Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 61 Keeps ringing
"jingle!"
“Welcome!”
Yang Yang and Xia Tao stood at the door to welcome guests.
"Hey, it's so spacious. It's much more comfortable than before." Some regular customers walked in and were a little surprised when they saw the brand new massage parlor.
"It's much better, but the price won't increase."
"No, look, it says on the sign, the price is clearly marked, it's still the same as before."
"A blind man shows the way, oh, this is Lao Zengtou, hey, it feels cheaper than before."
Two regular customers looked at the price list and started discussing.
Yang Yang immediately introduced enthusiastically:
"Uncle Zeng's service is our traffic product here. We don't expect to make a profit. It is a benefit for our old customers. It is specially designed to give back to our old customers. We also want to thank our old customers for their support over the years."
As he spoke, he also introduced in detail the new products in their store, such as Dai Moli's spa, Yangmei's fire therapy, Uncle Zeng's bone setting, etc.
Everything is said clearly and clearly, and you can tell that you have put in the effort as soon as you hear it.
Yang Yang's ability to survive in that restaurant that eats people without spitting out their bones is definitely not a fluke.
His hotel professionalism and his photographic memory gave him an excellent memory.
Uncle Zeng only needs to say these things once, and he can write them down verbatim.
The most important thing is that he feels...very relaxed here.
Without the supervision of the foreman and the oppression of the chef, my sister has returned to her side.
At this moment, Yang Yang felt that Zhang Yi was a god and the son of the Kitchen God.
The best evidence is that there is a photo of the Kitchen God enshrined in the shrine.
With Yang Yang, a professional welcome manager.
Basically, Zhang Yi no longer needs to interfere with matters in the store.
He has more important things to do now.
Sitting at the bar, the coffee in my hand is already my third cup.
Although they say that the soldiers will come to block the water and the earth will cover them up, they are just words. The deadly sword is hanging above their heads. It is strange that they are not anxious in their hearts.
But the more anxious you are, the more you have to stay calm.
Chatting when something happens will not only have no effect, but will only drag everyone into the quagmire of anxiety.
He believed that Dai Moli and the others were thinking of ways for themselves without saying anything.
However, you cannot express these things yourself. Only if you can be stable, the people below will not panic.
Therefore, business still needs to be done, and it must be done in a big direction. Sales volume is the foundation of one's business.
Only with sufficient turnover can you have the confidence to deal with all evil heretics.
Zhang Yi poured a cup of bitter coffee into his mouth.
This is the instant coffee he bought from the supermarket. It tastes just so-so. This is already his fourth cup.
After closing the account book, Zhang Yi sat on the chair, holding his chin with one hand.
unreasonable.
Very unreasonable.
I have looked through the account book countless times and found a total of 54 redemption items.
There are four categories: sleepiness, fighting, confusion, and killing.
12 items of each type.
There are also six types of protective props such as diamond amulets and heart amulets.
But the highest and most expensive thing is just [Lingxiao Thunder]
The sales price of 8,000 yuan is a guarantee of quality and power, but this is not what I need now.
If the account books were just like this, Zhang Shulai, an old beast, wouldn't have been around for so long.
Could it be that this account book is a pirated copy?
Since the account book doesn't work, is there any other way...
Zhang Yi was thinking about it, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart moved: "Xia Tao!"
"You come and sit here and collect the money."
Summoning Xia Tao to take his place at the bar and cashing out, Zhang Yi got up and walked up to the room on the second floor.
"Buzz!"
After pushing open the bedroom door, Zhang Yi's eyes were immediately fixed on the shrine that he had thrown in the corner.
Since Zhang Shulai can establish himself in the shrine, he should try it himself. Maybe, this is the key to solving the dilemma.
Call out the account book.
[Millennium Agarwood Spirit Tablet]
Spirit tablets, shrines, and offering bowls.
(Note: Are you sure you are ready?)
According to the above information, I have now collected shrines and spiritual tablets, but I just need an offering bowl.
And I have seen this bowl many times in the account book.
When I saw this bowl for the first time, I was still wondering what this bowl was for, and it actually cost 2,000 yuan.
Zhang Yi took out the spiritual tablet and the instructions for the Immortal Hand and studied it carefully.
This instruction manual is very thin, only a few sheets of paper.
The above is the entire process, rituals and steps of offering sacrifices to immortals.
On the last page, there was a line of instructions written in red writing.
[The Immortal Offering Ceremony:
Write your name on the spiritual tablet, take two hair strands, press them under the spiritual tablet, and cover them with red cloth.
Hold the incense above your head, close your eyes and meditate. Do not raise your head, open your eyes, or look directly at the immortal.
Note that during the process of offering sacrifices to immortals, outsiders are not allowed to observe.
No matter what you hear or see during this period, ignore it.
Taking seven steps, the Big Dipper appears.
If it succeeds, the power of the gods will be inspired to bless it.
