After correcting his attitude, Zhao Ming's heart was much more balanced. He doesn't mind the position of ghost, whether it is in the underworld or the yang, the three words civil servant have a great attraction to him. Decent, stable, mother-in-law likes.

"That's right!" Hearing Zhao Ming's position, Dao Shile's eyebrows smiled, and the chrysanthemums on his face seemed to bloom more brilliantly.

As a successful person with a car, a room card, a storefront, and millions of dollars in the card, Zhao Ming felt that he needed to invite a Taoist priest to a full meal. People in their forties, hunting ghosts at night to maintain social stability, and begging during the day, oh no, it is really hard to make ends meet.

Especially compared with the Chen ghost who hung up, the Taoist priest is even more depressed, and it is also a ghost, why can people mix up and have a face?

Why is he...

Alas, forget it, don't talk about it.

Zhao Ming silently swept a handful of bitter tears for his life-saving benefactor, and said, "I haven't eaten for so long, I'll invite you this meal!" ”

"That's a good idea!" These words hit the heart of the Taoist priest, his eyes lit up, and his teeth came out with a smile.

"By the way, I haven't asked the name of Changgao yet."

"Yellow Immortals."

"This name sounds like a fairy wind bone." Zhao Ming nodded, "What about the head catcher?" ”

"Jing Fei."

......

The two of them talked and laughed and entered a dumpling restaurant, which is not very big, about 20 square meters. The store is very clean, and there is a ceiling fan blowing on the head. The two sat down at a table for four people, Zhao Ming took the menu and said to the proprietress , "One plate of dumplings, and four bottles of beer." ”

There are many types of dumplings in this restaurant, about twelve kinds, even if Huang Xian's rice is large, it is enough for him to make.

Huang Xian grinned, and from time to time raised his head to look in the direction of the kitchen.

It seems that the hunger is not light.

It didn't take long for the proprietress to deliver four bottles of beer, and a cool breath instantly hit the face. Because of the cold, the wine bottle was covered with a thin layer of water droplets, and after a while, the water droplets dripped down and converged into a pool of cold water.

For the two of them, this is the most beautiful scenery in midsummer.

Huang Xian took the bottle opener, handed it to Zhao Ming, moved his Adam's apple up and down, and then sat on the opposite side.

Zhao Ming took the bottle opener, and after opening it with a 'pop', the beer foam came out of the bottle, and the slightest coolness blended into the aroma of the wine, lingering on the tip of the nose of the two.

Huang Xian has been busy hunting ghosts and rushing for performance recently, and his side business during the day is really negligent in management, and he has never had the habit of saving, so he hasn't eaten much seriously recently. However, the newly acquired little brother of the head catcher made him very satisfied, although the speed of adaptation was not as good as his own, but he was better than he would come, knowing that he respected his predecessor, and he had to pay him a lot of money to invite him to dinner. Huang Xian immediately decided that he would definitely make up for him more when he went back, and enter the state of ghost difference as soon as possible, and it would not be in vain to waste his heart...

Just thinking about it, Zhao Ming suddenly shouted,

"Yikes! I forgot! ”

"What's wrong?" Huang Xian thought that something terrible had happened, "If there is anything, just say it, I will help you settle it." ”

Huang Daochang has already divided Zhao Ming into his own family, so he naturally has to take more care of it.

"No, I forgot that you were a Taoist priest." Zhao Ming put down the bottle opener and prepared to send back the three bottles of wine that had not been opened, "Taoist priests can't drink wine and eat meat, and also, dumplings are also stuffed with meat, why don't you tell the kitchen not to do it, I heard that your rules are very strict, I can't do bad things with good intentions..."

Zhao Ming chattered, and he really went to withdraw the wine.

“......”

The zodiac stretched out his hand, shouting in his heart,

Don't,

Poor Dao likes to drink wine and eat meat the most!

