Big Eye Feng and the others squeezed in until their hands were soft to the touch, and then they remembered that it was time to eat something.
Seeing that Zhang Hengu was a little unhappy, Tong Tong patted Zhang Hengu on the shoulder and asked, "Old Gu, did you not touch any beautiful women today? Come on, smell my hand. It smells like any brand of perfume. I passed it by my hand today."
I have at least eight beauties on my hands. How about I lend you some next time?"
Zhang Hengu touched his hand and said the most humane truth for men in the world: "It's so slippery."
"Go, get out of here, I feel like vomiting after hearing this," Tongtong said.
Everyone laughed.
Zhang Hengu laughed a few times with everyone, but he was still thinking about the woman who got into the car wearing a T-shirt. Although she changed into fashionable clothes, she looked the same as Zhang Momo from every angle. Zhang
What Hengu couldn't figure out was that Zhang Momo was far away in the Dai Gang, how could he come to Beijing? Although she could write a few words, she couldn't speak and had never been out. Not to mention coming to Beijing, she was just asked to go to Huahai County
You probably won’t be able to go, right?
He must have seen it wrong. Zhang Hengu comforted himself. In fact, this cannot be blamed on Zhang Hengu. He had been away from Zhang Mogu for too long, and Zhang Mogu's importance in Zhang Hengu's heart was too great. Today
If you see a beautiful woman who looks like Zhang Momo, maybe if you see a kitten or puppy tomorrow, you will imagine that she looks like Zhang Momo, right?
Big-eyed Feng could tell that Zhang Hengu had something on his mind, but he didn't expect that Zhang Hengu would have such complicated thoughts. Everyone has their own privacy. As an outstanding and educated young man, he certainly knew how to deal with such matters.
No matter, don't ask. It's better than anything else.
There is a small street not far from the platform. Many snacks such as Lanzhou Ramen, Shaxian snacks, etc. are all next to each other. The sounds of hawking and the sounds of pots and pans form a symphony. Big-eyed Feng brought a few
A brother came here. A mess of disposable tachyons and wrapping paper were thrown on the ground in the small street. Occasionally, there were pieces of water stains and scraps piled on the roadside. Zhang Hengu sometimes thought that maybe every
Every big city has such slums. If you don’t really live here, there is no way to put it together with the capital of China. Fortunately, the current novels are time travel back to ancient times. If it is location time travel, I am afraid that the third
In one sentence, we have to ask, what year BC was this?
Big Eye Feng asked everyone what they wanted to eat. Once here, Big Eye Feng could confidently ask his brothers to order food. Anyway, no matter what he wanted to eat, it was either ramen noodles, shaved noodles, or egg noodles. The more expensive ones cost five yuan a bowl, but the cheaper ones.
It costs three yuan a bowl, which is not much different in total.
Tongtong said: "I don't care about you, I only eat ramen."
Since he eats ramen, and ramen is cheap and affordable, of course he should all eat ramen. Several people found a ramen stall, each ordered two large bowls of ramen, and opened a few bottles of beer.
While several people were eating and drinking, an old man walked over from a distance, and when his blank expression swept across his face, his face suddenly lit up.
This person is none other than the one we mentioned before. In folk terms, he is called a master, in official terms, he is a philosopher, and in professional terms, he is a scholar.
He walked around Zhang Hengu three times in a row, looked up and down for a long time, touched the few beards on his chin, nodded, and said nothing.
Zhang Hen Gu Zheng was single-mindedly dealing with the strongest Lanzhou Ramen. Someone was circling around to look at him, but he didn't know it at all. But Feng's big eyes widened and he said: "Hey, old man, if you want to eat,
If you want to go with the boss and ask me to pay for you later, don't even think about it. If you don't want to eat, you can go wherever you want."
"I won't talk to you. I see that this little brother is shining brightly in heaven. He is rich and noble. Hey, little brother, I have a fate with you. You are here." The old man didn't even look at the big brother.
Looking in that direction, he said to himself.
