"That's great!" Luo Sheng took a few mouthfuls of noodle soup, put the bowl on the table with both hands, and said with satisfaction.
Seeing Mo Chou chewing on the dry hamburger, Luo Sheng also felt a little embarrassed. He reached out and pushed the noodle soup in front of Mo Chou: "Eat slowly, don't choke..."
Okay... I feel like crying.
Luo Sheng stretched himself to relieve the fatigue caused by fullness, and asked: "What is this noodle called? Have you ever learned it?"
"Tear the noodles with oil...I've seen others do it."
Luo Sheng thought about it and confirmed that he had never eaten the bowl of noodles in front of him in any restaurant before. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He frowned and asked, "Is this your first time making it?"
Unpredictably nodded...
It's the first time, but the first time in this world.
Luo Sheng sighed meaningfully and turned to stare at his brother: "It's unpredictable... Do you think you can graduate from college successfully? Your grades are always on the verge of dropping out."
Mo Zhi swallowed a mouthful of burger and looked at Luo Sheng in confusion... Why did the topic jump to this point?
"If it's too difficult, I'll find another way out for you as soon as possible..." Luo Sheng said seriously: "What do you think of the chef?"
"..." Unpredictable was speechless.
"You can make such delicious noodles with such simple ingredients. You are talented in this area..." Luo Sheng continued to persuade: "To be honest, there are not many areas where you are talented."
Is it so straightforward?
Is the original owner so bad? He couldn't help but cursed, but he quickly said: "I want to go to school!"
How great it is to go to school, you don’t have to support yourself, there is no pressure... Mobi feels that he cannot let Luo Sheng continue this topic. If he is serious, he might really send himself to a chef school:
"I strive to graduate and continue my studies..."
After saying that, Mo Zhi subconsciously rested his elbow on the dining table, his ten fingertips naturally met, and looked at each other to express his persistence.
Luo Sheng was confused...
Ever since I was a child, I have never seen the word "firm" in Mo Zhi. After observing carefully for a long time, I murmured:
"There are no lying micro-expressions... The ten fingertips are aligned in one go, which shows that you are very confident. Otherwise, it would be difficult to align in one go. Are you serious?"
"Do you want to continue studying?"
"Hmm!"...Of course Mozhi is serious.
"Okay..." Seeing Mo Zhi's persistence, Luo Sheng nodded and gave up the idea: "Then read it carefully! Fight for breath."
After saying that, Luo Sheng seemed to have remembered something, and continued: "The junior year is about to end, and the senior year majoring in psychology needs to intern for a year. Come to my clinic to help during the fall break... It never hurts to prepare early."
"Junior year is over..." Mozhi searched through his memory for a while, and then he remembered that there is no concept of weeks in Rodinia. Instead, it is based on "ten days and ten days", with seven days of study and three days of rest...
I am at home these days precisely because I am on a three-day vacation. Tomorrow is the first day of the second half of the year, the last tenth day of my junior year.
"I'm going to take a rest, and I have to meet a client in the evening... I'll pick up the customized potted plants on the way back."
Luo Sheng said nothing more and got up and went upstairs. But just as he stepped onto the steps, he suddenly felt that he had overlooked something and couldn't help but turn around.
He had shaved his beard and had his hair just cut. He looked quite fresh. More importantly, the floor of the hall seemed to have been cleaned...
When I glanced at the bedroom from the corner of my eye, I found that it was clean and tidy, the garbage on the floor was gone, and the floor was polished to a shine...
A strange feeling arises spontaneously!
This made Luo Sheng feel unbelievable and unreal. He just thought about it but had no clue and continued to walk upstairs slowly.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room on the second floor, Luo Sheng couldn't help but be in a trance. After a long time, he was surprised to find that wasn't this what he had been looking forward to?
When I actually got it, I felt strange...
Seeing the family photos on the coffee table, Luo Sheng couldn't help but murmur to himself:
"Dad, mom...it seems unpredictable..."
………
After filling his stomach and returning to the bedroom, Mo Zhi once again found that he had nothing to do.
This is not good... people without ideals, no, Ironborn... what is the difference between a salted fish?
Recalling what happened one day after traveling back in time, Mozhi said to Uncle Cat who was lying on the bed: "By the way, where are the contractors "Red", "Black" and "Yellow"?"
The "Contractor's Manual" has a yellow cover... There is no need to read "Red" and "Black", it is too boring, but I haven't read "Yellow" yet. It is said that it marks the places where contractors specialize in activities. You can read it yourself...
Meow...Uncle Cat pondered sleepily for a long time before he understood what the "red, black and yellow" in Mo Zhi's words meant...
Looking up at Mo Jie, the old cat showed a mysterious expression: "I'll do a magic trick for you."
After saying that, under the unpredictable and surprised eyes, Uncle Cat stretched out his cat paw and scratched under his neck...
Three books of different colors appeared out of thin air!
"Awesome!"
The old cat immediately struck a pose, with its paws on its chin, and the whiskers on its face trembling wildly, with a proud expression... as if it had caught a large nest of mice and was asking for credit from its owner.
