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Chapter 134 fortune telling

After looking around the hall, the Taoist priest sat down.

"Here's some rabbit meat." The Taoist priest pointed to the hare in the little white fox's mouth, "Let's cook it with this."

He proudly bared his teeth at the little white fox and said, "We will also go back and forth to snatch food from the fox's mouth." It was quite a pleasure to have a great revenge.

"Hey, I want it too." Guaizai, who was chatting with Fu Nan, raised his hand in greeting.

Cao'er was not to be outdone, Yu Sheng said: "We'll wait until your debt is paid off."

"Consistency after consistency, so much consistency." Cao'er lay on the table miserable.

Ever since she owed money to the inn, she felt that she would never be able to pay it back.

"It's okay, we'll share the food later." Guaizai said.

Cao'er straightened up happily and said, "Rabbits are very good at eating. Now it's time to let them know that they will always pay back if they come out to fool around."

Fu Nian couldn't help but wave his hand, "Go, adults, talk, children, don't interrupt."

"You're not allowed to say that." Guai Zai grabbed Cao'er and said, "We are good friends."

"Good friends? What a coincidence, Cao'er and I are also good friends." Fu Nan changed his tone.

"I don't know him." Cao'er was very disrespectful, which made Fu Nan a little confused for a while.

Yu Sheng was cleaning up the rabbits in the kitchen when a cold voice from the system suddenly sounded:

Congratulations to the host for completing the random mission [Decisive Battle at Sadness House]. The mission reward is 500 merit points. A random recipe has been sent, please check it.

Yu Sheng was stunned, why did Shangxinlou give up its brand of being the best porridge in Yangzhou?

After thinking about it for a moment, Yu Sheng felt that if he were the shopkeeper of Shangxinlou, he would also choose to give up.

Nowadays, when people in Yangzhou talk about the best porridge, they all jokingly call Shangxinlou the best porridge in Yangzhou.

But everyone knows what they think in their hearts.

If Shangxinlou insists on not taking off this sign, it will only become the laughing stock of diners in the city.

Now that I have taken this sign off, I have gained a good reputation for being aboveboard and brave enough to admit shortcomings.

Thinking about this for the rest of my life, I casually clicked on the recipe issued by the system and saw that this dish was called Fairy Chicken.

"Fairy chicken?" Yu Sheng heard this name and was surprised. After a curious glance, he felt that this fairy chicken was very suitable for Caoer and Guaizai.

When the braised rabbit meat was brought out, Caoer and Guaizai ate it immediately, and the Taoist priest also enjoyed it.

As for the little white fox catching rabbits, Yu Sheng secretly served some for it.

It's a bit embarrassing to watch people eating so richly from the sidelines.

He deliberately took advantage of the meal to get a glimpse of the inner face of the green gauze, but the green gauze curtain was a bit too big, so it was strange that he always put vegetables into the green gauze and ate it in small bites.

Seeing this, Fu Nan returned listlessly to the old man playing chess.

"Although Fu Nan has a bad name, he is a nice person." Yu Sheng sat down and said, "I thought..."

"The way he looks embarrassed when he can't find anything to talk about is quite cute." Wei Zai is shaking her body again, which is what she does when she eats something good.

"But, as the person said yesterday, who really likes me when I look so ugly?" Seeing that there was no one around, Wei Zai boldly pinched a piece of rabbit meat with his hands, "It's better to enjoy this life and never go back again.

You’re looking for trouble.”

"Shopkeeper, bring me some wine," the Taoist priest urged.

"I want it too." Guaizai said.



When Ye Zigao and the others returned to the inn, they saw the car at the door and looked at it with interest.

It's just that the Taoist priests kept a close eye on them, preventing them from getting a glimpse of what was going on in the car.

Stepping into the inn, Ye Zigao told Yu Sheng that Shangxinlou had taken down the "Yangzhou No. 1 Porridge" sign.

When he said this, Ye Zigao still stared at Wei Zai in fear.

"Oh." Yu Sheng agreed without surprise.

"Oh?" Ye Zigao said.

