A few days passed in the blink of an eye, red lanterns began to be hung on the streets, and many New Year's goods began to be sold in the market, making the New Year's flavor more intense.
People are busy preparing New Year's goods these days, and they pass by the Gua stalls without even looking at them. Qiu Zizai, who had nothing to do, went to the banyan tree. The little girl Bai Qiu was still waiting for her parents under the tree.
Qiu Zizai took out a bowl of wontons and gave the blind little girl a lot of instructions to hold it firmly before he dared to let go.
The little girl ate slowly, one wonton in each mouth.
It’s not that the wontons were big, it was mainly that they were too hot, and the little girl’s mouth was small and she ate slowly.
Qiu Zizai looked at the little girl eating wontons, but he thought of two people in his mind.
Bai Gu.
Old beggar.
Both of them have the same virtues. When they eat, they are like starving ghosts reincarnated. They wolf down the food and never chew it without stuffing three or four dumplings in their mouths. They are really...
The main reason is that each one’s appetite is exaggerated!
Qiu Zizai twitched the corner of his mouth and secretly cursed in his heart.
If these two guys continue to eat like this, they will probably have to eat up this world if they live longer.
Qiu Zizai just had another thought pop up in his heart. Before he had time to think about it, an old voice sounded in his ears: "It's been a long time since I last saw him. He's grown so big."
Qiu Zizai quickly turned around and saw Mr. Wu and an old man in purple robe standing behind him.
What the old man in purple robe just said was said.
Qiu Zizai was frightened by the two of them and trembled. When he tried to get up, he tripped over a tree root and fell into the snow. He fell and ate the mud. He quickly pulled his head out of the snow, then stood up and bowed his head and said, "I've met Mr. Wu, I've met the old sage."
Mr. Wu just smiled and said nothing.
The purple-robed old man nodded without moving his lips, but his voice sounded in Qiu Zizi's heart: "You shouldn't think about some commonplace things, and it's best not to have some fanciful ideas, so as not to get into trouble later."
Qiu Zizai smiled awkwardly, calmed down and put away the little things in his heart.
Then Qiu Zizai replied to what the old man in purple robe just said, "The last time I saw the old sage, Xiaodao was only eight years old. After many years, the old sage's style remains the same."
The purple-robed old man chuckled and said, "Why have you become so reserved? This is not like your nature. Why, have you changed your gender?"
Qiu Zizi looked embarrassed.
Mr. Wu told the purple-robed old man in his heart that Qiu Zizai's tongue had offended the boss of Yaojiu Pavilion a few days ago, and something had been sealed. The latter suddenly realized it, and then discovered the barely visible trace of water between Qiu Zizai's eyebrows, and praised: "What a sophisticated method, even I would hardly have noticed it if I hadn't told him."
Qiu Zizai became increasingly embarrassed.
The old man in purple robe looked at the water mark, and the more he looked at it, the more profound he felt. "It is indeed an ancient relic. His moves are extraordinary. He is a wonderful person."
Mr. Wu suppressed a smile and said, "Indeed, it's wonderful."
Qiu Zizai was a little disappointed when he saw that the old man in purple robe had no intention of helping to remove the water marks, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to keep silent.
The old man in purple robe knew what Qiu Zizai was thinking, and smiled and said: "It is not a bad thing for young people to be tempered more. They should be cherished. The old saying that suffering a loss is a blessing is not just empty talk."
Qiu Zizai tried his best to put on a smile, "What the old sage said is absolutely true, you can learn from the trail."
"What the old sage said is of course a golden rule. How can you compare with it?" The man in green shirt suddenly appeared, mocking Qiu Zizai without hesitation, and bowed to Wu and Lao Wu: "I have seen Wu. Old, I have met the old sage."
Mr. Wu nodded.
Qiu Zizai looked like he had seen a ghost, and quickly took a few steps back, hiding behind Mr. Wu.
The purple-robed old man looked up and down at the green-robed man, and finally rested his eyes on the small gourd on his waist. He smiled and said: "The breath is dormant like a sleeping dragon, and the precious eyes are as threatening as usual. The future can be expected."
Surprise appeared on the face of the man in green shirt, and he quickly cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, old sage, for your kind words."
Mr. Wu and Qiu Zizai had varying degrees of astonishment on their faces.
It would be fine if others said so, but this man is an old man in purple robe! He is known as the sage who can determine everything with one word! The words that came out of his mouth were never wrong, and everything came true.
