Chapter 330 It's so delicious

Chapter 330 It's so delicious

Chapter 330 It's so delicious
Renjia Town.

What awaits Tan Wenjie is every imaginable social engagement.

After walking a few steps out of the restaurant, Tan Wenjie, who was shaking just now, suddenly had clear eyes and steady steps. By the time he walked out of the street, he had completely returned to normal, and only a slight smell of alcohol could be smelled on his body.

After one game ends, there is another one.

This time it was very simple, with only one table set up in the charity cemetery.

But it is also not simple, because the reconstruction of the charity cemetery has been completed. Uncle Jiu’s charity cemetery has been changed from old and dilapidated to now have bamboo forests, pavilions and even a small pond.

It's a two-story building with a small chicken coop next to it.

An explosion caused Uncle Jiu's living standard to rise sharply.

Tan Wenjie felt that it was a good thing to spend little money to accomplish great things. He was very lucky in terms of wealth, so he could earn back the money by asking Uncle Jiu to help him run errands.

As soon as I entered the door, two figures came over.

"Brother Jie, you're here!"

"Brother Jack!"

When Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai saw Tan Wenjie, they felt disgusted, which gave Tan Wenjie goose bumps on his arms. He couldn't figure out whether there was real danger or he was just disgusted.

"Who's coming?"

"Master Ikkyu, Uncle Simu."

Before entering the door, Tan Wenjie took off his coat, and Qiu Sheng came over and took the clothes for him.

Tan Wenjie stopped and looked at the two smiling people warily.

"You guys don't want red envelopes, do you?"

"Brother Jie, Happy New Year!" X2
It was too straightforward, and he felt there was something wrong.

Tan Wenjie took out two red envelopes and handed them to the two of them with some doubt. He had prepared a thick stack of red envelopes before going out. He would give red envelopes to the children of business partners or people who said auspicious words on the street. In short, he would give them out when he saw them.

The two took the red envelope and immediately opened it and took a look.

"Thank you, Brother Jie!"

"Thank you, Brother Jie!"

Thank you, but don't leave.

"Something's wrong with you. Do you need my help with something?" Tan Wenjie always felt that something was not right. If someone is too nice to you for no reason, he must be a traitor or a thief. Since the two of them took the red envelopes and didn't turn against each other, there must be something else going on.

"no!"

"Really do not have!"

The two shook their heads and said decisively. Tan Wenjie handed the clothes to Qiu Sheng doubtfully.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the aroma of wine.

It must be fragrant, this is the wine produced by Mr. Tan’s Winery in Jiuquan Town.

Master Ikkyu, Uncle Jiu and Simu have already taken their seats.

The dishes on the table were not rich, just home-cooked dishes. Tan Wenjie, who had been eating chicken and fish every day recently, wanted to eat something light.

"I'm not late, am I?" Tan Wenjie pulled out a chair.

"You are the only one missing."

When people who are practicing cultivation talk about things in the spiritual world, they naturally talk about them.

All four of them have a certain level of Taoism, and some can even be said to be top-ranked figures of the current era. According to normal logic, they should talk about the harm caused by demons in the chaotic world and talk about the inheritance of Taoism.

Or you can be more elegant, taste the breeze and the bright moon, and recite a few lines of romance in your heart.

He can’t be considered a fairy, but in the eyes of ordinary people he is definitely a “land fairy”.

In fact...

Simu and Ikkyu were fighting with chopsticks. Whenever they met, they would bicker and then compete. They kicked each other under the table and fought with their chopsticks on the table. A piece of tofu actually flew up from their chopsticks like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, bouncing and climbing up continuously.

Until a vegetable leaf flew onto Uncle Jiu's face.

"Gudong"*2
A monk and a Taoist looked at Uncle Jiu nervously.

"...Uncle Jiu!" Tan Wenjie felt Uncle Jiu's cold gaze and immediately said, "It's almost the New Year and it's not appropriate to see blood."

Tan Wenjie closed his eyes.

As long as you can't see it, it's fine.

It's a pity that they didn't fight in the end. Tan Wenjie felt a little regretful. This was the most visually impactful collision offline, with the Taoist and the monk "fighting". He thought Master Ikkyu was going to pull his hair. After all, he had no hair, so he had a greater advantage in the fight.

I secretly thought it was a pity.

Tan Wenjie cleared his throat: "I'm not a troublemaker..."

Three pairs of eyes looked at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm telling you not to waste food."

He looked down and around.

That’s not right. You two were fighting so fiercely, but why wasn’t any of the food was wasted and it all flew into your bowls?

Tan Wenjie looked down at his bowl, then at the three people, and finally at the table where only soup was left.

Did I accidentally click the "Skip" button just now? Otherwise, why did the food disappear when I closed my eyes for just a moment and then opened them again?

I still suffered from lack of experience.

"Without vegetables, they can't fight." Uncle Jiu said calmly.

Of course it doesn’t matter to you, half of the dish is in your bowl!
"Forget it, I'll have a bowl of rice." Tan Wenjie turned around and served himself a bowl of rice.

There are also peanuts to eat.

Once the topic was opened up, the conversation covered a wide variety of topics, except for any monsters or demons.

It was like a certain leader broke his leg while climbing through the window to watch a widow taking a bath.

A certain wild Taoist wanted to take revenge but didn't know any magic, so he thought of pretending to be a ghost and scaring people to death.

All they talked about was gossip. When Tan Wenjie lowered his head, he realized that he had actually finished a bowl of rice.

It’s so delicious!

He loves to eat melons.

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere reached its climax when Uncle Jiu took out a bottle of foreign wine.

When Simu went out to release water, Tan Wenjie sat next to Ikkyu and discussed Buddhism with him.

