Chapter 798: Old Congee Seller
Early morning the next day.
Bi Ningshuai sat by a congee street vendor not far from the imperial city. The place was excellent with hot congee carrying a delicious aroma.
This was his seventh bowl already; his stomach became round and full. He belched before gazing towards the city, seemingly waiting for someone.
“He’s probably caught and killed.” The turtle lay lazily on the table; its stomach also filled after three bowls. It couldn’t move at all.
This old man simply had the best congee.
“Please, he can’t die that easily. He’s probably lost in pleasure, still sleeping in the emperor’s bed and can’t get up. Old man, another one.” Bi Ningshuai loosened his belt and felt that he could eat more.
“Coming! Warm Gentle Fragrance, one coin for one bowl.” An old man wearing a tattered daoist robe carried a hot bowl over, looking quite excited. His face was black and full of wrinkles as he said: “Here you go.” [1]
“Sigh, gentle fragrance is the grave of heroes.” The turtle sighed while staring at the imperial city.
“Sir, please don’t say that, my congee is both good and cheap, worthy of any heroes. I’m the only one selling something this good for one coin, really now...”
“Goddamn! I’m talking about gentle fragrance!” The turtle got up and pointed at the daoist.
“Yes, I’m talking about gentle fragrance too!” The daoist responded seriously.
Bi Ningshuai was in a bad mood after being robbed by Feiyun. Now, this daoist kept on blabbering next to his ear.