Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 56: The Big and Vicious Fish

"Where did you know this?"

Mr. Zhang paused for a moment and said, "If I tell you this now, I will hurt you. I'm sorry, I can only keep it secret."

He held back his tone and continued, "But I can mention one thing. The reason why the South Cinema City went out of control this time was because of the death of the territory master. Therefore, the situation is very difficult, and even I have to come and ask you about the situation inside."

Mr. Zhang said goodbye to Chen Ning'an, then immediately took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Is it really out of control?"

The voice on the other end was serious: "Guide people are scarce right now, and those who are... may not be willing to do it."

"But we have to find one, or we'll have to give up here."

Mr. Zhang looked solemn: "Liang Huanan has gone in to look for him, but there is no news yet. If he doesn't come back tomorrow, I will also go in to look for him."

"As long as we find someone to fill the vacancy, South Cinema City will still be in business."

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and finally a voice said, "OK."

It's approved, then I feel relieved.

"Please arrange personnel as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Zhang signaled the two people behind him to drive.

"Go to South Cinema City."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang Qi."

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After seeing off the Ye'an people, Chen Ning'an did not stay at home, but went to the vegetable market.

He is looking for someone today.

Lao Deng is the owner of a pork shop in the market. He has been learning how to slaughter pigs and cut the meat with his father since he was in primary school.

Chen Ning'an had a difficult time in the past. He couldn't find odd jobs and could only buy some mung beans every day to grow bean sprouts to eat.

Old Deng noticed that he looked pale and thin, and at that time he was so malnourished that he even walked unsteadily. From time to time, he would give himself some pig offal.

Although they were worthless, they could still be sold for a certain price. However, Lao Deng always said that those that couldn't be sold were given to him.

I came to the vegetable market today and it was still busy, but it was after mealtime and there were not many people.

Old Deng was lying down taking a nap, feeling bored.

But when Chen Ning'an stood in front of his shop, Old Deng woke up immediately and asked skillfully, "Weighing the meat?"

"Uncle Deng." Chen Ning'an smiled.

"It's...it's you."

Old Deng looked at it for several times before he could tell: "Why are you so…"

"so……

Chen Ning'an looked very bad. Old Deng felt sorry for him and hurriedly took out some money and handed it to him.

"Baby, go to the hospital quickly, you don't look normal."

Because Chen Ning'an hadn't come for a long time after he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, Old Deng thought something had happened to him.

"I don't want your money." Chen Ning'an put his money back: "Uncle Deng, I'm here to buy something today."

"What is it?" Old Deng said directly, "Just take whatever you like from me. Uncle Deng won't charge you any money."

"No, I want to collect it."

Chen Ningan pointed at the set of props he had placed in the corner of the shop and said, "I want your butcher knife."

"Butcher knife? What do you want this for?" Uncle Deng's face changed: "I'm telling you, kid, we can't do anything illegal."

Uncle Deng really cares about him.

Chen Ning'an felt warm in his heart, but he still insisted on buying it.

"I'll give you a ride."

Uncle Deng finally handed him the knife: "This knife is about to break anyway, I was planning to get a new one."

Uncle Deng didn’t know that when Chen Ning’an got the knife, he felt a dull pain all over his body.

This is even with the help of the special medicine. Without it, his Vajra Evil Talisman Body would be destroyed.

"Uncle Deng, I'll take your meat too."

He directly transferred 10,000 yuan: "This is the deposit. I want half a pig every day from now on. Uncle Deng, please send it to this address for me."

After leaving his phone number, he took the bag and put the pork away. The one or two hundred kilograms of pork seemed as light as a feather in his hand, which stunned Uncle Deng.

"You're awesome, kid."

But in any case, the money earned from half a pig a day could greatly improve his life.

It just so happens that my son has been complaining about not having enough money at university recently. It seems that good people will be rewarded in this world.

As for what Chen Ning'an wanted the meat for, he was an outsider and couldn't ask.

Of course Chen Ning'an bought the meat to eat.

Uncle Liu couldn't be contacted at the moment, so he had to make up for the temporary needs.

It's just that there is too little blood in pork, just enough to use, and even it is difficult to use it to worship one's own statue.

Once again smearing the statue with his own blood and casting a spell, Chen Ning'an felt that the connection with the statue was becoming closer and closer.

This gave people a great sense of security. After completing the task, he searched the lantern bearer's shop to see if there was any ink, cinnabar or the like for sale.

Not finding anyone he liked at the moment, he put down his phone and left the room.

There are still a lot of things to do today. I have to go to the Red Candle Cemetery again to light the lanterns in the evening, not only to replenish the red candles but also to replenish the fruits in the coffins.

If possible, he would like to try again to see if he can break off another lightning-struck tree.

Even a guide like His Holiness An Jiang cannot resist it, the lightning-struck wood can be said to be a magical weapon!
During the day, he planned to visit Wang Youcai's parents and give them some gifts.

The two elders were also very nice to him and asked Wang Youcai to take him to their home for dinner some time ago.

This morning, they called again and said that their family bought a lot of fish today and there was too much to eat.

How could there be no food left? I was just worried about him.

After closing the door, I went to the old man’s shop, which was not too far away, just a few minutes’ drive.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang again, and it was indeed Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang calling.

"Ning An? Where have you been?"

The voice on the other end urged: "Hurry up, the fish will be ready soon. It's your favorite pickled fish."

"Almost there, Auntie. I'll be there in a minute."

Chen Ningan answered with a smile. In his memory, he used to be very greedy every time but he had to pretend that he didn’t like eating very much.

However, after he accidentally ate too much because he was really hungry for a long time, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang thought that he liked to eat pickled fish.

Wang Kee Restaurant

It’s a very common name, it’s only about a dozen square meters in size, and it also does some takeaway business.

Chen Ning'an was noticed almost as soon as he got off the car.

"Oh, Ning An, you are finally here, come on, come on."

Aunt Wang took his hand and went in, and she couldn't help shivering as soon as she touched it.

"Ning An, why are your hands so cold? Are you cold?"

Aunt Wang was surprised. The feeling was no different from touching ice.

"Why do you look so bad? Do you have a cold?"

"It's okay, my hands are just cold."

He smiled and replied: "What about pickled fish? I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Aunt Wang's expression immediately changed after the topic was changed. "Let me tell you, this fish weighs 17 or 18 kilograms. It was sold by a fisherman. Your uncle Wang was lucky to have found it."

She brought over a large bowl of fish with a smile on her face. Since there was no one around, everyone started eating together.

"Why isn't Wangcai here?" Chen Ning'an discovered that Wang Youcai was not in the store.

"He?"

Uncle Wang casually said, "I saw on the Internet that a baby had a terminal illness and was in a nearby hospital. I felt really bad for him and went to see him."

"Oh~" Chen Ning'an probably guessed what his special medicine was used for.

Pick up a piece of fish and raw pork. How can it be as delicious as sauerkraut fish?

It tastes chewy and has a strong bloody flavor.

Blood?
Chen Ning'an's pupils narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of fish is this?"

(End of this chapter)