Chapter 108: Why is there a traffic jam? Did you accidentally enter the ghost market?
It happened to be a sunny weekend.
These two days, diners have been eating one meal at a time.
They all rushed into the cemetery.
Sunday evening at 7 p.m.
Many villagers ate a few bites of dinner and then took a walk over to wait for their midnight snack.
They each brought a lot of equipment and started playing mahjong directly on the grave.
As night slowly falls.
The villagers were not at all panicked and each hung a headlamp around their neck.
It's bright and shiny, and although a bit heavy, it's very useful.
Soon after, old customers arrived one after another.
I was caught off guard by this scene and was completely dumbfounded.
"Oh my god, playing mahjong? That's even possible? Aren't you afraid of a bunch of grandpas and grandmas watching from behind?"
The young man, who was in high spirits, was not afraid but burst into laughter.
"Oh, that's nothing. If you get tired of rubbing, just let grandpa and grandma take over. I'm a filial son!"
"Uh... you guys are really stupid. Aren't you afraid of getting five chickens while playing?"
Many diners joined in the fun and everyone was laughing so hard that they couldn't stop.
There is no longer any eerie feeling of being in a cemetery.
If there is really anything.
The yang energy emitted by so many people can evaporate the ghosts.
"Hey, what's with that bench over there?"
Someone discovered the blind spot and pointed to the place where Su Chen had set up his stall before and asked.
This is just like queuing up in the library!
Several villagers who were playing cards turned around and chuckled.
Don't do basic exercises! Sit down!
I wanted to say this yesterday. It’s so tiring to stand in line for hours. It would be much better to put something on the table to reserve a spot.
"Well, do you want stools? There are plenty of them stacked up here! They're cheap, five dollars each."
Old Diner: ...
Damn it!
Smart people have spotted this business opportunity and have started selling stools.
"Brother, get a stool."
"I want one too. Standing alone is exhausting."
“…”
"Ouch! I won! All the same suit! Pay me, pay me!"
"Tsk... Mainly because I'm not sitting in a good position. The cards never come in. Otherwise, would it be your turn to win?"
"Hey! Those brothers who just bought the stools, just give the money to them and sweep them!"
Crackle~
On the table, mahjong tiles were quickly pushed together.
Those diners who didn't buy stools followed suit.
If you have a bottle of water, put it down; if you have a bag, put it down.
Even cigarettes, lighters, car keys and ID cards were used.
Anyway, everyone has their own unique abilities.
I put some things aside to take up space, then lay down in the car to kill time while waiting for the boss to come.
As for those who have nothing in their hands.
You can't poop or leave water to mark it.
After thinking it over, he just put down his shoe and hopped to the side on one foot to look at the cards.
Wang Bin was also urged over by Song Fei and Erha.
When they got there, he led the dog in line behind the pile of things.
He and Song Fei went to the side facing the cemetery and talked about love and romance.
The Husky, with a head full of question marks: ...
So love will disappear, right?
Otherwise, it would be more suitable for you to be the dog.
It is always smart and naturally refused to do it.
He just ran away in front of me, jumping and having fun.
Seeing that he couldn't restrain Erha's soul.
Wang Bin had no choice but to take off the dog leash and use it to reserve a spot.
Then, I took a photo of the scene and sent it to the communication group.
"Brothers, hurry up, the top 50 spots are all taken, everyone hurry up!"
For a moment, those diners who had not yet left became extremely panicked.
"Boss, this barbecue stall doesn't open until 12 o'clock, and now there are so many people here at 8 o'clock! Who are you trying to kill? You're not giving us any chance to survive!"
"Damn it! Those who can't win are really exhausted!"
"I'll bring some sacks and ropes. If you can't get any food later, I'll just grind you into bean paste."
Tonight is the last day of the week.
My boss is moving to a new place next week, so I don’t know if I’ll be able to find it.
If I don’t take a bite, it will be too late.
Late in the evening, more and more diners headed towards the cemetery.
Cars were whizzing towards that direction one after another.
The usually deserted place suddenly became bustling with activity.
Even those who drive fast at night and pass by here can't help but feel curious.
"What's going on? Why is it so lively? Is there some kind of event going on?"
"Ah, that seems to be Qishan over there? It's full of graves, why are you running there?"
"Hey, let's go up and take a look to see what's going on."
Before a few people could figure out the situation, they stepped on the accelerator and followed.
Not far away.
Diners who arrived later could not walk any further when they were still some distance away from the cemetery.
In desperation, I could only take out my phone and ask in the group.
"What's going on? Why is the road to Qishan so congested?"
"Is that our man in front?"
"Hey, don't stop here, move a little~"
The drivers were moving their cars at a snail's pace and were all very annoyed.
Some even reported the road conditions on the Gaoda map.
Many diners who had not had time to come in the past few days were shocked when they heard:
Gaode's map continues to guide you. Please take a detour as there is a barbecue stall ahead.
There was no hesitation at all, he just plunged in.
More and more large groups joined, and the number of members of large-scale grave-breaking banquets also gradually increased.
This resulted in Su Chen discovering from a distance that the car was unable to move.
I just wiped my face helplessly.
Oh my god, have we accidentally entered the ghost market?
Although I was mentally prepared, I didn't expect to be stuck in traffic.
If the traffic continues, the time limit will be exceeded and the mission will fail.
I am devastated. I am really devastated!
Su Chen couldn't help but honk the horn in annoyance.
Soon, some diners noticed his presence.
"Fuck, make way for us! The boss is stuck in the back."
"Hurry up! Do you still want to eat skewers? Hurry up!!!"
"Well, why don't we talk to the boss and have him set up his stall right here, right next to me, so I'll be the first one to buy something."
"??? You're dreaming! We're in the middle of the road."
“…”
Fortunately, there are traffic police in the communication group.
Seeing this, the guy said nothing.
He opened the car door, put on his uniform and went out on duty.
The old diners all widened their eyes.
"Fuck, that's awesome! The boss has a wide audience! This should be resolved quickly."
"Great, I'll add some skewers to the traffic policeman later."
"This guy is really good!"
“…”
The traffic police who were forced to work overtime ran to the source of the traffic jam and started directing traffic.
After a while, the traffic began to move again.
Su Chen, who was trying to survive in the cracks, finally arrived at his destination on time.
Huh~
That was close!
I reserved half an hour in advance to go out, but this still happened.
It’s difficult, too difficult.
(End of this chapter)
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