The man was a little confused, why didn't he invite him to drink wine and eat meat, but to watch the moon together? Then, why does this phrase sound so familiar?

Damn, didn't that ghost say that same thing that night?

The man's face turned pale instantly, and then he looked at Wu Dalang and found that he was looking at himself with a smile, and it was this smile.

The man wanted to run non-stop, but his legs trembled in fright, and his feet didn't seem to obey at all, and the man felt that all this was due to the ghost's pressure, and that the ghost kept him from moving.

The man was frightened, the sweat on his forehead was pouring out, he wanted to cry for help, but he didn't dare to shout, he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, the ghost would be angry and eat him.

It's very likely, this ghost is too close to him.

Wu Dalang didn't want to continue teasing him, so he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not... Ghost. ”

Before he finished speaking, Wu Dalang looked at this person and fainted directly to the ground.

At this time, Pan Jinlian also happened to come out of the room, she walked to Wu Dalang's side and asked a little strangely: "Dalang, who is this person, why did he faint here." ”

Wu Dalang bent down and hugged the man, and said, "I was quite happy with him just now, but this person fainted all of a sudden, oh, probably anemia. ”

Wu Dalang put this person at the door of his house, and then whispered: "It's rare that you came to tell me this, which shows that you are still a good person." But it's not right to go out for a drink at night. I'm helping you quit drinking. Are you very grateful and want to ask my name, well, I'll reluctantly tell you that my name is **. ”

After Wu Dalang said this, he was very satisfied, and felt that he had done a great good deed, and he did good deeds without leaving a name.

In fact, Wu Dalang has always had a question, saying that ** does good deeds without leaving a name, so how do other people know that ** does good deeds?

Probably**Like a grandmother, it's also fake. For example, like myself just now, my name is **.

After Wu Dalang returned to Pan Jinlian, he also took her hand and went back to the tavern.

After the two of them returned to the tavern leisurely, they found that Zhao Youcai was sitting in the tavern one by one.

Wu Dalang walked over and asked strangely, "What about the others?" ”

Zhao Youcai: "Zhang Defu went up to help you clean up the room, I'm here to watch the door, Wang Fugui is going to make egg fried rice." ”

Wu Dalang nodded: "Well, then you continue to watch." I'll go upstairs and take a look. ”

Wu Dalang said that he took Pan Jinlian upstairs, and when he went up, he saw Zhang Defu cleaning up the room there seriously.

Wu Dalang secretly thought in his heart: These three guys in the restaurant are excellent in terms of morality and attitude, and they can be cultivated well, and they don't have to do everything by themselves in the future.

Wu Dalang walked over and patted Zhang Defu on the shoulder: "Yes, I am very diligent, work hard, and I will give you benefits when the restaurant is on the right track." ”

Zhang Defu said while cleaning the room: "No, in fact, we are very satisfied now." ”

"Huh? Don't you? Well, then don't use it. ”

Zhang Defu: "... Actually, it's okay to add it. ”

Pan Jinlian smiled on the side: "Da Lang, don't bully your buddy." ”

"If you don't bully them, then I'll bully you."

"Da Lang, don't be like this, there are still people."

Zhang Defu is bitter in his heart, have you shown affection to the point where no one else is around? Didn't you take me Zhang Defu in your eyes?

"Okay, okay, I won't bully you anymore." Saying that, Wu Dalang approached Pan Jinlian, and whispered in her ear: "Stay at night and bully together." ”

Zhang Defu silently wiped a handful of tears in his heart, do you think I didn't hear it? You are simply too deceitful, no, it's too much of a dog man, pity me as a single dog, I have to chase Xiaohua quickly. When the salary is paid next month, I will buy a gift for Xiaohua. Well, maybe it's useless to buy a gift for Xiaohua, so let's buy it for Xiaohua's father.

After Wu Dalang went downstairs, he said to Zhao Youcai: "You Cai, bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in our store, today, your Boss Wu wants to show his skills." ”

Zhao Youcai ran to the counter to get a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and secretly thought: Don't you just want to bully me for not being illiterate, I won't be able to praise if I don't understand, okay, maybe it's really not as good as those showmen's sycophants, and if you can't praise me, I will say it's good-looking. Well, after Boss Wu finished writing, he said that it looked good.

Wu Dalang took a piece of paper from Zhao Youcai's hand and spread it on the table. After picking up the brush and dipping it in ink, I didn't know what to write for a while. It's a little embarrassing.

Wu Dalang thought of some canteens and restaurants in his previous life, and immediately had inspiration, and with a stroke of his pen, he immediately wrote down.

"Compassion for Nong"

Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn.

There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death.

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

Wu Dalang put on the brush, looking at his poems very satisfied, although he didn't know how to evaluate the brush words he wrote, but he had never eaten pork and never seen a pig run, he dared to conclude that his writing was much better than those calligraphers in history.

Wu Dalang secretly thought in his heart: Hundred schools of calligraphy really live up to its reputation.

Wu Dalang said proudly: "How is it, are you stunned by my calligraphy." ”

Zhao Youcai was stunned and said, "It's good-looking, it's good-looking." ”

Wu Dalang rolled his eyes: "Anyway, do you know calligraphy, how do you know if it's good-looking." ”

Zhao Youcai said in a resolute tone: "Calligraphy is the same as a woman, as the saying goes, a woman's heart is a needle, I can't see through a woman, but it's clear whether a woman looks good or not." Therefore, the boss's calligraphy is good-looking, and it is not allowed to refute the good-looking. ”

Wu Dalang: "......"

Wu Dalang really wants to give Zhao Youcai 666, there is nothing wrong with this.

Pan Jinlian was even more shocked by Wu Dalang's hand: "Dalang, if it weren't for me watching you write, I really didn't know that you would be so good at calligraphy." I used to work as a maid in a non-staff house, and I also secretly read some poems and calligraphy, but none of them could write well. Da Lang has such a good calligraphy, why didn't he write it before? If you sell some of these good words, you don't have to work so hard to sell cooking cakes every day. ”

Wu Dalang said righteously: "Poetry, calligraphy and painting are elegant things, how can they be measured by yellow and white things. ”

"Well, Da Lang is right, it's Jin Lian's inconsiderate thinking."

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you, you also think about our family."

Wu Dalang looked at this poem, and always felt that there was something in the ointment, oh, by the way, there was no seal.

Wu Dalang as a big old man where did he get the seal, if there is no seal, sign it directly, and then, Wu Dalang waved his pen and signed an artistic name like a cow ghost snake god.