Yokai grocery store

In the early morning of the next day, when Shen Qingzhuo came downstairs, he found that Xiang Xiaocheng had already gotten up, and was wandering around the sandalwood shelf with doubts and curiosity on his face.

The sandalwood shelves are full of things, Ru kiln narcissus basins in the Northern Song Dynasty, small pottery bowls, bronze wares... all kinds of objects lie there quietly, trying their best to play the image of ordinary antiques without consciousness.

Seeing Boss Shen coming downstairs, Xiang Xiaocheng greeted him cheerfully: "Boss Shen!"

Shen Qingzhuo nodded and replied "Morning", and then he continued to say excitedly: "Boss Shen! Boss Shen! Do you know! I had a very interesting dream last night! I dreamed about the little antiques here It's a night talk! I even participated in it!"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

He glanced at the narcissus basin calmly, and the narcissus basin calmly pretended to be asleep.

Xiang Xiaocheng said: "I dreamed that there was a little ghost living in the flower-like lamp on the wall! It closed its petals to sleep during the day, and would bloom its petals to play at night... But it is a coward, I told it A ghost story, it screamed in fright, and immediately hid in the flower cup and refused to come out hehehe!"

Shen Qingzhuo: "..."

The small flower lamp on the wall trembled slightly, and the tightly closed petals opened a crack, and there was a super-grievous "beep", but Xiang Xiaocheng was focusing on recalling this magical dream, and did not hear it.

"By the way! And this narcissus basin, this pottery bowl, these bronze black stones, they can talk! This narcissus basin is especially talkative, it is the big head of the symposium." Xiang Xiaocheng recalled the scene in his dream, I think it's very interesting, so let's share it with Boss Shen.

"The narcissus basin knows a lot of things... It said that this old street is full of all kinds of monsters. If they all become prototypes, I will be scared to death hahahahahahaha!" Xiang Xiaocheng was overjoyed. Interesting! People in this old street are very kind and friendly, how could they be monsters! Don’t monsters all look vicious?”

Shen Qingzhuo gave a gentle "Yes", noncommittal.

"There's more!" Xiang Xiaocheng continued to recall, "The narcissus basin also said something... It seems like half a month ago, there was a car accident in the Taibai Mountain scenic spot. Two buses collided head-on. It is said that it was quite serious... Fortunately, there were no casualties. Fortunately, this is just a dream."

Shen Qingzhuo, who had been listening with a gentle smile, sighed this time, shook her head helplessly, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes: "No, there are casualties."

Xiang Xiaocheng was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't reacted, he let out an "ah" in a daze.

Shen Qingzhuo said: "The car accident is real."

These words seemed to turn on a button that had been turned off, and Xiang Xiaocheng suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if a small gap had been opened in the dusty memory door, and long-forgotten memories swarmed out from the gap, But because the small gap is really too small.

He shook his head, only to feel that a few familiar pictures flashed in his mind.

He seemed to realize something, his heart beat suddenly, and most of the smile on his face disappeared.He asked cautiously: "This... is this true?"

"Well." Shen Qingzhuo looked at him and said calmly: "Two buses collided at the corner. Fortunately, they didn't overturn, and they didn't directly cause death. But at that time, a tourist was eating on the bus. When the car collided, he choked. Stopped... the others were panicked and failed to find out what was wrong with him in time, so he choked to death."

Xiang Xiaocheng looked at Shen Qingzhuo in surprise, his gaze was lost for a moment, as if something was unfolding in front of his eyes.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he just said dryly: "Ah, ah, is that so...that person, so pitiful..."

The bells attached to the gate outside suddenly jingled, interrupting his thoughts. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Xiaocheng, but saw the owner of the wonton shop walking in with a small paper bag...he went to eat at the wonton shop. After a few meals, I already knew that the young man who cooked the wontons was not the cook recruited from the shop, but the boss himself.

Xiang Xiaocheng yelled as if to escape: "Brother Rabbit!"

Brother Tu was taken aback by him, squinted his eyes and walked in to see that it was the ghost customer who had been eating wontons in his shop for the past two days.He greeted Boss Shen with a smile, and then asked Xiang Xiaocheng, "Hey, are you shopping here too?"

Xiang Xiaocheng said: "I lived here with Boss Shen for two days, and bought two Kongming lanterns."

Brother Tu seemed to understand something, and nodded: "Okay, Kongming Lantern is good." He politely said to Boss Shen, "Boss Shen, I'm here to buy money."

Shen Qingzhuo replied "wait a moment", lowered her head and turned over the cabinet.

Xiang Xiaocheng asked curiously: "Buying money? What kind of money are you buying?"

Brother Tu looked at him and sighed, "It's not all because of you! These two days I have been coming here to eat, and every time I give me such a large amount of money, I don't even have any change for you!"

Before Xiang Xiaocheng could react, he saw Boss Shen handing a stack of banknotes to Brother Tu, and Brother Tu took the money and handed out the paper bag in his hand: "Boss Shen, these are the vegetarian meatballs I newly researched, ready-to-eat Yes, it tastes good, let me try it."

If it was normal, when Xiang Xiaocheng heard about the food, he would have tried every means to find out if he could buy a copy, but he had just been confused by the words of Boss Shen and Brother Tu, and inadvertently glanced at the banknotes in Brother Tu's hand ... Isn't that Mingbi!

