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This is an unusual night.

People fall asleep as usual, and the whole world is indescribably quiet.

There are also some busy people on night shifts, running around for life.

Everything is the same as usual, but not the same.

Deng Huachao is a taxi driver, and he often shuttles through the streets and alleys of the city by himself.

However, with the advent of the era of national practice, his career is getting worse and worse.

For example, now, few people are willing to take a taxi.

In this Huaxia, where the per capita is true, the running speed of any person is much faster than that of a car.

Of course, running on the street is somewhat undecent, so there are still many people who like to take a taxi.

The number of people is definitely far less than before.

Nowadays, Deng Huachao is the only one in the whole city who is still operating the rental, and everyone else has changed careers.

The main reason Deng Huachao chose to open the rental at night was because he didn't want to go back to see the yellow-faced lady at home.

Taxi business is not good, and income naturally decreases, and the contradiction between him and his wife is getting bigger and bigger.

His wife wants Deng Huachao to change jobs, but Deng Huachao has been driving a taxi for more than ten years. He loves his job and doesn't want to give up easily.

Deng Huachao said that as long as he insists on opening rentals, the industry will always exist.

Tonight, Deng Huachao, as usual, came to the door of the shop where Lao Sun poured soup dumplings.

It is early in the morning, and it will be dawn soon.

He likes to eat soup dumplings here every day, and the steaming soup dumplings are eaten into his mouth, which is a nostalgia that can never be given up.

"Old Deng, I'm a bit late today!"

The old grandson moved the table outside and set up the shed in advance to prepare for the arrival of customers.

Deng Huachao parked the taxi next to him, then came over to help set the stool, and then sat down in the position he was most familiar with.

"Old rules, one cage for soup, one bowl of millet porridge."

While talking, Deng Huachao skillfully took out a head of garlic from the basket next to it and picked it up automatically.

The old grandson smiled and put a cage of soup dumplings on his table. Tao Kan said, "You kid, come to eat my garlic again. I prepared the garlic for the guests and you ate it all."

"Hey, you old bastard, I'm not your guest, am I!"

Deng Huachao took the soup dumpling, put it into his mouth while it was hot, and gave it a light bite, and his mouth was full of fragrance. It was delicious and refreshing!

The old grandson said with a smile: "You count as a hammer guest. You are the first one to come and go first every day. No other guests have seen you."

"Haha, that's your guest too, why do you drop it? It hurts to eat your garlic!"

"Yes, the price of garlic has risen recently, almost 30 yuan a catty."

"Who can say no? The green onions in the supermarket are even more perverted. Last time I went to see it, it was 70 yuan a catty."

"Hey, in this world, everyone is helping to cultivate, and there is no one to cultivate the land."

"Isn't it? Vegetables are becoming more and more expensive, and the price of food is also rising. Many young people have gone to other worlds, as if to kill foreign animals."

"Can you fill your stomach with foreign animals? It's more reliable to farm."

"I heard that some people have opened up wasteland and farmed on the golden grassland in another world. It is said that the rice they grow is spiritual rice, and the vegetables they grow are fairy vegetables."

"It's still Xiancai, and the pickles are about the same."

As the two chatted, the old grandson brought up the hot millet porridge.

Deng Huachao took a sip, hey, it's still familiar and comfortable.

"Lao Sun, do you feel something is a bit wrong tonight?"

Deng Huachao took a sip of millet porridge, and then questioned the old grandson.

The old grandson went back to his steamer, took down the steamed buns, put the raw buns in, and continued to steam the buns.

He hurriedly responded, "What's wrong? Isn't it what it used to be?

Since everyone started practicing, fewer and fewer people come here to eat buns.

They said that there is no energy in my buns.

Special, the pure meat buns, he said there is no energy, is it deliberately looking for excitement?

Let me tell you that I am getting older now.

If I was young when I met that kind of person, I could kill him. "

"Don't brag, besides, your bun is not pure meat. It's okay to fool others, but don't fool me."

Deng Huachao quickly ate up a cage of steamed buns.

He clapped his hands and stood up, and said solemnly: "Grandson, I'm serious with you, I think tonight is indeed a little different."

"Which is different?"

Seeing Deng Huachao's serious appearance, the old grandson frowned immediately.

Deng Huachao closed his eyes lightly, then took a deep breath and said: "Air,

The air tonight is extraordinarily fresh, and it seems to have a lot more energy than before.

Take a breath of refreshing energy, take two breaths that are not poisonous, and take three breaths for immortality. "

"You can get rid of Laozi!"

The old grandson smiled and cursed at Deng Huachao. If he weren't still busy steaming the buns, he would probably rush to kick him.

Deng Huachao walked to the workbench, stretched his waist, took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, and then looked at the sunrise in the east, and said with emotion: "It's going to dawn, and I should call it a day."

The old grandson nodded and said, "Okay, come back tomorrow."

While talking, Deng Huachao was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight shone through the morning glow on this small stall, and at the same time shining on a peony flower placed next to it.

In the surprised gaze of Deng Huachao and the old grandson, this peony blossomed rapidly, and it actually produced flower bones at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This……"

Both of them were shocked at the same time, feeling hallucinations.

After the peony bears the flower bones, it does not stop, but continues to grow, and then bloom directly, and a beautiful flower is in full bloom.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

Deng Huachao's eyes widened in surprise, with an unbelievable look.

The old grandson was shocked at first, and then he was overjoyed.

"Peony represents wealth~www.NovelMTL.com~ This peony flower blooms in such a magical way, it shows that I will soon become rich and rich, and I am going to make a fortune!"

The old grandson was overjoyed and immediately shouted to the back room: "Old lady, come and see, our peonies are blooming."

Deng Huachao was shocked. He turned to look to the side and found that wherever the sun went, all the flowers and plants were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are a few cucumber seedlings planted by the old grandson. At this time, the sun is shining on the cucumber leaves, and its vines begin to grow wildly.

Like a devil's claw, it quickly covered the entire vine.

At the same time, on the roadside and in the wilderness, countless plants grow wildly, and there seems to be a magical power to promote their continuous evolution.

Deng Huachao took a few breaths again and seemed to be able to clearly feel that there was sufficient energy in the air.

At this moment, Deng Huachao slapped his thigh abruptly and exclaimed: "It's aura, this is aura, the aura has recovered!"