Li Mengnan squatted on the cement steps next to the food stall with a smile on his face, his eyes just level with the female stall owner.
The so-called "cheap look" is just Wu Ansu's wishful thinking. In fact, although Li Mengnan is not popular with everyone, he is definitely above the standard level of ordinary male appearance, and he even looks a bit honest when he smiles.
Simple and honest... It is no exaggeration to say that the words "I am a good person" are almost written on his face.
The female stall owner wiped the sweat from her forehead caused by the heat and said politely: "Well, brother, tell me..."
"Sister, do you think my face is clean?"
Not far away, Wu Ansu covered his face and was speechless again, and Li Mengnan started to play tricks again.
The female stall owner was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Li Mengnan meant by this meaningless sentence, but she was not impatient and smiled kindly: "It's quite clean, there's nothing dirty."
"But my pocket is cleaner than my face."
As he spoke, as if to prove his words, Li Mengnan took out the linings of the few pockets he could see on his body, and they were trembling pitifully in the wind like a few small white flags.
The female stall owner was quite nice and didn't show any disgust. She smiled slightly and said: "Brother, you didn't bring any money, right? It's okay. I heard you have a foreign accent. It's your first time in Sanshan City, right? Just treat it as a treat for you.
food."
Li Mengnan waved his hand and said righteously: "Sister, you misunderstood. Do you think that my good-looking face with eight arrows and eight stars looks like a person who eats King's meals without paying for it?"
"Well……"
After all, the female stall owner was not Wu Ansu, and she was not used to Li Mengnan's sudden and sudden way of speaking, so she didn't know how to continue.
"Or else." Li Mengnan suddenly waved the floral tablecloth in front of the female stall owner and said seriously: "I have a family heirloom cornucopia here. I will lend it to you for one night to use as money for our stew.
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The female stall owner was completely confused and waved her hands repeatedly: "Brother, you don't have to do this, it's just a matter of a few dollars..."
"Boss, this little brother's stew money is mine!"
Several diners who had seen Li Mengnan's "God of Soy Sauce" trick before thought that Li Mengnan really didn't bring any money, and hurriedly spoke out to save him.
"Okay, Li Mengnan, stop playing and leave quickly."
Wu Ansu had never had the experience of not paying for a meal, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed on his face. He took out the money from his pocket and stepped forward to pull Li Mengnan.
Unexpectedly, when I reached out and touched it, I found nothing. The wallet in my pocket disappeared without knowing it!
At the same time, Li Mengnan had moved a matza and sat next to the food stall, looking like an old god. The two-foot square tablecloth was spread under his feet, and four broken bricks were used to press the four corners of the tablecloth to prevent it from being eaten.
Blow away in the night wind.
If there was a big Bagua picture on it, it would look like a charlatan who walks around the streets telling fortunes and reading Feng Shui.
The junior high school girl didn't leave after eating the stew. Seeing Li Mengnan in this posture, she suddenly became interested and walked forward and said: "Brother, this is just a piece of cloth, where is your cornucopia?"
Li Mengnan hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that the piece of cloth didn't look like a basin. He picked up the soy sauce pot on the table next to him and poured a black circle on the light-colored tablecloth.
It’s not gone anymore, it’s a perfect cornucopia.
Several nearby customers burst out laughing, and the little girl couldn't help laughing. She knelt down and asked, "Brother, your soy sauce god is too omnipotent, isn't it? It's become a cornucopia in such a short time..."
"The mighty gods need no explanation." Li Mengnan said very calmly.
"Brother, you are so interesting." The little girl smiled sweetly, with a protruding little tiger tooth exposed at the corner of her mouth, which was a bit cute like the little girl of the Lin family. "Then what is the use of this cornucopia of yours?"
"Swallowing silver and spitting out gold."
"Swallowing silver and spitting out gold?"
"Try throwing some money in there." Li Mengnan prompted.
The little Huya girl took out a five-yuan note from her pink wallet and was about to throw it into the circle when Li Mengnan raised her hand to stop her.
"What's wrong?" the little girl Huya asked in confusion.
"Let me declare in advance that once this money is swallowed by my cornucopia, it will never be recovered. Don't cry when the time comes."
"It's okay, it's just five dollars."
The little girl Huya shook her head nonchalantly and casually placed the five-yuan note in the circle in front of her.
After letting it sit for a few seconds, the lavender banknote was still in place. The little girl Huya couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"This cornucopia knows how to live, and it won't eat until I feed it."
Li Mengnan bent down slightly, stretched out his right index finger and middle finger and tapped the banknote twice. When he raised his hand again, there was no trace of the banknote.
"How amazing!" The little girl Huya couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed.
Of course she would not be stupid enough to believe that the five yuan was really swallowed up by the so-called "treasure bowl". It was obvious that Li Mengnan had transferred it away by some unknown means, and it was probably hidden somewhere on Li Mengnan's body.
But the problem is that she didn't understand how Li Mengnan could transfer the five-yuan note that was more than ten centimeters long at such a close distance - you know, Li Mengnan only wore a pair of clothes.
It was a short-sleeved T-shirt, with most of the arms exposed, and there was no possibility of hiding money in the sleeves.
The little girl from Huya seemed to be a little unfaithful, so she took out another ten-dollar bill and planned to throw it in. However, a fat customer next to her threw a one-yuan coin in first.
Li Mengnan reached out and tapped the coin. The coin disappeared for a few seconds and then suddenly popped out of the circle out of thin air. The little Huya girl who was watching the movements of Li Mengnan's hand was startled.
"Sorry, it said this thing is too hard and a bit biting." Li Mengnan looked up at the fat man and said calmly.
It was said to be a "cornucopia", but all onlookers knew clearly that Li Mengnan's behavior at this moment was closer to a street performer, and the lost money was equivalent to a reward for watching magic.
These days, you have to pay one yuan to beg for food. No matter what, people rely on their own skills to eat. It is better not to pay this amount of money. This is no different from being slapped in the face.
Seeing the disdainful looks from the people around him, the fat man felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly threw down the ten dollars and squeezed out of the crowd with a red face without even looking at the result.
There are many customers who come to the food stall to eat stewed rice. It is the first time for many of them to see this kind of street magic show. Out of curiosity, someone will throw a few bills into the circle from time to time to experience this almost supernatural phenomenon for themselves.
of magic.
Wu Ansu lost his wallet and was too embarrassed to eat the Overlord meal. He could only sit patiently and wait for Li Mengnan to make money by performing. He thought that Li Mengnan would leave after making enough money for food. Who knew that this guy would get more and more excited the more he played, and there would be more than one person in one sitting.