monster restaurant

He has been a weirdo since he was a child, thinking of being the only dancer.

There is a big pond in the village, in which lotus blooms every year. His dream is to dance like a dragonfly on the lotus leaves.A big man, his dream turned out to be a dancer, everyone who knew it scoffed, ridicule and contempt filled their eyes.

Muzi supports him, but he doesn't have enough financial resources, and he can only make ends meet by running a small business in the town.

With a little success in his dancing skills, he thought about going to the city.

Did he succeed?It worked.But he didn't succeed completely. He just got his first job, and before he had time to be happy, he met a group of smart, cunning, and broad-minded students.

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"This is because my house is relatively simple, please bear with me." Muzi got out of the car first, opened the door and led everyone inside, explaining embarrassingly, "There is no one else in the house, parents are gone, there was still Liuzi, but he also left ... Hey, should you rest for a while, or go to my ancestral grave now..."

"Go now." Li Qingming looked around the room and nodded secretly.Although this family is very poor, they are lucky enough to be able to cultivate at least one talent, and this person is probably Liu Zi.

This village is very closed, most of the villagers are their own people who have broken bones and connected tendons, only Liuzi is special. Muzi's parents went out to work when they were young and picked up the child. This child has been very good-looking since he was a child. Other children are different, Yuanda is very.

On the hillside, there is a small stream not far away, facing south, it is a very good place.Li Qingming looked at it for a while, then took out the spinning top and threw it in the air for a spin. After looking at the aura for a long time, he found that the Feng Shui here is really good, and the five souls scattered on Liuzi's body can be saved! "Yes." Li Qingming nodded.

"Thank you, thank you!" Muzi knew that Li Qingming's words meant that Liuzi was saved, so he immediately knelt down to kowtow to Li Qingming, and then kowtowed to his ancestor, muttering words such as thanking his ancestor for his blessing.

That night, the people brought by Fuxuan sent Liuzi's body to the hillside, and Zhang Beibei also controlled the top to follow. Li Qingming raised his eyes to look at the time, lit the scriptures he had written a long time ago with spiritual power, and then started practice.This time he didn't come forward directly, he wanted Muzi to communicate with his ancestors to give Liuzi protection.It's communication, but it's not the dry communication that the ancestor's soul hooked up, it's the use of rituals to activate the aura here, let the aura influence through Muzi to affect the five souls in Liuzi's body, and then break it.

It may be difficult to understand it dryly. For example, some people are always nervous when they are outside, but they will relax when they come home. This is the influence of the aura. The aura at home fits with you, invisible The center protects you, the aura outside is unfamiliar to you, and will not take the initiative to protect you, this is the reason.

Of course, such a ritual can't be done in a sneaky way. You have to prepare sacrifices worth money to send away the lonely ghosts around here, so that they don't cause trouble, and you have to send away the errands who may pass by. These are relatively routine preparations .In fact, even if Li Qingming didn't prepare, with the presence of two hundred and five little suns, lonely ghosts would not dare to act wildly.

"Yin and Yang have no boundaries..." Li Qingming drew a yin and yang fish on the ground with his feet, walked in the direction of the eight trigrams, and continued to read, "The eight trigrams connect the universe..." Take the spinning top and place it on the yin side of the yin and yang fish. One side is on Liu Zi.

After reading the last sentence, a gust of wind blew on the ground, Muzi hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, chanting what Li Qingming taught, burning the paper money over and over again.

Yin blood forced into the eyes, Li Qingming saw the air rising from the ancestral grave drifting towards Muzi, but not towards Liuzi, and sighed in his heart, Liuzi could barely be regarded as the adopted son or daughter-in-law of this family, the ancestor It's normal not to have protection, but what he needs now is protection.

"Air-entraining talisman!" Li Qingming shouted!

Zhang Beibei, who was squatting aside with a paper bag in his arms, immediately came to his senses. He found the talisman with a qi symbol painted on it and lit it with his aura, and then said nervously, "Do you want another one?" It means things are not going well now.The qi-entraining talisman is to forcibly draw the qi of the ancestors to protect Liu Zi and break the five souls scattered on him!

"Liuzi is my life. If something happens to him, I don't know how to live." Muzi murmured as he kowtowed. He liked Liuzi from the bottom of his heart. The two had established a relationship since childhood. Seeing is more important than your own life.

The wind circled Muzi's body, and finally dissipated like a sigh. Finally, the air-entraining talisman worked, and the blessing of the ancestors came to Liuzi. The blessing was extremely powerful. This is the family heritage and the family. The accumulation of five souls was broken in an instant, and the red spots on Liuzi's body disappeared.No need for Li Qingming to do anything else, Liu Zi's living soul returned to his body on his own initiative, and under the blessing of his ancestors, the fusion was completed.

Those who have a family are lucky, not only for the protection of material life, but also for the accumulation of spiritual life, and a deeper level of blessing, so families with high cohesion always develop better and better, and families with poor cohesion will always develop better and better. Fall apart for various reasons.

Ordinary resurgence requires a sleep to wake up, but Liuzi is lucky, with the blessing of his ancestors, he quickly opened his eyes, looked at Muzi who was right in front of him, rubbed his eyes and said to himself: "So I It’s a dream. Muzi, it’s great that you can come to my dream, don’t worry, I’ll pick you up to develop in the city when I earn money... With my dancing skills, it’s not difficult to find a job, so don’t worry about me ...I hope, I hope you can forgive me for breaking up with you, if you have someone you like, I won't show up again."

