Overlord Meal

ConCon was looking at the things in her hand curiously, not understanding what this sister was doing with the two pieces of paper. Hearing Mingtong's words, she turned her head to look at her and saw him looking at her with a fierce face, as if she had done something bad.

She couldn't help but blink and called, "Master Mingtong."

"Lesser set almost, who is your uncle?" Mingtong waved his hand angrily, remembered something, and said vigilantly, "How do you know that my name is Mingtong?"

Prepared?

ConCon came to him with his face in his hand, "It's me, ConCon, don't you know me?"

"ConCon?" Mingtong thought about it, his eyes fell on her smooth brain, and he suddenly realized, "You are the little apprentice that Senior Brother Yuanming snatched back from the Monk Temple?"

"It's me, it's me." Seeing that he remembered, ConCon smiled at him; his little face was fleshy, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he looked very pleasing, and his anger was gone.

I didn't expect it to be her.

Mingtong glanced at her, for the sake of the same door, and didn't care about her robbing the business just now, "Your master told me that he wanted me to take care of you for a while, don't worry, it's a trivial matter."

Raising a child, just feed her with a mouthful of food, how difficult it can be, and I don't know why Li Yuanming let her go down the mountain to experience when she is so young.

"Thank you, uncle!" ConCon said loudly, looking at him gratefully.

No thanks." As he spoke, he glanced at the money in her hand.

ConCon understood, immediately handed it to him, and said obediently: "This is my food fee, and I have worked hard to take care of Master Mingtong during this time."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Mingtong was not polite, took it, and glanced at her approvingly. The child is not big, and he is quite good.

He looked at her and rolled his eyes. "Listen to your master; you also learned to tell hexagrams?"

ConCon nodded. "Master taught me."

Look at her hand just now, and you know that it is not bad.

Mingtong coughed lightly, "At that moment, someone came to tell the hexagram, you come, you are in the mountains, and there is no opportunity to exercise, just give you to practice your hands, the things in the books, in the end, can only be really useful after practice."

This little guy is very good-looking; he must be recruiting, and his ability seems to be okay. Just let him rest for a while, and he is tired of speculating on people's minds.

ConCon didn't know what he was thinking about, "oh" sounded, sat there cross-legged like him, supported his chin with his hand, looked at the passers-by, and asked after a while: "Uncle Mingtong, you let me come, is it because you don't know how to tell hexagrams?"

"Nonsense." Mingtong's face was flat. "I'm your uncle. How can I not know how to tell hexagrams?"

ConCon puffed out his face, but he didn't know how to count it just now.

Guessing her thoughts, Mingtong coughed lightly and squinted at her. "You think it's easy to make a living at the bottom of the mountain?" Food, clothing, housing, and money are needed everywhere, not to mention the seriousness of where they are willing to spend money and earn money. There are many doorways, and you still have to learn.

Her master said the same thing, crying to her every day about how difficult it was for her brothers to make money.

But she still didn't approve of his deception.

Forget it, she calculated on time, just don't let the donors suffer.

Sure enough, with her there, it didn't take long for many people to come over to see the hexagram. At first, she just saw her cute and wanted to tease her, but later found out that she was accurate, and she was willing to pay for it.

ConCon was shaking the turtle shell in his hand, and his mouth was dry. He was interpreting the hexagram, and on the side, Ming Tongle counted the money and smiled so much that his teeth were exposed.

Eight hundred and five, nine hundred, one thousand!

There are 1092 pieces! This is the most money he has made since he opened the stall!

ConCon swallowed his saliva, turned his head and pulled Mingtong's sleeve, "Uncle Shi, I want to drink water."

The little guy talked all night; his mouth was dry, and he said pitifully.

After all, it was a fortune tree, and Mingtong was not too harsh, so he immediately said, "Let's go. Uncle Shi will take you to drink water. Are you hungry?"

"Hungry!" ConCon nodded heavily. She hadn't eaten for hours, and she could eat a cow now!"

"Let's go. Uncle Shi will take you to eat noodles. There is a particularly delicious somen noodle; the noodles are strong, the soup is still very fragrant, and the tube is full and quenches your thirst, just right." Mingtong said as he put the stall away and went to get her baggage, but when he took it, he didn't pick it up.

