Chapter 33 Pretend Not to Be Present
The next day, the sky was bright and clear, and the village that had been silent all night became noisy again.
On the four-horizontal and eight-vertical street, there are crowds of people, full of vitality.
What's interesting is that when some villagers who know each other meet each other, they often talk about the rumored small shop in Konoha after asking "Have you eaten?"
If the person being asked happened to have heard of Yang Ming's shop, the two of them would chatter about each other.
That scene, as if they witnessed it with their own eyes, was full of pride.
And if the other party hasn't heard it, it doesn't matter.
The villager who asked the question must be secretly happy in his heart, bragging to the other party like a hype, to satisfy his little vanity.
Suddenly, the popularity of Yang Ming's shop spread to the village at an unimaginable speed.
In the process of promoting this intentionally or intentionally, the reputation of Yang Ming's small restaurant has a tendency to surpass that of Yile Restaurant.
Of course, there are quite a few people who don't believe it. They always think that Yile Restaurant is the best.
Among these people, with the mentality of watching a good show, they came to the door of Yang Ming's shop early with some villagers who came here especially for the name.
But when they saw Yang Ming's shop for the first time, their hearts were filled with endless disappointment.
Really, the decoration of this store is too shabby.
Compared with Yile Restaurant, which is full of Japanese style, Yang Ming's restaurant has neither any external decoration nor unique style.
Uh, maybe, the thatch on the roof is also a feature?
Pooh, what age is this!
Didn't you see that even civilians are living in concrete houses? What kind of junk is this?
It's not their fault, after all, in this era when Buddha relies on gold clothes and people rely on clothes, whether or not one has a good appearance determines the upper and lower limits of one's career to a considerable extent.
Undoubtedly, they imagined Yang Ming's small shop too beautifully before, but after being mercilessly impacted by reality, the gap between gains and losses was simply chilling.
However, some people noticed the couplets on both sides of the store entrance.
An old man wearing gold-rimmed presbyopic glasses stepped forward to look at it carefully, and said word by word, "This is a humble room, but I am virtuous."
After reading, the old man's face as old as bark suddenly flushed, clapped his hands excitedly, and said: "Okay, the words are good, and the meaning is better!"
Anyone who sees an old man in his seventies and eighties so excited can't help but step forward with curiosity.
A young man stepped forward and asked, "Master, what's so exciting, isn't it just a few words, I can also write!"
Unexpectedly, the old man gave the young man a cold look, snorted, and said bluntly: "You young man! How do you know so much!"
The young man felt that he couldn't get off the stage when the old man said this, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Who do you think you are!"
The old man didn't give in at all, he stuck out his chest arrogantly, and said, "I'm not talented, the word "fire" on the Hokage Building was written by this old man."
What is pretentiousness, this old man is!
That posture, that tone of voice, a lonely fan of a master.
Hearing that he had written to Hokage Building, the young man also knew that he had kicked on the iron board.
But how many teenagers are there in one's life?
If you are young and not frivolous, you will be a young man in vain.
The young man was not afraid of tigers when he was a newborn calf, so he bit the bullet and said back: "Tch, if this is the case, then tell me, what's so great about this couplet!"
Although the old man is old, he has not lost any of his past, and his temper is still fiery, like a volcano being triggered.
He threw his head back high and looked at the young man with contemptuous eyes.
"Young students, listen up!"
"Let's talk about this word first. The author has reached a realm that is difficult for future generations to reach. The font is majestic, majestic and varied, just like a dragon that sees its head but does not see its tail, carrying the vicissitudes of time."
"And what is even more admirable is the author's mind. Look at the meaning of this couplet. This is just a simple house, but I have a good character and show the author's generous and confident demeanor. I can be called a role model for my generation!"
After listening to the old man's words, except for the young man, everyone else blushed for their previous behavior.
Yes, we mortals only see its humble appearance, but fail to see its connotation.
At this moment, the rumored image of Yang Ming became even more popular.
This is a master who seeks defeat alone, just to escape the hustle and bustle of the world, and live in seclusion in this small shop.
The young man is very upset, your uncle, why don't you slap me in the face in front of so many people.
The young man was sullen, glanced away, and suddenly found that there was a note pasted at the door of the small shop.
Just like Columbus discovering the New World, the young man immediately swept away the previous haze, and proudly said to the old man: "Sir, tell me, what are the words on this piece of paper!"
Under the young man's playful eyes, the old man carefully studied the note.
"Hey hey, the owner of the shop will go out to collect materials tomorrow, and the business will be closed for one day."
The old man only felt a gloom in his heart, and he almost vomited blood.
Nima, don't trick me like this!
What a great master!
Although Yang Ming used block letters, it was neatly written.
But in this world, people are not afraid of poor quality goods, but they are afraid of comparing goods.
With the previous comparison, this word can hardly catch the eye.
Moreover, what the hell is written on this note!
The old man felt that the world was full of deep malice towards him.
It was agreed to let me pretend to be aggressive, why did I get slapped in the face, I am too old, I can't stand it!
But after thinking about it, the uncle seemed to have a clear understanding, and coughed calmly.
"Young students, geniuses have always had such strange hobbies since ancient times. This can only show..."
The old man considered his sentence before blurting out: "The owner is very willful!"
Great, this is powerful!
The old man secretly gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, and secretly called it a fluke. This did not offend the shopkeeper, and it seemed reasonable.
The old man glanced at the young man triumphantly from the corner of his eyes, and saw him standing on the spot with a bewildered expression, and he was even more proud in his heart.
"Small, you know that ginger is still old and spicy!"
The young man was hit on the left side of the cheek, and then the right side of the face came up, and was cracked by the old man's combination of punches, and his whole body was not good.
Mom is right, this world is too dangerous!
The young man thought in his heart, and bid farewell to this sad place with a heavy heart.
Like a victorious rooster, the old man proudly raised his head, feeling that he is still as powerful as before, which is really gratifying, and he will go to Yang Ming's shop to have a good rubbing meal later.
etc.
It seems like something is wrong.
The old man turned his head and saw that the words on the note were so dazzling.
"Hey hey, the owner of the shop will go out to collect materials tomorrow, and the business will be closed for one day."
Not only the old man, but also the other guests who came here especially, felt an inexplicable pain in their hearts and hearts after seeing this note.
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