This taste is really good. Although it is noodles, it tastes beyond the scope of noodles. How to put it, it is like eating cabbage and tasting meat, which is completely beyond the scope of its capabilities.
The noodles made by Jinyao are delicious, but compared with this, I can only say that each has its own merits, because I had the same reaction when I ate noodles made by Jinyao for the first time.
After taking the first bite, I didn’t care whether the noodles here were made by ghosts or whether they were preserved hundreds of years ago, let alone what the noodles were made of. After a few minutes, I finished eating the noodles.
, after we finished eating, the boss actually brought us two more bowls, saying that they were for us to eat, and that this treatment is given to new customers.
After finishing the second bowl, I still wanted to eat more, but my stomach was already full!
At this time, Fatty Wu poured me wine, and just like that, we started drinking here! Fatty Wu told me that he and his two classmates had been eating here for the past few days.
The noodles are delicious and the rice tastes good too. He even said he would bring me over for dinner tomorrow.
I asked Fatty Wu and his two classmates what they had been chatting about these past few days. Fatty Wu said they had talked a lot, and the most talked about thing was ghost stories. During this time, they had told dozens of ghost stories, basically
Say one or two words every night.
His two friends told them folk tales such as resurrecting corpses, ghost stories at construction sites, cat-faced old ladies, and the revenge of weasels. Fatty Wu told them about the events he had experienced with me during this period, from the film and television city
General Night Devil talks about chickens eating people.
Several people can be said to be confidants of ghost stories, and Fatty Wu didn't expect those two people to be so good at telling ghost stories.
Listening to Fatty Wu's narration, I pondered for a while and said nothing more! There is nothing wrong with friends chatting about ghost stories.
When we left the restaurant, Fatty Wu burped and asked me, "How was it? Mr. Li, does it taste good? Is it on par with Miss Jinyao's? Let me tell you, the food tastes better. Let's go tomorrow
Come and eat.”
I nodded and said, "It tastes pretty good! But you can't come again in the future."
Upon hearing what I said, Fatty Wu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked me, "Why, why can't you come?"
"Because this restaurant is not just for entertaining people!"
"What? It's not here to entertain people. You mean this restaurant..."
At this point, Fatty Wu did not continue, because he already knew the meaning of my words. He has experienced a lot of things with me, and he has seen too much about people in the world doing business with ghosts, so he has no understanding of this world.
As long as humans exist, they also have a certain level of awareness.
"Yes, this is not a restaurant for living people!"
"Is it the same as the underworld shop and Yin Yang Medical Center we encountered before?"
"It's different. The stores we encountered are all opened by people who can channel. But this one is different. This store is not opened by people."
"The store owner is not a human being?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, he is not a human being."
"Then we ate what he made. Could it be some fragrant wax paper candles?"
At this point, I saw Fatty Wu choked up and took a sip of smear.
But I rejected his conjecture, "No, this boss is a veteran. Although he is dead, the fact that he can open a store in the human world means that he can also make food for people to eat." Things. Before us, there must have been many psychic people who came here to eat."
"So, the food he makes is not only for people to eat, but also for ghosts to eat! Just like the taboos in some industries, you have to make an extra portion of whatever you are making, and make it to worship the ghosts and gods!" Fatty Wu said in surprise.
own discovery.
I nodded and said, "Yes, that's the way to say it, right!"
"So, ghosts are the same as humans! We humans are afraid of ghosts, and conversely, ghosts are also afraid of humans."
"Yes!" I have to say, Fatty Wu is smart again.
Suddenly, he scratched the back of his head and muttered, "Mr. Li, you said that this restaurant is not for entertaining people, and the people in it are not people, so are my two classmates..."
Fatty Wu's eyes widened and his expression became ugly. It was obvious that he had realized something was wrong!
"If they brought you here, it means they are no longer human! You have experienced too many things with me and seen too many ghosts. Your own magnetic field has accepted these things, so you
It's easy to come into contact with ghosts. They brought you to this place, right?"
