"Xiuyun, Qing Xiuyun, hey, boy, isn't she Mrs. Qing!"

"Is she Mrs. Qing?" Zhang Yi was stunned.

"Hey, I'm afraid you were deceived by that little widow." Uncle Zeng grinned.

"I have something to do in the afternoon, so I won't come over tonight. If there are guests, you can deal with them yourself first."

Uncle Zeng stood up and prepared to walk out.

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing Uncle Zeng about to open the door and walk out, Zhang Yi suddenly remembered something:

"Uncle Zeng, what if I encounter a particularly difficult customer and I don't know how to massage?"

What happened yesterday was pretty normal, but what if we encounter some difficult guy?

Besides, Uncle Zeng is a very mysterious person. Since he was able to stay in this massage parlor for so long, Zhang Yi didn't believe that he was an ordinary person, so he just took the opportunity to test the waters.

"That's it."

Uncle Zeng thought Zhang Yi was determined to inherit the shop. After thinking for a moment, he took out a small wooden box from under his stool.

The box was opened and there were various bottles and jars inside.

"For simple muscle sprains, use this."

"If you want to relax your skin, use this."

"If your spine feels uncomfortable, use this."

Uncle Zeng simply introduced the three medicinal wines to himself, and pointed to Dai Moli aside.

"With the new little girl you recruited, it's no problem to fool ordinary people."

"Well, Uncle Zeng just taught me some massage techniques."

Dai Moli now looks confident in her massage techniques. Although she has become a ghost, she seems to have found a new way of life here.

Zhang Yi was not satisfied with this answer and continued to ask:

"What if the injury is particularly serious, such as a broken arm or leg, or even a broken head?"

Uncle Zeng raised the frame of his glasses and examined Zhang Yi carefully with his intact eye on the left, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"This situation is the most dangerous."

Zhang Yi lifted his spirits.

"You better pray this guy is a psychopath.

otherwise……

Just go to the psychiatry department of our fifth hospital. After all, you are still young, so don’t give up treatment."

Zhang Yi was stunned.

On the side, Dai Moli covered her mouth and started laughing.

"jingle!"

When he came to his senses, Uncle Zeng had already walked away.

Zhang Yi walked to the mirror and pinched his face: "Crazy? Maybe, you have to know that the customer you pinched is a dead person. You are more crazy than me."

He put the wooden box aside first.

"Moli, I'm going out for a trip. You can look at the store first."

"Oh, okay, come back soon."

"knew."

"jingle."

Zhang Yi walked out and headed to a nearby supermarket.

I won't be able to leave the massage parlor for a while, so I need to prepare some toiletries.

Toothbrush, towel, skin cream.

Plus some snacks.

It's a pity that Dai Moli can't eat it, but she can eat it while watching herself.

Carrying a bag full of daily necessities, he walked to the checkout counter. When he was about to pay, Zhang Yi suddenly remembered that he wanted to buy a water bottle. Not only for the convenience of drinking water, at least the next time he took Dai Moli out, he didn't need to borrow Zeng.

Uncle’s thermos cup.

"Sorry, I forgot to buy something."

As he said that, he turned around and walked back. As soon as he turned around, a man caught Zhang Yi's eyes and made eye contact with him.

"Huh?"

I met this man yesterday. He is the owner of the third door.

When the other party saw that Zhang Yi noticed him, he immediately turned his head and pretended not to see Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi didn't think much about it. There was a large supermarket nearby and he quickly jumped past the man.

I went to the shelf and picked out a large-capacity thermos cup, checked out, and left with my things in hand.

"Do I need to buy a new set of clothes too?"

Zhang Yi looked at the clothes he was wearing that had not been changed for several days.

"It's definitely too late to buy now."

The sky outside has begun to get dark, and Zhang Yi starts to mutter in his heart whenever it is night, and he won't go out if he can.

"Forget it, just wash it tonight and it will be almost dry by tomorrow night."

"jingle!"

Pushing open the glass door, Zhang Yi walked in carrying his things.

Dai Moli was giving a spa treatment to a customer at the moment. When she saw Zhang Yi coming back, the customer lying on the massage chair turned his head: "Hey, we meet again, we are quite destined..."

The big guys have built a reward building in the book review area. Everyone...hehe, help me pad the floor, hehehehe
Chapter completed!