Chapter 8: Don't ask the common people, ask the ghosts and gods
Lu Li fried skewers there, Chen Xiong and the three flying fish guards ran to a far corner and squatted, lined up in a row and kept vomiting.
Feiyuwei has excellent physical fitness, not to mention that these three people are all elites, but they can't bear the seats on the van are all removed, there are no seats, and they are speeding at high speed all the way, how can they hold it, and they are also shaken and vomited.
The flying fish guard who drove the car was called Cui Maoyang, who was also a member of the Cui family, and when he saw that the three flying fish guards were all vomiting, he took out his cigarette triumphantly, knowing that Lu Li was easy-going, and handed over one.
Lu Li waved his hand, focusing on brushing the fried skewers with sauce.
Cui Maoyang didn't dare to ask Xuanyuan about the past, and handed Cui Maozhu another one.
Cui Maozhu took it, and regardless of whether it was a men's cigarette, he smoked the fire lit by Cui Maoyang. She stood in a sheltered place, holding a cigarette with one hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, with an office suit, standing very royal sister-like.
If you ignore the height disadvantage.
Unlike CBD, the service area has a large flow of people at nine o'clock, and as soon as the stalls are put out, the affordable prices immediately attract a large number of people who don't want to eat high-priced and low-priced buffets.
Seeing that there were more and more people coming around, Cui Maozhu opened his mouth, and then looked at Xuanyuan who was willing to fight.
I can't bear ......
Old man, you have suffered!
In order to bring Her Royal Highness the Goddess to the emperor, let alone watch Lu Li sell skewers, even if she was from a family and sold skewers, she would ......
"Cui Qianhu, don't be stunned, business is a little good, help bag these grilled skewers."
Cui Maozhu didn't want to move, but when he saw Xuanyuan Yixi looking up at him, he immediately pinched his cigarette and obediently came to the skewer stall to help with the bagging.
Xuanyuan Yixi's lips moved, and the sentence "no" stuck in his throat did not come out, and continued to bow his head and thread the strings.
In fact, at this time in the past, they had already sold skewers in the CBD and finished work, and they didn't eat many fried skewers for breakfast, but the two of them had to rely on this to recover their spiritual power.
Fishing in the service area can be regarded as Lu Li's whim.
Of course, this is based on the premise that the Flying Fish Guard is here and the staff dare not come to drive it away, otherwise the stall would have been driven away.
"Cui Qianhu, you're in a hurry, isn't it that I still have skewers in my car that haven't been sold, and you can't let me sell them at the airport, right?"
Cui Maozhu thought about the column-free canopy and beautiful hall that had just been renovated at Taidong Airport this year, and then thought about someone selling fried skewers inside......
Lu Li seemed to know her thoughts, and then said, "When I saw His Majesty the Emperor, my skewers haven't been sold out yet, and he asked, can't I also give his old man a few skewers of stinky tofu?" β
Cui Maozhu couldn't imagine the appearance of Emperor Hanzhang eating stinky tofu without smiling, and besides, people in their nineties have changed their dentures several times, and his old man has long been not interested in eating.
"Actually, maybe he'll like my skewers."
Lu Li's words made Cui Maozhu's movements stagnant.
"Director Cui, the old man of Emperor Hanzhang is dying, right?"
Lu Li's fluttering next sentence pierced the air, and even the oil pot couldn't warm the chill on Cui Maozhu's body.
When Cui Maoyang came over to fight after smoking, he saw that the head of their Abnormal Incident Investigation Bureau, Cui Maozhu of Feiyuwei Qianhu, was bagging fried skewers in his hands, and he looked very serious, but Cui Maoyang, who was familiar with Cui Maozhu, could feel Cui Maozhu's nervousness.
Cui Maozhu answered in a chatty tone: "Mr. Lu, don't be kidding, Your Majesty can't be called the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, but it can be regarded as healthy, and he personally lit the beacon fire two days ago, how can he say that it is almost out of order?" β
Lu Li didn't look up, he put a few strings of fish tofu and real eggs into the oil pot, and analyzed in a low voice: "You are very anxious, this is reflected in three aspects, one is to ask the city management guard to investigate me overnight, this is easy to understand, after all, the matter of Sword Immortal is big." The second is that you can't wait to find a better car to pull my stall car, with your strength, it is very simple to find a luxury car with seats removed, but it is difficult in the length of time. The third is that the road is driving fast, oh, those three buddies are still spitting up! These two points are difficult to explain, unless the emperor is very anxious to see His Royal Highness the Goddess, whom he has not seen for 83 years, and does not even want to wait for a moment. β
Cui Maozhu was silent, driving so much that everyone vomited, this was indeed a loophole she didn't expect.
Lu Li put a few skewers of fried skewers into the flatbread, handed it to Cui Maozhu to bag, and then whispered: "But why do you have to stop and rest in front of the airport when you are in such a hurry to meet people?" It stands to reason that wouldn't it be better to rest at the airport or on the plane? We are a special plane, and we don't need to be too tight on time. Later, when I said that when I moved the stall down, you knew that it would be a delay, but you didn't even try to stop it. In this way, the front is fast and the back is slow, which will inevitably lead to reverie. β
Cui Maozhu silently bagged the flatbread with fried skewers and handed it to the guests, and then silently waited for the next job.
Cui Maoyang noticed that Cui Maozhu's eyes were already staring at Lu Li, who was bowing his head, as if he was studying how to cut his neck. Cui Maoyang's scalp immediately went numb, and his fingers quietly touched his waist with small movements.
"Boom!"
The explosion suddenly sounded from the direction of the airport, and the sky-high flames brought up billowing smoke, and the piercing sound of the explosion spread to the service area more than ten kilometers away, and the ears of the people still rang.
"Have you started......
Lu Li remembered that Cui Maozhu decided to drive the car into the service area after looking at his mobile phone.
"It seems that my guess is right, and the rumors are also right, Changdu City, there are people who don't want His Majesty to see the goddess. Theyβ" Lu Li said word by word, "I want Your Majesty's life!" β
"Boom!"
There was another explosion in the direction of the airport, and the people in the service area were also screaming and running wildly in fright, and ran to their cars.
"What's going on!"
Chen Xiong ran back weakly, and the three Flying Fish Guards were one step ahead of him, and they had already surrounded the stall car.
Cui Maozhu looked at Lu Li, his face uncertain.
Only Xuanyuan was silently cleaning the ground near the stall, and even the explosion didn't make her look up.
The customers had already run away, and Lu Li planned to fry a string of flesh and bones that no one wanted.
"When I was a child, I was an orphan, and when I was hungry, I often wondered, what is the emperor like? The emperor is an old man who is wise and martial, and the entire Great Qin Empire is his, is his family's rice bowl all golden?
"When I grew up, I learned that the emperor also has his own troubles, the emperor's mental tricks, right and wrong, and people always have to comment on them.
"However, the life span of a person has a fixed number, the first emperor asked for the immortal medicine but could not, the Tang Emperor took the immortal medicine and died, the Ming Emperor ate the immortal elixir indiscriminately, they all had the power of the world, and they were also addicted to immortal arts, but they all died."
The flesh and bones have been fried, and Lu Li handed it to Cui Maozhu, who was pale, with a smile: "Xiao Cui, maybe you think that Emperor Hanzhang himself is the Great Qin Empire, and he is connected to the empire with flesh and blood." But I, ah, I thought a lot about what I had to say to him last night, so I gave you a chance. Now, I only think of one line of poetry. β
"What poem?"
Cui Maozhu took the skewer, bagged it, didn't eat it, took the bag and retreated, and distanced himself from Lu Li.
"Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts!"