Chapter 231: Field

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"Salted Fish Canon", first column, first chapter, first article:

"People need to know how to be satisfied."

As an inspirational man who wants to be the salted fish king,

After Boss Zhou waved his "new paw" a few times like a child secretly delighted with a new toy,

After a while, he retracted his paws, ran downstairs to take a shower again, and then went to sleep in vain with his arms around the maid.

This kind of behavior of "guarding oneself and stealing oneself" is really dangerous, especially the consciousness in the body has become disgusted with it and even started to resist. Fortunately, it was finally suppressed by Zhou Ze.

But from another perspective, this feeling is really exciting.

Boss Zhou seems to have succeeded in "stealing the chicken",

With the mentality that I have already made money anyway,

It was a very sweet sleep.

Maybe it was because he consumed too much last night. Zhou Ze didn't wake up until the afternoon. After waking up, he found that many parts of his body were sore. Slogans gnash their teeth and campaign once for the consequences.

As a former doctor, Zhou Ze certainly knew that this was the reason for the sudden excessive secretion of lactic acid, so he didn't take it seriously. He went down to wash up leisurely as usual, and then sat down on the first floor.

Bai Yingying immediately brought tea and today's newspaper,

The newspaper was specially ironed by Bai Yingying in advance.

For a long time, the servants of the nobles would iron the newspapers before reading them. This is because the printing technology was not good in the past. Ironing the newspapers can prevent ink stains on the fingers when flipping through them. Now this problem is actually gone, but Bai Yingying likes this sense of ritual.

Zhou Ze just let it go.

Now, under Bai Yingying's meticulous care, Boss Zhou is very much like the banner man who carried the bird cage and went out to walk the birds every morning in the Qing Dynasty.

The old man was watching the news, sitting by the bar, and the monkey was sitting in his arms, while he was watching the news, he scratched the monkey's lice.

In fact, Hou Zai likes to be clean, and he knows how to clean his hair, but the old man is used to this feeling anyway, it doesn't matter if he catches lice or not, the monkey hair is soft and feels really good, and it is very comfortable to knead and knead.

Houzai also enjoyed it very much, with his little head leaning against the old Daoist's chest, with a contented expression on his face.

The state of one person and one monkey doing nothing is more decadent and lazy than the kind of office where people in the market drink tea and read newspapers every day.

"Oh, boss, this star committed suicide."

The old Taoist pointed to the TV screen and shouted to Zhou Ze.

"Who is it?"

Zhou Ze didn't even look up, he wasn't interested in news about the entertainment industry.

"It's the male singer who sang "￥#"."

"oh."

Songs know, people don't.

"He blew himself up on Weibo in the early morning of cheating, he also blew himself up on D, and he also blew up that he was gay, wow, this is fucking enlightenment.

I wiped out my dark history on the Internet, and then committed suicide by jumping from the hotel upstairs, tsk tsk, I still like a few of his songs Pindao very much. "

While talking, the old Taoist reached out and grabbed a handful of monkey hair,

"Hou Zai also likes it very much. I often use my mobile phone to cut this song."

"oh."

Boss Zhou still continued to enjoy the comfortable experience brought by the ironed newspaper, he was really not interested in this aspect of news.

dead,

He has seen a lot.

Men, women, tall, short, fat and thin, beautiful and smart, scumbag and good husband, etc.,

In the eyes of Boss Zhou, it almost became a Nanjing salted duck on the assembly line.

Come naked, pack up routinely, and send to hell to receive.

It is said that some forensic doctors like to sleep in the place where they work, because it can make him feel the warmth of someone accompanying him. It may not be that there is a problem with human psychology. After all, human is an animal with strong habit ability.

"Hey, wait a minute."

The old man took out his mobile phone and flipped through it again, pleasantly surprised:

"Boss, this singer had a commercial performance in Tongcheng yesterday, and he jumped off the top floor of Tongcheng Hotel."

"oh."

Tongcheng Hotel has been a landmark building in the hearts of the people of Tongcheng for a long time. More than ten years ago, when Tongcheng people bragged, they liked to brag that they went to Tongcheng Hotel for dinner yesterday.

The old man became more and more excited, completely ignoring his boss' perfunctory, and continued:

"Boss, do you think he will come to our bookstore tonight?

I have to be ready for the bull's tears, if he comes, we might even hear him sing a song on his own. "

Zhou Ze raised his head, glanced at the old man,

"Not all dead people will come to our bookstore."

Zhou Ze reminded.

If all the dead have to come to the bookstore, then the gdp of the bookstore is really scary. Boss Zhou is so busy that he doesn't even have time to drink coffee. It's probably not a dream to catch Touchao for inspection.

But in fact, most of the dead souls will go to hell by themselves, and only a few disobedient baby souls will be sent to hell through the channel of bookstores.

"Boss, I think he is very wronged. You see, before he died, he blew up all his black history and then committed suicide. There is a huge grievance in it!"

