Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 30

2020-11-07

Chapter 30 Dinner

After a while, Cai Constable estimated that the time was almost up, opened the iron gate and walked into the depths of the death row.

He sees a strange sight.

Fang Dou pinched his chin, looking contemplative, his eyes staring into the void.

As for Lang Qi, he was lying on a pile of rotten grass with pus all over his body, but he was laughing wildly and muttering, "You are not far from death, haha, hahaha!"

"Be honest with me!"

As soon as Cai Constable stretched out his hand, Lang Qi's body burst into flames, and he closed his mouth immediately, but then whispered hehe with a sinister smile, which made people shudder.

"What's wrong with him?"

Fang Dou walked away, "Go out and talk!"

Cai Constable glanced at Lang Qi. The villain mustered all his strength, moved towards Fang Dou's back, shouted loudly, "Little Monk, I'll be waiting for you below!"

"Crazy!"

Cai Constable shook his head, Quick step to keep up with Fang Dou.

After walking out of the death row, it is a bright sunny day outside. The sun shines on the body, which can dispel all darkness and coldness, and the inside of the death row is completely two worlds.

"Have you heard of Qianqiu Club?"

Cai Constable almost stumbled, "What Qian, what Qiu?"

"Qianqiu Club!"

Fang Dou emphasized again and explained, "Lang Qi confessed, he is a member of Qianqiu Society."

Cai Constable looked solemn, "This is trouble!"

Fang Dou recalled that Lang Qi called him on purpose, just to reveal the existence of Qianqiu Society, to issue death threats, and to take the opportunity to torture Fang Dou.

However, Fang Dou's performance is that he has never heard the name of Qianqiu Club.

Lang Qi was shocked and began to babble nonsense, saying that Fang Dou's life is not too long, and Fang Dou's life would be better than death.

Fang Dou pays more attention to what Lang Qi said about the few things that spell has a secret door.

If it's true as he said, wouldn't he be tricked?

"Little master, this is trouble!"

Cai Constable began to explain the origin of Qianqiu Society.

Folk warlocks, who have mastered power far beyond ordinary people, began to secretly form associations to seek power and status, while hiding in the crowd, disguising themselves as all walks of life.

Qianqiu Society, in the Jiangnan area, has the greatest ambition and influence, and it is also a huge monster that makes the government sleepless.

"No wonder, the warlocks of Qianqiu Society, cultivation evil magic, often need the blood essence of living people, so they subdue Lang Qi to abduct and sell people and provide boys and girls!"

When Cai Constable said this, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Killing Lang Qi with a thousand knives, 10,000 deaths are not enough!"

However, there was a bit of fear in his anger. Obviously, Qianqiu Club is far more powerful than Fang. Dou imagined even more terrifying.

"Little Master, if you kill Lang Qi, Qianqiu Society will definitely take revenge, this is troublesome!" You live in the county seat for the time being, and don't go back to Jiming Temple."

The Jiming Temple is located in a remote location and deserted everywhere.

Fang Dou nodded and nodded, "That's the only way!"

After returning to the county office, Fang Do took a hot bath, relaxed his body, and slept until noon on the second day .

After waking up, Fang Dou walked out of the county office and went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

"Don't eat meat, what special dishes do you have here?"

The clerk said quickly, "Guest is right, the Master Fu we invited, Zeng Jin is in Fuyuan Temple. If you have enough money, you can give it a try."

"You're not short of money!"

Pa-ta, a piece of silver slapped on the table.

"Okay!"

After a while, the sumptuous vegetarian meal was served.

Arhat soup is made of enoki mushrooms, dried bamboo shoots, vermicelli, bean curd, cabbage and other ingredients, stewed into a fragrant and delicious soup, which is very smooth and tender.

The mercy pot is made of chicken, duck and fish with tofu. It is more fragrant than meat when cooked in one pot.

Seven fresh plain noodles, a bowl of noodles in clear soup, is so delicious that you can't wait to swallow your tongue.

There are other vegetarian meals that really make Fang Dou's appetite.

The guy went back and forth seven or eight times before he finished the vegetarian food. He was about to say a few words when his eyes fell on the table, and he was suddenly stunned.

A table of vegetarian food was empty in a moment, leaving only empty cups and plates.

"Man, one more table, no, three tables!"

The man thought to himself, are you a pig's stomach!

"Excuse me!"

Fang Dou took out a small piece of silver, "I understand the rules, it's a tip!"

In the face of silver , the guy made another trip and placed an order for the kitchen.

"What?"

The chef slammed the rice spoon, "You make me happy, even if the masters of Fuyuan Temple are cooking, they can't eat so much?"

How dare the guy take the blame, so he can only laugh, "Master, you are involved, that little master came out of the county office, and Cai Constable invited him in. The background is not small, let's do our best to serve!"

The chef glared at him, "You brat must have paid for your hard work."

"A little errand money!" The guy smiled flatteringly.

"You also said just now that he ate all the food, and Lao Tzu's craftsmanship is not in vain, so what if he is tired?"

"Go tell him, wait!"

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Plates of vegetarian food were brought to the table, and Fang Dou took it slow and ate them in one bite.

The man's quick and quick movements have gradually become tired as the number of times increases, and his steps become heavy and slow.

"guest, this is the last table!"

The guy relaxed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was suddenly stopped by Fang Dou.

"Guy, just eat vegetables, what if you don't have any rice? Bring me a pot of rice!"

The dude is stunned, is this amount of food still human, "guest, you really If you want a pot, the pot in our back kitchen is not small."

"Come in first, if it's not enough, add more!"

You foodie, the guy complains in his heart, dragging and filling lead Like legs, walk backwards.

"Our craftsmanship, even the Masters of Fuyuan Temple, are full of praise for eating!"

Fu, the master chef, has already taken the lead and is bragging with the assistant chefs.

"What's the matter?"

The chef asked in surprise when he saw the guy coming.

The guy was too weak to answer, "He's not full yet, call for another pot of rice!" After several tables of vegetarian food, even if all the gluttonous gluttons burst, why do they still need rice.

"Go and steam the rice for him!"

The chef smiled as he had everything under control, "Don't make a fuss about nothing, the masters of Fuyuan Temple have practiced martial arts. Yes, there are those who practice spell, usually consume a lot and eat a lot."

"Believing or not, there is a Master who can eat half a cow for one meal, the one in the front hall, pediatrics!"

He was bragging, the guy came again, this time he was walking against the wall, too tired to walk.

"Forget it, I can't walk anymore, Master Fu, you can just carry the whole five or six pots out together!"

The chef can't breathe anymore, his heart is so tired!

Some of the cooks raised an objection, "Will it kill someone?"

"I'm going to be exhausted before he dies!" The guy was weak.

As a result, the back kitchen's stock of rice was eaten up, and the restaurant had to close early.

The shopkeeper took stock, happy to bloom, and made a lot of money today!

Fang Dou walked out of the restaurant, walked on the street, patted his belly, comforted himself, not to eat too full, too full to make him sleepy, seven or eight points is enough.

(end of this chapter)