The daily life of the river god

Chapter 22

In the alley next to the old stone bridge, there are roast chickens. In front of the stalls, non-human beings who are in a hurry are sitting on the plastic stool specially given out by the boss. On the table is a roast chicken just out of the pan, and there are 22 roast chickens under their feet. wreckage.

Standing or squatting next to the booth is a group of firefighters wearing yellow-striped and fluorescent-colored firefighting suits. Everyone is spraying freshly baked roast chicken in their hands, eating with relish.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

A group of beaver demons shook their heads while eating, but occasionally their eyes fell on the empty river, their expressions were always dull and painful for a moment.

The furniture and bicycles they worked so hard to find successfully dammed the river, but recently their entire fire center has been busy with the forest fire problem in the eastern district.

When they finished their work, when they returned home, they saw such a big river, full of things that filled the entire river, and everything that was left was taken away.

Working hard outside, only to come back to find the pain of being stolen from the house. If the beavers hadn’t stopped them and invited them to eat roast chicken, the beavers present could perform an original transformation on the spot, and then rush to the garbage dump to dispose of all those things. A lot of them were brought back to fill up the river again.

"Today, you can eat whatever you want, and you can eat freely." Sitting on the chair, he watched these little monsters eat non-stop.

Today's roast chicken boss behind him also smiled. He didn't expect so many people to come at once when he just opened today. The hundred roast chickens he brought today may not be enough.

The boss wiped the hot sweat off his brow, and was about to call his wife, and now he will go to buy and bring over a hundred chickens. .

Lu Wenren from the No. 24 Hospital of the City dragged Tutu, who had less than [-] hours to live, and after haggling for half a day, both parties finally took a step back.

Lu Wenren offered the couple a job. As a price, Tutu could not tell others that he was a god.

"Okay! Brother Immortal, let's high-five, it's a deal." Tutu raised his hands, wanting to give him a high-five.

"No high-five, let's change the way we agreed."

Lu Wenren looked at the palm raised in the air, raised the corner of his mouth, took out his mobile phone, called Xia Bing, and asked him to pour half of the untouched milk tea.

As long as this human being drinks it, she will soon forget the promise she made with herself.

In this way, no one will reveal that he is a god. After she dies, give the couple a job, and this matter can be perfectly resolved. .

Xia Bing, who was sitting in the milk tea with his brother and writing his will, received another call from his boss.

"Send that cup of milk tea to the Sixth City Hospital."

Xia Bing looked at the phone that had been hung up, and then looked up at General Xie, who was writing his will next to him. This person had been searching the Internet for an hour about how to purchase accident insurance, how to use it effectively, and other issues.

Thinking of earning a sum of insurance premiums before he died, he would use it to repair several halls in Yuqing Palace.

"Sir, I have something to do. You sit here for a while, and you don't want to run around after I come back later, you know?" Xia Bing took the two cups of milk tea, and before he left, he didn't forget to order him to wipe away his tears General Xie while writing his will.

After he left, General Xie looked at the paper full of wills he had written, most of which were regrets in his life.

For example, he has lived for so many years, and he has never been to an amusement park to ride a roller coaster, and there are always fake ghosts in the haunted house. Every time he sees it, he wants to write a few spells to bring the real ghosts into it, and he never drives on the road. You've run through a red light on the road, but you haven't robbed a bank that countless people have imagined.

The person sitting in the booth left, took away the bank card that Xia Bing hadn't had time to take away, and also took away the will full of regrets.

Xie Jiang decided to go crazy before he decided to die! .

When Xia Bing rushed to the No. [-] City Hospital, Lu Wenren was standing at the intersection waiting for him, and there was also a kid in hospital clothes waiting for him.valley.

Xia Bing, who ran across the road, was stunned when he saw the child at his boss's feet: "My lord, isn't this another victim who was hurt by a non-human?"

"Why are you alone?" Lu Wenren raised his hand, motioning for him to hand over the cup of milk tea, and seeing that he was the only one coming, he asked General Xie's whereabouts.

"General Xie was still writing his will at the milk tea shop, so I came here by myself," Xia Bing said.

Lu Wenren opened the milk tea while explaining: "Go back and remind him not to write, Meng Po's soup won't kill anyone."

After finishing speaking, he handed the opened milk tea to the human standing by his feet: "Please drink milk tea."

"Brother Immortal, you are so kind!" Tutu took the cup of milk tea and took a big gulp happily.

Lu Wenren watched her drink it calmly, and after she drank one-third of it, she motioned Xia Bing to come over: "She drank Meng Po soup, and after falling asleep, she will forget what happened today, you go and send her to her." to the ward."

"But I don't know where her ward is, and your lord just said that Meng Po Tang will not die? So General Xie will not die either?"

