Salted fish turning system

Early in the morning, Zhao Mu and Sun Zhiqiang came outside the shop, and there were already six, no.

"I just said that Chef Zhao can't lie to people, and we'll be fine if we wait in this No. [-] shop."

"I didn't eat fried rice from God Chef Zhao yesterday afternoon. I feel uncomfortable all over. I must have some to enjoy myself today."

Seeing those familiar or unfamiliar faces, Zhao Mu and Sun Zhiqiang also smiled at each other, and then immediately entered the shop and started to get busy.

The number shop rewarded by the system was originally a geomantic treasure with a lot of traffic, the interior decoration is also extremely high-end, and the space can also be called spacious.But now there are too many people coming in to buy fried rice. If the benches are arranged one by one, the whole room may not be able to hold them.

Zhao Mu could only follow the previous idea and let the extra people wait outside the store, waiting for the customers in front to finish buying fried rice before entering the store.

So that miraculous scene appeared in the originally densely populated Wancheng Commercial Street. Four or fifty people lined up in a neat queue, and then waited quietly outside a shop, ignoring the hot sun in the sky, even if they were sweating There is no trace of impatience, as if there are mountains of gold and silver in it to attract them.

Such a weird scene naturally also attracted many people who originally set up shop here. Although this place originally had a large number of customers, each shop has a good business and only has a maximum of 30 people. It will not be crowded like Zhao Mu's No. [-] shop. A long queue, which can ignite the curiosity of everyone who opened a shop here.

"Today is really evil? What on earth is this shop doing? Why didn't even hang up the signboard? It's just that it just opened, and a hundred people came to line up, and it took more than half an hour to wait in line. Not only did people not leave impatiently, but there were even those who drove over from afar to line up.”

"Who knows what kind of demons this No. [-] shop is, I even asked those who lined up to ask. Guess what they said this No. [-] shop sells?"

"It's impossible for so many people to sell anything. Could it be that they are giving money?"

"You won't believe it, but this shop actually sells fried rice, just ordinary fried rice with eggs."

"Egg fried rice? Is the owner of this shop crazy? Is the egg fried rice sold here? This place is very expensive, and it costs 8000 yuan per square meter. If he is a rented shop, he can even collect the rent. received that he was bankrupt."

"Bankrupt? Do you know what price he sells for fried rice, 80 yuan a bowl!"

"Are these people crazy? They have come all the way to stand in the heat of over 30 degrees for so long just to buy fried rice worth more than 80 yuan? Does his fried rice shine like gold?"

"Did you think it was filming the Chinese Little Master II? But according to them, the fried rice is exactly the same except that it doesn't shine golden. After eating it, I really feel like I have become a fairy."

At this time, Zhao Mu was also very busy. Although Zhao Mu did not plan to rely on the ability to cook rice given by the system to support himself for the rest of his life, although the second ability of fortune-telling and fortune-telling given by the system is powerful, the society now believes that There are still not many fortune tellers, so Zhao Mu has been groping for how to use this ability.

Therefore, every time Zhao Mu cooks fried rice, he will look up at the faces of the people who come to buy the fried rice. Just like Zhao Mu has gradually mastered the ability of cooking rice before, after a period of use, his fortune-telling skills are now completely lost to Zhao Mu. master.

With a glance, Zhao Mu can clearly see whether the whole room is good or bad, and even wealth, love, and official luck.

"Huh? Why is this middle-aged man so black..."

A taciturn middle-aged man lined up quietly at the end of the line, looking very ordinary, but in Zhao Mu's eyes, this man exuding a strange black aura stood out like a lighthouse in the dark.

Name: Qian Xing.

Age: 45 years old.

Status: fugitive criminal, human trafficker.

Introduction: A well-known criminal who committed crimes, cunning and cruel, made a living by abducting and trafficking children, and had strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. He came to Tianjing, far away from his hometown, in disguise in order to avoid the red arrest warrant against him.

"Holy shit, this body is full of resentment and can still be alive and kicking. It seems that the legendary ghosts are not nonsense. With such a large scale of resentment, I am afraid that I would have been cursed to death in my own home." Zhao Mu secretly said in surprise.

"Brother Mu, are you not feeling well? Why does your face look a little ugly?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. You can watch it for me first, and I'll be back when I go to the toilet." Zhao Mu quickly found an excuse and went to the toilet calmly.

After carefully checking that there was no one else in the toilet, Zhao Mu hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed 110.

"Hey, is it the police station? I found a criminal here. Please send a few more policemen here. It's at Shop No. [-] on Wancheng Commercial Street."

"Okay, please wait a moment, we will send the police patrolling nearby."

"By the way, when I invite you in..." Zhao Mu muttered.

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"Everyone, wait in a hurry. I'm really sorry. My stomach suddenly feels a little uncomfortable."

Zhao Mu, who entered the hall, glanced casually to make sure that the man with black resentment had indeed not left, so he was completely relieved.

Before Zhao Mu's fried rice was cooked, two policemen in police uniforms walked into the shop.

"Who called the police just now?"

Zhao Mu immediately stood up, pointing at Qian Xing who was emitting black air all over his body and said.

"Comrade policeman, that's the man."

Originally, according to Zhao Mu's thinking, Qian Xing would definitely feel guilty because of his report, and he might even take the initiative to show his feet without saying anything.

But who knew that Qian Xing didn't seem to panic at all after being pointed out by Zhao Mu, and stared at Zhao Mu with slightly angry eyes.

"Two comrades, did I make a mistake? I'm just an ordinary wage earner. How could I be a criminal?"

"Sir, please show your ID card." A policeman said to Qian Xing.

Qian Xing unhurriedly took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Well, Mr. Liu Gang?"

I saw that the person on the ID card was Qian Xing himself, but his name was changed to Liu Gang.

"I don't know if the shop owner made a mistake, but I'm a real wage earner. If it's a false police report, please give me a reasonable explanation." Qian Xing said slowly. .

At this time, the customers on the side were also talking about it, and you started to talk about it.

"That's right, this middle-aged man queued up here early in the morning and didn't do anything. Why was he suddenly called a criminal by the shop owner?"

"Well, this middle-aged man seems to be honest. Don't mess with the shop owner somewhere before, so he deliberately revenged him here."

While everyone was discussing, Zhao Mu on the side said to Qian Xing calmly.

"Why did Mr. Qian change his name? It's hard to get on the red arrest warrant. It's considered successful and famous."

As soon as the words fell, before everyone could react, Qian Xing suddenly kicked a policeman who was near the door down, and then ran towards the door.

But a policeman in the store didn't react at all, he moved a step slower, and Qian Xing was about to escape from the store, but he saw a woman with short hair suddenly jumping out from the end of the long queue, kicking like Qian Xing. , Kicking Qian Xing back into the shop.

"Hmph, I still want to learn how to be handsome and pretend to be cool these two times, so let's practice for another two years..." The short-haired woman clapped her hands, then took out a pair of handcuffs from her arms, and put Qian Xing, who had collapsed on the ground, copy on.

"Officer Xue is still capable. This guy dared to run away directly because of his two hands. If you weren't here to sit here, I'm afraid something would really go wrong today." The policeman who arrived late said embarrassedly.

"Pretend to be dead, let you exercise more in normal times, now that a middle-aged man has directly knocked you down, I am ashamed for you." The woman angrily yelled at the policeman who was kicked down.

Only then did the kicked policeman struggle and hold his stomach and slowly stand up.

"Here, this guy is already not calling himself. Let the two of you take him back to the police station. I will stay here to understand some situations, and then I will follow you."