Xiang Xiaocheng stammered and asked, "Brother Tu, what are you doing with this?"

Brother Tu shook the banknotes and said enthusiastically, "This is great, you can rest assured to come to my shop to eat wontons, I have some change for you!"

Xiang Xiaocheng seemed to understand something, was shocked for a moment, and suddenly lowered his head to look for the wallet in his pocket - he went to eat wontons this morning, so he stuffed the wallet in his pocket.

The wallet was bulging, and it was even more full than yesterday.

Xiang Xiaocheng's hands trembled a little, and just as he unzipped the wallet, he accidentally dropped it on the ground, and a stack of banknotes fell out. The ominous colors and patterns were exactly the same as the banknotes in Brother Rabbit's hand.

Xiang Xiaocheng was stunned.

Brother Tu didn't understand why he said "Hey" at first, but seeing his shocked and unbelievable expression, he gradually realized: "Boss Shen, he...he doesn't know?"

Shen Qingzhuo shook his head, bent down to pick up the thing, put it on the counter, and said softly, "My condolences."

Xiang Xiaocheng's family must have known about what happened more than half a month ago, otherwise the paper money burned would not have fallen into Xiang Xiaocheng's hands. Poor Xiang Xiaocheng was still ignorant after his death, and went all the way " "Travel" came here, just as if I was a wanderer who hadn't returned home for a long time, and I was thinking about the Mid-Autumn Festival to go back and have a family reunion.

Xiang Xiaocheng was so dazed that he couldn't hear what Boss Shen and Brother Tu were talking about. Finally, the gate of his memory was completely opened, and all the memories that had been deliberately forgotten emerged without a trace.

There seemed to be stretches of snow-capped mountains and winding mountain roads in front of his eyes, and the laughter and laughter of the car suddenly stopped amidst the screeching brakes and huge collisions.

He seemed to be choked by something in his throat, and he couldn't swallow or spit it out, and gradually felt the feeling of suffocation.Xiang Xiaocheng's hand unconsciously covered his throat, and his face turned purple due to poor breathing. Seeing that he was about to "choke to death" again, Shen Qingzhuo bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the counter.

The invisible force bumped into Xiang Xiaocheng's back, he let out a hoarse "ah", and let out a breath of foul air—he was already a ghost, and the thing stuck in his throat was just caused by choking to death of resentment.

Even if Xiang Xiaocheng was a cheerful and forthright person during his lifetime, he would inevitably be disappointed when he first learned of his death.Brother Tu looked at his distraught look, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, buddy, you'll still be a good man after 18 years—come and eat my wontons after reincarnation! I'll give you a discount!"

The power of delicious food is too great, Xiang Xiaocheng temporarily forgot the troubles of death at this moment, the first thought that popped up was "Is it possible to make money with a discount of 15 yuan for a bowl", he said stupidly "ah" He let out a sigh and asked, "I, in my next life, will I still remember this place?"

--good question.

——Everyone knows that before the soul is reincarnated, it has to be fed a bowl of Mengpo soup that will cause amnesia after drinking, and it must be the same before Xiang Xiaocheng wants to reincarnate.

Brother Tu sighed regretfully: "Hey, then you will be at a loss, come again if you have a chance."

Xiang Xiaocheng also regretted it: "Okay, brother rabbit, I will try my best to remember."

After Brother Tu left with the banknotes in his pocket, Xiang Xiaocheng slumped again, "Boss Shen, am I really a ghost? Why don't I feel anything?"

Narcissus Pot, who had pretended to sleep all morning, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and yelled loudly: "You are such a fool! If you weren't a ghost, you would have been kicked out of the old street on the first night!"

Xiang Xiaocheng was taken aback, the voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it all night... He locked his target on the Northern Song Ru Kiln narcissus basin with a small opening, and asked uncertainly: "Is... It's you?"

The Narcissus Basin hummed loudly, expressing its dislike.

Xiang Xiaocheng swallowed hard, and stiffly shifted his gaze to Boss Shen.Speaking of which, why can everyone in the old street see him, isn't he a ghost!And these antiques, are they fine?Why are you talking!

So the night talk he attended last night was not a dream, right?

What kind of person is Boss Shen who opened such a shop...Xiang Xiaocheng suddenly didn't dare to imagine, he just called out "Boss Shen" while muttering, but the bell at the gate interrupted him again.

The man in black who came here yesterday came here in a hurry again today.Still wearing a long black robe with wide sleeves embroidered with dark golden cloud patterns, he strode in with a bouquet of bright roses in his hand.

His demeanor was domineering and strong, so when he came in with a rose, Xiang Xiaocheng suddenly remembered the "evil, charming, crazy and domineering president" that the group of female employees in the company nagged every day... I'm afraid that's what he looks like.

The domineering and arrogant CEO threw the rose in his hand into Boss Shen's arms, raised his eyebrows, and showed a wicked smile: "Boss Shen, you have a date."

The author has something to say: I suddenly found out that after updating the app, the urban salted egg and fantasy salted egg will be divided in frequency tomorrow...

In the future, I will play in Huandan.