Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Black Shop Is White (Part II)
But soon, Wang Shi's vision was restored, and there was no danger. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Wang Shi also understood why this shop is called Baidian, because everything here is white, everything is as white as rice paper, which makes people can't bear to go in, for fear of destroying the whiteness here.
"Ahh "Xiao Er, quickly get a watermelon to relieve the heat for the distinguished guests first. ”
A blind shopkeeper hurriedly ran over, holding a large wet watermelon in his arms, which was obviously freshly fished out of the ice water.
Wang Shi and Song Dabao walked in, chose a table and sat down.
"The guest officer will eat a watermelon first to cool down the heat. The proprietress hurriedly said, and the shopkeeper had already cut the watermelon.
Song Dabao swallowed a mouthful of spit, and said with difficulty: "Our grandfather is here to eat, hurry up and report all the delicious food here!" Song Dabao has long heard of this black shop, and heard that they are doing the business of killing people and selling goods every day, and no one who enters this store can get out. If it weren't for the fact that the watermelons were sold outside during the day, and there were so many people who bought them, Song Dabao really didn't dare to buy the watermelons in this black shop.
Wang Shi smiled at Song Dabao, then turned to the proprietress and said, "The best thing in this summer is watermelon, let alone chilled watermelon, right, proprietress boss?"
Since the guest officer is willing to eat watermelon, although the guest officer is open to eat, there is no watermelon in the shop. ”
Song Dabao glanced at Wang Shi secretly, his hand had already reached out to the watermelon, although Song Dabao was scared, but the desire to eat could always overpower the fear.
"Why are you in such a hurry to eat watermelon, shouldn't you let such a beautiful proprietress eat a piece first and then you eat it?" Wang Shi said to Song Dabao.
Song Dabao retracted his hand in a daze.
"It's all a family, why be so polite!" The proprietress stuffed a piece of watermelon into Song Dabao's hand, pinched it in Song Dabao's palm, and threw a wink at Song Dabao. Such a proprietress with heavy makeup, although she has long lost her appearance, but the charm is still saved, and it is easy and simple to seduce some young men who are not involved in the world.
"Since the hostess has said so, you might as well sit down and have a good chat. ”
The proprietress immediately sat down and said with a smile: "I don't know what the master wants to talk about?"
"Let's talk about the difference between this chilled watermelon and other watermelons. Wang Shi said with a smile.
"If it's too different, can you still find a second one that sells watermelons like this in Huangxian Town?"
"In that case, this watermelon can be eaten more, even if it is poisoned, you say, right?" Wang Shi said as he stared at the proprietress of the house.
The hostess's face changed.
At this time, a lame man with loose hair walked out of the backstage on crutches and said, "Xiao Er, go fry four hot dishes and get two pots of wine, we haven't been here in our store for a long time." ”
"Old man, why did you come out?" The proprietress hurriedly got up and gave way to the lame man, and said to Wang Shi, "This is the shopkeeper of our family. ”
"Came to eat late at night and was disturbed. Wang Shi said.
"When you open your door to do business, those who come are customers, so how can you disturb this statement? It is the honor of the small shop that the guest can come to the small shop. The shopkeeper said.
Song Dabao kept holding the watermelon in his hand and didn't dare to eat it.
"The guest officer will try the watermelon in the small shop first. The shopkeeper said.
Wang Shi glanced at Song Dabao with a smile, picked up the watermelon and ate it, and said, "I dare to say that Huangxian Town can't find a second watermelon with such a delicious taste!"
The shopkeeper suddenly stared at Wang Shi and said coldly: "Guest officer, do you know that my store is a black shop?"
Song Dabao shuddered and dropped the watermelon on the ground.
"I know. Wang Shi replied.
"Then you dare to eat the watermelon I gave you?"
"I'm not already eating. Wang Shi said with a smile. Now Wang Shi is no longer the hairy boy who only knows how to wield a knife and cut people, if he only gains some knowledge in six years of books, then this book is really read to death, so it is better not to read. Wang Shi reads living books and can bring the things in the books to life. Therefore, Wang Shi is completely different from when he was in Qingyun Mountain.
"The guest officer must not have come to eat. ”
"I just wanted to come and see here. ”
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple. ”
"Why?"
"I heard that this black shop is very white, so I wanted to come and see it. ”
The shopkeeper suddenly laughed at Wang Shi, Wang Shi also laughed, and the proprietress also laughed, only Song Dabao looked at all this with a pale face.
The shopkeeper seemed to have discovered something so interesting that he had to laugh. It has to be said that it is an interesting thing for a person to risk his death to go to a black shop just because he heard that it was very white, just to see it.
"I wonder if you've seen what you're looking for, guest officer?" asked the shopkeeper.
"I saw it, and your black shop is really white, and it's really interesting. Wang Shi said.
"What's interesting?"
"The blood is red. Wang Shi said.
The shopkeeper clapped his hands and said appreciatively: "The guest officer is really to the point! The reason why I dyed this shop white is because white can best highlight the color of blood! The painting made with blood on white paper must be very beautiful!"
Song Dabao was completely frightened, he always felt that this group of people would suddenly pick up a knife and kill people when they were laughing and laughing. Song Dabao felt that everyone here was crazy, even he was crazy, otherwise how could he stupidly take Wang Shi to Baidian at night.
"Guest officer!" the shopkeeper suddenly turned his head and approached Song Dabao, staring at Song Dabao with a pair of eagle-like eyes and said. "You know why this watermelon is so red, because it's irrigated with blood. ”
Song Dabao's neck shrank in suddenly, and the cool breeze blew out from his heart, as if he had seen the scene of being killed by the people in the black shop and buried in the watermelon field, thinking of this, he couldn't help but want to spit out all the watermelons he had eaten.
Wang Shi's hand was placed on Song Dabao's shoulder, patted it, and said, "The shopkeeper is joking with you, you don't have to care." ”
The shopkeeper laughed again.
There was a warmth in Wang Shi's hand that spread to Song Dabao, causing most of the cool breeze on his body to dissipate, and Song Dabao felt much better.
"Okay, let's eat the watermelon too, let's go. Wang Shi said.
"Yo--Guest! Don't stay overnight! We have a good guest room here, and I can still play music for the guest officer!" The proprietress stopped at the door and threw several winks at Song Dabao.
"That's it, my family...... Family...... Okay!" said the blind Xiao Er with a smirk.
"Thank you for the kind invitation, I just want to see your shop and eat a piece of your watermelon. Wang Shi said with a smile.
"The dishes are already seated, why don't you have a few glasses of wine before leaving?" said the shopkeeper.
"I ...... The food is good...... Good...... All right. The blind shopkeeper said anxiously.
"How long will you sit down?" said the proprietress even if you go!" said the proprietress .
"There are still people waiting for us at home. Wang Shi said.
"It turns out that there are still women waiting in the guest officer's house, no wonder the guests are in such a hurry!" said the hostess.
"Since the guests are leaving, then be careful, the night in Huangxian Town is not easy to walk. The shopkeeper said.
"Thank you for the reminder. ”