Chapter 660 Shock
"Girl, your string is ready."

The uncle handed a handful of fried skewers to Huang Rong.

Huang Rong casually threw a piece of silver to him.

"Oh, you gave me too much. I can't even make ends meet for my small business."

"keep the change."

"Ah? Thank you, thank you. You look like a wealthy and powerful person. I wish you good health and all the best!"

The uncle was so happy that his eyebrows were not visible. This change must be worth at least two taels of silver. He made a fortune!
Huang Rong laughed and left with a handful of fried skewers.

"Brother Jing, how do you like this fried skewers?"

Huang Rong handed the fried skewers to Guo Jing with a smile.

Huang Yaoshi, who had been waiting impatiently, could not help but feel jealous when he saw this. He snorted coldly, "Hmph, you've been dawdling for so long, and you still want us to keep waiting for you?"

"Dad~"

Huang Rong saw that Huang Yaoshi was jealous and couldn't help but chuckle. Then she came to Huang Yaoshi and handed him a handful of fried skewers.

"Dad, please try it. I didn't eat a single bite, so I gave it to you as a gift."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at the fried skewers. Although he wanted to eat them, he said, "I don't want to eat them. Take them away."

Huang Rong said, "You really don't want to eat it? I just asked around and found out that the fried skewers were introduced by the owner of an inn."

Huang Yaoshi's heart moved, and he couldn't help but look at the fried skewers twice.

"Hey, if he doesn't eat it, I will!"

Hong Qigong reached out to take it.

As a result, before Hong Qigong could touch the fried skewers, a shadow flashed by and the fried skewers in Huang Rong's hand disappeared.

Looking at the fried skewers in Huang Yaoshi's hand, Hong Qigong swallowed his saliva and said anxiously, "Hey, Huang Laoxie, don't you want to eat it?"

Zhou Botong echoed, "That's right, don't you want to eat?"

How could he be absent from the “adding insult to injury” incident?

Huang Yaoshi pretended not to hear and picked up a kebab and took a bite.

The mutton skewers are fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The rich flavor of the sauce bursts from your mouth, covering up the mutton smell. It really has a unique flavor.

Huang Yaoshi, who was chewing the mutton slowly, suddenly changed his expression.

A burning pain came from his mouth, and he couldn't help but take a breath.

"Hiss~ It hurts so much, my mouth hurts so much!"

Zhou Botong also got some fried skewers. After taking a bite, he was so spicy that he jumped up and down and wished he could pull his tongue out of his mouth.

Even though he looked so spicy, he still stuffed skewers into his mouth and continued to shout.

"Shaha~Shaha~It's really hot."

After Guo Jing finished eating a fried skewer, his face turned red from the spiciness and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

At this time, Huang Rong also felt the power of the chili pepper, and felt as if her entire mouth was being pricked by countless needles.

"Hiss~ huh, I don't know what that uncle sprinkled, it's even spicier than onions, ginger and garlic, it's really addictive."

Hong Qigong was the calmest of the five. While eating the skewers, he said, "Hey, the red powder on top is chili pepper."

Everyone: "Chili?"

"Yes. This is a kind of vegetable that comes out of a pocket jar. Because it is very spicy and has a light fragrance, it is very popular among people who love spicy food in Qixia Town."

Guo Jing didn't understand, "How could anyone like to eat something this spicy?"

Hong Qigong laughed and said, "Spicy? Haha, we are just getting started. When we get to an inn, I will treat you to a spicy hot pot. Hey, it's spicy and numbing. I guarantee you will enjoy it to your heart's content. Let's go."

The others looked at each other and quickly followed.

This is already spicy enough for them.
The five of them ate and walked around, encountering many interesting things along the way, which dazzled Huang Rong, Guo Jing and Zhou Botong.

Even the well-informed Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when he saw cars and other things.

"Wow! Dad, Brother Jing, look, there's a really big weird tree over there!"

Huang Rong pointed ahead and shouted. Huang Yaoshi and the others looked in the direction.

Sure enough, I saw a huge strange tree.

Why is it called a strange tree?
I saw that the tree seemed to be more than 20 meters high. Not only that, there were many stairs on the top of the tree leading to the branches. The thick branches were also covered with pumpkins, and these pumpkins were very huge. The most surprising thing was that these pumpkins had doors and windows, so it could be said that they were pumpkin houses.

Huang Rong fell in love with this strange tree at first sight.

It would be fun to live in it myself.

“This tree is really interesting.”

Zhou Botong also started to have some ideas.

He also wants to live in this tree house.

When several people stopped to watch, Hong Qigong introduced: "Oh, this tree you are talking about, it also bloomed from the Zhutian Jar. If you like it, buy a few more jars, maybe you can bloom an identical one."

"Really?"

Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong in surprise.

"Of course it's true."

Hong Qigong stroked his beard with a smile.

Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing and said, "Let's go, I can't wait to open the jar!"

"Hey Rong'er, don't go, we're already here!"

Seeing Huang Rong pass him, Hong Qigong quickly called her.

"Here, look."

A six-story building comes into view.

There was a plaque hanging above the gate of the pavilion, with the four big characters "Youjia Inn" written on it in a flamboyant style. The whole pavilion looked ordinary, and except for its height, there was nothing special about it.

It's not as distinctive as the tree house diagonally opposite it.

"Is this the inn?"

Huang Rong opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

To be honest, this was a little different from the inn she had imagined.

Huang Yaoshi looked at the four words "Youjia Inn" on the plaque and was immediately attracted.

"What a beautiful calligraphy! I, Huang Yaoshi, have collected countless calligraphy and paintings by famous masters, but none of them can compare to these four words. These words seem to have some magical power that makes people forget the mundane world when they see them."

Huang Yaoshi's pupils gradually became dilated, as if only a shell was left.

"wake up!"

A shout suddenly woke Huang Yaoshi up.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes. Huang Yaoshi quickly avoided her sight, not daring to look again. He felt frightened and annoyed.

I actually fell into the trap!
"Rong'er, don't look at the plaque!"

"Ah? Oh oh."

Although Huang Rong didn't know what was going on, she trusted her father very much and immediately turned her eyes away.

"Huang Lao Xie, you don't have to be so nervous. With their mediocre skills, they will be fine."

Hong Qigong patted Huang Yaoshi happily.

Huang Yaoshi looked grim, and asked in a serious tone, "Seventh Brother, what's the matter with this plaque? Why do I feel as if I have fallen into the sea, as if my soul is being sucked out of me, after taking a look at it?"

"I'm not sure either. However, many masters will experience this situation as long as they keep staring at the plaque. People with lower realms or ordinary people will not be affected. You don't have to worry, as long as you don't keep staring at the plaque, you will be fine."

Hong Qigong leaned close to Huang Yaoshi's ear and whispered, "I suspect this calligraphy was written by the innkeeper Lin, and his purpose is to intimidate us so-called masters."

"Oh?"

Huang Yaoshi became more and more curious about the owner of this inn.

……

(End of this chapter)

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