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

Chapter 164: Color is emptiness, emptiness is the big elbow

At the outermost edge of the crowd, as the only male with hair at the scene and forgotten by the boss, Fang Xian wanted to say something several times.

The reaction of the disciples of Tianfo Temple was beyond Fang Xian's imagination. In the past, when he saw them, they always acted like enlightened monks who were not tainted by worldly affairs. Why did they start fighting with each other now that they had fallen into the mortal world?

There is an inexplicable harmony in the key competition.

It seems like this kind of scene happens often.

"Boss Lu?"

Fang Xian, holding a cup of lemon tea, kept muttering the name. It sounded a little familiar.

Seeing that he couldn't squeeze in for the time being, Fang Xian took out a boundary pass and typed in three words.

The next moment, the news exploded.

Why did so many diners shed tears in Yuanhai City?

The Sea Tribe is offering a large sum of money to Boss Lu to update the location. Once confirmed, they are willing to provide a seven-day underwater tour with food and accommodation included.

"My brother and I went from comrades to enemies, all it took was a Krabby Patty."

……

Fang Xian was dazzled by the many messages. When he clicked on any of these posts, he could see the presence of Boss Lu.

After reading for a while, Fang Xian remembered that he had read a post a long time ago. It was about a fellow ascetic who gave up his ascetic practice and embarked on the path of freedom after eating a piece of food.

Lu Wu's name was mentioned among them.

At that time, he scoffed at the man, thinking he was a heretic, and didn't take it seriously at all.

It is said that the end of doubt is the beginning of truth.

When Boss Lu really appeared in front of him, and seeing the monks' crazy behavior, Fang Xian found the truth after tasting the lemon tea.

After Fang Xian clicked on a few posts and read them, his eyes uncontrollably fell on the food that looked delicious.

Steaming snail noodles, layered burgers, crispy pancakes...

There were too many of them. The sharing from diners almost filled the entire post. Photos were taken from various angles, and each one made Fang Xian want to feast on the food.

Snapped!
Fang Xian put away Yijietong, but his aroused appetite was stimulating his body's reaction.

Fang Xian swallowed his saliva with a rolling sound in his throat.

No!

It’s enough to have tasted it. We must not let a snack stand owner ruin his moral integrity!

He practiced hard, and in addition to cultivating himself, he also cultivated his mind.

"I won't accept temptation. No matter how many goblin goblins there are, they can't shake my heart."

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form... Emptiness is... Big pork elbow, ugh, it's ice jelly... Ugh, ugh, ugh."

Fang Xian, who had his back to the stall, couldn't continue.

Even though his sense of smell was blocked, the images left in his mind still affected him and made it impossible for him to calm down.

At this time, Lu Wu had already served the third monk.

More and more monks got the milk tea. They gathered together to enjoy it and praised it highly.

"The beaten lemon is really delicious, sour and sweet. It makes my mind clearer. I suddenly understand things that I couldn't understand before."

"Me too. After licking the milk cap, a lot of ideas came into my mind."

"Brother, do you lick your breasts too?"

"Not only licking it, I ate up all the milk caps hanging on the wall of the cup. It can't be wasted."

"Junior brother, give me a kiss, I like the milk cap on the corner of your mouth."

"roll!"

"I actually like eating these pearls. They're bouncy, have a strong caramel flavor, and they dance when you bite them."

"Look at this big strawberry, so sweet and satisfying."

The diners praised the food in various ways, and also attracted Fang Xian's attention.

At some point he developed a sense of smell.

The air was filled with the aroma of milk, tea and fruit. Smelling those scents, Fang Xian felt much more relaxed.

And more.

His stomach, having tasted the lemon tea, was crying out. The corners of his mouth began to curl up, and he opened his mouth, lunged forward with all his might, and bit down on the invisible hook.

One step, two steps...

Fang Xian stood at the back of the team, imitating the monks' movements by standing on tiptoe to count how many people were in front.

He is not giving in to desire, but conquering it in order to feel it.

This is also a high level of asceticism.

He believed that when he fought against the evil demon named Milk Tea again, he would be able to defeat it and become enlightened both physically and mentally.

The waiting time is hard to bear.

Especially when I see other diners drinking one cup after another while I still have nothing in my hands.

This anxious feeling of anticipation made Fang Xian want to push away the monks in front of him and shout, "Let me do it."

"let me!"

The loud shouts shook all around.

The source came from behind Fang Xian, and his heart beat faster in fear.

Looking back, I found that a few more ascetics had reached the top of the mountain. I didn't know how long they had been there, but they were looking at the stalls with shining eyes.

When you are hungry and thirsty, and there is a cup of fragrant milk tea in front of you, will you continue to observe the rules or let yourself go and embrace the milk tea?

The person who spoke chose the latter.

"I said that ascetic training is not suitable for me. I am more suitable for eating, eating, eating, drinking, drinking. Free and easy way, here I come!"

After climbing all the way up, he was so thirsty that his throat was smoking.

In his eyes, those cups of cool milk tea were simply a panacea. He completely ignored the presence of others and rushed towards the stall.

"Boss, I want to..."

Before he could finish his request, a fist enlarged in the eyes of the ascetic.

The birth of Panda Eyes was so simple and unpretentious, but it was not over yet. A hand reached out from the side and grabbed the ascetic monk who dared to cut in line.

"I let you cut in line, I made you blind, I made you drink, hehe..."

The frustration of waiting was suddenly vented on the ascetic monk, and the monks showed no mercy when they attacked him.

Some evil-hearted monks would specifically target painful areas to attack.

During this period, Fang Xian's black hands were also indispensable.

On the mountain road, you and I are companions, but here, you and I are competitors. If you dare to cut in line, I will kill you.

After a round of punching and kicking, the diners vented their anger and the ascetic lying on the ground also woke up.

No broken bones, but it hurts.

The pain was so severe that he saw stars when he stood up.

"I already said I knew I was wrong, but you guys are really ruthless."

The ascetic monk who had done something wrong had no courage to resist. He touched his red and swollen face, lowered his head and walked to the end of the team with his foot sprained.

Can't he just queue up?

He could still endure his thirst, he didn't want to be beaten.

Woo woo woo, it hurts, I need to breathe.

After learning from this previous experience, the other ascetics lined up consciously.

But not all ascetics were lured by milk tea. Some sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate their breathing, oblivious to what was happening outside.

Some were caught in the same struggle as Fang Xian.

"Brother, listen to my advice. Think it through sooner and drink it sooner."

Fang Xian, who was the only one left in front, was in a good mood. As a person who had experienced it, he advised the ascetic monk and told him about his own experience of fighting against his inner demons.

"In the end, you still can't resist the invasion of your inner demons. It's better not to hesitate from the beginning."

"Look, there's one more person at the back of the team."

There are many disciples in Tianfo Temple, and more and more disciples rushed here after hearing the news.

The team is growing.

"Milk tea, wait for me!"