"Awesome...awesome!"
Unpredictable was indeed stunned. He stared closely at the three books on the bed. He calmed down in Uncle Cat's proud eyes and asked in a low voice:
"Uncle Cat, is your nickname Doraemon?!"
A cat that can take out various items, what else could it be but a robotic cat?
As an unsuccessful street writer, Mo Zhi could of course think that the other party had storage space or something like that - his surprise was more due to the association of being like a doraemon...
"What dream?" This time Uncle Cat was fascinated...
"Nothing..." Mo Chou picked up three books and rubbed them up and down carefully. Sure enough, they were the three books "Red", "Black" and "Yellow" that were intact in his memory. He changed the topic and asked: "Uncle Cat, what are you using?" Storage stuff?”
"How do you know..." The old cat was discouraged.
"Really?" Mo Zhi asked.
The old cat sighed, and then reluctantly stretched out its paw again and pinched its neck...
On the cat's neck, two bells were plucked out from under the thick cat fur. They were golden and only the size of a fingernail.
"I don't usually ring it, for fear of exposing my whereabouts..." Uncle Cat said: "This is a contract item with various magical abilities. One of the bells has storage space."
Sure enough... Mu Zhi pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "Where can I get one? I also want one...
Afraid that his request was too abrupt, Mu Zhi quickly found a reasonable reason: "I put these three books at home. If my sister reads them, it will be exposed."
"Ordinary contractors can't get it..." Uncle Cat straightened his expression and said slowly: "...These things are usually rare, and the price is not low."
"Okay..." Mo Zhi nodded.
If you don’t have money, don’t think about anything…
As if unwilling to be afraid of the unpredictable, the old cat added: "My bell was issued by Pandora, and it is a standard equipment of the Punisher team..."
"Oh...so it's like this...it's so good, and you can get stuff for free." Mo Chou didn't dwell on this issue anymore, and reached out to pick up the "Contractor's Manual". While flipping through it, he asked Uncle Cat: "It's too boring at home at night. Now, where can I go to play?”
"Anywhere can..." Uncle Cat said: "The premise is that you don't expose your contract ability."
Seeing Yi Fang flipping through the manual, Uncle Cat naturally understood what he was looking for: "There are places recorded in the manual that are officially recognized as places for contractors to conduct activities. Because they are under the supervision of the Supervisory Office at any time, they are generally not interesting... This kind of place is completely restricted to ordinary people. Everyone who enters is a registered contractor, and can even display supernatural powers inside..."
"Of course, safety must also be taken as the premise. Freedom is not without boundaries." Old Mao added.
"Let's go for a walk... show me the world." Mo Zhi found the mark closest to him, pointed at Uncle Cat and said.
The old cat lowered his head and looked: "Grinding Time Cafe?"
………
One person and one cat went out. There was also my sister Luo Sheng's car parked in the courtyard. Its shape was very similar to the American cars in the 1940s and 1950s, but with a lot more oriental elements and a smaller and more square hood.
Luo Sheng hasn't left yet... Mo Zhi and Lao Mao trotted all the way and soon left the community. Then they slowed down in the direction marked on the map and took a relaxing walk.
"Are you really not considering joining the Punisher team?" Uncle Cat asked as he walked: "Your abilities are still very useful. Even if there are some problems with paying the price, I think we can think of a way... Just like when you were in the barber shop That way.”
"The captain is obviously interested in your contract ability, don't you want to try it?"
"Is the job of the Punisher dangerous?" Mo Zhi asked the question that concerned him the most.
"It's a bit dangerous..." Old Mao suddenly changed his mind to persuasion: "What kind of job is not dangerous? Being a chef may cause fires, you may bump into a female driver while driving, and you may hit a telephone pole while walking..."
What a logic...
It seems that in any world, female drivers are a terrifying existence.
"Forget it if there is danger..." Mo Zhi sighed.
If you are used to a peaceful life, why challenge yourself? Besides... with powers, making money and living shouldn't be a big problem.
"Alas..." Uncle Cat sighed and did not continue to insist.
Soon, Mo Bu discovered that the street where his destination was located was actually Bilu Street, which he passed by every day when he was going to school. There were tall plane trees on both sides of the road, and the environment was quiet... He passed it back and forth every day, but he had no impression of the Moment Time Cafe.
It wasn't until a man and a cat stood in front of a building through the dim light of a street lamp that he discovered the reason for the empty memory...
There is a two-story building of an old-fashioned building on the roadside. All the doors and windows on the first floor are locked, and no light can shine through. Only the wooden bed on the second floor reveals the faint light and the melodious sound of the violin...
As for the signboard, it is not the neon lights that are common in bustling areas of the city, but the rotten wooden boards on the door frame. If you don't look carefully, you can no longer identify the faded writing on it.
Thinking back on life in his hometown, Mo Zhi couldn't help but mutter to himself...
Don't underestimate those businesses that seem to be deserted. They might be gathering places for extraordinary people!
