As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person. The other person is Fei Bao's future father-in-law, so a little help will help.
After Feng Yi thought about it, a smile appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhu is an old friend of my master. I was not polite just now, so I hope you won't be offended."
Listening to Feng Yiwen's words, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai felt that their scalps were hairy and they had goosebumps all over their bodies. They are both foxes of thousands of years. What you are talking about is a fairy tale, it is so fake.
"Haha." Mr. Zhu was very satisfied with Feng Yi's success and said, "There is a private seat upstairs, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhu."
The two went upstairs chatting and laughing. Mr. Zhu couldn't help it anymore and said, "When it's empty later, please ask Mr. Feng to come down and help me look at the kitchen."
I knew something was wrong with you!
Feng Yi looked surprised and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Hey, you don't know. I don't know what I've been hit with these days.
Damn it, the second chef cut his hand while cutting vegetables, and the master chef burned his face with oil. These are good cooks with decades of experience, and they will definitely not make such mistakes. It happened on the front and back."
Mr. Zhu sighed and said.
"Oh, it's so serious, then I'll go and take a look now." The other person said something strange, as if there was a ghost causing trouble. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he just helped him.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Feng, please." Mr. Zhu was very satisfied with Feng Yi's performance and made a gesture of invitation.
"You go upstairs and order something to eat first, and I'll come over later." Feng said to the group.
"Okay, please be careful." Wencai and Qiu Sheng nodded. As for Fei Bao, he kept glancing upstairs, looking for Xiao Zhu.
"Feibao, is that Xiaozhu?" Wencai said, pointing to an innocent and lovely woman on the second floor holding a tray.
Fei Bao was overjoyed when he saw this, looked at the two of them, and quickly ran to the second floor.
Who would have thought that as soon as they arrived on the second floor, they would see Xiaozhu being raped by an ugly-looking man?
The arrogant rich man pestered her, and he even made a gesture of kissing her. Xiaozhu was ashamed and angry, so she hurried away from the other man, and the rich man's proud laughter came from behind.
"Is that the eldest young master of the Shi family, Shi Piaoxiang?"
Qiu Sheng patted Fei Bao on the shoulder and whispered: "This is Xiaozhu's teahouse. Don't make it difficult for her. Sit down first."
Fei Bao thought so and angrily opened his clenched fists, and the three of them found an empty table and sat down.
As soon as Xiaozhu sat down, she walked over with a tray. Feibao immediately stood up and greeted her with a smile: "Xiaozhu."
Xiaozhu was originally in a bad mood, but after seeing the person greeting him, a bright smile immediately appeared: "Brother Bao, you haven't been here for a long time."
Yo!
Wencai and Qiu Sheng glanced at each other. Unexpectedly, such a beautiful Xiaozhu had a good attitude towards Fei Bao. It seemed that Fei Bao was not lying. He and Xiaozhu had a good relationship, but Mr. Zhu thought he was poor and did not want to agree to this relationship.
It's marriage.
"I've been a little busy lately..."
Fei Bao explained casually, then his face darkened and he looked back
Mian raised his head and asked, "Is that bastard pestering you again?"
"Well, he comes here often recently." Xiaozhu said unhappily with a steady expression.
"There is no need to greet this kind of person!" Fei Bao said rudely.
"No, my father said he was rich and powerful and told me not to offend him." Xiaozhu pouted slightly aggrievedly.
Fei Bao's face looked a little unhappy when he heard this, and Xiao Zhu felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that she didn't want to marry Fei Bao, but he was too poor, and her father didn't agree. She also complained that Fei Bao didn't live up to his expectations, so she turned around and went to say hello again.
Other guests have gone.
…
On the other side, Feng Yi was led by Mr. Zhu to the back kitchen. A group of busy people greeted Mr. Zhu one after another. Mr. Zhu coughed lightly and said: "Just finish what you are doing and go out.
They'll be calling you to come in."
"No need, Mr. Zhu, just keep busy as usual. I'm just afraid that there is something going on. People here are too talkative and it will have an impact on your business." Feng Yi said.
"There's no need to worry. There's a lot of chaos these days, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts are out there. Everyone can accept it. Maybe Mr. Feng's success in catching ghosts will attract more people to come here..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Zhu smiled slyly and said, "I'm just afraid that it will be inconvenient for you, Mr. Feng."
Can ghosts attract more people? Is this considered a unique marketing approach? Do you need to charge advertising fees?
Feng Yi secretly laughed in his heart and automatically ignored the second half of Mr. Zhu's sentence. The other party was just afraid of embarrassing him. Unfortunately, you don't know that there is a powerful female ghost in me who has already reported the situation here to me.
Yes, there is indeed a ghost here, but its power is extremely low, so there is no need to take it seriously.
"Master Zhu, can you send someone to fold two willow branches for me?" Feng Yi asked with a smile.
"Of course you can." Although Mr. Zhu didn't understand, he still asked the people in the kitchen to pick them quickly. There are many willow trees in Jiuquan Town, and they can be found at the door of their tea shop.
"Mr. Zhu, this willow branch is close to Guanyin. It can nail souls and fight ghosts. It can also make you see ghosts with a special method. Do you want to
Don’t you want to meet me?” Feng Yi said to Mr. Zhu with a smile.
"Ha, can I see ghosts too?" Mr. Zhu was obviously a little scared.
"What are you afraid of when I'm here? Besides, if you can't see ghosts, what will I do if I deceive you?" Feng Yi asked with a smile.
This makes sense. If Feng Yi has no ability and pretends to be a magician like those third-rate alchemists, it will still be difficult for the chef to live in peace in the future. If he is really capable, what should he be afraid of?
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhu was still a little uneasy and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, is this ghost scary?"
"Don't worry, he's just an ordinary kid. He has no other abilities but can only play tricks on people." Feng Yi comforted him.
"In that case, I would like to see it." Mr. Zhu felt confident and nodded in agreement.
"Boss, is this a Taoist priest who catches ghosts?" Others asked curiously after hearing the conversation between the two.
"Yes, there have been so many things happening in the kitchen recently. I specially invited Taoist priests from Maoshan to help catch ghosts." Mr. Zhu said.
"Um, boss, none of us have ever seen a Taoist priest catch ghosts.
Can you let us take a look too?" Seeing Feng Yi's easy words and the strength of the crowd, everyone started to watch.
"This..." Mr. Zhu couldn't make up his mind and turned to look at Feng Yi.
"It's okay. If you want to see it, come together and I'll show you the show." Feng Yi said he was good at it.
The white jade is covered with dust, and the gold is buried in the soil. It will shine for a long time, and it needs to be lifted up!
He was so proficient in Feng Daofu that it was easy to catch a kid, but if no one saw it and no one publicized it, what was the use?
Since I have lost face elsewhere, I have to regain it here. Wouldn’t it be a pity to miss you witnesses.
