65 See also Zhang Fatman
Yungui City has been in a uproar by the news of the Immortal Tomb, and many people have rushed to buy the map rubbing of the Immortal Tomb, and the queue in front of the Ning Family Restaurant has been much shorter for a while. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
However, even if the team becomes shorter, Ning Qingshan, who should be busy, is still busy and cannot be idle.
Fan Yue was still steaming buns in the kitchen leisurely, anyway, he didn't go to the immortal tomb to hunt for treasures, and he was not interested in the things that were spreading in Yungui City.
It was noon, and it was almost time for the people from the City Lord's Mansion to come and pick up Ximen Yun's lunch, Fan Yue asked the three clones to continue the work in their hands, and the main body was to withdraw and boil a jar of white jade starlight porridge.
Just when Fan Yue had just boiled the porridge, Xiao Jin in the lobby said in surprise: "It's you?"
"Hehe, I was a little unsure before, but I didn't expect it to be you!" A male voice sounded next, sounding a little familiar, and there was a faint shamelessness in the voice that made people want to rush up and slap him.
"Wait!You can't go in!You have to eat buns and line up first!" Hibiscus's voice was a little flustered.
"Oh, it's not like I haven't been in the kitchen of your restaurant, it's fine. ”
Immediately after that, there was a noisy sound of footsteps, and then I saw a fat Taoist priest who was so fat that he was about to break the door frame appeared in the kitchen.
Sure enough, the uninvited guest in front of him was the unscrupulous fat Taoist priest who forced his way into Ning's restaurant when he was in Cuishan Town, and Zhang Fatzi, who claimed to be the chief of the immeasurable Taoist.
"Yo, little brother, long time no see. As soon as Zhang Fatzi saw Fan Yue, he greeted him familiarly.
Xiao Jin pulled the corner of his broken robe behind Zhang Fatzi and pulled it out desperately, but the difference in size and strength between him and Zhang Fatzi was too great, and instead of stopping Zhang Fatzi, he was taken all the way to the kitchen by Zhang Fatzi.
Fan Yue glanced at the fat man lightly: "I hope we never see each other, I don't want anyone to come to my place to eat the overlord meal." ”
"Hehe, little brother, what are you talking about, am I the kind of person who eats overlord meals?" Even if Fan Yue said this, Zhang Fatzi didn't blush at all, if his face was measured with a ruler, I was afraid that the city wall would be thicker.
"Yes!" Fan Yue and Xiao Jin replied in unison.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to think of me like this, it really makes me sad. The fat man pretended to be depressed, but a pair of eyes searched everywhere in the kitchen.
Zhang Fatzi's acting skills are really not very clever, Fan Yue naturally will not be deceived by him, and grabbed his sinful hand stretched out to the white jade starlight porridge: "If you are sad, cry on the side, don't think about eating for nothing here with me!"
Zhang Fatzi was arrested, and smiled wryly: "The little brother is really quick-eyed." Otherwise, how about we make a deal?"
"What deal?" Fan Yue was a little curious.
"As long as you promise to let me come to your restaurant to eat buns for free in the future, then I will give you a big chance!" Zhang Fatzi said mysteriously.
Fan Yue glanced at the fat man up and down: "You can still have a big chance?"
Zhang Fatzi seemed to be a little unhappy: "Brother, how can you judge people by their appearance? Do you know what it means to be informal? I have traveled all over the world, and the opportunities I have obtained are not ordinary, and I will definitely be satisfied with any of them." ”
"Okay then, what is the opportunity you can give me?" Fan Yue was a little interested, if this fat man really traveled all over the world as he said, maybe he would know the whereabouts of some of the rare materials he needed.
"I'll tell you, I recently discovered an Ancient Immortal Tomb. Zhang Fatzi said mysteriously.
Fan Yue and Xiao Jin both looked at Zhang Fatzi with the expression of a liar when they heard this, which made him a little confused: "What I said is the truth! I really found an immortal tomb!"
Smelling the smell coming from the steamer, this batch of steamed buns is almost steamed, Fan Yue is too lazy to talk to Zhang Fatzi again: "Next time you want to cheat and cheat and drink, make up a better lie, this kind of thing that is already rotten on the street is also used to deceive me, you should be deceiving a three-year-old child!"
Zhang Fatzi seemed to be in a hurry: "What I said is an exclusive secret, how can it be a rotten street!"
"Don't tell me that you don't know that the rubbing of the Immortal Tomb map has been spread in Yungui City, and you can buy a map to the Immortal Tomb for just three spirit stones. Fan Yue said.
Zhang Fatzi was stunned: "Is there really such a thing?"
"I don't even know about such a big thing, and you say that you are a character who travels from south to north? At your level, I think I lost myself before I even left the house. Fan Yue had already recognized that Zhang Fatzi was entertaining himself, and said unceremoniously.
"How could it be? It shouldn't be! That immortal tomb is so secret, how can a second person know about it? Could it be that the person I saw that day leaked the news? But at that time, I saw that he had fallen into the cold water river, and he should not have survived! Could it be that the man survived by luck and brought out a map? But why did he want to make such a precious map public?"
Seeing that Fat Man Zhang was frowning and talking to himself, Fan Yue felt that Fat Man Zhang might not be lying to him.
It's just that this news really has no effect on him, so naturally he can't let Zhang Fatzi eat white food here.
But before Fan Yue could say anything to drive away, Zhang Fatzi left on his own, looking anxious.
However, it didn't take long for this batch of steamed buns to be steamed out of the drawer, and Zhang Fatzi broke in again, holding a map rubbing, his face full of frustration.
Xiao Jin, Ning Qingshan, and Song Chengyun couldn't stop Zhang Fatzi, and Fan Yue couldn't have a special disgust for this Zhang Fatzi whose skin was thicker than the city wall for some reason, and the diners in line just watched a sloppy fat Taoist priest enter and leave the back kitchen of the Ning family's restaurant freely, and the expression on his face was very sluggish.
Who is this fat Taoist priest who is sacred, and how can he enter and leave Master Fan's kitchen so freely? Everyone was shocked beyond words.
"Hey, I didn't expect this news to be really rotten. As soon as Zhang Fatzi entered the door, he let out a long sigh.
Fan Yue raised his eyelids: "Now that you know, then hurry out and don't get in the way here!"
Zhang Fatzi was unmoved, and a pair of eyes swept around Fan Yue's face a few times: "Okay, this news is wasted, but I want to tell you a more important news, which is used in exchange for the right to eat steamed buns for free in the future." ”
"Don't talk nonsense! If you don't go out again, believe it or not, I'll kick you across the street!" Fan Yue said and made a leg lifting motion, and Zhang Fatzi hurriedly jumped back, like a flexible meat ball.
"When I finish speaking, this is a matter of life for you!" Zhang Fatzi said while crossing his hands in front of his chest to make a defensive gesture against Fan Yue: "I look at your face and estimate that your life will be in danger within three days, you have to be careful." ”
Fan Yue suddenly flew up: "First you used the news of the bad street to deceive me, and now you dare to curse me?
However, Fan Yue's foot fell into the air, and Zhang Fatzi had already flown out of the kitchen, but his voice still came from afar: "Be careful yourself, you will know in three days that what I said is true, and I will come again when the time comes!"