The female boss quickly placed a bottle of Erguotou and a bottle of Long Jiang's home on the table.

This middle-aged woman in her forties had seen much of the world. But today, looking at the flashy Porsche parked by the road and the two well-dressed customers, she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart: The world of the rich, we really don't know.

Huang Xing tried to use a violent type of self-consolation to wash away the pain in his heart. He unscrewed the cap on the bottle and dropped out a small piece of paper.

Sha Meili seized the opportunity to snatch the piece of paper, and curiously opened it, immediately opening his mouth in shock.

Huang Xing laughed and asked: Did you win?

Sha Meili replied: How did you know?

As Huang Xing poured more wine into the cup, he said calmly: "I used to drink this wine a lot, and often won awards for it." Light a fire, draw paper, when it's good you can draw another bottle.

Sha Meili giggled and said: This time, I have won a great prize, it's much bigger than the ones you mentioned.

Huang Xing's eyes lit up: What prize did he win?

Sha Meili laid out the piece of paper on the ground and looked at it carefully. Holy shit, it was actually a 21 speed mountain bike!

It really was a big prize!

had always liked to drink this wine, even in his eight hundred years of drinking, he had never won such a big prize. At this moment, he could not hide the surprise in his heart. He stood up like Fan Wei winning the lottery, almost cramping. Huang Xing said with an exaggerated expression: We're rich!

Sha Meili also nodded in agreement: Yes, I'm rich, it's a mountain bike. A few thousand dollars?

Huang Xing said: Several thousand is a bit of a mystery, if this kind of reward is used, but a few hundred should be enough!

Sha Meili was like an innocent child as he spread out his hands, excitedly clapping with Huang Xing to celebrate the arrival of this great moment.

Life was like this. This kind of unexpected surprise was extremely tempting to anyone. For example, a lottery ticket is a hundred thousand dollars for a ticket. Once you get ten thousand dollars, you feel too damn satisfied and win a big prize. Perhaps by the time you pay attention to these lottery events, you have lost the opportunity and time to earn more prizes.

This was the contradiction.

Sha Meili stared at the ticket excitedly and asked: Where are you going to receive your prize?

Huang Xing said, and directly gave the lottery ticket to the owner of the restaurant. They asked for the supplier, and the supplier contacted them, level by level, to contact them for the prize.

Sha Meili frowned: It's that troublesome? Otherwise, we can take some time to go to the factory together.

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: For a bicycle that costs a few hundred yuan? Enough money for fuel, enough for travel expenses?

Sha Meili replied: It's just fun. A few dollars.

Huang Xing emphasized: At the very least, I can buy many of these bicycles.

But almost in an instant, Sha Meili frowned, as though he had discovered something, and muttered: That's not right, that's not right.

Huang Xing asked: What's wrong, again?

Sha Meili smiled bitterly and said: "We were just happy for nothing."

Huang Xing asked: Why?

Sha Meili passed the ticket to Huang Xing, pointed to a small word, and said: It has expired, it has already expired for more than half a year.

Huang Xing glanced at the date of acceptance of the lottery ticket and could not help but be speechless. Damn it, even the first prize was so shocking, but in the end it was all for naught.

As he was feeling lost, Huang Xing tore this expired ticket into pieces!

The two of them stared at each other, giggling.

Sha Meili was deeply moved. Life is like this, it gave us too much pleasure. But at least it made us happy, though only for a few short minutes. That was enough.

Huang Xing nodded his head, sighing along: "Life's biggest characteristic is teasing people." One is born to be manipulated by life until death. However, humans were still willing to struggle to live in this sort of world where they were being toyed with. He felt happy, angry, sad, and happy. He felt like he was leaving the world. Even this little lottery ticket, it's a godsend, let us be happy, and then tell you, it's fucking out of date.

Sha Meili could not help but burst out laughing: That makes sense! Life, everything will expire. Including the present happiness, present matter, and everything else. Even though we are sitting in a limousine, a luxury car villa, in the end, will disappear into thin air.

Huang Xing agreed: That is why life is full of joy, all of it is a tool the heavens sent to tease us. Play tricks until you die. So before we die, we must have a good time, a good time. Once dead, there was nothing left.

Sha Meili replied. Life is short and bitter, the law of life is, first give you a surprise, and then tell you, this surprise does not belong to you.

… ….

The female boss, who was serving the dishes, vaguely heard these two crazy conversations. She was so surprised that she seemed to have discovered a new world.

She might be thinking, Has the patient come out of the mental hospital again? Their conversation was so profound, so outrageous, so incomprehensible … It was simply nonsense!