Thinking that she was dreaming, Liu Zi babbled, "I often say that your cooking is not delicious, but in fact, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. Our parents taught us the skills, but I can't always learn them. , still not working properly... The ancestral craftsmanship, you must not give up, wait until I earn money, earn money... Muzi, why are you crying? This is my dream, I don't want you to cry, you Don't cry, I want to cry too..."

No matter how stupid he was, he realized that he seemed to be thinking wrong. Liu Zi pinched his leg hard, feeling extremely painful. He looked at Mu Zi who was close at hand, and couldn't stop crying. He didn't know why he appeared Here, but this is next to the ancestral grave where his parents are buried, he knew something must have happened.

"Fool." Muzi wiped away tears, carried Liuzi on his shoulder, and said softly.

On the way back, Li Qingming already knew what the two of them were thinking. They just wanted to make money and live a good life together.Muzi has a very authentic handicraft of Liangpi. He resolutely refuses to buy finished Liangpi, and makes all of them. The taste is really good, but the output is small, and there are few customers in the town. In addition, everyone likes to eat cheaper machine-made Liangpi. If he doesn't want to buy Muzi's cold noodle, his business will be even worse.

"I can't lose this skill, hey." Muzi said helplessly, "I'm just sticking to it. Now it's all machine-made Liangpi, and I heard that the taste is very good. I can't make much money like this, and I don't want to delay his development. He The dance is really beautiful, and you can dance on the lotus leaf, like a fairy, and you will definitely develop well in a big city..."

"I'll try to make one." Li Qingming said.

Handmade Liangpi has been passed down for a long time, and even Muzi doesn't know when their ancestors knew how to make Liangpi. Some processes are more delicate, not those steps seen on the Internet, at least Li Qingming is very satisfied after looking at it.It is very hygienic and complicated, but there are not many finished products made from many materials. The cucumber shreds are cucumbers grown at home without hormones and pesticides. The coriander is also grown by myself, and the same is true for peppers.

The ingredients are ready, pour hot oil on it, and stir with chopsticks when eating, and the fragrance will come out.It is chewy, has excellent elasticity, and has a particularly good taste. There is also a kind of cold noodle that has no taste. The most important thing is to eat it with confidence.

Rubbing his hands cautiously, Muzi knew that it was all up to Li Qingming to save Liuzi this time, and thanked him from the bottom of his heart, "If you don't like the taste, Mister..."

"Very good." Li Qingming took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, and handed the rest to Zhang Beibei who was already hungry. He turned his head and said, "Are you interested in following me? You don't need to be too busy every day, I need Liangpi The number should not be too much... Let me introduce my restaurant first. There are quite a lot of waiters and people in the kitchen in the restaurant. Every day, customers come to the door at night. The turnover is about 100 million a day. It’s about making money.”

If he hadn't put Li Qingming on the level of a fairy long ago, Muzi would have thought he was bragging, how could he make so much money by opening a restaurant casually, isn't this a joke?But at this time, he didn't dare to doubt, nodded hurriedly and agreed, "Just let me go to work, sir, I can't repay you for saving Liu Zi... There is no need for salary..."

"Let me see a dance." Li Qingming turned to Liu Zi and said.

This man is slender and light, his body is not heavy at all, like an ink painting drawn by the master at will, especially when he stands on the lotus leaf and dances, the shock is not enough to describe it with shock.His performance has risen to the height of art, and the value of appreciation is immeasurable. From an artistic perspective, he is already a well-deserved master dancer, and he is indeed a person who dances the soul dance.

Ever since he finished eating a whole bowl of Liangpi, Zhang Beibei felt uncomfortable all over his body, as if his throat was burning at any time, but he still wanted to eat subconsciously, so he held Li Qingming's hand pitifully and said, "Boss, am I about to lose my life?" gone?"

"It's okay, just drink plenty of water and get some sleep." Li Qingming comforted in a low voice.

After returning from their hometown, Li Qingming had to go to school again, because Fuxuan got the news that the students started to make trouble, they didn't think they were at fault, they started to protest the school for not assigning teachers, and started to smear the teacher Liu Zi .

"Ah Yi told me secretly, so I was mentally prepared." Fu Xuan sighed, "They really don't know the blessings in the blessings, even if the knowledge they have now is useful to society, the most indispensable thing in the world is them. An ordinary talent."

Under heaven, everyone is equal.Even if a hero bred by one side of the soil and water made a mistake, he would be guilty of the same crime as the common people, but the hero usually has a way to make up for it.

The students did not think of a way to make up for the mistakes they made. Instead, they intensified, beat back, and clung to the teacher. Almost everyone who knew the truth couldn't stand it anymore.Fu Xuan was a little sad, these people are his classmates, the school attaches great importance to this matter, they actually made a big deal, stood on the 'victim side' and began to manipulate public opinion, this made Fu Xuan feel chilled, a person's conscience can be It's really terrible to be wiped out to such an extent.

After entering the school, looking at the banners hanging on the road, Li Qingming shook his head slightly, and followed Fuxuan directly to the school leader's office. "Limited literary energy is a school's luck." He gestured and explained lightly, "Now that they are saddened by nature, there is a hole in the school's aura, and the literary energy is dissipating..."

"Every student is a moving aura. Now that their own aura has dissipated, they need to absorb the school's aura to supplement it. If no measures are taken, the next class..."