Chapter Eighty-Four: The Naughty Boy

Chapter Eighty-Four: The Naughty Boy

Unexpectedly, the famous over-yin rice is white-flour steamed buns, and Zhang Han is speechless enough. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After receiving the white-flour steamed buns, each ghost was extremely excited, devouring them as if they had eaten the most delicious food in their lives.

Zhang Han waited, the number of ghosts was a little amazing, and he couldn't squeeze into the cafeteria for the time being.

Fang Mulin who lined up behind them had already received steamed buns, which was their last meal in the world, and the first real meal after they died for hundreds of years.

You must know that ghosts can't eat what people eat, and the steamed buns in the world's No. 1 canteen are definitely not ordinary.

Seeing that the steamed buns were almost distributed, Zhang Han stepped forward and said hello to the old housekeeper Fang Mulin, this farewell will be goodbye forever.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Fang Mulin called out to Zhang Han, and Nuo Nuo handed Zhang Han a handkerchief.

"I hope Mr. won't forget me!"

After speaking, Fang Mulin turned around and ran away, leaving Zhang Han with a confused face, and the old housekeeper sighed and didn't speak.

"Sir, I'll take my leave!"

"Farewell!"

Zhang Han didn't know what Fang Mulin meant, but the young lady didn't completely appreciate it.

After putting away the handkerchief, Zhang Han walked to the first canteen in the world.

Ignore the little ghosts who send steamed buns at the door!

"Oops! What are you doing? ”

A little ghost found Zhang Han, stopped Zhang Han from entering, and leaked a fighting posture.

Zhang Han raised his head and said, "I have something to do with your boss, what's the matter?" ”

With the favor owed to the old man, Zhang Han is still relatively horizontal, and the old man told him.

In this world, as long as you owe yourself a favor, what you owe is a matter of life.

If you encounter it, don't give face, how arrogant you are, how arrogant you are.

When the little ghost heard this, his mouth pouted, "How old are you?" Just a ** kid looking for our store manager? ”

Zhang Han couldn't bear this, and reached out to pull the collar of the little ghost, "You'd better speak to me and pay attention to it, don't wait until you regret it to know how damn you are." ”

I didn't plan to entangle with the little ghost, so I turned around and walked into the world's No. 1 canteen, and turned around and added, "I'm sorry!" You're dead! ”

The little ghost's teeth itched, and the hands snapped, and the other little ghosts who were buried in steamed buns were all attracted to it.

"Brethren! How many years has no one come to our store to smash the field? Let's be an event today! ”

The little ghost is like a little boss, and he said arrogantly to the dozen or so little ghosts behind him.

As soon as Zhang Han's feet landed in the cafeteria, the hall was full of guests and all frowned at him.

"I know your boss, you'd better not offend me!" Zhang Han saw so many people, obviously at a disadvantage.

The little ghost was very slippery, hugged his shoulders and asked, "Our boss?" Do you know what our boss's name is? And I don't look at your cowardice! ”

Zhang Han made a slug sound from his mouth.

A straight punch hit him, and the little ghost was directly punched out, knocking over a row of steamers and rolling together with the white-flour steamed buns.

The little ghosts were beaten, how could those little ghosts watch it, and rushed towards Zhang Han in a swarm.

Zhang Han pulled out the dragon-shaped sword, daring to take a step closer and definitely showing no mercy to his subordinates.

At this time, an old man came out of the fence on the second floor, with a ragged and unshaven beard.

With a wave of his big hand, a wave blocked the little ghost who rushed forward, and with a wave of the other hand, he fixed Zhang Han's hand holding the sword.

"Stop!"

The old man's voice was noticed by all the ghosts, and the eyes of the entire hall surrendered to the second floor.

Zhang Han also looked at the same place, and saw that the old man was startled at first, and then grinned.

The little ghost who was punched away by Zhang Han came in in a panic and knelt on the ground and cried to the old man on the second floor.

"Boss! He's making trouble! ”

"I know, what to do!" The old man waved his hand and pointed at Zhang Han, "You come!" ”

Under the strange gaze of many ghosts, Zhang Han strode upstairs and grimaced at the little ghost.

The old man is no one else, and to be honest, Zhang Han is not very familiar with him, but he has only met once.

is also related to Chang Siyu, the hospital learned that Chang Siyu was unconscious, and the old man he met by chance at the barbecue stall claimed to be able to treat Chang Siyu, and then brought it to Zhou Rufeng.

Later, because of Fang Mulin's episode, Zhang Han did not have other exchanges with the old man.

When he returned from taking the Bingyan Flower, the old man had already left at that time, and because Fang Mulin had disappeared from the hexagram, Zhang Han had not looked for the old man.

Now I really didn't expect that the old man was the owner of the world's No. 1 canteen, and he was still the one who owed the old man a favor.

The grassroots relationship is intertwined, and Zhang Han is also fearless.

"Don't come to the seniors, don't be harmed, don't say goodbye on the day..."

Zhang Han wanted to be close, who knew that the old man was still fiddling with that look.

The clothes do not cover the body and the tattered clothes, the hair and beard are big, and the body is also very dirty.

The old man was very comfortable, and opened the door of a room, "Come in!" ”

The small room is very chic, luxuriously decorated and magnificent, and it does not fit in with the image of an old man and a beggar.

"I left in a hurry that day, your kid is nowhere to be seen, and the old man is impatient to wait for you." The old man sat on the boss's chair and crossed Erlang's legs and said.

Zhang Han was not polite, and sat directly on the chair next to him, "Senior? Let's not mention that matter first, we are chatting when we have time, and I am here today for one thing. ”

The old man waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Han, "The old man understands, I want to repay the favor of the old man Zhang, it wasn't too early for you to run that day." I have also seen the situation of that girl, it is not an easy task, but for the old man, it is also hand-to-hand, you can rest assured. ”

Zhang Han nodded with satisfaction, the old man is quite thoughtful, is it not an exaggeration to expect things to be like a god?

Everyone who came and went knew the purpose of Zhang Han's coming.

"Then there are old-timers." Zhang Han replied politely.

The old man suddenly smiled sinisterly, "But! The old man also has something to ask you for, I don't know if you can help me. ”

Zhang Han's heart trembled, and he knew that the old guy would not help him easily, and he would definitely come up with some tricks.

Presumably, this may be the reason why I met him that day and did not heal him immediately.

Zhang Han immediately lowered his face, "Senior, don't play with me, my friend is the most troublesome now, I'm going crazy, you know?" I'm like this, and you still ask me to help you. ”

The old man coughed dryly twice, quite a child playing a scoundrel, "The old man doesn't care, how many years has the old man Zhang been doing that, what if he owes it, the old man asks you to do a little favor, you are not happy, that girl's illness can be cured in this world." ”

"You...... Well, you've always won! Zhang Han was powerless to refute.

"Hey, hey! The old man is not embarrassed by you, this is easier said than done, but it is very good for you. The old man looked smug and patted his chest and said.

Zhang Hanxin said that it is good for me to help you, and now I only hope that the old man can be realistic.

Don't deal with those things that infringe on morality and disrupt order, only Zhang Han is unlucky.

"That's it, senior, let's see a doctor first, what about you? Let's talk about it, okay? ”

The old man tapped on the table and nodded, "No, no, no, we can do these two things together, and we can start now." ”