"As expected," Yu Sheng pretended to be profound, "based on my craftsmanship, they can only be defeated."

"By the way, how's Jin Yiwei doing?" He still thinks about the wolf demon for the rest of his life.

Bai happily said: "The city lord took action last night, and nearly a hundred wolf monsters were killed in the forest of Linshui Town."

"The city lord took action after all." Fu Nan came to inquire about the news, and sighed after hearing it, not knowing whether he was happy or sad.

After lunch, Uncle Shi led a group of people to perform a ritual at the entrance of the inn, with a blind storyteller beside him to add to the fun.

The Taoist priest came out with enough energy and asked curiously: "What does Zha Long do?"

"Dance the dragon and pray for rain." Li Zheng said.

"Pray for rain? Come to me." The Taoist priest said, "I am very good at divination, fortune-telling, and praying for children and rain."

Li Zheng and Uncle Shi looked at each other. Although this Taoist priest's car was very magical, they still couldn't trust him.

"You can't trust me, can you? Just wait." The Taoist priest said, "I'll go around the town and check the feng shui, and I'll tell you your fortune when I come back."

Without giving anyone a chance to refuse, the Taoist priest clasped his hands behind his back and walked towards the east end of the street.

Li Zhengdao: "Perhaps the Taoist master really has some skills?"

"Yes, why don't we let the Taoist priest give it a try, and we'll be prepared?" Aunt Ma said.

They chatted and continued to kill the dragon while waiting for the Taoist priest to come back.

"Hey, Fu Nan is really worthy of his name. The family must be too poor to uncover the blame."

Ye Zigao pointed to the rich and poor house and said, "Look at that mouse. It's so hungry that it's so thin that only its bones are left."

Yu Sheng was delighted to see this mouse coming out of the window and running feebly to the east.

After about half an hour, the Taoist priest came back with his hands behind his back.

"Who is Pork Nine?" the Taoist shouted to the crowd.

"I am." Zhu Zhujiu stood up.

"Your pig house is about to collapse," the Taoist said.

Zhu Zhujiu's house was not far from the inn. As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound and the sound of a wall collapsing came from Zhu Zhujiu's house.

"Oh, Cuihua." The one who feels distressed is not Zhu Zhujiu, but Yu Sheng.

Cuihua had long been on Yu Sheng's mind, and even entered the book where the rich and the poor followed Yu Sheng's records.

When Zhu Zhujiu was stunned, his wife ran out and called him, "Hurry, come back quickly, the pig pen has collapsed."

Zhu Zhujiu hurried home, and Yu Sheng reminded him from behind, "Brother Jiu, if anything happens to Cuihua, remember to leave your head for me."

"It's really amazing." The villagers who stayed behind looked at the Taoist priest and marveled.

The Taoist priest asked again: "Who is Li Zheng?"

Li Zheng stood up and asked, "Is my pigsty going to collapse too?" He said and was about to walk back.

"No, no," the Taoist priest said, "the money you hid on the beam last night just fell to the ground."

"Is there any?" The villagers asked him for confirmation.

"It's really true." Li Zheng sat down awkwardly, thinking that yesterday, he was a Taoist priest, and today he was a Taoist priest.

Everyone has some faith in the Taoist priest's ability to tell fortunes.

The Taoist priest then asked: "Who is the rich man?"

"They are playing chess inside." Yu Sheng pointed at the inn, "He also hid money?"

This guy owes the inn money for drinks. His salary as a royal guard is not enough for drinks.

"That's not true. There are four to five meters of rat holes behind his rice vat. If he is really hungry, he can dig them out to meet his urgent needs."

"He ate it, what did the mouse eat?" Yu Sheng defended the emaciated mouse just now.

The Taoist priest counted his fingers and said, "The rat has found another way to make a living. I feel sorry for him."

"You can figure this out." Yu Sheng said, "Then what are the immediate worries about our inn?"

"This inn of yours," the Taoist priest pointed at it for a while, said, "There is indeed a demonic aura in it, but the Taoist priest can't figure it out."


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