Fairyland, big problem

Facing the first customer and neighbor who was able to make an offer, Wen Jiu didn't know his business level, so he didn't dare to ask for prices.

"Chef Wang, tell me what's on your mind."

Now that the commission has not been fulfilled, unless Wang Biao's dream is extremely pure and strong, Wen Jiu will not be able to see the image of the dream.

"I don't really have anything on my mind." Wang Biao took a sip of his wine, "It's all about Lao Zhang and the others."

"Hey, we have been together for five or six years, and the old guys in the supermarket, we are together every day, how can we not see that you have something on your mind."

Boss Zhang is in a good mood this morning because of Wen Jiu's guidance, and the food is delicious, and he also hopes that the old friend can untie the knot.

"Okay, okay, little brother, I can't tell what I'm feeling bad about, but my heart is stuffy and I'm inexplicably nervous. Everything in the hospital is normal."

Listening to this description, Wen Jiu always felt like the pre-examination syndrome of candidates for the college entrance examination, postgraduate entrance examination, and judicial examination.

No matter what, the entrusting conditions were fulfilled, the ability bestowed by Dream God was triggered, and in Wen Jiu's field of vision, a faint white figure appeared behind Chef Wang, gradually condensing into substance.

It was an old-fashioned white porcelain bowl, an ordinary white porcelain spoon, and the round and spherical objects in the bowl were soaked in a little soup.

sweet dumpling? !

Wang Biao's ideal is to become glutinous rice balls? !

Wen Jiu almost couldn't sit still.

No, no. Shake your head and calm down.

Although he only tried the ability bestowed by Dream God in the three days he traveled, Wen Jiu still accumulated experience.

For example, the image of a dream may not necessarily be what I have become, but may be a symbolic thing.

In fact, Kamen Rider is also considered an unreal thing.

Wen Jiu met a little boy two days ago. The child's thoughts are simple and calm, and he can see it without commissioning. His dream image is a long-haired large dog.

It's not that the kid wants to be a druid, it could be that he wants a pet like that, or grows up to be a veterinarian or something.

Just a clear sign.

The image of Wang Biao's glutinous rice balls is also a symbol of pure beauty deep in his heart, such as reunion with his family?

That just directly shows the family, what a stream of consciousness.

Wen Jiu fell into deep thought, and the two uncles also remained silent, holding the wine glasses and not daring to drink.

"Let me say a key word, Chef Wang, think about it and see if you have any clues."

"Okay, little brother just say it."

"sweet dumpling."

"Um?"

"sweet dumpling."

After a pause for a few seconds, Wang Biao replied, "I don't like sweets..."

Really embarrassing.

Thinking that glutinous rice balls might symbolize reunion, Wen Jiu talked sideways about family-related topics, Wang Biao's expression didn't change much, and he was still at ease.

No, there is too little information.

Wen Jiu knew in his heart that today could not be done, and the entrustment of Meimeng was not an easy job, so an innocent child could quickly recognize his true heart with a little reminder.

Pushing a cup and changing a cup, the three chatted while eating, and quickly became acquainted.

The more familiar the relationship, the easier it is for Wen Jiu to break through the other party's psychological defense and touch the dusty dream.

Fortunately, Boss Zhang and Wang Biao misunderstood the Meimeng business as "look at the fortune teller", and it is impossible to cure the disaster.

There is no rush.

On the contrary, Wen Jiu realized that Boss Zhang's mental state was much better.

Obviously, he hadn't seen him for two or three hours, but he changed from being aggrieved and anxious to being cheerful and kind.

It seems that seeing your own dream image, honestly recognizing yourself, and soothing the soul are stronger than imagined.

Hiccup—er~

On the way home, Wen Jiu involuntarily burped.

"Comfortable, it's the first time I've eaten so much meat and carbohydrates after time travelling."

The matter of Wang Biao was not resolved, and Wen Jiu knew it would be difficult.

As an adult, there are too many things hidden in my heart.

In particular, Wang Biao left his hometown and came to Changle City. It is said that it has been many years.

People are worried about getting hurt, so they keep clean and pure dreams in the corner of their hearts, and put on a mask of reality.

Over time, the mask cannot be removed; the dream cannot float.

Boss Zhang is a very clear example. He personally admitted that even in his forties, he still likes to watch passionate works with heroic themes, and he likes sunny justice.

But he just couldn't face himself honestly, so that Wen Jiu spent Crescent Feather and failed to complete the commission. Fortunately, their children touched the softness deep in his father's heart.

Having experienced it for the first time, Wen Jiu knew that it was very difficult for people to see the true heart clearly, and it was impossible for Wang Biao to be touched by something on the spot by chance.

If dream entrustment is really that simple, everyone can talk to themselves, and the world will be much more peaceful.

Back in the Jianglangcaijin courtyard, when Wen Jiu went upstairs, the landlady just finished throwing out the trash and walked in front.

The memory of the original owner was so scattered that Wen Jiu didn't even know what kind of person the landlady was, so he could only greet her in a normal way.

"Good evening."

The simple greeting scared the landlady, her eyes seemed to have seen aliens, it was very different from Wen Jiu in her impression.

"Hello…"

The atmosphere between them was weird, Wen Jiu deliberately slowed down, and the distance between the two parties was half a floor. When they reached the corner of the second floor, they could already hear the sound of the door closing upstairs.

squeak--

The old wooden door opened again, and when Wen Jiu stepped onto the last step on the third floor, the landlady leaned out half of her body, holding a plastic bag in her hand, and a disposable lunch box could be vaguely seen inside.

"I bought an extra rice ball today. I don't want to eat it when it's cold. It's a pity to throw it away. Take it if you want it."

"Huh? Oh, thank you landlady."

By the way... what do you mean by cold rice balls? Cold rice balls seem to be the mainstream.

"I'm back."

Opening the door of the rental house, Wen Jiu yelled symbolically, knowing that no one responded.

However, you are not alone in this strange world. There is a dream paradise in the game interface, where you can communicate with elves.

Open the game interface, which also turns into a night scene.

The elves that come at night are different from those during the day, and the owl night landed at the ticket counter with its young Gu Gu.

They know that they can enter Dreamland without buying a ticket, and they will still land in front of the ticket counter, say hello to the director, and get permission before entering.

A large row of round pink spheres approached in the distance, and eight fat men lined up jumping and jumping in front of the table.

Fat Ding is only half a meter tall and cannot see the players inside.

Like other gophers, they are only 0.2 meters high and cannot jump, so what should I do?

Wen Jiu tried to control the game character, and he could really reach out and touch Fat Ding, and the soft touch conveyed directly affected his thoughts.

"Wow, it's comfortable. I can't let the wild elves go to Dreamland for nothing in the future. I have to touch it no matter what."

Just as I was talking, the centipede also came.

"Woc, don't touch it, don't touch it, really don't touch it."

Lifting the lifting pole, Fat Ding lined up to enter the arena, and Centipede followed in the last order.

After the only Ferris wheel sat, they formed a circle.

Fat Ding sang a ballad. According to the illustrated book, its singing voice is sweet and pleasant, making it extremely easy to fall asleep.

Wen Jiu observed the game interface, unknown notes echoed in his mind, his spirit was relieved, and sleepiness came to his heart...