"Who?" Qin Hui, who had just jumped out of the gate, immediately felt that someone was peeping at him, but Qin Hui looked around but found nothing. Qin Hui, who had stood there for a while, still felt that he was being peeped, but he could not find the root cause, so he had to snorted coldly and said, "You guy who hides his head and tail, don't let me find you." After saying this, Qin Hui looked at the door behind him, and then disappeared like the wind in the night.

Qin Hui, who came to Zhao Village next door, asked a little on the street like a caller, and then learned the direction of Heshunji.

Heshunji is the only rice shop in Zhao Village. It is also a well-known big grain shop because of its complete goods. Although the owner Wuma here is nicknamed as a profiteer, it is not surprising that this profiteer is everywhere in this day and age.

Standing at the door of Heshunji, Qin Hui couldn't help but feel surprised when she looked at the grain shop that was still open in front of her. You must know that it is past two o'clock in the middle of the night. In this era of no electricity, people rarely go out at night.

"Boss, are you here?" Qin Hui, who entered the store, asked while looking at the decorations in the store.

"Sir, you are here! My father said you were sure of it later, but he didn't expect it to be called again." As he spoke, a silly young man walked out of the back hall wearing a black hat with the word "Get rich".

Qin Hui was surprised to hear the silly boy's words. Although he learned from Taoist Simu that this Wuma, which was originally just in the movie, was a master who was soy sauce, was an incredible master, but he did not expect that this Wuma could even calculate the fact that he was coming to buy rice.

When Qin Hui thought of this, she couldn't help but feel in her heart. When she saw this master's plan, she thought of Qin Hui, and asked with a smile, "Little brother, what did your father do?"

"I'm behind, I'll come over in a while." As he said this, the fool took out a black package from under the chopping board and handed it to Qin Hui.

Qin Hui took the black package handed by the fool, and it was like opening it to take a look.

"Can't open it." As the shouting, the fool pressed the package and said, "My father said, let you take it back and open it, otherwise it will not be delicious."

"I'm opening when I go back!" Qin Hui looked at the black package and asked in confusion, "Little brother, is this for me?"

The fool who heard this beat him up and said, "Of course, look at what time it is now? Who else will come out except you?"

"Dongdong, dongdong, dongdong, dongdong, dongdong, hehe, dongdong." Just as Qin Hui was puzzled, with a strange shout, a black and red coffin was carried over by four smiling young men, and then placed it at the door of the rice shop.

Looking at the coffin parked at the door of the rice shop, Qin Hui looked solemn, because the four sedan chairmen carrying sedan chairs not only looked the same, but also had thick red pink on their faces, which didn't look like normal people at first glance.

Drip, drip. With the loud sound of the horn, the four young men who put the coffin up smiled and raised the black and red coffin lid.

Woo, woo, woo, after opening the coffin, a gust of cold wind blew from all over the place, making Qin Hui cover her eyes.

When Qin Hui opened her eyes again, a feminine young man in a red robe appeared in front of him holding a long white whip in his hand. The young man in red had a pale face, with a three-point female appearance on his face, and a bright red dot was dotted with a red pen on his forehead.

The young man looked at the black cloth bag in Qin Hui's hand, pointed at himself expressionlessly, and signaled Qin Hui to hand over the bag to him.

"This is yours!" Qin Hui said, looking at the young man's outstretched hands, the fingernails of these hands seemed to be dyed with pink nail polish.

After hearing this, the young man nodded, and then smiled at Qin Hui.

Qin Hui looked at the young man who looked a little charming and shivered. Then she threw the black package to him without thinking.

The young man who took the package into his hand made a goodbye gesture to Qin Hui and the fool, then sat on the black and red coffin, carried by the four young men and disappeared into the night.

"Yeah! A guest is here!" As he spoke, Wuma, who was playing soy sauce in the movie, walked out with a smile.

Qin Hui looked at Wu Ma with a smile on her face and asked in confusion, "Boss, there was a young man sitting in a coffin just now. He came here to get things. Who is that young man?"

"What! Did you see that young man?" Wu Ma looked disbelief when he heard this.

Listening to Wu Ma's words, the fool said with a smile, "Yes, Dad, he really saw it. The package you handed me to me or the one he gave it to that person!"

