Zhou Laigui said sadly: "I only have two thousand yuan with me, and I borrowed it."
The old man said speechlessly: "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
"Let's go, let's eat quickly. If we go late, we can only drink soup."
Zhou Laigui prayed: "Senior, my monthly salary belongs to you. Please help me get a fire pill. I am a great kindness. I will repay you as a cow or a horse in my next life."
The old man glared and said: "One code is one code, who can say clearly what will happen in the next life?"
"You will be a cow or a horse in your next life, maybe I will be a cow or a horse too."
"What, you give me the grass to eat?"
"There is green grass everywhere, I need you to be polite?"
"You are forty-three this year. This year is not counted. Counting from next year, there will only be seven years until you are fifty."
"The salary is thirty-six thousand a year, and it looks like two hundred and fifty thousand in seven years."
"You can't make mistakes during this period, and you can't be driven down the mountain."
"I still have to spend on daily expenses..."
"Loss money, can't do it, can't do it."
The old man clasped his fingers and strode forward: "I have been in Taoism for sixty years and I have never done any business at a loss."
"You can't afford to lose money on the coffin."
Zhou Laigui still wanted to talk, but the old man quickened his pace, walking tens of meters in one step.
I subconsciously wanted to keep up, but luckily I woke up in time.
What the hell, I am now a handyman disciple.
If you take this step, I can guarantee that the Dao Sect Law Enforcement Hall will come to you immediately.
If nothing else, the charge of being a spy is quite clear.
My heart felt chilly, and I told myself that I must stay calm at all times.
I have no cultivation, I am just an ordinary mortal, as helpless as before.
At eleven o'clock, we followed the old man to the cafeteria of the handyman disciples.
Because I came early, there were no other disciples in the hall yet.
The old man pointed to the dinner plate and reminded: "Put the rice first."
The iron dinner plates are exactly the same as those in the school cafeteria.
I followed the old man, waited for him to finish the dishes, and quickly handed the plate to the "canteen aunt".
Yes, the waiters turned out to be a group of old women in their fifties.
All of them have fat heads, big ears, and shiny faces.
Chatting, talking, picking noses, spitting.
I stood in front of the glass window, my eyes fixed on the corner.
There, an aunt was picking at her feet and pulling out a piece of dead skin.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t lose it. It’s neatly placed on the apron. Well, keep pulling it.
His stomach felt sour that he almost vomited it out.
No wonder an old disciple told Zhou Laigui to be mentally prepared when eating.
this......
This requires more than just preparation, but also enough courage.
"Hurry up, what kind of food do you want?" The aunt urged angrily, holding the iron spoon.
I took a closer look and was dumbfounded.
Meat dishes include sweet and sour crucian carp head, braised duck butt, and stir-fried chicken offal.
Vegetarian dishes are shredded potatoes, Chinese cabbage, and lotus root.
Three meats and three vegetables, black and green, looks pretty good, giving people the illusion of being delicious.
But in fact, the gills in the fish's head are still there.