Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

It was evening, and a few scattered stalls had appeared on the street, selling their own delicacies.

“Colorful coconut flavor, delicious and not expensive!”

“Freshly baked grilled milk fan!”

"Colorful glutinous rice, ten yuan for one portion, fifteen yuan for two portions!"

This place was not shunned because of the mountain climbing incident. Instead, it became an instant hit and became a famous internet celebrity attraction in southern Yunnan. The local tourism bureau also attaches great importance to the development of attractions here and deliberately preserves the ethnic customs. On the basis of this, the entire village was renovated.

Xie Hui came back with a disappointed face. He said angrily: "I really saw Hongbo just now. It was exactly the same as in that video. He was also wearing a hat. But when I chased him, he disappeared again..."

As for Ji Jinchen and Chu Yao, one was busy feeding and the other was busy enjoying the food, so they had no time to pay attention to him.

He had no choice but to strike up a conversation with Wuyou, "What do you call this little brother?"

"Wuyou." Wuyou glanced at the snacks on the street. I wonder if these snacks can be sent back to the imperial capital?

"I think you are quite young. When were you born?" Xie Hui asked again.

"Guangxu..." Wuyou was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly thought that it was already modern times and said, "95 years."

"Oh, you are a Pig." Xie Hui sighed, "What a coincidence, my sister is also a Pig."

"It's not a pig, it's a sheep." Wuyou glanced at him and said concisely.

Xie Hui said in confusion: "Huh? That's not right. My sister was born in the Year of the Pig in 1971, so she is exactly two rounds older than you. I remembered it correctly."

"That's okay, I'm from 1895, not 1995." Wuyou looked at Xie Hui speechlessly, feeling that this man's brain must not be working very well.

Xie Hui: "..."

Isn't this young man stupid?

1895, more than a hundred years ago!

How can anyone live a hundred and twenty years?

Xie Hui awkwardly changed the subject and said, "Well, when you come to southern Yunnan, you can't help but eat mushrooms. The various mushrooms here are excellent. We can make soup at the B&B."

After hearing what he said, Chu Yao walked straight to the stall of an old woman. The old woman spread a piece of cloth randomly on the ground, which was filled with all kinds of unnamed mushrooms. They were all plump and thick, and exuded a unique smell. The fragrance.

"Little girl, I just picked these mushrooms from the mountains today. They are fresh. Do you want some?" the old woman shouted.

"Then weigh me four kilograms." Chu Yao said with a smile, and stretched out four fingers to show that he really wanted "four" kilograms.

Xie Hui's eyes widened. Didn't he say before that everyone here likes multiples of three? Chu Yao didn't listen at all!

If the locals are offended, and this is a remote mountainous area, they might do something!

Unexpectedly, the old woman rolled her cloudy eyes, laughed, and said nothing.

She personally weighed four kilograms of mushrooms for Chu Yao and said: "You are all new faces. It's your first time coming to our place, right? Think of these mushrooms as a gift from my old lady for you to try. If they taste good, I'll give them to you next time." Come again."

The old woman handed the mushrooms to Xie Hui, gathered the remaining mushrooms together, wrapped them in cloth into a small package, and left without saying a word.

However, Xie Hui didn't know yet that the strange things had just begun.