In the first ghost market after May Day, Master said that he couldn't go, so he asked me to set up a stall by myself. Well, maybe I'm really going to start adapting to this situation of "fighting" alone.

Lao Zhang came quite early tonight. It seems that he is also very much looking forward to my experiments with new dishes. I asked him to sit down first, and I pulled out a foam box from under the stall. The foam box was covered with ice, and I pulled out a Coke bottle from the pile of ice cubes, which contained a mysterious black-green liquid. The bottle had been frozen by ice for a long time, and as soon as it was opened, it was bubbling cold.

The inspiration for this experiment came from the day Huang Lijun and I went to the beach resort together. It was a very hot day, and the two of us were strolling through the resort's snack street. I saw a bunch of people queuing up to buy freshly squeezed drinks, so I also pulled Huang Lijun to buy them. I was suddenly inspired when I was looking at the shopkeeper to make a drink. When I got back, I juiced all the sour fruits I had collected: green oranges, plums, apricots, lemons, jujubes, plums, passion fruits, and the most sour sour star fruit, and then strained them and mixed them into a drink. The frozen drink itself makes your teeth tingle and enhances the sourness, so I poured it into an empty Coke bottle and stuffed it into a foam box filled with ice cubes and brought it to the ghost market.

I took out a cup and poured half a cup into the cup for Lao Zhang to taste first. Lao Zhang saw my solemn attitude, he also seemed very excited, rubbed his hands, and shouted a few "yes" before he tasted it! He picked up the cup and sniffed it first. In fact, the sour smell is not very volatile, and you can't smell it. Lao Zhang took a small sip, clicked his lips, and suddenly his eyes lit up!

"Not bad! Not bad! That's enough! That's enough! Lao Zhang was finally satisfied this time. He drank the half cup of the special sour juice in one gulp!

Ah! It's so sour!

This sentence was not said by Lao Zhang, but I said it for him in my heart. That old Zhang was already sour, his facial features were almost squeezed together, and he couldn't speak at all! I just stood by and watched him drink, and I couldn't stand it anymore!

"Cool! It's fucking cool! Lao Zhang slowed down for a long time before he came back to his strength, and he screamed, almost startling the ghosts and people in the entire ghost market!

"Come, come, come! Give me another drink! Lao Zhang couldn't wait to knock on the table and urge me to pour it for him again.

I handed him the remaining bottle of sour juice and said, "You can just take it and drink it." ”

Lao Zhang waved his hand and said, "No! The sour, spicy taste is not the same as the sweet and bitter taste. The sweet and bitter can be drunk in one go, but the sour and spicy taste is too strong, so you have to taste it little by little. And I just have to drink slowly to enjoy the process to the fullest! ”

I thought that this was indeed the case, so I followed his please, and poured him small cups by small cups with the bottle. Lao Zhang also drank one by one, and every time he finished drinking a glass, the expression on his face could always be distorted into new tricks! But for him, this feeling is not only not uncomfortable, but an extreme enjoyment!

"Yikes! I lost my tooth! it's really sour! Lao Zhang drank the last cup, was taken aback, and quickly lay on the ground and touched everywhere, and finally found those teeth. He cracked his mouth open and tried one by one to see which tooth had been inserted into which groove. It took another half a day to put all the teeth back in. I was dumbfounded by this operation!

"Hey, Xiaosheng! I'm very satisfied with your glass of juice today! Good! Lao Zhang gave me a thumbs up. He then asked, "By the way, do you have a name for this new dish?" ”

I nodded and said proudly, "I hadn't thought about it before." Now, hehe, I've decided to name it "Toothless in the World"! ”

""The World Has No Teeth"? Good! Good! Good! Lao Zhang applauded happily and shouted a few more hellos.

In the end, when Lao Zhang got up to check out, taking advantage of his good mood, I doubled the original price and reported it to him. Lao Zhang didn't bargain, just threw a bunch of gold ingots in my cash register basket, and left satisfied. Hehe, just this bottle of stuff, converted to RMB, I made a small profit of 100 yuan! It seems that I will get him a bottle every time in the future, which is another stable income!

After serving Lao Zhang, the business on my stall is also going smoothly, and tonight it will be sold out in advance and closed in advance. The poor ghost didn't know what he was doing, but it was a little late today, so I could only spread my hands and tell him that everything was sold out, and there was nothing left! Lao Zeng had no choice but to leave stupidly.

I cleaned up the stall and pushed the cart to leave. I asked Uncle Li on the other side if he wanted to go together. Uncle Li actually trusts my master, and he usually likes to follow us in and out of this ghost market. But when he saw that I was alone tonight, and that the things on his stall had not yet been sold, he shook his head and said that he would leave himself later. I didn't care, it was just polite to ask, so I pushed the cart myself and walked to the exit of the ghost market.

As I approached the exit, I seemed to hear a crying voice and looked around curiously. As a result, I saw Fang Bo hiding in a dark corner behind a tombstone, wiping his tears.

