Zhang Shuo silently took out a box of Liuwei Dihuang Pills from the drawer and responded:

"It's time tonight, there are some things to be busy during the day."

Feng Ling seemed a little shy and said:

"Yeah, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Shuo lay on his back on the sofa, his face full of life.

"It's a sin!"

He sighed deeply.

The cell phone on the table rang. It was Ma Xiaolin who called and asked Zhang Shuo to have dinner, but Zhang Shuo politely declined.

Just as he put down the phone and was about to go upstairs, Zhang Shuo suddenly stopped.

"By the way, have a meal!"

Zhang Shuo suddenly came up with an idea!

As a responsible and responsible master, it is necessary for his subordinates to enjoy more in this beautiful world.

And one of the best enjoyments is food!

The weather is not that hot now, and it is early autumn, but I can still catch up with the barbecue stall in the night market!

Feng Ling hasn't eaten for so long since he was ancient times. It's necessary for Zhang Shuo to make up for all the delicacies that have been around for millions of years!

It's not to divert her attention.

After making up his mind, Zhang Shuo immediately drove to the Horror House.

As soon as he entered the undead world, Feng Ling immediately appeared. When he looked at Zhang Shuo, his eyes even had little stars, and he said shyly:

"Master, didn't you say it's coming again so soon?"

Zhang Shuo's old face turned red and he coughed dryly:

"Feng Ling, that's it. You see, you are no longer in the state of a spirit body. You have become a living person. Three meals a day should be arranged."

Feng Ling shook his head.

"Master, practitioners do not need to eat. When you reach the level of the Ghost King, you will also be fasting."

Zhang Shuo sighed and said sadly:

"Is it so difficult to find someone to have a meal? Can I just have to eat with those ghosts every day?"

Seeing this, Feng Ling's face suddenly became a little anxious. She hurriedly said, "No, Master, Feng Ling is willing to go to dinner with you."

Zhang Shuo looked at her with a smile and said slowly:

"Feng Ling, being able to fast and not eating is completely different. Enjoying delicious food is a kind of enjoyment as a human being, not entirely a physical need, but a spiritual need. Finding the essence of being a human being. Feng Ling, have you realized it?"

Feng Ling stared at him in a daze.

"But the master, eating is originally stimulated by the physical instinct needs."

Zhang Shuo's face was a little dark. It seemed that he had used his profound corporate philosophy back then. He said earnestly:

"The body and the spirit are one, and they have a deep influence on each other. Can you put aside your body and talk about the spirit? You are no longer a spirit body. Do you understand if you need to adapt to your human identity again?"

Feng Ling seemed a little confused, but she felt that what Zhang Shuo said was indeed reasonable, and even she had no way to argue. Moreover, she didn't want to think about whether what Zhang Shuo said was right. Anyway, what the master said was right.

"Well, master, so we're going to eat, are we?"

Zhang Shuo nodded slightly.

"It's right to eat, but it's not just eating. Let's go and see the lives of ordinary people and eat as ordinary people do."

Feng Ling seemed to understand but nodded.

"Okay master."

Zhang Shuo took Feng Ling out of the Horror House. It was still early, so he took a walk of the procedures that had not been completed two days ago and went to buy clothes.

Zhang Shuo was very pleased to see several enthusiastic salesmen giving Feng Ling advice and bringing expensive clothes for her to try on.

As a woman, she should focus more on serious things. Don’t always think about warming the bed and warming the bed, learning to put on makeup, dressing, buying a few brand-name bags, and looking like a woman.

Soon, amid the salesperson's joyful expression, Zhang Shuo happily swiped the card, took away hundreds of thousands of brand-name clothes, and then went to the cosmetics counter.

I spent more than 100,000 yuan again, and it finally got dark.

Zhang Shuo asked someone to send all the things back to his villa, and then took Feng Ling to the most famous night market street in Huanghai City.

It is already bustling and very lively.

Zhang Shuo said to Feng Ling:

"Look, what do you want to eat?"

Feng Ling seemed to be not very fond of the taste here, but she still looked at the meals ordered by diners around her. Some of them were skewers strung with sticks. She thought it was pretty good, at least it looked more suitable for her preference than the so-called Michelin I went to the previous two days ago.

"That's it." Feng Ling pointed to the meat skewers.

"pretty!"

Zhang Shuo snapped his fingers.

"Boss, let's have a hundred strings first!"

The boss held his belly and wrote it in a small notebook, asking, "What else do you want to order?"

Zhang Shuo ordered the treasure in the palm, garlic, eggplant and so on, and finally ordered a scoop of beer, and the table filled it, and began his night snack life with Feng Ling.

Feng Ling was a little uncomfortable with beer at first, and she also felt that the skewers were too spicy, but when they were paired, they felt a special feeling.

"Is this what the master said about experiencing the fun of being an ordinary person?"

Feng Ling seemed to understand Zhang Shuo's intention, and the more he ate, the happier he became. In a short while, the table of barbecue was swept away.

Zhang Shuo called the boss.

The boss also seemed a little surprised at the food they had. They both looked like they were successful and they were valuable in their clothes. They didn't expect to be so edible. The two of them had five or six people. As expected, these rich people had some special abilities.

"Sir, are you checking out? There are 84 in total, and you'll give 800." The boss laughed.

Zhang Shuo shook his head, took the menu and said:

“Order food!”

Another operation, this time I ordered more than last time.

The boss was a little stunned when he saw the book full of barbecues.

He looked at the two people in confusion, a little unbelievable.

"Are the belly of these two people the bottomless pit?"

Just as he was stunned, a stack of red banknotes were stuffed into his hands.

“Serve the dishes.”

Zhang Shuo said lightly.

The boss looked at the banknotes in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth immediately rose.

"Okay!"

Whatever the customers do, just give them money and serve the food!

"I met a big customer today."

The boss happily continued to start barbecuing. Not long after, another full table came. On the night market and on some nearby tables, people seemed to have noticed these two young men and women with great appetite.

It’s fine if a man can eat it. This woman looks so slim, but she eats surprisingly fast and is also shocking. The most important thing is that there is no expression of discomfort on her face.

"Is it a food broadcaster?"

Some people speculated, but quickly rejected it. Many food broadcasts are actually fake. And even if they are really eaten, they cannot eat so much. This completely goes beyond the scope of normal people.

Their eyes fell more and more on these strange two people.

At this time, Zhang Shuo called the boss again.

"Another one hundred skewers, two beer, and ten kilograms of slightly spicy spicy crayfish."

The people around were completely stunned.
Chapter completed!