None of these people realized that Zhang Hengu didn't know, and neither did Big Eye Feng. This was a decisive hexagram. He directly determined Zhang Hengu's future direction, including Big Eye Feng, and even ten thousand others.
Myself. To exaggerate, this is a hexagram that determines the direction of the history of the Dai Gang. If future generations want to write a book about Zhang Hengu, this scene should be written in a big book. It is a pity that such a historically significant thing
The incident actually ended with murder and escape.
At this historic moment, Zhang Hengu had no idea that this old man had anything to do with him. He just raised his head and glanced at the old man, thinking that it was not easy for this old man to look at him. If he gets rich in the future, he will
When you meet him, buy him a bowl of ramen and then lower your head to continue your own ramen operation. He never believes in fortune telling, he only believes in making money to eat. If you don't work, you won't have food, and if you don't eat, you won't be able to work.
Except for eating, all the money he earned was given back to Zhang Momo, and no one else thought about it at all.
Big-eyed Feng Xiaoxiao said: "Then you tell me a fortune first to see if I am destined to have a son?" The old man didn't even raise his head and said: "There is a time in life, but there is no time in life."
Don't force it. When you kill people in the future, you must accumulate some moral virtue." Big-eyed Feng heard that his words were nonsense, and laughed and said: "You really have this ability, why don't you count when you become rich?" "Hey,
Believe it or not, you will come to me one day after what I said. This is my business card. If you need anything, you can call me. Let me tell you, young man, although your official career is prosperous, you will not be more than three years old.
God, you must be in a bloody disaster. Don't say I didn't warn you when the time comes. If one day you know how powerful I am, it won't be too late to call me."
"Really? Why didn't I feel it?" Tongtong took over the conversation and said, "Why don't you tell me a fortune first? If it's right, you can say how much it is. If it's not right, then get out of here.
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The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the same person seriously, and said: "This is easy to say, but I have a special characteristic of fortune-telling, just like my name. Alas, you know my name, right?"
Tongtong said: "You think you are Obama, I know your ass."
"No, no. My name is not Fu. This is my business card." Then he handed the same business card to the same person and said, "I don't have ten thousand, so the name was given by my master..."
"Okay, okay, don't talk so much nonsense, just do the math for me, one day I can marry a wife." Tongtong said, winking at a few people, even Zhang Hengu understood the meaning, thinking this
The old man is going to be in trouble.
"This needs to be said carefully. Within three days, you will be famous."
Everyone thinks that the so-called "seeing red" in the calculation of ten thousand means marrying the bride with the word "happiness" in red, but they don't know that there is another situation where "seeing red" can also happen.
Tongtong and everyone else were stunned. This nonsense should be postponed for a few more days. Isn't it obvious that this is nonsense?
Seeing everyone's daze, the self-proclaimed calculator explained: "When my master taught me, he said that every time I got one calculation right, I would get 10,000 wrong."
"Then are they your ten thousandth or ten thousand and one?" Big-eyed Feng said with some humor.
"If he is the right one." Shuangwu Tenwan pointed at Zhang Hengu, and then turned his attention to Tongtong, "Then he will be the first among the 10,000th."
Before he finished speaking, Tongtong raised the bowl and swung it at him, pouring even the soup and water onto his heads.
"You haven't eaten yet, why are you so annoying? You have to hold this bowl carefully. If it falls and breaks, it's your fault."
The soup was still hot, and the old man jumped up immediately. Who should pay and who should not pay? Even this numerology scientist couldn't care so much. He screamed first, then screamed again, and lay down straight.
"Run away!" Tongtong shouted and ran away first.
Zhang Hengu was still dealing with half a bowl of ramen, not paying attention to the old man's words and Tongtong's actions. It wasn't until everyone ran away that he found an old man lying on the ground, seemingly out of breath.
Out of anger.
Whose old man had a heart attack? Zhang Hengu lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly understood what was going on. He let go and ran away.
"Killing! Killing!" The loud voice of the landlady almost spread throughout the world.
Zhang Hengu thought, if this woman is a good reporter, if she commits suicide, the Security Council must hear about it.
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