A small lottery ticket instantly made Huang Xing and Sha Meili a little insane. They talked about life like philosophers, joyous and sad, and expressed hysterical sighs. Perhaps this was just some sort of miraculous tacit understanding.

The wine had already been poured into the cup, Sha Meili raised his wine cup and said: Come, for this teasing prize, drink one!

'Ha! ' Huang Xing passionately echoed as he lifted his wine cup.

Sha Meili looked at the cup in her hand, and a faint bitterness emerged from the corner of her mouth. Then, she tilted her head slightly to drink the white wine in the cup.

Huang Xing was immediately dumbfounded!

What was going on?

Sha Meili put down the cup, tilted his head slightly to the side, and stared at the few transparent drops of wine on the wall of the cup, saying: Such a cheap wine, it tastes pretty good.

Huang Xing's heart trembled, he thought, if he said that, both of their stomachs would be ruined. He licked his lips but did not put down his wine cup and said: Cha Sia, take it easy. Slowly.

Sha Meili raised his eyebrows and laughed: This is only a few dollars a bottle of white wine, if there's anything good, just drink it.

Huang Xing thought about it, then decided that he still couldn't lose to a woman.

He finished it in one gulp, his mouth full of spiciness.

This kind of feeling wasn't good, but it couldn't be considered bad either.

After pouring the second cup of wine, Huang Xing said to Sha Meili: Cha Sia, let's drink the second cup leisurely.

Sha Meili nodded his head: I'll listen to you.

The dishes were served up, filling the table with a wild taste from nature. A table full of game.

Huang Xing suddenly realized something as he said: "Oh yeah, there's still one more to go!" Monk Tang, have you eaten it before?

Sha Meili was slightly startled, she pointed at the tip of Huang Xing's nose and said: I'm just joking, I'm not a spirit demon, why would I eat Tang Monk's meat?

Huang Xing asked smilingly: Do you want to try it on a plate?

Sha Meili was like a young girl, innocent as she asked, "Is he really immortal?"

Huang Xing secretly smiled and said: Try it. First.

Therefore, Huang Xing asked the female owner for another plate of fried Golden Cicada, and very quickly, these shiny things were served.

Sha Meili looked at the worm-like object on the plate, and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time. Isn't this … Buggy … Is it? What is this... What is it?

Huang Xing explained: This is Monk Tang's meat.

Sha Meili laughed bitterly and thought to himself: Insect version of Tang Monk?

Huang Xing commanded Sha Meili: One look and you haven't read Journey to the West. In Journey to the West, what was Tang Xian in the beginning?

Sha Meili said: Monks, everyone on Earth knows.

Huang Xing pointed to the golden cicadas on the plate and stressed: This is it. This is the larva of the cicada, which crawled out from the ground. After crawling out, he climbed up the tree, shed his skin, and then grew wings, turning into a cicada.

Sha Meili countered with a question: Then what does it have to do with Monk Tang?

Huang Xing said: Do you still remember that Monk Tang has some other names?

Sha Meili frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Little brother Wang?" Xuan Zang? Master? Elder Tang?

She tried to recall fragments of Journey to the West and to name a few names, but she could not figure out how they were related to the insect in front of her.

Huang Xing laughed bitterly: Wrong! He also had another important name, the Golden Cicada.

Sha Meili suddenly realized something: Yes, yes! There was a way to call it that.

Huang Xing said: Actually, Tang Monk was originally a golden cicada on Tathagata Buddha's tree, and later became Tathagata Buddha's second disciple. He was demoted to the mortal world for his mistakes and became Grand Marshal Xuan Zang. Therefore, Monk Tang's previous self was a golden cicada.

Sha Meili nodded his head: That's true, that's true!

Looking back at the contents of the plate, it didn't feel so disgusting anymore.

Sha Meili rolled up his sleeves, revealing a small arm that was as white as an onion. Sha Meili picked up an fried Golden Cicada and carefully stuffed it into his mouth. He carefully chewed it and couldn't help but exclaim: Delicious, delicious, indeed delicious!

Huang Xing joked while mimicking Zhu Bajie's tone, and said: "Big Senior Brother, Big Senior Brother, it's so bad, Master was eaten by Spirit Demons … …

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, feeling extremely happy.

Drink, chat, eat game.

He let the cool breeze whistle by his ears.

After drinking two cups of wine, the slightly drunk Huang Xing had a special heroic feeling.

Sha Meili was also like a heroine, drinking wine in big gulps and eating meat in big bowls.

Until the third cup, Sha Meili who was already seventy percent drunk, actually started to shed a few tears.

Under Huang Xing's probing, Sha Meili revealed an earth-shattering event.