It happened that Wang Qi was also a little hungry.
So he parked the car next to the food stall and took the little girl out of the car: "Uncle, I will take you to eat something first."
The place is small and full of the smell of fireworks from the market.
The belongings that seemed to be of some age had been wiped clean.
A light bulb emits dim light.
In the hazy mist, the small stall looks like an isolated island in the sea.
The boss standing behind the boiler stove is a middle-aged man.
He was wearing a quaint blue cloth outfit that is rarely seen nowadays and has a sense of the times, with an apron tied around his waist.
He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, giving people a very gentle feeling.
There was just a long scar under his right eye, which gave him a somewhat ferocious look.
Seeing Wang Qi appear with the little girl, he seemed a little surprised.
Several diners at the narrator's stall also looked over curiously.
"Boss, are you still open at this late hour?" Wang Qi asked curiously.
"This place is open at night." The boss was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile and a gentle voice.
"It's open at night, that's good." Wang Qi nodded.
Why didn’t I discover this great place when I was delivering food before?
There are restaurants open at night, but they are expensive and taste bad. This food stall looks quite authentic.
After the live broadcast is over, you can bring Linlin and the others here for a late night snack.
"What are they selling here?" Wang Qi asked as he didn't see a menu on the stall.
"There are only wontons and sesame seed pancakes, but you can order whatever you want, as long as it's something I can cook."
"Is this still possible?"
Wang Qi's expression was filled with joy: "Then boss, please make me a Buddha and jump over the wall."
"..."
The boss's expression froze. He picked up the kitchen knife on the vegetable pile and asked with a smile: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly."
"I just want wontons..." Wang Qi quickly changed his words. He couldn't even make a joke. He lowered his head and asked the little girl, "What do you want to eat?"
The little girl thought for a while and said, "I want to eat meatball soup."
"Can we do it?" Wang Qi asked the boss.
"Okay." The boss nodded, "Seven yuan for wontons and twelve yuan for meatball soup. Please pay first."
Wang Qi took out his mobile phone and scanned the boss's stall: "Where is your QR code?"
"What's two-dimensional?" The boss was stunned.
Among the diners nearby, someone said, "Boss, you are such an antique. It's a QR code. Everyone is using it now."
The boss shook his head: "I don't. We only accept cash here."
He looked at Wang Qi, the meaning in his eyes was clear, he couldn't do it without cash.
I didn’t expect that there are still vendors without QR codes these days, but I learned a lot.
Wang Qi groped around on his body and took out a few tickets. They were small-value tickets left over from the dice lottery. They totaled twenty or thirty yuan.
"Just in time, let's have two bowls of meatball soup." Wang Qi handed over the twenty-four yuan bill.
The boss took the tickets, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and gave Wang Qi a few more.
Wang Qi was about to ask the boss why, when the diner who had spoken to him before said eagerly: "Brother, please ignore the boss, he is an old man, but the wontons here are very good, you can try it."
"Okay." Wang Qi collected the ticket and pulled the little girl towards the table and chairs over there.
There are now four diners in the food stall, and three of them are sitting at the same table, including the person who just spoke to them, who is asking Wang Qi and the little girl to sit with them.
There was another person sitting at the table next to him who was drinking.
The boss got busy. There were two pots on the stove, and he put wonton stew and meatballs into them respectively.
The rich fragrance spread quickly.
Wang Qi chatted with the three diners at the table and became familiar with them.
The diner I spoke to earlier was a man of quite a young age, energetic, quite fashionable, and dressed in all kinds of flashy clothes.
His voice was a bit shrill, and he raised his orchid fingers from time to time.
He asked Wang Qi to call him Uncle Tian.
There is a young and beautiful girl named Xiaoling.
It was quite cold, and she was wearing a miniskirt, revealing a pair of slender legs.
Finally, there was a very fat man, very easy-going, with a smile on his face.
The name is also weird, just let Wang Qi call him Brother Cat.
They are regular customers here. They often gather at a table in the evening, order a bottle of beer, a few dishes of side dishes, chat and drink, and the night is over.
It's quite atmospheric.
It can be seen that the boss does not open this food stall to make money.
It just provides a place for these diners to chat and drink after a hard day's work.
Uncle Tian was teasing the little girl and asked Wang Qi: "Is this your child?"
"No." Wang Qi shook his head, "I just saw her walking alone on the road, so I brought her here. You guys live nearby. Have you seen her before? Do you know where her home is?"
"I haven't seen it before," the three said.
Uncle Tian's face was full of regret: "Poor thing, don't be afraid, you will be safe here."
"A policeman will be here in a moment. You can safely leave the little girl to him." Xiaoling said, her eyes suddenly glanced at the diners drinking at the table next to her.
"Send someone?" Wang Qi was a little confused when he heard this title.
You mean the police?
This title is quite distinctive. Is it a Cantonese saying?
"Yes, Ah Hua will definitely take good care of this child." Uncle Tian agreed.