Fatty Wu was already beyond surprised. He opened his mouth, nodded mechanically, and then said with a look of disbelief, "So, for more than half a month, I have been chatting with two ghosts almost every day.
The two ghosts have been telling ghost stories for half a month, right?"
I nodded without thinking, it was indeed the case! Fatty Wu had been telling the ghost story to the two ghosts for more than half a month.
"Yes! But don't worry, they have no intention of harming you. If they wanted to harm you, you would never look like this."
"Then why are they doing this? Are they just chatting with me and telling me ghost stories?"
"Probably not! Ghosts usually have a reason for looking for someone. If they are not asking for their lives, they must be asking for help. Since they have not caused any substantial harm to you, they must be asking for help from you, otherwise they will never follow.
You get along with me for half a month."
Listening to my analysis, Fatty Wu nodded thoughtfully, and then said helplessly, "Then if they want my help, why don't they tell me directly?"
"It's different. You are not a qualified Onmyoji. They said it directly and it would have an impact on you! So, they should have hinted you in the story. Tell me the story that impressed you the most and remembers it most clearly.
Listen, let me analyze it for you."
"I have the deepest impression, and I remember it most clearly! Yes, there is indeed one who left a very deep impression on me."
"This is what Chen Wei told me and Zhao Fei. This story is called Picking Up Money!"
"The story goes like this. He just went out that day and was about to go to work when he picked up a pile of money at the door of his house. He picked it up and counted it. The money was about 10,000 yuan. When he got up the next day, he picked it up again.
There was a pile of money, this time it was more, one hundred thousand! At that time, he felt something was wrong, so he asked his wife if it was his wife who left it at the door."
"His wife also took out a pile of money and wanted to ask him if he had left the money at the door of his house! Both of them were confused at the time and called several friends in succession, but no one acknowledged it. Finally, they
They didn't think too much about it. After all, it was money. No matter who was joking with them, that person would definitely contact them. But what they didn't expect was that after taking the money, not only did no one contact them
, something strange happened at home..." This taste is really okay. Although it is noodles, it tastes beyond the scope of noodles. How to put it, it is like eating cabbage and eating meat. It is completely beyond the scope.
to the extent of his abilities.
The noodles made by Jinyao are delicious, but compared with this, I can only say that each has its own merits, because I had the same reaction when I ate noodles made by Jinyao for the first time.
After taking the first bite, I didn’t care whether the noodles here were made by ghosts or whether they were preserved hundreds of years ago, let alone what the noodles were made of. After a few minutes, I finished eating the noodles.
, after we finished eating, the boss actually brought us two more bowls, saying that they were for us to eat, and that this treatment is given to new customers.
After finishing the second bowl, I still wanted to eat more, but my stomach was already full!
At this time, Fatty Wu poured me wine, and just like that, we started drinking here! Fatty Wu told me that he and his two classmates had been eating here for the past few days.
The noodles are delicious and the rice tastes good too. He even said he would bring me over for dinner tomorrow.
I asked Fatty Wu and his two classmates what they had been talking about these days. Fatty Wu said they had talked a lot, and the most talked about thing was ghost stories. During this time, they had told dozens of ghost stories. Basically
Say one or two words every night. .??.
His two friends told them folk tales such as resurrecting corpses, ghost stories at construction sites, cat-faced old ladies, and the revenge of weasels. Fatty Wu told them about the events he had experienced with me during this period, from the film and television city
General Night Devil talks about chickens eating people.
Several people can be said to be confidants of ghost stories, and Fatty Wu didn't expect those two people to be so good at telling ghost stories.
Listening to Fatty Wu's narration, I pondered for a while and said nothing more! There is nothing wrong with friends chatting about ghost stories.
When we left the restaurant, Fatty Wu burped and asked me, "How was it? Mr. Li, does it taste good? Is it on par with Miss Jinyao's? Let me tell you, the food tastes better. Let's go tomorrow
Come and eat.”
I nodded and said, "It tastes pretty good! But you can't come again in the future."