When Simu came back from going out to enjoy some cool breeze, he saw two people chatting enthusiastically.

Ikkiu who was deep in thought and Tan Wenjie who was talkative.

I even heard them mention key words like "Buddhism".

"Brother, is our junior uncle so powerful?" Simu and Ikkyu don't get along well, but they never deny each other's attainments in Buddhism. Tan Wenjie can be said to be a genius in cultivation because he has been able to cultivate to his current level within a year, but attainments in Buddhism have nothing to do with talent for cultivation.

Uncle Jiu was also confused.

Tan Wenjie: "Well, you know what I mean, right? Buddhism."

Ikkyu: “…”

That's what you said.

After racking his brains and listening for a long time, Ikkyu finally found that he didn't understand anything. At first, he thought it was because he drank too much vegetarian wine and his head was dizzy, but after listening carefully several times, he was sure that it was Tan Wenjie who didn't explain clearly.

The content is roughly: Ababa Ababa Buddhism Ababa Ababa Buddhism.

Even if Buddha and Bodhisattva came, they wouldn’t understand!
"You must be thinking that even if the Bodhisattva came, you wouldn't understand, right?"

Ikkyu glared.

Can you read minds?
"I can't read your mind, it's written all over your face."

Tan Wenjie raised his index finger and shook it: "The question I asked you is the one that the Bodhisattva left for me."

"Bodhisattva?" Ikkyu suddenly became serious. People with cultivation would never joke about Bodhisattva casually, and he believed that Tan Wenjie was the same.

In Chinese mythology, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism have long been integrated, and most of the ideas of "you are in me and I am in you" have their origins.

"Tell me carefully!"

"Still saying? I've said it so many times and you didn't understand."

Tan Wenjie expressed his disgust.

Ikkyu: “…”

"Let me show you. Actually, it's not convenient for me to explain it too clearly."

The curiosity of several people was aroused.

"Qiu Sheng, a literary talent!"

"Brother Jie! We are here!"

Uncle Jiu felt ashamed when he saw his two disciples coming as soon as he was called. However, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai said to him, "Master, you don't understand the warmth that the thickness of the red envelope brings."

"Go light three incense sticks and invite Miss Dong Xiaoyu to meet me here."

"Oh, okay!" The two didn't understand, but nodded anyway.

The two of them trotted off to prepare, and Tan Wenjie and others also walked out of the room. It was already dark outside, and the night wind was chilly. Looking up, they could see the stars.

"Miss Dong Xiaoyu, please come and see me!"

Suddenly someone shouted in a pinched voice, and Ikkyu was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

"Miss Dong Xiaoyu, please come and see me!"

The two of them waved paper spirit-calling banners, jumped around, pinched their fingers, and stuck out their buttocks to call back souls.

"What are they doing?"

Uncle Jiu had a bad feeling.

Qiu Sheng was still explaining loudly: "We learned this from our master. To summon spirits, we have to twist and turn like this and shout in a thin voice."

"Hey."

Some people tried to hold back their laughter, but failed.

"Today's moon is so round."

Uncle Jiu walked over with a dark face. Wen Cai, who was about to speak, noticed the figure of his master, and immediately shut up and carefully stepped aside, giving the seat next to Qiu Sheng to his master. He prayed in his heart that Qiu Sheng would be beaten in a daze as his final blessing.

A gust of cold wind blew, and there was a sad song in the wind.

The female ghost Xiaoyu came in a red sedan chair.

"Why are you singing?" Simu asked in confusion.

Tan Wenjie: "Just tell me how you feel?"

"It's spooky, but it sounds pretty good."

"Of course, it's exclusive to Xiaoyu. How many female ghosts do you think have their own exclusive music in this world?"

"Why are you so proud?"

"I taught her to sing."

It’s a pity that Chu Renmei doesn’t have to teach herself, otherwise she would gain more sense of accomplishment.

The female ghost in the red sedan flew out lightly and landed in front of Tan Wenjie.

Qiu Sheng, who was standing by, looked at the figure falling from the sky, his vision suddenly blurred: "I may have fallen in love. If I can be with such a beautiful ghost, I would be willing to die young."

Qiu Sheng put his arm around the shoulders of the person next to him: "Don't tell Master, or he will definitely teach me a lesson."

It feels a little off.

The female ghost was chatting with Tan Wenjie in front, but the eerie feeling appeared beside him.

He elbowed the person next to him.

"Hiss——" a cry of pain was heard.

Qiu Sheng seemed to have thought of something. His stiff neck turned little by little. He turned his head carefully to look at the figure whose shoulders he was hugging, and met a familiar but gloomy old face.

Cheek to cheek.

"Master?" Qiu Sheng immediately let go of his hand and stepped back to keep some distance.

It's really over now.

Uncle Jiu rubbed his ribs, forced a smile and looked at Qiu Sheng.

"I feel like there's something wrong with Brother Lin's smile." Ikkyu touched his neck and felt a chill.

Tan Wenjie at the side added at the right time: "The last time he laughed like this, a whole village died."

"Master, I was wrong."

"you're not wrong."

"Why don't you hit me with a punch? Otherwise, I'll be so upset that I won't be able to have a good New Year."

"That's not good." Uncle Jiu hesitated.

"Come on, you're the meanest one."

Uncle Jiu shook his head, took a run-up, then jumped up and slapped Qiu Sheng in the face. Qiu Sheng's body spun and flew into the air, then fell to the ground.

"Huh." Uncle Jiu turned around and said to Tan Wenjie and the others, "I'm sorry for teaching you in such a poor way."

Several people said that they didn't dare to laugh and had to hold it back.

(End of this chapter)