If all the incense candles are broken halfway through, it means that the offering to the immortal has failed. Please take off the spiritual tablet immediately. After sincerely apologizing, if you can relight the incense candles, everything will be fine.
otherwise……
There will be retribution!]
retribution??
If you think about it carefully, it seems normal.
The "offering to immortals" mentioned in this book is not so much offering sacrifices to immortals, but rather using the name of immortals to steal part of the immortal's power to worship oneself.
No wonder he will suffer retribution.
Zhang Yi can't control that much now.
Since it is a method, I should try it no matter what.
Otherwise, it would not be a problem to always rely on drinking coffee to survive.
According to the instructions for offering sacrifices to immortals, Zhang Yi wrote his name on the spirit tablet, took off two hairs, pressed them under the spirit tablet and put them into the shrine together.
After making all preparations, Zhang Yi locked the door together.
Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.
Since Zhang Shulai can do it, I can do it too.
After making up his mind, Zhang Yi lit the incense candle and raised his hands above his head in reverence.
Close your eyes and walk forward according to the seven-star steps in the instructions.
After taking the first step, Zhang Yi paused for a moment and saw that there was no movement.
He took the second step.
With a "click!", the stick of incense broke.
Looking at the incense that fell on the soles of his feet, Zhang Yi frowned.
The fragrance is broken, but not completely.
Take a deep breath and continue taking the third step forward.
As the footsteps fell, the light in the entire room quickly began to dim.
"Zizzizi..."
The light bulb above the head flashed for a moment, then went out completely, but it emitted a strange green light from time to time.
At this time, Zhang Yi's arm sank, as if something was resting on his arm.
"Da... da..."
At this time, a sound of brisk footsteps suddenly sounded from beside him, and a faint sound of children's laughter could be heard.
Where did this sound come from??
Zhang Yi felt his scalp was a little numb.
Suppressing his inner curiosity, he did not dare to raise his head and look, his eyes fixed on his feet.
There are still four steps left, just finish it.
Zhang Yi silently encouraged himself, calmed down and continued to move forward.
The fifth step is to step out.
"Buzz..."
Zhang Yi's vision went dark, and a sharp buzzing sound was about to penetrate his eardrums. The moment he took this step out, he felt his whole body sink suddenly, as if this step was about to miss the mark.
After a while, the buzzing in my ears began to subside, making a vague rustling sound.
After a while, the rustling sound also disappeared.
Instead, there is a song.
There is no name, no lyrics, just the light voice of a woman.
Empty, cold,
It was like an underground river swirling around his soul, dragging him into a bottomless abyss.
Hallucinations are all hallucinations.
Zhang Yi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and urged himself to go faster.
But my limbs seemed to be numb, and just by raising my legs, I felt like all my strength was being taken away.
Before the foot could come down, Zhang Yi felt a heavy weight on his back, almost causing him to fall to the ground.
"Hungry! Hungry! Hungry!"
There was a cry of a child, and someone on the back was obviously scratching at his clothes and climbing up.
And not just one, but many.
Zhang Yi lowered his head and glanced sideways behind him.
With just one glance, he saw the bloody babies crawling on top of him one after another behind him.
they……
They were all attracted by the incense candle in my hand.
Zhang Yi shook his hand and almost threw the incense candle in his hand...
"Slow down, welcome to visit next time."
In front of the massage parlor, Yang Yang enthusiastically saw off a customer.
"It's getting late. I'm off work. You guys should go to bed early."
Uncle Zeng stretched himself. He hadn't been so busy doing business for a long time.
"Thanks to you two little girls, otherwise there would be so many people. I would have been exhausted. This is the first time I have seen so many people come to the store for so long."
After speaking, Uncle Zeng stood up from the chair, walked to the bar, and asked Xia Tao who was sitting inside: "Little girl, hurry up. I will teach you in two days."
"Um!"
Xia Tao nodded vigorously.
Today's business is very hot, but she can't help. She can only sit here and collect money, which makes Xia Tao feel very disappointed.
After hearing that she could work like sister Jasmine, the little girl's face was full of hard work and expectation.
"Let's go, go home. If you don't go back, you won't be able to leave later."
Uncle Zeng smiled and opened the store door and walked out.
Through the transparent glass of the window, you can see him swaying and disappearing into the crowd with his hands behind his back.
But not long after Uncle Zeng left.
The store door was pushed open.
An old man poked his head out of the door, his eyes narrowed into an almost invisible slit.
"Is this a massage parlor?"
"Yes, old man, sit inside."
Yang Yang immediately walked up to the old man enthusiastically and helped up the old man's arm.
"Haha, good, good, thank you, young man."
After thanking him with a smile, the old man stepped through the door with one foot and stepped into the massage parlor. At this moment.
The bell hanging on the door began to ring uncontrollably.
Yang Yang didn't pay attention at first, but he didn't realize it until he took two steps. He turned around in confusion and saw that the bell on the door was still ringing.