Upon hearing what I said, Fatty Wu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then asked me, "Why, why can't you come?"
"Because this restaurant is not just for entertaining people!"
"What? It's not here to entertain people. You mean this restaurant..."
At this point, Fatty Wu did not continue, because he already knew the meaning of my words. He has experienced a lot of things with me, and he has seen too much about people in the world doing business with ghosts, so he has no understanding of this world.
As long as humans exist, they also have a certain level of awareness.
"Yes, this is not a restaurant for living people!"
"Is it the same as the underworld shop and Yin Yang Medical Center we encountered before?"
"It's different. The stores we encountered are all opened by people who can channel. But this one is different. This store is not opened by people."
"The store owner is not a human being?"
I nodded and said, "Yes, he is not a human being."
"Then we ate what he made. Could it be some fragrant wax paper candles?"
At this point, I saw Fatty Wu choked up and took a sip of smear.
But I rejected his conjecture, "No, this boss is a veteran. Although he is dead, the fact that he can open a store in the human world means that he can also make food for people to eat." Things. Before us, there must have been many psychic people who came here to eat."
"So, the food he makes is not only for people to eat, but also for ghosts to eat! Just like the taboos in some industries, you have to make an extra portion of whatever you are making, and make it to worship the ghosts and gods!" Fatty Wu said in surprise.
own discovery.
I nodded and said, "Yes, that's the way to say it, right!"
"So, ghosts are the same as humans! We humans are afraid of ghosts, and conversely, ghosts are also afraid of humans."
"Yes!" I have to say, Fatty Wu is smart again.
Suddenly, he scratched the back of his head and muttered, "Mr. Li, you said that this restaurant is not for entertaining people, and the people in it are not people, so are my two classmates..."
Fatty Wu's eyes widened and his expression became ugly. It was obvious that he had realized something was wrong!
"If they brought you here, it means they are no longer human! You have experienced too many things with me and seen too many ghosts. Your own magnetic field has accepted these things, so you
It's easy to come into contact with ghosts. They brought you to this place, right?"
Fatty Wu was already beyond surprised. He opened his mouth, nodded mechanically, and then said with a look of disbelief, "So, for more than half a month, I have been chatting with two ghosts almost every day.
The two ghosts have been telling ghost stories for half a month, right?"
I nodded without thinking, it was indeed the case! Fatty Wu had been telling the ghost story to the two ghosts for more than half a month.
"Yes! But don't worry, they have no intention of harming you. If they wanted to harm you, you would never look like this."
"Then why are they doing this? Are they just chatting with me and telling me ghost stories?"
"Probably not! Ghosts usually have a reason for looking for someone. If they are not asking for their lives, they must be asking for help. Since they have not caused any substantial harm to you, they must be asking for help from you, otherwise they will never follow.
You get along with me for half a month."
Listening to my analysis, Fatty Wu nodded thoughtfully, and then said helplessly, "Then if they want my help, why don't they tell me directly?"
"It's different. You are not a qualified Onmyoji. They said it directly and it would have an impact on you! So, they should have hinted you in the story. Tell me the story that impressed you the most and remembers it most clearly.
Listen, let me analyze it for you."
"I have the deepest impression, and I remember it most clearly! Yes, there is indeed one who left a very deep impression on me."
"This is what Chen Wei told me and Zhao Fei. This story is called Picking Up Money!"
"The story goes like this. He just went out that day and was about to go to work when he picked up a pile of money at the door of his house. He picked it up and counted it. The money was about 10,000 yuan. When he got up the next day, he picked it up again.
There was a pile of money, this time it was more, one hundred thousand! At that time, he felt something was wrong, so he asked his wife if it was his wife who left it at the door."
"His wife also took out a pile of money and wanted to ask him if he had left the money at the door of his house! Both of them were confused at the time and called several friends in succession, but no one acknowledged it. Finally, they
They didn't think too much about it. After all, it was money. No matter who was joking with them, that person would definitely contact him. But what they didn't expect was that after taking the money, not only did no one contact them