Now that the old man in purple robe has said what he said, how can he still be lying?
But if that's the case, it would be too scary.
The future is promising, but the weight of these auspicious words is too heavy.
The old man in purple robe waved his hand, "Luck and luck are all achieved through your own hard work. I'm just taking advantage of the situation and saying good things."
The man in green shirt smiled and said: "The old sage's words are worth a fortune, and I will never forget them. The restaurant has newly launched a rice dumpling made with rice wine. I wonder if Mr. Wu and the old sage can appreciate it and give you some suggestions?"
Mr. Wu and the old man in purple robe looked at each other, nodded and said: "It happens that there is some taste in your mouth, please give it a try?"
"Why not?"
Qiu Zizai asked in a low voice behind Mr. Wu: "Xiaodao, can you follow me and have a taste?"
Seeing the green-shirted man's gaze, Qiu Zizai said quickly: "Xiao Dao spent his own money to buy one and taste it!"
The man in green shirt looked away and said nothing.
Qiu Zizai scratched his head and apologized: "Wait on the trail for a moment. We can't leave until the little girl finishes her bowl of wontons..."
Qiu Zizi's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, because the man in green shirt had cast his sharp gaze again.
"This little girl was appointed by Xiaobai Gu to be taken care of by Xiaodao! Xiaodao just came to deliver food to the little girl!" Qiu Zizai quickly explained.
After hearing that it was Bai Gu who appointed him, the man in green shirt withdrew his gaze again and stopped embarrassing Qiu Zizi.
Qiu Zizai breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man in purple robe glanced at the little girl Bai Qiu who was eating wontons seriously, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "People from Fuhe City? How come they are here?"
Qiu Zizai explained: "It seems that the little girl's parents left her here, and then she stayed here waiting for her parents to pick her up, refusing to leave even half a step."
"I see." The old man in purple robe looked at the little girl, seeming to know something, with some pity in his eyes, "What a miserable child."
The man in green shirt stepped forward and pressed his fingers together on Qiu Zizai's chest. Ripples immediately appeared on the latter's body. The man in green shirt turned his fingers into palms and patted Qiu Zizai's chest, and another Qiu Zizai appeared!
This "Qiu Zizai" is exactly the same in appearance and temperament as the original Qiu Zizai, and ordinary people can't tell the truth from the fake.
The purple-robed old man nodded slightly, "Shuiyue Jinghua, it's hard to tell the true from the false. What a clone technique!"
"The old sage has given you a reward." The man in green shirt smiled and walked back to the original place.
"Qiu Zizai" walked back to the little girl, chatting and laughing with her, treating Mr. Wu and others as nothing.
From the moment Mr. Wu appeared, the soundproof barrier was activated, so the little girl did not know the arrival of Mr. Wu and others, nor could she hear the conversation just now.
The next moment, the four of them arrived in a private room in Yaojiu Pavilion.
The man in green shirt brushed his hands on the table, and three bowls of rice dumplings made with rice wine appeared in front of several people.
There are a few round glutinous rice balls floating in the lotus root-colored soup, and a few pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus are dotted on them. The small porcelain bowl breathes like orchid, and wisps of hot air slowly float out from the glutinous rice balls.
The man in green shirt smiled and said: "This is the restaurant's new product, glutinous rice balls stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus and honey wine. Please give me your suggestions."
The old man in purple robe glanced at him and said, "Isn't it bad for you to do this?"
As he spoke, the purple-robed old man's eyes specifically stayed on the bowl in front of Qiu Zizai.
The man in green shirt remained calm, "He is worthy of his name."
Hearing this, the old man in purple robe didn't know what to say, so he invited Mr. Wu to try it together.
Qiu Zizai's face was full of confusion. He didn't know what the purple-robed old man and the green-robed man were talking about, but he picked up the spoon and scooped up a glutinous rice ball and put it into his mouth.
But as soon as he bit the glutinous rice balls in his mouth, Qiu Zizai's expression suddenly changed.
Because the glutinous rice balls are empty inside and full of hot soup!
Qiu Zizai was so burned that he grinned, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, so he had to endure it silently and suffer the loss of being dumb.
Who told him that he wanted to follow him?
The man in green shirt smiled maliciously, "Master Qiu, thank you for your invitation. Remember to go downstairs to settle the bill later."
Qiu Zizai agreed with a grimace.
This is really a case of spending your own money to get yourself punished!