Holding down Zhao Ming, he didn't choose to say anything in a panic, "Actually, the poor monk is omnivorous, he is not so particular, and he is not a picky eater, he eats everything." ”

"You're a Taoist."

"I was a monk in my last life."

“......”

Zhao Ming was speechless.

The Taoist chief also worked hard for a meal, and he didn't want to do any more discipline.

Also, isn't a monk a monk?

Seeing that Zhao Ming didn't believe it, Huang Xian sighed.

"Actually, the poor monk, oh no, the poor Taoist was really a monk in his last life." Huang Xian shook the dust on the table and explained, "Because the magic weapon is a Taoist magic weapon, this is the change of career." In fact, the poor monks don't want to deviate from the Buddha, so they have no choice but to organize the needs! ”

Well

Zhao Ming nodded, he believed it.

There is a good reason for that.

If a monk holding a dust whisk appears on the street, the return rate must be very high.

It is estimated that there is no fate, and the possibility of starvation is extremely high.

No wonder he always feels like he's half-hearted, it turns out that the crux of the problem is here, but this is not an excuse for him to break his vows. Forget it, whether he is a monk or a Taoist priest, he is still running wild on the road to breaking the vows. The Buddha didn't pursue him, and he did this idle thing himself. He suddenly thought of a question related to himself, pointed to himself, and asked, "Then do I have it?" ”

"What?"

"Magic weapons!"

"There's something for every ghost!" Huang Xian lowered his voice and explained solemnly, "This is what we rely on to deal with ghosts, and we can't send ghosts down without it." ”

"And what is my magic weapon? Where can I get it? Zhao Ming asked cautiously, for fear that others would hear it, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart.

The welfare of civil servants is good, free equipment!

Huang Xian pointed to his hand and whispered, "It's in your hand." ”

"Nope!"

"It's hidden, you summon it and try it."

"How do you summon this?"

When Huang Xian wanted to say something, the proprietress came over with dumplings.

After a plate of round dumplings was served, Huang Xian's eyes straightened. This is also the first time Zhao Ming has seen a man look at dumplings with the eyes of a woman.

"Plump, fair, delicate, absolutely frequent!"

Zhao Ming: ......

The Taoist chief dipped the garlic juice one by one, and seemed to eat it deliciously. Zhao Ming turned his face away, trying not to look at the garlic dumpling stuffing stuck to his beard.

This eating phase,

It's too violent,

It's too ugly too.

When Huang Xian emptied the eight plates, Zhao Ming had just finished eating one plate. At this time, Huang Xian raised the beer bottle, touched it in the air, and said, "I did it, you are free." ”

And then

And he heard,

Tons of tons of tons of tons

Zhao Ming put down the chopsticks, silently opened the second bottle, and pushed it to him,

Tons of tons of tons of tons

It's the same with the third bottle,

Tons of tons of tons of tons

When he handed him the fourth bottle, Huang Xianhu looked at him suspiciously, and asked cutely, "You don't drink it?" ”

Zhao Ming shook his head, "It's full." ”

"Feeling full so quickly?" Huang Xian pursed his lips and raised his head,

Tons of tons of tons of tons

Zhao Ming consciously pushed the remaining plates of dumplings in front of him, and Huang Daochang really lived up to expectations and quickly swept them away.

"Are you full?"

The zodiac nodded, burping,

"Almost."

This is just about the same, Zhao Ming touched his head, and thought with some fear that if he had asked him to let go of eating a few days ago, he would probably eat himself out of the shadows.

After all, I was not developed at that time, and people with a weak economy were easy to collapse.

"I think you can do mukbang, and it's easy to attract fans with your excellent appetite." Zhao Ming gave advice sincerely, he felt that the Taoist chief relied on his strength to do food broadcasting, and there was no reason not to be popular.

"Eating and broadcasting? What for? ”

"It's that people watch you eat and give you money."

"Is this a good thing?" Xiao Daochang's eyes lit up with little stars, and he couldn't wait to say, "Teach me quickly!" ”