned to their unmotivated appearance after drinking the porridge, and walked to the east of the street in a daze.

"He's actually here too?" Zhou Jiufeng looked at the back of the diner.

"Sister Feng, do you know him?"

"Tian Shi, our Jinyi Guard, lazy all day long, we have to have something sweet after the war, otherwise we will faint. ”

Zhou Jiufeng said and pushed the person next to him away and put Zhou Dafu on the stool, "The shopkeeper is born, the business is good." ”

"My surname is Yu. ”

"Look at my brain, I must be faint from hunger. Zhou Jiufeng said indifferently, "Come on a bowl of porridge, I'm hungry." ”

Yu Sheng brought the porridge up, "Zhou Jiuzhang didn't come?"

"I went to Chu's house to report. Zhou Jiufeng said.

She sat in two seats by herself, and set off Zhou Dafu next to her very small, so that Zhou Dafu was restrained from drinking porridge.

"You were beaten up yesterday?" Zhou Jiufeng asked.

"Whether you can speak, it's me who beat someone up. Yu Sheng said.

"Just your little body, there are not a few taels of flesh on your body. Zhou Jiufeng patted his chest, "This is called being strong." ”

The rest of his life felt bullied, and he never expected that one day a woman would come to him to compare his chest muscles.

Another person walked out of the crowd, and Yu Sheng greeted, "Chu Sheng is here." ”

Chu Sheng hurriedly stopped him, but it was still too late.

"Poof", Zhou Jiufeng sprayed rice, "Brute, haha, haha." ”

Chu Sheng sat down helplessly, "Since she heard this name, she hasn't stopped laughing once." ”

"Yes, yes, sorry. Zhou Jiufeng couldn't help but smile, "I've worked hard, but I just can't help it." ”

"It's the same as taming a dog, it's natural to get used to, and you can't change it. Zhou Dafu said coldly.

This metaphor is very fresh and refined, so much so that Zhou Jiufeng rewarded him with two brains.

A bowl of porridge was not enough for Zhou Jiufeng to stuff her teeth, she put the bowl away, "Or can one person only buy one bowl?"

Yu Sheng nodded, and when Zhou Jiufeng went back to find someone, the people around him immediately withdrew three steps.

Only one person stretched out his hand and said, "Ten yuan, I'll buy it for you." ”

"Ten dollars?" Zhou Jiufeng said.

"Yes, if you have to pay twenty yuan, I can also buy you pork buns from Shanghe, the buns are a perfect match with porridge. The man snorted as he spoke.

The pork buns in Shanghe are also a must, from the hands of "pigs", one of the four chefs in Yangzhou.

"Scalper, I bought your bowl. Three people came out of the crowd, and the servant was dressed as someone who happened to know him

Yile, a man named Scalper, said to Zhou Jiufeng: "I'm sorry, my bowl of porridge has been sold." ”

Zhou Jiufeng ignored him, but looked at the three people who squeezed in.

The young man who was the leader of the three was dressed in white and had a good demeanor, and the person who followed him also knew him for the rest of his life, it was Cai Ming who offended him.

The servant helped the man in white clean the stool and arrogantly asked for two bowls of porridge for the rest of his life.

Cai Ming honestly lowered his head, not arrogant at all, and said in his heart for the rest of his life, didn't he come to make amends?

"Yo yo, the stump is also here to drink porridge. Zhou Jiufeng mocked.

"Don't dare, don't dare, animals can drink it, why can't I drink it. Zhuang Zisheng said.

"Get out~" Chu Sheng was unceremoniously, "You little couple are quarrelling, can you not take me with you." ”

The rest of his life looked at Zhou Jiufeng and Zhuang Zisheng, and couldn't help but want to say, "Your circle is really messy."

Zhou Dafu said coldly: "Don't blame him, he has been trained since he was a child, and he doesn't dare to resist." ”

"Zhou Dafu!" Zhuang Zisheng raised his eyebrows.

"What are you fierce? Zhou Jiufeng slapped the table.

Zhuang Zisheng retracted his gaze unconvinced, and ignored the three of them again.

The servant, who only had ten cents to buy a place, quietly bought a bowl of porridge for Zhou Jiufeng.

Shortly after they sat down, a taxi was squeezed out of the crowd.

He was hunched up, his head was almost level with his stomach, he was wearing a broken Taoist hat and a tattered Taoist robe, very sloppy.

The Taoist priest stood in front of the stall and stinked the diners waiting for the seats three steps away, and the rest of his life almost thought that Jigong had come out.

He held a broken bowl in his hand and stretched it out until the rest of his life, "Shopkeeper, pitiful, pitiful, enjoy the bowl of porridge." ”

If it was in the past, he would have given him a bowl of porridge for the rest of his life.

It's just that during the mission, the system stipulates that each bowl of porridge must not be less than half a run.

He took out five cents from the money jar, "Daoist, go to the side and buy a bowl of porridge to drink." ”

The sloppy Taoist priest turned a blind eye to the sound of "Ding Dong", and just said: "Shopkeeper, do well, enjoy a bowl of porridge." ”

He touched his stomach, "The old Taoist priest hasn't eaten for many days. ”

The onlookers saw that the Taoist priest was skinny, his face was deflated to the bones, and he was weak to speak, and he had indeed not eaten for many days.

Yu Sheng pointed to the salted fish shop, "The fish soup is good there, you can go and taste it." ”

A young man who was watching next to him said: "Shopkeeper, you have several buckets of porridge, and the Taoist priest only drinks one bowl, and there is not much loss." ”

The others followed, "yes, don't be so stingy." ”

"I only sell this porridge and don't give it away. Yu Sheng said resolutely.

"Give him a bowl." Diners sitting and drinking porridge also spoke out.

It's just that the smell of the old Taoist priest smoked them, and they couldn't drink even the delicious porridge.