Xia Bing, who hurried over, was still in the grief of his friend's imminent death, but now he suddenly heard his boss say that his brother would not die?

Lu Wenren rolled his eyes at the subordinate with a monthly salary of [-]: "Have you ever seen the undead in the underworld, did they die because they drank Mengpo soup?"

"I haven't seen it." Xia Bing shook his head honestly. "But I have never seen a living person drink Mengpo soup.

"It's just milk tea made by Granny Meng. At most, it's to make him forget some little things in daily life. He won't die or lose his memory completely." Lu Wenren pointed to the child at his feet, "When she finishes drinking, you can send it in."

He wasted here for half a day, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Half an hour after finishing the hospital affairs, Lord Heshen finally returned to his own river, where he had agreed with Xu.

Standing in front of the roast chicken stall, looking at the polite smiling face of the chicken boss.

Lu Wenren lowered his head with a stiff neck, and his goal was a bag full of chicken heads, chicken wings, chicken feet, and chicken bones.

"This little brother said that someone would come to pay. We thought it was fake. You came back just as you were about to call the police. There are a total of 150 six roast chickens here. The last six will be given to you to eat. Well, no charge." The chicken boss took out the mini computer in his pocket with a pure smile.

In front of Lu Wenren, after a short operation, he handed the computer under the eyes of Lord Heshen: "Hello, the total is 250 yuan."

The chicken owner with a friendly face even brought the last chicken on the grill over with his backhand: "This one is also for you. Thanks to your friend's support, all the chickens are sold to you today."

Master Heshen's hands trembled when he heard the four-digit roast chicken fee.

Didn't he just leave for an hour?How did 虺 manage to eat 150 other people's chickens?

The River God, who paid the bill before vomiting blood, walked up to the non-human, raised his head and carefully examined the face of this non-human, from the wide forehead to the smooth eyebrows, and then saw the tall With a straight nose bridge and moderately thick lips, after looking around and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he seriously asked the question he had just asked when he paid the money: "Hi, do you want to eat soft rice?"

In the play house version of the Yellow River Crystal Palace, an older brother of his family once performed for him. There is a kind of person in the world whose greatest hobby is to eat soft rice.

The characteristic of this kind of person is that they will act frighteningly frenziedly when they encounter behaviors that take advantage of them.

He just went halfway to help a believer, and this non-human just sat here and ate the boss's 150 roast chickens.

This kind of frightening behavior is very similar to what his brother said about eating soft food.

Facing his scrutiny with an extremely thick skin, the non-human raised his chin and thought carefully for a few seconds.

"As long as you want, I can keep eating!" He was just idling and thinking that this guy didn't take himself with him when he went out, and he didn't know what strange secrets were hidden outside, so he wanted to follow up and take a look.

But before they left, they saw the closed fire center on the right side of the old stone bridge opened, and a group of beaver monsters stood on the bridge excitedly, looking at the empty river and cursing.

He turned his head to look at Boss Chicken who had just set up his posture, and then at the twenty monsters, and with a wave of his hand, he recruited them and invited them to eat for free.

By the way, he sat here and waited for Lu Wenren to come back, wanting to see what kind of face Xiao Jiaolong would use to face him after he learned that he had bought all of Chicken Boss' roast chicken in one go.

Are you angry?Or beat him up?Or directly mortgage him to Boss Chicken?

Now that he saw it, the little Jiaolong took a deep breath after listening to his question, and then patted him on the shoulder cautiously: "From now on, your food expenses will be deducted from your salary. As long as I'm here, you can always eat soft rice like this."

This non-human being is too inexperienced to live, and he ate more than 2000 yuan for a meal!

Even if he gave him a salary of [-] yuan a month, it might not be enough for him to pay for food.

It seems that the non-human beings in the West District, in addition to studying the origin of religion and the encyclopedia of legal knowledge, also need to read a book about saving is a virtue.

Behind the two of them, the chicken boss who was cleaning up the booth pricked up his ears excitedly, and his movements of cleaning up the grill became more gentle.

I heard that the guy who paid the bill was able to be patient in the face of such a brazen person.

Reflect on yourself for a while, when you usually deal with some grumpy guests, there will always be an expression of impatience on your face.

Then look at this young man who has been robbed by others, what a good young man, he is not angry when he is blackmailed, and he continues to talk to such a brazen person in a good voice.

Next time you see him coming over to buy chicken, give him a [-]% discount.

"Aren't you angry?" Looking at the back of the other person carrying the last chicken towards home, he chased after him in three steps, and walked side by side with him.

"Why are you angry?" Lord Heshen blinked, "Anyway, it's all deducted from your salary, and I don't have to pay a penny."

The author has something to say:

虺: I made a mistake. Not only did I not see him angry, but I also lost all my salary qualifications.