Wu Ma, who heard this, slapped the fool on the head and cursed, "Who asked you to give him the package!"

Qin Hui heard this and asked, "Boss, I am Master Qianxun's friend. I came to you to buy glutinous rice. Who was that person just now? Since I saw it, don't hide it."

After hearing Qin Hui's words, Wu Ma breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said, "Oh! It turned out that Qianxun's bull nose asked you to come! I thought it was an ordinary person! But Qianxun hasn't seen him for a long time, I thought he was dead!"

Qin Hui said after hearing the voice, "Haha, Master Qianxun is living a good life. He is now in Uncle Jiu's charity village. If he had time, he would definitely come here."

Seeing that Qin Hui was right, Wu Ma nodded, "Well, since you are Qianxun's friend, this is no secret. This young man is a ghost king. When he is fine, he likes to eat the special rice cakes I make the most. It's not that I'll brag with you. My rice shop is doing business with living people during the day, and I do business with dead people at night. In short, no matter whether he is a living person or a dead person, he can satisfy him when I get here."

As he said this, Wu Ma opened the box on one side and said, "There are rice cakes, rice cakes, rice noodles in this shop, and various styles. Take it out and try it to see how it tastes?"

Qin Hui picked up a piece of rice cake, put it in her mouth and ate it, and exclaimed, "Well! OK, it's so good. The rice cake is soft and sticky and does not stick to the teeth. It tastes so good!"

Wu Ma laughed and said, "Hehe, it tastes good! Remember this taste. When you die, you can also come to me to buy rice cakes. Moreover, the rice cakes for ghosts are more fragrant than those for people to eat! Haha, I guarantee that you will not regret being a ghost at that time!"

Listening to Wu Ma's words, Qin Hui couldn't help asking, "By the way, since you're making food for ghosts, are there any food for zombies?"

"Zombie! Haha, little brother, you are really good!" After saying this, Wu Ma took a jar from the bamboo basket above his head, then opened it and said, "I think you are a friend of Taoist Qianxun, so you can see something good."

Qin Hui looked at the jar opened in Wuma's hand and felt a foul smell, mixed with bloody smell spread all over.

Wu Ma looked at Qin Hui's frowning expression and used a spoon to dig out a little red rice grains from the jar. He said without hesitation, "Look, this is the blood rice made with my secret recipe. After zombies eat it, they still want to eat it! And my workmanship is also very particular. I made it with selected chicken blood, pig blood, cow blood, sheep blood, horse blood, and human blood. You can try it first. I promise that after you eat it, you will never forget the taste even if you become a zombie!"

Listening to what Wu Ma said was very good, Qin Hui couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Will you not be regarded as a wrong way by those righteous people?"

When Wu Ma heard this, he quickly covered the lid and put it back into the bamboo basket above his head. After everything was done, he said unhappily to Qin Hui, "I think you are a friend of Qianxun, so I asked you to see my baby. Also, you can't buy it. You say I'm a crooked way, but I don't like to listen to it! You have to know that the world is in a recession, and there are many people who sell blood and food exchange. And I'm not scaring you. My rice shop has been uploaded from my ancestors to me for at least two or three hundred years. Everyone in the Yin and Yang worlds must give me three points of face. If you come for trouble, I advise you to change your house."

Qin Hui shook her head as she heard this, then threw a gold bar to Wu Ma and said, "I'm here to take care of your business. Then, give me a hundred kilograms of glutinous rice first. If I have any other needs in the future, I'm coming here at that time."

Wu Ma smiled at Qin Hui's appearance, and then turned around and secretly bit the gold bar with his teeth. Seeing that it was the real gold, Wu Ma put it in his pocket quietly and laughed, "I'll just say, how could Qianxun's friend come to smash my place! Son, go and pack a hundred kilograms of glutinous rice for your uncle."

Seeing that his son had gone to call rice, Wu Ma said to Qin Hui, "Mr. Qin took a gold bar when he made a move. It's really a bosom! I've made up your friend. If you have any food you need in the future, you can come here."

After hearing Wu Ma's words, Qin Hui nodded and smiled.
Chapter completed!