Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

Chapter 67

The lively market, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, attracted many people.

The diners on the early stalls put down their bowls and leaned forward to watch the excitement.

“It’s a juggling, let’s go and take a look, Master?” Qiu Sheng and Wencai couldn’t help being curious, and wanted to go and take a look. After all, such acrobatics clubs are not common, because they would never come to small places like villages and towns. .

“While there are fewer people in the stall now, let’s eat first!”

Uncle Jiu seemed to have deliberately opposed his two unfilial apprentices, and directly took Zhou Xuan and Simu to find a familiar stall and sat down, Qiu Sheng and Wencai could only follow dejectedly.

“Uncle Jiu, are you here, still the same?” The stall owner called Roar in front of the pot.

“Axuan, you can go and see if you have anything you want to eat, just order it yourself.” Uncle Jiu naturally wanted to entertain Zhou Xuan, the guest first.

There are three big bamboo steamers on this stall. In each steamer basket are placed a bowl of different breakfasts, as well as a variety of steamed buns and pastries. It looks like a Hong Kong-style morning tea shop in later generations.

Zhou Xuan is very interested in this. As a northerner, he rarely can eat these breakfasts.

“Boss 25, I want a roll of rice noodles, barbecued pork buns, shrimp dumplings, and another Tingzi porridge.”

The stall owner is a lean man in his forties. He placed the small cage on the table with his hands and feet dexterously, and then said with a smile: “This guest, the Tingzai porridge needs to be made fresh to make it delicious. Please wait a few minutes.”

The morning snacks in this restaurant are really good. The shrimps in the shrimp dumplings are big and fresh, the shrimps are full of flavour, the rice rolls are smooth and crispy, and the char siu buns are soft and delicious.

But under Zhou Xuan’s super-tasteful tongue, the shortcomings are also invisible.

Tingzi porridge is not bad. It uses fresh shrimp, fish fillets, egg shreds, peanuts, peanuts, etc. as ingredients. It is boiled with boiling water to make the bottom of the porridge soft and sweet.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of gongs and drums rang in the market center, but the applause of the onlookers was stronger. Qiusheng and Wencai craned their necks like geese, wanting to see what happened.

“Master, we are full!”

Two couples of Qiusheng stuffed the food in their mouths, and eagerly pulled Wencai and ran away, for fear of being stopped by the master again.

Uncle Ji shook his head and saw that Zhou Xuan and Si Mu were almost the same, so he invited: “Let’s go over and take a look?”

“Okay!” The two nodded in agreement.

The three of them followed Qiu Sheng Wencai into the crowd. Qiu Sheng relied on himself to practice martial arts, with some strength, he directly tore a path in the crowded crowd.

When the group of people squeezed to the forefront, they saw a simple table on a 30-square-meter open space. The front desk was the place for performances and the back was a tent. People from the juggling team were constantly coming in and out.

At the moment, an old man in his fifties on the stage is performing a trick, which is magic.

I saw him put an empty wooden box on the table, and first showed the onlookers that it was indeed empty.

“Is there anyone to confirm, am I an empty box? Who wants to come up to confirm?”

“I come”

“I come”

Qiusheng and Wencai held their hands high, which was the most positive.

The old man pointed to Qiu Sheng and said with a smile: “Then please come up and check this little brother.”

Qiu Sheng went on stage excitedly, rummaged the wooden box back and forth, knocked it with his hand, and affirmed: “This is an empty wooden box.”

“Well, little brother, go down, the old man will show the big guy a good thing!”

The old man closed the wooden box, closed his eyes, and muttered a few words.

“Come!”

The old man glared at him, then pointed to the wooden box in his hand and said: “Open!”

The lid on the wooden box suddenly opened.

The old man took out a bronze statue of Guanyin from the wooden box with both hands.

“Old man today, I invite Guanshiyin Bodhisattva to descend to the world. Friends who are here today are all blessed. Everyone worships Guanshiyin Bodhisattva and bless you all with peace and happiness.”

The old man made this set really work, the surrounding audience not only applauded, but also worshipped for a few times. Some believers immediately paid for it and handed it to the young guy with the gong on the side.

Zhou Xuan expected that there must be a mechanism between the wooden box and the table, otherwise the bronze statue of Guanyin would not appear in the box out of thin air.

But the Jiushu and Simu two people on the side, their original expressions became serious.

“Brother, do you see it?” asked four eyes in a deep voice.

Questions arose in Zhou Xuan’s heart, is there anything else in it?

However, I saw that Uncle Ji nodded and said: “It’s the five ghosts carrying technique!”

The technique of the five ghosts means that the five little ghosts can take possession of people without opening their doors and breaking their cages.

But then I saw a trace of disdain flashed across the face of Uncle Jiu, saying: “The real five ghosts carry the number, the five ghosts used are the five plague gods, they are Zhang Yuanbo, Xia Wen Liu Yuanda, Qiu Wen Zhao Gongming, Dong Zhong Shigui and the director in charge of the history and cultural industry of the epidemic.”

“The five ghosts used by this man only drove five little infant spirits, but he didn’t know whether the bronze statue of Guanyin was originally theirs or was stolen from someone else’s house.”

“However, the use of this technique will eventually hurt the heavens and peace, and this person is not afraid of retribution in the future.”

Four eyes motioned Uncle Jiu to look at the backstage tent. The people who entered and exited there said: “These people are not simple. They are agitated one by one. They are all vigorous people, and they are healthy. They should be some good hands. Such a person is willing to live in a small juggling team, there must be ghosts!”

Acrobatics, in this day and age, is an inferior business, and you can’t make a lot of money.

The master who came in and out of the tent had that ability, even if he was a dart master, he made more than ten times more money than now, and he was more decent.

So Simu expected that there must be a ghost in this Qingyun class.

Uncle Jiu couldn’t help worrying, and his eyes were guests. Maybe he would drive the corpse out of here the day after tomorrow.

But he himself is a person in this town, if these masters come here for ulterior purposes, it will inevitably cause some trouble.

However, Uncle Jiu couldn’t drive these people out, so he could only take a careful note of the faces of the people in this team, and be wary in his heart.

Seeing the two of them look like this, Zhou Xuan seemed quite jealous of the juggling team, so he couldn’t help but open up his own domineering look to find out what was in the tent.

After a period of practice, Zhou Xuan’s domineering experience was able to capture all the pictures within 100 meters centered on himself.

At the moment, Zhou Xuan was only more than ten meters away from the tent. He saw that the domineering and domineering went straight through the tent and saw the scene inside.

In the tent, six people gathered together, not knowing what they were discussing, and they were surrounded by juggling props.

But in the corner of the tent, there is a black coffin! .