It is not a good sign that the teacher is unfavorable, Shi Lei changed several places next, but he did not succeed.

At this time, he remembered that the person named Yu Rongwei seemed to have said that there is no Buddhism in this world.

Since there is no Buddhism, of course, there are no rules for the transformation of fate.

However, Shi Lei is not in a hurry, with his first-class grandmaster's qi and blood, even if he is hungry for a month, he can withstand it.

Turning into a fate, what is particular about is a fate, there is no fate, even if there is a meal, he is too lazy to eat.

Leaving the main street, he began to walk aimlessly down the narrow alleyways behind the tall buildings.

The alley is obviously a lot more lively, with office workers in a hurry, steaming breakfast shops, and the smell of fireworks.

"Take a rice ball with you, and ask for a cup of soy milk."

"Boss, I want a big meat bun."

"Two bowls of small wontons, a drawer of small steamed buns, how much is it?"

……

Smelling the aroma of food in the air and listening to the noise coming from the restaurant, Shi Lei's stomach became more and more hungry.

Suddenly, an abrupt voice reached his ears.

"Boss! Why do you have hair on your face! ”

It was a girl in her twenties, dressed in elaborate makeup and a suit, sitting at a small table at the door of a small noodle shop, complaining with disgust.

The owner of the noodle shop was a gray-haired grandmother, short and modestly dressed, who looked to be in her sixties.

Wearing a pair of white sleeves and flour on her hands, she was ordering at the door for a young couple looking at the menu.

Hearing the girl's complaints, she hurried over.

Seeing the girl pick out a piece of gray hair outside the bowl, she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! Little girl, I don't have a good look, I didn't see it, I won't charge you for this bowl of noodles! I'm so sorry! ”

She accompanied the smiling face and apologized again and again.

Looking at her gray hair and some red eyes, the girl was not in the mood to have a seizure, frowned and dropped a sentence of "really unlucky", and picked up the bag and left.

Grandma apologized again and again and sent her away, and just wanted to go back to receive the two young couples, but the door was empty, and the young couple had already queued up at the door of the wonton shop next door.

After a pause, she looked at the young couple and the long queue of diners in front of the wonton restaurant, and her eyes dimmed.

Lifting her apron and wiping her hands, she sat on the stool at the door, looking at the people coming and going at the door, her eyes were empty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Amitabha."

A deep and magnetic male voice interrupted Grandma's thoughts.

She followed the sound and saw a tall, thin boy with a shiny bald head looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Donor, the poor monk hasn't eaten for a day."

Shi Lei looked at her with a smile and said an abrupt sentence.

Grandma looked at him, and her eyes regained a little brilliance.

"You want to eat?" She got up and asked.

"When a man is hungry, he must eat."

Shi Lei looked at her with a smile, but spread his hands: "However, the poor monk has no money." ”

Hearing his words, Grandma was stunned for a moment, and then as if she had guessed something, she suddenly sighed, and there was a trace of pity in her eyes.

After thinking about it, she reached out and pulled out a stack of neatly placed change from her waist and pulled out five dollars from it.

However, she hesitated slightly, stuffed the five yuan back, took out a ten-yuan sheet again, and handed it to Shi Lei.

Looking at the money she handed over, Shi Lei did not reach out to take it, but shook his head and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk is begging for food, not begging for money, if the donor has some leftovers, give some to the poor monk, the poor monk will be grateful." ”

Listening to his words, Grandma pondered for a long time before realizing that he wanted to eat.

"I don't have any leftovers, if you're hungry, I'll give you a new bowl of noodles!"

Grandma pointed to the small table at the door and motioned for Shi Lei to sit down.

Then, she turned around and found a towel, wrapped her hair tightly, and then put down a bowl of noodles, scooped a large spoonful of minced meat toppings, poured them on the noodles, and sent them to Shi Lei.

Although Shi Lei likes vegetarian food, as a warrior monk, he has always been taboo about meat.

After taking the bowl of noodles, he smiled and thanked him, and began to eat it.

There was no one in the store, so Grandma sat across from him and watched him gobble down noodles.

Seeing that he finished a bowl of noodles in three or two bites, even drank the soup and ate sweetly, Grandma's mood also improved, and there was a kind smile on her face.

Licking his lips, Shi Lei put down the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing that he was still unsatisfied, Grandma smiled and asked, "Didn't you eat enough?" ”

Shi Lei also smiled and nodded generously in acknowledgement.

"It's time for the lads to eat."

Grandma stood up with a smile: "Then I'll give you two more bowls!" ”

"Four bowls!"

Shi Lei spoke.

Grandma was stunned, glanced back at him, thought for a moment, and nodded.

Soon, Grandma brought two bowls of noodles.

Both bowls were more than the first, at least twice as much, and the minced meat was piled up.

Putting the noodle bowl in front of Shi Lei, she advised: "You eat first, and then I'll go and give it to you." ”

With that, she turned around and ordered two more bowls of noodles.

By the time she came over with two freshly ordered bowls of noodles, there were already three empty bowls stacked on the table.

Seeing this, Grandma couldn't help but smack her tongue.

The amount of these three bowls of noodles is at least one and a half catties, but this bald young man has even drunk the soup, and he still looks like he is not full.

put two bowls of noodles in front of Shi Lei, and Grandma pulled over the stool, sat opposite him, and looked at him curiously.

Shi Lei didn't care, picked up the chopsticks, and continued to eat.

Seeing that he was still gobbling up, a trace of pity flashed in Grandma's eyes.

"Hungry, aren't you?"

She sighed and asked, "You came to Linhai to work?" How many days have you been here? Have you found a place to live? ”

Shi Lei replied while eating: "The poor monk also came here by mistake, he just arrived yesterday night, and he came in a hurry, and he didn't bring any money, so he could only come to the donor here to eat with a cheeky face." ”

"It's not easy!"

Grandma lifted her apron, wiped the corners of her eyes, pointed to the alley behind her and said, "In this alley, all young people of your age live in this alley, all of whom come to work in Linhai.

When young people first came here, they didn't have much money, so they could only live in such a dilapidated house.

They are all good children of their parents, it is not easy to come out to work, the sea is very large, as long as you are willing to do it, you will definitely be able to support yourself. ”

As she spoke, she lifted her apron from time to time and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Shi Lei ate the noodles that came up again and put down the noodle bowl.

Five large bowls are stacked in a stack, and it looks very bluffing.

But in fact, these noodles are only enough for Shi Lei to pad his stomach, and he can eat half full after five bowls.

But even if he could still eat it, he didn't plan to eat it.

Wiping his mouth, he watched Grandma rub the corners of her eyes, and then proposed, "Donor, I see that you have some eye diseases." The poor monk has a meal with you today, so I will help you take a look at this eye disease, and it should be to repay you for the kindness of a meal! ”