"so?"

"So it is very likely that he will really come to the bookstore tonight!"

Sophisticated star chasing fan feeling.

Seriously,

To a certain extent, Lao Dao's way of chasing stars can be said to be the end of the famous "Hongqiao First Sister",

You block the gate of the airport, I block the gate of hell.

"Want to chase stars? I know that there are many stars in a place, and there are stars like Zhang Rongmei Fang that I also like very much."

"Really?" The old man said in surprise.

"Well, quickly find a rope and hang it up by yourself. I will be responsible for sending your soul to hell. Maybe you can catch up with their underground concert."

"..." said the old man.

In the evening, Xu Qinglang prepared another big meal. For the first time, Boss Zhou solemnly took out his treasured Bianhua brand juice, took a small sip carefully, and then felt his appetite whetted. It was really a full meal A meal!

The rest of the people at the table looked at Boss Zhou with the same feeling as when they saw that Naiheqiao old woman gobbled it up the day before yesterday.

really,

The living conditions in hell are poor,

See how hungry these ghosts are.

After dinner,

Boss Zhou, who had made it all the way, simply moved a chair and sat down at the door of the bookstore. With the lingering aftertaste of the anther on the other side, Zhou Ze took the candied fruit brought by Bai Yingying and continued to eat.

eat happily,

enjoy the wonderful feeling of food,

This long-lost happiness,

If Boss Zhou hadn't deliberately held back, he might have cried at the dinner table.

Xu Qinglang walked to the door of the store, lit a cigarette, and looked a little disappointed.

Today's meal marked that Xu Qinglang's series of juice drinks featuring sour plum juice will soon be withdrawn from the market.

Without speaking or communicating, after smoking, Xu Qinglang went back to the bookstore to do his own business.

Boss Zhou was enjoying the last hustle and bustle of South Street in the evening,

At the same time, I was thinking about whether to spend some time tonight to practice the sickle claws that came out yesterday, or to continue to steal chickens?

The latter impulse was quickly restrained by Zhou Ze. Forget it, you can't chew too much, so take your time.

A car stopped at the door of the bookstore, the window was pulled down, and Zhou Ze saw a... man in a blue skirt sitting inside!

The candied fruit in his throat suddenly choked, and Zhou Ze coughed.

The other party turned his face and looked at Zhou Ze, with a little dissatisfaction on his expression, but he didn't say anything.

He took out his mobile phone, as if reorienting himself. Finally, he looked towards Zhou Ze again, then opened the door and got out of the car.

When the other party got out of the car, Zhou Ze realized that he might have misread it. The other party was wearing a small black delicate suit. He might have put a woman's skirt on his body before driving in the car.

Before the person approached, the scent had already permeated, it was the smell of perfume, very pungent and strong.

Under the circumstances, Zhou Ze really wanted to call Xu Qinglang out to make gestures.

You have met your match!

However, Zhou Ze soon discovered the difference. Old Xu is a straight man, so there is nothing wrong with his functions and interests. His face is naturally feminine, but this one in front of him is full of artificiality. , and as a senior surgeon, Zhou Ze could tell that the other party's face must have been cut a lot, and this was because he abruptly refurbished himself to look like a woman.

"Come to your place and say hello. My name is Liu Chuyu. I'm a new ghost messenger from Changzhou. I'm going to detain a dead soul tonight."

The other party stretched out his hand to Zhou Ze, intending to shake hands, but the other party put a handkerchief on the palm of his hand in advance, the meaning was obvious, he disliked Zhou Ze's dirty hands.

Boss Zhou himself is still obsessed with cleanliness. He smiled when he saw this scene, and didn't bother to shake hands with this guy, so he asked directly:

"Lin Ke told me that there was a ghost messenger from Changzhou who crossed the border and wanted to come here. Why, take the ghost away from me and steal the business?"

"I can compensate you in other ways. This dead soul is very important to me. I need to see him off in person, and there may be some accidents along the way."

The other party bent down and looked at Zhou Ze:

"If my attitude and posture make you feel uncomfortable, then I'm here to apologize to you first, I don't want to cause trouble here.

I am neither arrogant nor arrogant,

But because the inertia of this body is too strong,

Many of the details of my current behavior are driven by the previous habits of this body, and I haven't fully adapted to it yet, sorry. "

"The inertia of the body?"

"Oh, in short, this body instinctively rejects and hates men, but he is a man himself."

Liu Chuyu had an expression of nothing more than death,

"Falling into the body of this host, I am also very desperate."

After speaking, Liu Chuyu looked at Zhou Ze carefully, smiled, and said:

"Brother, your body is well chosen, and you are quite handsome. I really envy you."

"hehe."

Zhou Ze originally wanted to tell the other party that falling on the enemy who killed him is not something to be envied,

But look at this one in front of you,

He suddenly felt that Xu Le still had his cuteness.

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