"As you say, old lady, I've been doing this craft all my life, and I'm pretty good at it."
"At least someone is thinking about you, right?"
While she was talking, Grandma Sun put the dishes and chopsticks into the soapy water bucket on the ground and soaked them. After washing her hands with the water on the car board, she continued: "Sir, is this yokan still the old rule?"
"Old rules." Gu Ningan nodded and found a place to sit down.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." After saying this, Grandma Sun started working in front of the "stove" again.
While making pancakes and making yokan, Granny Sun didn't forget to chat with Gu Ning'an about her daily routine.
From her own children and grandchildren, she talked about whether Gu Ning'an was suitable for marriage. As she talked, she even thought about finding a matchmaker for Gu Ning'an and setting up a marriage.
If it weren't for Gu Ning'an's repeated refusals, Granny Sun would probably have to use her "connections" to find a marriageable girl for him in this county after closing the stall.
Not long after, a bowl of steaming, fragrant mutton soup and three pancakes were brought up.
"Grandma Sun, why is there an extra piece of pancake on this pancake?" Gu Ning'an wouldn't have asked this question if he hadn't eaten two pancakes a few days ago.
Grandma Sun waved her hand nonchalantly: "Hey, I'm a regular customer. What's wrong with the extra pancakes?"
Seeing that Granny Sun had not remembered it wrong, Gu Ning'an couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, I'm a regular customer, why should I be polite?"
Grandma Sun smiled and said "Hey" and continued: "Eat quickly."
Hearing this, Gu Ningan nodded and smiled, and then ate the yokan slowly...
While Gu Ning'an was eating, another young couple came to the yokan stall.
The man was very excited when he saw Grandma Sun and said, "I grew up eating Grandma Sun's yokan. I haven't seen Grandma Sun out at her stall for a long time. Today I met her and I wanted to have a meal."
His wife said at the beginning: "I just finished lunch and I was eating yokan. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat anymore."
As a result, his wife ate much faster than her husband.
If her husband hadn't been afraid that she would burst her stomach, she seemed to want to have another...
Eating yokan and feeling the smoke of fireworks around him, Gu Ning'an picked up the bowl and drank the mutton soup at the bottom of the bowl in one gulp.
He took out twenty copper plates from his sleeves and placed them behind the table. Gu Ning'an stood up and said with a smile, "Grandma Sun, put the money here."
Grandma Sun, who was working with her head down, didn't even raise her head when she heard this: "Okay, sir, please walk slowly and come back often when you have time."
Gu Ning'an nodded and said, "Definitely."
After Gu Ning'an walked away, the young couple had almost finished eating. The man asked Granny Sun, "Grandma Sun, do you know who that gentleman is?"
"What's your identity?" "What's your identity?"
His wife and Grandma Sun asked in unison.
The young man responded with a mysterious face: "Some people say that he is an immortal immortal!"
"What! What!" The young woman grabbed her husband and asked, "Hurry up and tell me, why haven't I heard of it?"
The young woman's reaction was very normal, but Granny Sun acted calmly and had no intention of asking further questions.
Seeing this, the young man always felt uncomfortable. He did not respond to his wife's questioning. Instead, he looked at Granny Sun and raised his voice a little: "Grandma Sun, don't you want to know why I said that?"
Grandma Sun responded with a smile: "Although I can't remember how many years ago I met Mr. Gu."
"But I remember that when Mr. looked like this, you were still in your mother's belly."
"Looking at your age, you are probably in your early twenties. That gentleman must have lived in Lexiang County for a period of time more than twenty years ago."
"My appearance has not faded for more than twenty years. Old lady, I have a poor memory and I'm not stupid. I naturally know how extraordinary my husband is."
"But even if Mr. Gu is extraordinary, he and I are just an old woman selling yokan and a regular customer eating yokan."
"Tell me, I'm curious about the details of a customer... I just need to know if the customer is satisfied with the meal, right?"
After listening to Granny Sun's remarks, the young man in the mist scratched his head dully, said "yes" twice, then lowered his head and ate the yokan, and so did his wife beside him.
After a short time, the young couple finished eating the yokan, paid the bill, said hello to Grandma Sun, and left.
Grandma Sun, who had gone to clean up the dishes, had just picked up the bowl, and was suddenly startled. She looked at the place where Gu Ning'an was sitting before, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes: "Did Mr. Gu come here a few days ago? "
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Bang!
Gu Ning'an felt his palms become hot, and a wisp of red dust air emerged from his palms. The swaying red dust air was like a flame slowly swaying.
"What are the conditions for the derivation of this mortal aura?" Gu Ning'an saw the figure of Grandma Sun from the mortal aura. He could not understand what the triggering conditions were for this special magic power.
Of Grandma Sun's three souls of heaven, earth and man, two souls have problems. One moment they forget the "present" and the other moment they forget the "past".
Logically speaking, in this state, she is already spiritually repulsed and unable to arouse the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Gu Ning'an, who had just returned to Ansi's courtyard, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard and carefully considered the possible reasons for the appearance of red dust.
Let’s talk about the appearance of this worldly aura first. It should have existed when he first traveled around the world.
It's just that at that time, he didn't feel the slightest bit of its existence.
It was not until after "returning to silence" that the qi of the mortal world dragged him back to this human world that he could feel the existence of the qi of the mortal world.
It would be wrong to say that the appearance of the red dust energy comes from the "people" he has helped, and that "people" are grateful to him, thus deriving an existence similar to "wish power".
Take Grandma Sun as an example. He has never used magic power to help her with anything, so there is no such thing as gratitude.
But take the "Huang Pizi" whom he has never met before as an example. Huang Pizi received the "dharma" he left behind, which should be a prerequisite for deriving the worldly aura.
According to Huang Pizi, the derivation of the red dust energy is closer to the power of "incense" worship.
"That's all, I can't figure it out at the moment, but there will always be a time when I can figure it out." Gu Ning'an took a long breath, then quickly walked into the house, lay down on the bed, placed the empty altar and fell asleep...
