602: C602 The Midnight Wonton Stall

C602 The Midnight Wonton Stall

"No..."

Shen Qingfeng was silent for a moment. The commotion in the South Sea was earth-shattering. Even ordinary people could sense the birth of a saint. Why didn't Yanjing receive any news? Who was the one who was causing trouble?

He thought of a person, a familiar person. He was the senior of the Yanjing University, and also his sworn brother, Lee Chen.

Lee Chen was the reincarnation of Chi You. He had awakened earlier than him and had been secretly plotting for many years. It wasn't difficult for him to do such a thing.

However, what was Lee Chen's goal? He couldn't think of anything at this moment.

"What's wrong? Did something happen again?"

Xu Zhou's heart skipped a beat when he saw Shen Qingfeng's expression. An ominous feeling rose in his heart. Something that could make a Deification Expert ask about it was definitely not something to be trifled with. He had a feeling that this generation of Abnormal Human Research Institute would experience a great storm.

"It's fine. There are many talents in the research institute. You don't have to do everything yourself. Work hard to improve your cultivation base!"

Shen Qingfeng didn't want to give Xu Zhou too much pressure. The price of a saint was like a killing machine to Dharma Ending Age. Even he found it troublesome, let alone Xu Zhou.

In all honesty, Xu Zhou was definitely an outstanding talent among the younger generation. His talent and inheritance were not to be underestimated. The only thing that could change the era was that the era came too quickly. He didn't know if there was still enough time for him to grow.

"Alright! If you need help, feel free to ask. We are brothers, don't shoulder everything."

Xu Zhou nodded his head. Shen Qingfeng had told him more than once about his cultivation base, but everything was about fate. There was no need to rush for quick success. After experiencing so many things, his Dao Heart could be considered stable.

"Hahaha, don't worry. Just accompany me to drink more."

"Alright! Today, I will sacrifice my life to accompany a gentleman..."

...

The two of them drank until late into the night. The fact proved that Tribulation Stage warriors could also get drunk when drinking wine from the secular world. Xu Zhou had never used his magic power to dissolve the alcohol. In the end, he went straight to the bottom of the table.

However, there was no need to worry. Cultivators could not be judged by common sense. When dawn came tomorrow, Xu Zhou would wake up and put his mind into work a hundred times faster than usual.

Shen Qingfeng settled Xu Zhou down and walked out of the building of Abnormal Human Research Institute. It was late at night. A gust of cold wind blew by, bringing along a chill.

"It's almost autumn..."

He muttered. Last summer, he and Jiang Muwan came to Yanjing to study. Now, a year had passed. He did not expect things to change.

There were no pedestrians on the roadside, but there were already people setting up stalls, selling fried dough sticks and Chaos. The stall owner was a 60-70 year old man who worked greedily at dawn. One should know that it was still early in the morning!

Shen Qingfeng did not know why, but he unconsciously walked to the stall and sat down. He said to the old man, "One serving of wonton and two yuan worth of fried dough sticks."

His parents often went out on business trips in high school, and he often went out to work part-time. Sometimes when he was hungry at night, he would go downstairs and order a serving of youtiao. When he went home, he would make a big bowl of noodles with pickled vegetables and ham. He ate very well.

"Okay! It will be done soon. Young man, have you been working overtime until now? I heard that your programmer is often 996, so you have to pay attention to your health!"

Sir System's hair was white and his face was dark. However, when he smiled, he looked very kind.

"Sir, you must be joking. I've suffered less than half of what you've suffered!"

Shen Qingfeng responded with a smile. A job like a snack stall might seem simple, but it was actually very torturous. Every day was a day where black and white were reversed. As time went on, it was really unbearable.

"Hehe, people use food as the sky... She used to be with her husband in the past. Recently, her health has not been very good... "

"I'm used to it... Many customers are familiar faces, it's good to exercise a bit... "

As he was getting old, he could not help but be a little long-winded. Sir System was slowly chatting while Shen Qingfeng listened quietly.

When the wontons and fried dough sticks he ordered were served, a string of bells suddenly sounded on the street.2

"Ding Ling..."

"Ding Ling, Ding Ling..."

...

Shen Qingfeng looked up and saw a couple walking towards the food stall with a little girl.

The strange thing was that the little girl was wearing thin Han clothing, which did not seem to match the season. She was holding a simple lantern in her hand, and there was a naive smile on her chubby face. She looked very cute.

In the Abnormal Human Research Institute's office, Xu Zhou, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He pinched his hands, and thought to himself, Not good. He put on his clothes and started to rush outside.

"Old man, three bowls of wonton and nine fried dough sticks, hurry up and finish eating so we can go on our way."

"Pay attention! If deep-fried dough sticks are discovered, don't fool me with Chen's!"

The man's face carried a trace of hostility as he slapped a hundred yuan note onto the table and shouted loudly.

"Understood, understood..."

The old man swiftly found money and began to cook wontons and fried deep-fried youtiao for the three of them. During this period of time, the husband and wife had a cold expression. Their eyes fell on the girl who was playing as if they were afraid that she would run away.

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