"Uncle Fang!" I called out to him and asked, "What are you doing there?" ”

Fang Bo was hiding alone and crying, but now I bumped into him, so embarrassed that he quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes and wiped his snot and tears. He didn't answer my question, but said, "Oh, it's Xiaosheng!" My jade card was sold? ”

I said, "Where is it so fast?" I haven't been very free lately, so I'll look for someone in a few days on the weekend. "Uncle Fang's jade card is not very easy to sell, and the last time I went to the antique street, I was scared. I really don't want to touch those nails anymore when I really don't have to do it, so as not to get into any trouble.

"Uncle Fang, what's wrong with you? Why are you hiding here alone? If you need help, please let me know. "Recently, I have been working hard to maintain a good relationship with my customers. Even if Uncle Fang is not a regular customer of mine, cultivating a few more new customers is also part of the market development!

"Alas!" Fang Bo sighed heavily, and shook his head silently a few more times, even I was a little worried that he would shake his head off.

"Xiao Sheng! A home, for a person, or for a ghost, is much better than the golden nest and the silver nest! But how many years have I been now? I can't go back to my home! Do you think I can stop crying? ”

I understand what Uncle Fang means. "Is it still because of Xiaoqian?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't her?" Fang Bo spread his hands and complained helplessly: "You said that she died on my grave back then, of course, it can't be regarded as her fault. But there is a debtor and a debtor! For more than 30 years, she has been dominating my grave and refusing to let me go back to my own grave. What is the reasoning behind this? ”

"Have you talked to her about it?" I asked.

"Of course we did!" Fang Bodao: "At the beginning, I talked every day and night, so I could talk about it. But she just ignored it! I tried to break in, but she kicked it out every time! You also know that she died unjustly, and her resentment was very strong, and I couldn't beat her at all! Alas! ”

"Then have you ever gone to find Lao Xing or other ghosts to help you reason?"

"I've found it! It's useless! ”

"Lao Xing doesn't care about this?" I'm a little surprised, isn't Lao Xing the ghost head of this mass grave?

"He doesn't care!" Fang Bo said indignantly: "I'll go to him first for this matter." But he never saw or heard, and never helped him! Even if I gave him money and begged him, he wouldn't accept it! ”

"So?" In fact, I vaguely understood why this was the case. I'm afraid that Lao Xing may not be able to beat Xiao Qian!

"The ghosts in the mass grave know how powerful Xiaoqian is, and no ghosts are willing to help me. I was going to die of this heart. Fang Bo continued to complain, "Until some time ago, after Qingming, a few new ghosts came. Those new ghosts look at the grievances are not bad, and they don't know Xiaoqian's ability, and they lack money. So I thought about hiring a few of them to find trouble with Xiaoqian, to see if I could get her rid of her, or to force her to promise to let me go back home occasionally! ”

"That's why you're in a hurry to sell the wrench and sell the jade plate, right?" It dawned on me. Let's just say, Uncle Fang is suddenly willing to take out his funeral goods and sell them.

"Yes! I thought that there were so many people that I would never lose to her! And the result, alas! Uncle Fang pointed to his face and showed me. The grimace was originally white and blue, and it was really nothing to look at. However, in order to show a gesture of "sympathy for the weak", I still reluctantly looked at it twice. I couldn't see Uncle Fang hiding in the dark just now, but now against the backdrop of the ghost fire, I saw that Uncle Fang's face was dented in a few places, and his nose was crooked!

Uncle Fang picked up his clothes again to show me his chest, and two ribs were broken in his chest. Don't ask me how I saw that his ribs were broken...... The two broken ribs have been pierced out of the flesh, okay!

"And here! The kick she had in my ass was the hardest! I guess half of my ass was kicked by her! Fang Bo turned around and made a gesture to take off his pants to show me the wound.

"That's it! All right! All right! I know! I don't have to look at it, I believe you! Uncle Fang! Xiao Qian is indeed too much! I hurriedly stopped him and expressed my "indignation" in time.

Fang Bo re-fastened his belt, his face was sad, and he couldn't help crying. "I can't live this hellish life anymore! Whining! I don't even dare to come out and see the hell anymore with my old face! Whining! I'm going to die! Whining! ”

After Uncle Fang cried and said these words, I was relieved. Can ghosts still seek death? If you die a few more times, you'll still be a ghost! It seems that this Uncle Fang is just crying and crying to vent his emotions, and he may be fine after a while. If you really can't think about it, you should say, "I'm going to reincarnate!" "Anyway, the monk in the corner of the ghost market has always been there, and his business is free!

I don't dare to provoke Xiaoqian. I can't do anything but show sympathy. So I persuaded Uncle Fang a few more words, and left under the pretext of going home. I went to the old man to exchange paper money and got my earnings for tonight. Before leaving, I inevitably had to pass by Uncle Fang's grave, and I subconsciously turned my head to look at Xiao Qian again. Xiao Qian was also staring at me resentfully, looking at each other. There seemed to be even more hatred in her eyes when she looked at it!

I shuddered involuntarily, quickly withdrew my gaze, and secretly said in my heart: "Why are you staring at me like this?" I didn't hurt you! ”