He didn't believe in evil, so he took it again, and as soon as he picked it up, he smashed it on the ground again. "It's so heavy. What did you put in it?"

"It's nothing." ConCon counted with his fingers, "I took some refined medicine, as well as the turtle shell compass gossip mirror small medicine tripod peach wood sword, oh yes, and the bowl that the senior brother next door gave me."

As she spoke, she took out a copper bowl from it, "Senior Brother Jingkong said, this is what he used to turn his fate, he gave it to me, I can use it as a bowl for rice, if I can't eat, I will take this to beg for food, he said that as long as I hold this, I will be able to get a lot of food!"

As she spoke, she touched the copper bowl happily, looking at it like looking at some big baby, blinking her eyes at Mingtong.

The corners of Mingtong's mouth twitched, looking at her as if she had been hungry for eight hundred lifetimes, dressed in tatters, and looking pleasing. She was holding a copper bowl in her hand, staring at you with watery eyes, which one could not bear to refuse.

"Oh no," can this called Clearance hope that you are a little better, what is it called that you can't afford to eat, with me, can you still be hungry?

Who to look down on!

ConCon touched her head, and just wanted to say that because she was short of money, the master said that the most suitable thing for her to do was to beg for food as a little beggar.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Mingtong waved his hand and said arrogantly, "Go!" Uncle Shi will take you to eat delicious food, you can eat it with your stomach open! Eat to your heart's content!

Joke, they can't afford to raise a child anymore? Saying it doesn't make people laugh off their big teeth.

Laugh at.

Hearing his words, ConCon's eyes lit up. "Really? "

"Of course." Mingtong said firmly, "What I have is money, uncle."

As he spoke, he walked forward, ConCon hurriedly wrapped the burden, threw it on his shoulder, followed him with a fart, and said "Uncle Shi, you are so good", coaxing the corners of Mingtong's mouth to the back of his ears.

Walking to a noodle restaurant, he came over with a menu, ordered a few fried vegetarian dishes that he was usually reluctant to eat, and asked her what else to eat. ConCon shook her head. "I'll just eat noodles."

Done." Mingtong handed the menu to the waiter, "Three more bowls of noodles."

Mingtong was just about to eat, and suddenly saw an acquaintance, so he said: "You eat first, I'll go out for a trip, and I'll be back in a while, you're welcome, eat whatever you want, let go of eating, and find someone to cook for you what you want to eat, I guarantee that you can eat enough."

ConCon looked at him with bright eyes, full of joy.

It's been a long time since anyone told her to let her open her belly tube and be full!

Uncle Shi is so good!

Looking at her adoring eyes, Mingtong walked out flutteringly and went to catch up with old friends.

ConCon neatly took the chopsticks and swallowed it, and as soon as the noodles were in their mouths, their eyes narrowed.

It smells so good!

She sucked and ate faster, buried her head in the bowl, and drank all the soup, it was delicious.

After eating, she glanced at the other bowl of excess on the table and ate it without hesitation, It was like this when she was on the mountain; Master and Senior Brother only allowed her to eat two bowls.

But this time it's different, Uncle Mingtong said. Whatever she wants, she is full, and she can ask for it again after eating!

After drinking the last sip of soup, she looked around, grabbed the waiter, and said, "Brother, have another bowl of noodles."

"One more bowl."

"Two more bowls."

"Ten more bowls!"

Fifteen minutes later, after Mingtong finished talking with his friend, he walked back, and he didn't see the little girl, only a stack of empty bowls on the table.

He frowned. What did he mean by putting someone else's empty bowl on their table?

Just as he was about to speak, he saw the bowl. "Uncle Mingtong, you're back. You're right; this noodle is delicious!"

Mingtong watched her skillfully stack the empty bowls on top of them and pick up another bowl and suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

With a trembling hand, he asked, "Shouldn't all of these be your food?"

ConCon nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, I asked my brother in the store to make me two more bowls, and I will be full after eating, Uncle Mingtong. Thank you. I haven't eaten for a long time!"

Two more bowls?

Mingtong rolled his eyes, slammed on the ground with a bang, and fainted.

It's over, there's not enough money!