Chapter 1433

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
"Hello

The old man said with a smile. He quickly put on a piece of it and sent it to him. He said, "little master, sit here! Sit and eat. This stinky tofu is delicious only when it is dipped in my special sauce. "

"Good."

Tang Ning laughs and looks at the stinky tofu in the soup. The surface is black and crisp, and there are many sauces. It smells very strong. She inserts a hole in the middle with her chopsticks to let the soup soak into the tofu. Then she takes a bite. The bean curd is crisp and stinky, especially with the soup. The smell is endless 。

"Well, uncle, it's delicious. Give me another one." She nodded, gave him a thumbs up, and called again.

"My family's stinky tofu has been cooked for decades. The taste is the most authentic. It's very good. All of them come to eat in this alley. But some people who don't like it say they smell smelly. Even if they pass by, they cover their noses."

The old man grinned and served another one. He said, "this stinky tofu should be eaten while it's hot. I'll eat it first. If it's not enough, call me again."

"Good." After eating two portions in a row, Tang Ning felt his stomach and belched. He sat down for a while, drank two cups of tea and gargled his mouth.

"Uncle, this is the money of stinky tofu." She took out the money and put it on the table. She stood up and said, "I know a little about facial expression. I think uncle has a bloody disaster today, so I'd better go home early!"

Hearing this, the old man said, "how can you say that, little master! How can I have a bloody disaster when I set up a stall here? I don't think you are young and sensible. You can't talk nonsense

Tang Ning laughed and said, "I can't talk nonsense. It's just that I met fate and mentioned you. Since you don't believe it, there's no way." She went to his stall, took a look at it, went to the old man's side, and put the iron plate into his lapel with a smile.

She patted the shocked old man on the shoulder and said with a smile, "don't take it out. Maybe it can save your life."

The old man was stupefied. Looking at the little monk who had gone far away, he felt his hands towards his chest. The iron plate was stuffed in his thick clothes, and he wanted to take it out. But he thought of the words the little monk had just said, he stopped and took back his hand, muttering: "what a strange man."

"Stinky tofu, smelly and smelly tofu!"

He yelled twice and got busy again. In fact, there was no need to yell at stinky tofu. The smell was enough to make people who like to eat smell it.

In the evening, when the old man was greeting the guests, he heard the sound of fighting. When he turned around, he saw two fighting monks coming towards this side. He was trying to hide, so he was grabbed by his collar and pushed forward to block the knife. Looking at the other side's knife, he closed his eyes in surprise.

"Ah

The knife was originally intended to cut down the loose repair, but it fell on the chest of the old man because he was pushed out to block the knife. At once, there was a metal magnetic crash.

"Bang!"

The swordsman was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the old man's legs softened and fell down, something seemed to have blocked him. The knife didn't kill him. Seeing that the monk took the opportunity to escape, the swordsman rushed to catch up with him.

After a while, the old man took his breath back. Shaking, he felt his hand in his lapel and took out the iron plate inside