Chapter 39 (1/2)
”Here, have a taste of the new sourdough.”
Xu Qinglang put a cup on the zhouze counter. The plum juice looks mellower than before. It's like holding a glass of wine.
”What's the difference?” Zhou Ze didn't drink. He asked first.
”The taste is more thick, a bit like old rice wine. The strength is behind it. It can make you eat without gobbling up like before, and improve your life happiness index.”
”Ah, adultery, love.”
There was a sour sound from the woman who was sorting out the bookshelf.
Zhou Ze took a sip, which was different from the sour plum juice he had drunk before. This time, it was a bit sweet, and the taste was very good.
However, it doesn't seem to be the feeling you want.
Just after tasting it, Zhou Ze felt a twinge of acid in his stomach.
”Hiss...”
The body could not help shivering.
That kind of sour aftertaste,
good domineering.
Ten fingers slightly curved, and then slowly open, Zhou Ze nodded, very satisfied.
”You have a heart.” Zhou Ze said.
”You're welcome.” Xu Qinglang smiled. ”I'm going to take this as my signature side dish. Unfortunately, there should be fewer people who like this taste.”
”Well.” Zhou agreed.
”Squeak.”
The door of the bookstore was opened, and a group of students came in. There were a lot of students, seven or eight of whom seemed to be ”obedient party”.
”Boss, how much WiFi?” A girl asked.
Zhou extended his finger to the wall, which read.
”Whoo...”
The students sat down on plastic benches, and then the girls took out some homework from their backpacks, apportioned it and asked others to copy it.
Winter vacation is coming to an end. It's a normal scenic spot.
Zhou Ze naturally won't be bored to run to educate these children about the significance of learning and the disadvantages of copying other people's homework. He reaches out to the counter and points. The female corpse comes to help Zhou Ze pour a cup of warm water.
At this time, the girl who took the lead went to the bookshelf and rummaged through those books at will. After selecting several books, she went to Zhou Ze and said, ”how much is it?”
”95.” Zhou Ze replied.
”Here, don't look.”
The girl is very generous. She threw out one hundred.
Zhou Ze took the money and said nothing more.
When it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon, the group of students had finished their homework and left, and the bookshop was once again as cold as it should have been.
Xu Qinglang is not in the shop. He has gone to customize the plaque. Of course, he will not customize the plaque according to Zhou Ze's saying, ”people eat earth all their lives, and people eat earth once.” because as long as the brain is normal, it can be seen that this plaque is not suitable for hanging in the place where they eat, it is more suitable for hanging on both sides of the grave.
The female corpse is quite straightforward. I cleaned the first floor and the second floor today, but I can't see any other shortcomings except for the occasional flirtation.
She didn't say where she was going, and Zhou didn't ask.
Of course, Zhou Ze remembers Mrs. Bai's reminder: ”the next cold clothing festival, burn the body with bamboo and wood.”
Zhou Ze didn't know if Mrs. Bai knew her body. In fact, she had already developed wisdom.
If she knew it, but still entrusted it to herself, at the same time, she told herself how and when to burn her. What's the answer?
Last night, the female corpse also admitted that even if she was killed by Zhou Ze, she would not let the evil spirit spill out and cause the innocent white lady in hell to be implicated.
From this point of view,
this corpse, which is regarded as a maid by itself,
is also a poor person.
”What's your name?” Zhou Ze asked.
”My name is Bai.” The corpse replied.
”White what?”
”The warbler.”
”White weeping?”
Zhou Ze nodded. It's a strange name.
”In fact, you don't have to work so hard to eat.” The female corpse stretched out, and her proud figure stood out, ”it's like you and I can sleep soundly together.
Your soul is stained with the breath of hell, but your body is still alive.
You need to sleep, you need to eat, you need to supply your body, but your soul does not need these, so it will instinctively disgust and repel. ”
”Go on.”
”I can feed you later.” With a coquettish smile, the female corpse said, ”the food passes through my mouth with my juices, which is equivalent to the breath of ghosts. If you eat it again, you won't feel so bad. ”Zhou Ze suddenly understood why the last cup of water felt a little sweet, not because of the sweet mouth of the female corpse, but because of this reason.
”Thank you.”
”You're welcome.”
There came a man in a leather jacket outside the shop. He was wearing something rustic, his hair was a little messy and his face was red. He should have just drunk.
The other side turned outside for two times, and finally pushed the door into the bookstore.
At first, Zhou Ze did not pay attention, but soon, Zhou Ze's eyes were slightly solidified.
This man, he knows.
Sun Tao, his former assistant, a A young doctor with great potential.
The female corpse's eyes were also slightly coagulated. She put out her hand and gently poked Zhou Ze's waist. The waxy voice said:
”up poor, can I eat that?”
Cannibalism?
Zhou Ze frowned slightly.
”You didn't notice the difference, the man on his back.”
After such a reminder, Zhou Ze just stood up and looked at a black thing hanging behind the man.
Ordinary people may not know what it is, because it looks a little abstract, a little like a black worm, but it has some special humanoid characteristics.
But because of his previous career, Zhou Ze can see what this is at a glance - a premature baby.
”Sobbing Whine, whine... ”