The policeman's name seems to be Ahua.
While they were talking, the boss came over with two bowls of food and placed them in front of Wang Qi and the little girl.
"Sir, please use it slowly."
"Have a try, the boss's wontons are very authentic." Uncle Tian greeted, "It's just a pity that no strangers have come here for a long time."
No, opening a store in such a remote place late at night, it was only fate that I found this place.
Wang Qi complained in his heart and picked up the spoon to taste the wontons.
The little girl was already very hungry. She tried to eat a meatball with a spoon and immediately started to enjoy it.
"Eat slowly, poor child, you will be full." Uncle Tian sat next to him and said lovingly.
"These wontons are good." Wang Qi commented.
Although this food stall is very simple, the wontons are cooked authentically and delicious, and the soup is also very delicious.
After eating, my body felt warm.
At this time, there was only a popping sound, and the diners drinking at the table next to him dropped the wine bottle in their hands to the ground.
"What a rotten place! The food tastes so bad, and it's so expensive!" he cursed.
The little girl was startled and subconsciously moved closer to Wang Qi.
When Wang Qi was comforting the little girl, he saw the boss holding the kitchen knife again with an unhappy expression.
This...Wang Qi suspected that the boss must have a story in the past!
The three diners at the table actually showed interesting expressions.
This diner was a young man with a crew cut. He seemed to be a little drunk, and he was staggering to argue with the boss.
Wang Qi stood up and walked over, held his shoulders and pushed him back to the table.
"Sit tight and sober up first." Wang Qi persuaded him kindly.
The young man with a flat head struggled hard and tried to stand up from the table.
But Wang Qi's hand on his shoulder seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, preventing him from moving at all.
The boss and other diners all showed some surprise.
"You drink and cause trouble at the food stalls at night. You are not afraid of others laughing at you. Why do you think you are so drunk here?" Wang Qi couldn't see this kind of bully and fear of the strong and acted tyrannically everywhere. He began to reason with the other party.
The young man with a flat head struggled for a while and found that the hand on his shoulder remained motionless.
I don’t know if he was discouraged or if he was really moved by Wang Qi’s great principles.
He burst into tears suddenly.
"Woo... Why should I do that transfer ceremony? Why should I..."
This move caught Wang Qi a bit off guard.
"What kind of transfer ceremony?" he asked curiously. This word triggered his nerves in popular science live broadcast.
The young man with a flat head was whimpering, probably because he wanted to find someone to cry to, so he told his story.
The three diners at the next table picked up their wine glasses and looked like they were listening.
The crew-cut young man's life has been a little rough lately, as all kinds of troubles have suddenly come to him.
By chance, he was in a group and heard about a transshipment ritual.
If you follow the ritual, you can summon the God of Good Luck.
Possessed by the God of Fortune, he can get rid of all troubles and make everything go smoothly.
Originally, he didn't believe in those gods and ghosts, but when people are in trouble, their thoughts will inevitably change.
With the idea of giving it a try anyway without paying for it, he performed the transfer ceremony that night.
That's when he discovered something surprising.
It felt like... something had fallen on me, something heavy.
What surprised him even more was that he found that his luck had indeed improved.
All troubles are solved and everything goes smoothly.
Is there really a blessed god in this world?
But just when he became convinced of this idea, his life suddenly began to take a turn for the worse.
All kinds of terrible misfortunes befell him one after another.
Finally, finally...
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, of of of of...
The diners shook their heads and sighed.
Wang Qi sighed and patted the flat-headed young man on the back.
It is clear……
He has encountered a new type of fraud!
Give me some benefits first, gain your trust, and then start slaughtering the fat sheep.
This trick was originally used to deceive old men and women.
But in recent years, fraud gangs have become more sophisticated, and some young people have begun to fall prey to them frequently.
The young man with a flat head is a tragic example.
The fraud gang he met was very smart and actually used the transfer ritual to defraud people.
Wang Qi could even guess their fraud steps.
First, he tricked the young man with a flat head into performing a transshipment ritual, and then secretly took action behind his back to solve some of the troubles in the young man with a flat head.
Let the flat-headed young man have no doubt about the so-called God of Fortune.
Feeling like something is falling on you... is actually a psychological effect.
The next step is simple.
"I am the God of Fortune. I have been in trouble recently. Please transfer 50,000 yuan to me quickly and I will bless you later."
The young man with a crew cut may have received similar text messages.
In this way, he fell into the abyss step by step...
"How pitiful." Brother Cat sighed while drinking beer, "There have been quite a few recently."
"Huh?" Wang Qi looked at Brother Cat in surprise, "Are there other victims?"
Brother Cat seemed to know a lot of things and nodded to confirm: "There are quite a few. I know four of them."
Wang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. He was an atheist science popularizer and fraud matters were not his responsibility. However, this fraud gang used the transfer ritual to defraud, so that fell within his scope of business.
It seems that he has found the content for his next live broadcast!