Xiuxian Food Stall, a Hot Spot as Soon as It Opens

Chapter 131 How can a normal person queue up at this hour?
Lu Wu made new friends, while in Xiaohai Village, the men knelt on the washboard and cried out in pain.

"My dear, please listen to my explanation. I really don't mean to abandon you. Everything I said is true. I didn't lie to you!"

Uncle Hua covered his butt which was kicked and hurt, but dared not say anything.

His wife was too rough. How can this butt touch the bed tonight?

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I'm a living person, and you call me a ghost?"

"You want to get rid of me, right?"

"I tell you, Hua Li, you can't get rid of me in this life unless you die."

A woman stood with her hands on her hips and roared angrily, holding a feather duster in her hand. The more she spoke, the angrier she became. She hit Uncle Hua's arm with another stick, which made Uncle Hua grimace in pain but he didn't dare to dodge.

"No, no, even if I become a ghost I still want to be with you."

"I only recognize you as the only woman in my life."

“I won’t let go no matter who comes.”

Uncle Hua pounced on her and hugged her waist. The grown man licked her face and smiled, trying his best to please her.

After being coaxed by sweet words, the woman's expression eased a lot.

She looked at Uncle Hua, seemingly furious, but actually she was already hesitant in her heart.

Is it true that no one in Xiaohai Village has noticed anything in the past ten years?

Of course there is.

And there are a lot of them.

They just believed the village chief, and when he said it was okay, they continued with their lives.

It doesn't matter how you get through it.

But she didn't expect that she would die.

"Boom boom boom!"

Someone was knocking on the door, and Uncle Hua's eyes flashed with joy.

Even though his wife was so fierce, she still gave him face in front of outsiders, so he didn't have to be beaten anymore.

"What are you looking at? Open the door!"

Seeing Uncle Hua’s sly look, Aunt Hua was so angry that she laughed.

When the door opened, it was Cheng Yang.

Seeing Uncle Hua coming out, Cheng Yang said directly: "Uncle Hua, how many spirit stones do you have left? I counted the rest of the villagers who haven't eaten pancakes yet. At least two medium-grade spirit stones are needed. Is that enough?"

Cheng Yang spoke too fast, and these words came out without a second thought, and Uncle Hua had no time to stop him.

"Spirit stones? How many?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar from behind Uncle Hua.

When he looked again, Uncle Hua was almost crying.

"Well, I still have to look for the rest of the people. Uncle Hua, I'm leaving first."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cheng Yang quickly disappeared without any awareness of being the culprit, leaving Uncle Hua to face the storm.

"Hua Li, you said you have no one outside, where did you get all those spirit stones?"

"Why don't I remember what spiritual stones you brought home in these years? Did you use them to keep mistresses outside?"

"If you don't explain yourself clearly today, you can't even think about getting into my bed!"

After a burst of lion roars, Cheng Yang, who was not far away, peeked in and observed a moment of silence for Uncle Hua.

In fact, Uncle Hua didn’t know that everyone in the village knew that he was henpecked, but they usually didn’t say it to give Uncle Hua face.

But when Cheng Yang went to the homes of other villagers, he found that the situation was almost the same.

The couples almost came to blows.

In the end, Cheng Yang was unable to stay away from the center of the war and was accidentally injured.

It was a dark and windy night. Cheng Yang covered his swollen cheeks and sat on small stools at the east entrance of the village with a group of men.

There are still four hours before Boss Lu comes to set up his stall. Having been kicked out by their wives, they have nowhere to go and can only wait here.

"What is this all about?"

Some people looked sad and sighed.

"Buy the pancakes tomorrow morning, and I'm sure they'll work."

When the villager picked up the pancake, he found that his mouth was watering.

"Are you sure you won't cry even harder?" Cheng Yang interrupted.

He has no wife, so he can't understand the troubles of these men.

"You are such a careless person, and you still say..."

Hua Li slapped Cheng Yang on the head and was furious. He even doubted whether he could get in tomorrow morning.

A group of homeless men sighing here in the middle of the night is a bit funny and makes people curious.

"What are you doing here?"

"Let's line up and buy pancakes."

Someone responded casually, only to realize that the person asking the question was a stranger.

Not from the village.

"you are?"

Hua Li frowned as he looked at the man, who was not very old, and was fiddling with a Yijietong.

"I'm Mr. Lu's customer, and I came here to get acquainted with the route."

He left late and arrived not long ago, so I came to see him early to avoid missing him tomorrow morning.

But he didn't expect that people would start queuing up for Boss Lu's pancakes so early.

If he hadn't gone on this trip, he might not have anything to eat tomorrow.

The fortunate man did not leave. He also took out a small stool and chatted with the men from Xiaohai Village, sharing the news with familiar diners.

"Look, there are so many people queuing at the pancake stall."

The night was dark and many people had fallen asleep, while some were meditating and practicing. Few people paid attention to Yijietong, but there were some.

A follower of the Baozi Sect got along well with this person and had added their contact information before.

As soon as he saw the news, the sleepiness disappeared quickly.

Yesterday, Boss Lu started to limit purchases, and today some people are queuing up at this hour. Isn't this asking for his life?

No, he can't fall too far behind others, he has to queue up too.

The believers crawled out of their warm beds and shared the news with the Baozi Cult.

Brothers, I have done my best and will leave first.

If this news was released in other places, it might not cause any stir, but the members of the Baozi Cult are all foodies, and they are always keeping an eye on any news from the sect that can get news about Boss Lu.

Some people have also set special reminders.

When I saw this, I was shocked.

"No, these people are sick. Why are they standing in line in the middle of the night without sleeping? Aren't they afraid of sudden death?"

"The monk upstairs is really not afraid of sudden death."

People who practice cultivation can remain energetic even after not sleeping for several days.

"I also think those people are quite sick. How can a normal person queue up at this time? Oh, suddenly I remembered that I am not a normal person either. Then I will go to queue up."

"Hey, hey, hey, wait for me, let's go wherever you are."

"The spirit sword is undergoing maintenance. Is there anyone kind enough to let me borrow a flying sword?"

"Private me, I'll pick you up."

Whoosh whoosh!
Above Yuanhai City, a bunch of sword lights streaked across the sky in the direction of Xiaohai Village ahead.

Some people even took out their magic flying boats, hoping to be one step ahead.

These people are really trying their best to eat pancakes.

A lot of news was flooding the screen. Based on the principle of sharing the suffering together, many believers spontaneously shared their activities on Yijietong.

So in the middle of the night, a post was pushed to the top.

Why do the Baozi Cult members take action late at night? Follow me and I'll take you to find out.

Lu Wu sneered at this kind of clickbait title and swiped away.

Cults are so rampant, and there are still people who follow them.

If she had anything to do with this evil cult, I would have skinned her alive to prove her innocence.

After flipping through Yijietong for a while and looking at the gossip, Lu Wu put it down with satisfaction.

Take a nap and make pancakes tomorrow morning.

(End of this chapter)