As soon as he opened his eyes, the master of metaphysics became the vicious stepmother of four oil bottles Chapter 162 The basic qualities of a greedy ghost
When other people saw that the boss had suffered a loss, they would definitely step forward to help. Meng Yuan would be kicked away when he came, and they all hit Hu Yong one after another.
It's like a stack of thousand-layer cakes, piled high.
Hu Yongyong, who was at the bottom, exploded, "You fucking let me out, I will challenge you to a duel!"
Meng Yuan walked up to him and pushed back the man on top who was trying to escape with an expressionless expression.
Ask him: "Who do you want to get out of?"
"How many times have I told you, Shen..."
With a bang, Hu Yong's head was knocked off his head.
"Who are you telling to get out?"
Hu Yong twisted his neck back, "You think I'm scared..."
Bang bang bang, one kick after another.
Hu Yong's neck was dislocated and there were more than a dozen shoe marks on his face, but he still refused to admit defeat: "If you can, beat me to death. If you beat me to death, you will also go to jail!"
Meng Yuan picked up the machete that fell on the ground, slashed it down, and cut off the tip of his nose.
Hot blood spurted onto his face, and Hu Yong finally knew he was afraid.
The man in front of me is not just a show-off, he is really ruthless!
More ruthless than Hu Yong!
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving the head office, right?"
"But before you go away, can you ask Shen Qingqing to release my ancestor?"
"How can my ancestors of the Hu family live outside?"
After hearing this, the old ghost was moved to tears, "Xiao Xiangu, please go out and persuade your man. Don't let him continue to beat me. What should I do if I break my good great-great-grandson?"
Just after persuading, Hu Yong spoke again: "Stealing prescriptions? I didn't let him steal prescriptions."
"You have all misunderstood. My ancestors have a bad habit. They like to steal other people's food. If their own food is not delicious, they like to eat from other people's pots."
"It just wants to eat and has no other bad intentions. Just feed it to the dog as leftovers and don't argue with it."
"What nonsense is this Hu Yong talking about?!"
The old ghost was so angry that his beard was flying around. What do you mean by feeding leftovers to the dog?
It is the ancestor of the Hu family!
Shen Qingqing looked at it coolly and said, "Actually, your great-great-grandson is right. What you ate last night was indeed dog food."
The old ghost was dumbfounded: The dog ate better than him, so let him die!
Shen Qingqing asked it while twisting her hair: "I forgot to ask you yesterday, why didn't you reincarnate in the underworld after your death, instead of risking your soul to disappear and stay in the human world?"
"If you stay in the human world, you will have something to eat. What if you don't know the place below, what if you can't get something to eat?"
Shen Qingqing's mouth twitched: "You are truly a glutton."
The old ghost showed a simple smile and said, "Xiao Xiangu, actually I also want to ask you something."
"Who cooked those dishes yesterday? Can I come over with money to buy rice in the future?"
Shen Qingqing replied with two words: "No."
"Ah, don't you want to sell it even if you give me money?"
"The money I sent you?"
The old ghost scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then I can change my career by using the secret recipe of gourmet food? I am the most amazing person. As long as the food in the world enters my mouth, there is no food that cannot be copied!"
If the leftovers from yesterday's meal hadn't been so messy, he would have gone home early to study new dishes. There would be no need to beg for help here.
Shen Qingqing glanced at him, "Do you know how to eat?"
"Hey, how can I only know how to eat? I used to be the royal chef in the palace, and the Queen and the Queen were full of praise for my cooking skills!"
Shen Qingqing turned her head, her eyes a little brighter, "Old Guitou, let's make a deal."
"How about you come to my place as a cook and I'll feed you three meals a day?"
The old ghost put on an air of arrogance: "I'm very picky. If the food doesn't taste good, I'll go on strike."
"Don't worry about my food, it will definitely be good."
"Okay, I'll go out and tell my great-great-grandson that I won't go back with him today."
The old ghost turned to leave, but Shen Qingqing turned around and grabbed the back of its neck, "Listen to what I have to say. If you are really willing to fuck me, we will sign a life-and-death contract first."
"After signing the life and death contract, you will become my ghost. From now on, you can only listen to my words. If you violate it, you will directly..."
Shen Qingqing made a gesture of wiping his neck.
The old ghost was stunned. It wanted to eat delicious food, so why did it have to risk its life?
"Think carefully, I never force anything."
The old ghost frowned and thought hard for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said: "Okay, I promise you!"
For the sake of delicious food, I would die.
This is the basic quality of being a glutton!
"Where's your great-great-grandson?"
"I'll go tell him." The old ghost turned around and walked away. He took two steps and then stepped back. "You first pull off the talisman on my head. It's too ugly and damages my image."
"You are quite particular."
Shen Qingqing glanced at it and pulled off the yellow talisman.
The old ghost who had regained his freedom shook his sleeves and walked out of the east wing in high spirits.
Hu Yong was very excited when he saw it: "Ancestor, are you okay?"
"Something's wrong, my tooth fell out."
The old ghost grinned, revealing his empty gums.
"I may not be able to eat your filial food in the future, so I don't plan to go back."
Hu Yong: "?"
Can this reason be extended further?
What's the big difference between having one tooth and having no teeth?
"Don't worry, ancestor, there is porridge in the store, and we have all kinds of porridge. You won't go hungry."
"How come you kid can't understand nonsense? I've found a new home for your ancestor, and I'm not going to go back with you."
Hu Yong: "You are the ancestor of the Hu family!"
The old ghost waved his hand, "I have done enough for Old Hu's family over the years, and I want to spend the rest of my time happily, so please don't persuade me."
"But……"
Hu Yong had a grimace on his face and stopped talking.
He originally came to steal the prescription, but he didn't get the prescription, and the ancestor who stole the prescription was persuaded to surrender.
Isn't he feeling aggrieved?
"Let's go. Tianxianglou's business is good, enough to ensure that you have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. Don't come to me again."
The old ghost walked slowly behind Shen Qingqing, muttering as he walked: "Don't blame ancestors for not wanting to take care of you, it's really that the terms offered by others are too tempting."
Hu Yong lay flat on his back in the small courtyard, staring at the sky, feeling paralyzed.
So numb.
Shen Qingqing stood by the door and looked at him coldly and said: "For the sake of your ancestors, I will not pursue the matter this time. If you still dare to attack Baiwan Noodle House, hehe, I, Shen Qingqing, am not a good person either.
Provoked."
Hu Yong sat up, closed his eyes and shook his head, "Stop talking, I, Hu Yong, admit defeat."
You can't beat me again and again, no one cooks delicious food, and even your ancestors have run away with others, so why fight?
Hu Yong led the brothers away dejectedly. Shen Qingqing sniffed, frowned and asked Meng Yuan, "Do you smell it?"
Meng Yuan followed her eyes and looked towards the kitchen, his expression changed, "My rice porridge is burnt!"
The two of them rushed into the kitchen at the same time, followed by an old ghost who was running and rolling, "Don't stir it, don't stir it. Just put two spring onions in to remove the flavor and you can still drink it!"