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Chapter 240 The Fireworks World, An Taiping 24

A day passed, and Daoist Zhong didn't come back.

Uncle Zhang came in from the outside, and when he reached the counter, he looked back at the door in a daze.

Lan Shuying smiled and asked, "Is there something missing?"

He nodded, then shook his head, expressing that he couldn't figure out what was missing.

The kind Xuan Guan couldn't help but remind him: "The shopkeeper is Taoist Zhong, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Oh!" Uncle Zhang suddenly realized, "What did he do?"

Lan Shuying picked up another piece of jujube cake and put it in her mouth, and said vaguely: "It is said that it is to cast down the devil, but I don't know if it was cast down instead."

Uncle Zhang hurriedly stopped him and said: "Hey! Children, please don't talk nonsense. The Taoist priest is doing meritorious deeds, and he will return safely!"

So Xuanguan recited scriptures for the missing person for more than an hour.

It may be because of different beliefs, but this kindness has not had any practical effect.

The crisis of the pawnshop was over, and the guy who had resigned before wanted to come back to work, but Uncle Zhang politely refused, because the year was approaching and he didn't plan to open.Nian Zai's buddy worked with him for a few years, and Uncle Zhang gave him a red envelope, letting him go back to celebrate the New Year with peace of mind.

Lan Shuying happily ate cakes and watched the play beside her.

She found that the location of the pawn shop was worthy of praise. There are three centuries-old shops in the nearby streets, each with its own specialties. Anyway, the dumb girl will never come back, so she simply uses the money saved by the dumb girl to satisfy her appetite. .

When it was time for dinner, the sky was dark, and two long shadows appeared at the door of the pawn shop.

The dead king in a simple and elegant bamboo gown, standing next to Zhang Zijun, she is dressed in red, like a firecracker, this kind of dress looks very festive to the older generation.

Lan Shuying noticed that the two men were very formally attired today, and there were a few people carrying things behind them, so she vaguely understood something.

Uncle Zhang was so happy that he saw his teeth but couldn't see his eyes, so he hurriedly drove Zhang Zijun back, and said excitedly: "Nizi, dad is cooking for you today, and I cooked a tiger skin elbow for you. You came by a coincidence. It's time to put away the stew now." The sauce is on the plate! Your mother liked to eat this dish the most when she was alive, I don’t know if it suits your taste..."

As he spoke, he glanced at his daughter nervously.

Zhang Zijun held his arm in surprise and shouted and jumped, "Father, you are really my dear father! My favorite is this dish. It is not easy to eat on the mountain. You have to go to the town down the mountain to eat it. That chef Last month, I washed my hands in a golden basin, alas! I was so hungry for the smell, I really came to the right place, hehe!"

The corpse king leaned against the door, looking at her softly, every movement and stillness complemented each other.

The girl seemed to think of something suddenly, she shyly grabbed Uncle Zhang's sleeve and refused to leave, "Father...I, I have something to tell you."

She scanned the people around her and bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed.

"Father, I brought you... son-in-law is back, let's see how it is..." Zhang Zijun gestured to the corpse king behind his back. The latter smiled and clapped his hands. The store was packed to the brim.

Some carry burdens, some carry bags.

They are all the meeting gifts prepared by the corpse king for the father-in-law.

It is indeed not the first time to meet each other, but as the son-in-law who was brought back to see each other, it must be a rare time in the memory of the corpse king.

Uncle Zhang was very sad.

The daughter brought this young man to dinner several times, how could he not see the relationship between the two?But he just didn't want to speak out.

People who are not fathers may not be able to understand the feeling of this old father being robbed of cabbage by pigs.

He can't delay, this stupid girl still talked to him.

Uncle Zhang thought, if Nizi's mother was still there, he would probably drag her into the house and teach her a lesson. How could a girl be so shameless, and let others take her to death before she even got married? How do you live now?

I blamed Zhang Zijun for not being up to date, but in order to save face, Uncle Zhang still sat down with the corpse king, drank tea, and talked heart-to-heart.

Lan Shuying originally wanted to remind him of the pot elbow, but when the cook left, she ignored it.

The sound of dialogue drifted over from time to time, and Lan Shuying silently opened another bag, huh!Lotus crisp!She gave the little monk a smiling face: "You bought it?"

This is a signboard of a time-honored brand in the next street, and it is sold in limited quantities. If you have to wait in line before dawn, there is hope.

Xuan Guan nodded weakly: "Well... I live in a pawn shop for food and lodging, and I rely on you a lot for homework recently, so I want to help with something."

She gave a thumbs up.

Unexpectedly, a hand stretched out from the side, with a faint scent of incense.

The lotus flower cakes were originally not big, with a diameter of at most three or four centimeters. Zhang Zijun only broke off one lotus petal, and the remaining five petals were pitifully placed on the oil paper with the split scars.

She threw that piece into her mouth, rolled her eyes contentedly, and sucked her index finger, as if she was interested in the other one.

This time I only pinched one petal.

Lan Shuying: "..."

Xuan Guan stared blankly, after a while, only one of the lotus cakes was intact.

He finally couldn't help asking: "Mistress, are these dim sum made of different ingredients?" In fact, he wanted to ask, do they taste different?

Zhang Zijun chewed the crisps with red lips up and down, and glanced at him strangely: "Don't you know if you taste it yourself?"

Xuan Guan explained weakly: "The little monk is a monk, and he doesn't touch meat."

It is true that lard is used in this lotus cake, and even watching Lan Shuying eat these things, he couldn't help but want to say a few words of Buddha in his heart.

"Oh! The ingredients are the same, and the taste is similar. I just think these look good and want to try them."

Lan Shuying remained silent, not interested in the only piece of lotus cake that was not spoiled.

If it wasn't for the corpse king standing behind Zhang Zijun, this kind of growing-up brat, it would be better to beat him up.

Zhang Zijun rolled his eyes, pointed to the last whole snack and said, "Do you eat this?"

The two shook their heads at the same time, Xuan Guan really didn't want to eat it, Lan Shuying felt that her appetite was disturbed by the smell on her body, and it is estimated that she would not want to eat this snack for nearly half a month.

She immediately smiled, pulled it into the palm of her hand, and took it to the side of the corpse king to present the treasure. Uncle Zhang on the opposite side stared at her as he fed the lotus cake into the corpse king's mouth.

Very skilled movements.

The eyes of you and me.

Uncle Zhang's expression was extremely exciting!

Xuan Guan withdrew his eyes and acted very calmly, but his eyes swept over a row of mutilated lotus flower cakes, showing some pain in his flesh - this thing is expensive, it's nothing for the dumb girl to eat, it's not good to be ruined for nothing.

"Have you seen it before?" Lan Shuying asked calmly after watching the scene of Zhang Zijun feeding.

"Well, I saw it once." Xuan Guan said sullenly.

She shrugged: "Oh, there will be more in the future."

The only things that fell from the sky were pots and dog food, and if there were any exceptions, a knife was caught in the dog food.

(End of this chapter)