"You can't find the long-haired ghost?" Yu Sheng asked.
"No, I found it, but someone got there first."
"who?"
"A wizard, very fat." said the little old man.
Yu Sheng was shocked, but Bai Gaoxing understood him and said from the side: "Wu Zhu are all fat."
"Yes," said Ye Zigao, "Wuzhu have all joined the ghost hunting business now, and there is plenty of money to be made."
He pointed at the little old man and said, "This one is enough to bear witness."
The little old man said: "It's just a joke. Wu Zhu is for exorcising ghosts, and the ghost-catching master is for catching ghosts. How can it be the same?"
Yu Sheng ignored their teasing and felt a little uneasy, fearing that the long-haired ghost caught by Wu Zhu was the one he let go.
"What does the long-haired ghost look like?"
The little old man said, "You took away all my magic weapons. Where can I see ghosts?"
"Then how did you find him?"
"Smell it with your nose." The little old man straightened his nose, "The oil smell of long-haired ghost head is very strong."
He paused and said, "Oh, the ghost smell in the inn is even stronger, and she is still a bride."
"Where is it? Where is it?" Ye Zi jumped out and asked. He couldn't notice the existence of the female ghost for a long time.
After Yu Sheng lied to him to fall in love with him for a long time, he no longer trusted Yu Sheng.
"Go." Yu Sheng knocked the little old man's hand off, "Wu Zhuchong, you can do it, can you come and kill the dog?"
The dog was at Yu Sheng's feet, and when he heard this, he barked at the little old man.
"Don't dare, don't dare." The little old man clasped his fists. The female ghost left a trace of ghost power in my body. After ten days, she will come to claim my life."
He said: "Shopkeeper Yu will take you in for a few days, and the old man will definitely repay you someday."
"It's not that I won't keep you, it's just that the inn doesn't accept freeloaders," Yu Sheng said.
"I know how to work," the little old man said. "It's no problem to clean the table and serve the guests with tea and water."
"That's my job." Bai Gaoxing said.
"It's okay to do odd jobs and pour swill."
"That's my job." Ye Zigao said.
"What about raising chickens, ducks, and pigs?"
The little white fox bared its teeth at him.
"I can be the doorman..."
Seeing the dog, the little old man consciously changed his mind and said, "I can call out the advertisement you mentioned when I leave the stall."
"It's not profitable to advertise widely." Yu Sheng said, "Don't you have any other skills?"
"The only thing left is to catch ghosts."
"Catch ghosts," Yu Sheng pondered, "then you should be very clear about the strength and cultivation of ghosts, right?"
"Of course you know, I am the Heavenly Master of Four Moneys." The little old man said, "Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle."
"Okay, then you can stay here." Yu Sheng said, "Become the master of the devil."
"Wha, what," the little old man didn't have time to be happy and became a little confused, "Whose master?"
"The ghost is the ghost who fell into the water."
"You don't know this?" Yu Sheng looked at him.
"Don't insult my skills. How can I not know about ghosts?" the little old man said. "What do you mean by your master, asking me to teach ghosts my skills?"
The little old man nodded when he saw Yu Sheng, "You still insult my ability."
"Then you go die." Yu Sheng said.
The little old man changed his tone and said, "It's nothing to insult my ability, it's just that I only know how to catch ghosts..."
"Just now, some people said that if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be in danger." Ye Zigao said.
Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Don't be afraid. Just teach her the tricks that scare her the most in your career of catching ghosts, and the tricks for being subdued by ghosts."
"By the way, give her some tricks to give her some practical experience." Bai Gaoxing said, "She is a bit stubborn. She doesn't know how to stab her to death if she can't strangle her to death."
In order to survive, this is the only way. The little old man reluctantly nodded in agreement.
Yu Sheng pointed at Ye Zigao, "You live with him for now and help sell porridge tomorrow."
"You're still shouting." The little old man was a little reluctant. He had yet to shout out many shameful words.
"You won't make much money by spreading the word, but it will save you time."
Yu Sheng said: "The ghost is not around for the time being. You must kill time first. You can't be idle."
Ye Zigao over there was reluctant, "There are so many vacant rooms in the inn, why should I let him live with me?"
Ignoring him for the rest of my life, I said cheerfully: "Remember, the ghost is very beautiful."
"Yes." Bai Gaoxing understood, "I still obey the shopkeeper's instructions."
"Well, just stay here. I'll keep an eye on him and save him from stealing things." Ye Zigao said.
"Hey, who are you insulting?" the little old man said.
"What do you think?" the three of them said in unison.
Only then did the little old man remember that he had been caught.
He smiled awkwardly and hurriedly changed the topic, "Shopkeeper Yu, raising ghosts is not a good thing. It will harm your health over time."
"Don't worry, the ghost I raised is different." Yu Sheng said.
Ye Zigao quietly asked Bai Gaoxing, "When did the shopkeeper raise a ghost? Why didn't I know?"
"That's the shopkeeper's trump card. He only uses it when his ancestors' graves are dug up." Bai Gaoxing said.
Ye Zigao nodded and led the little old man upstairs.
Yu Sheng went back to the kitchen, poured the soup stock, and brought out the prepared stew.
Bai Gaoxing has invited Suiyu down.
He looked at Yu Sheng expectantly, but after the porcelain bowl was placed in front of his eyes, his eyes closed and he was slightly disappointed.
With the rest of his life looking forward to it, he took a bite with his chopsticks and said, "Well, not bad, it's delicious." He said.
The system was silent, and I knew for the rest of my life that there would be a but.
"But this is not a mess in my memory." Suiyu said.
"How is it different from your mother's mess?" Yu Sheng asked.
"Although I haven't eaten it in eighteen years, I am sure that my mother's mess will not be as delicious."
I am speechless for the rest of my life. Doing too well is also a mistake.
It also shows that sometimes the deliciousness of food does not depend on the cooking skills and ingredients, but on the person eating it.
It is said that it is difficult to reconcile the opinions of others, and that is generally true.
"Shopkeeper Yu, I won't force you anymore." Suiyu said, "That's it. Bring me some wine."
Yu Sheng said: "You can do whatever you want, but I won't. I must make your mother's mess, and I'll try it again."
Cao'er and Bai looked at each other happily, "Why do I hear them cursing?"
No matter, it was important to eat, she saw the fat slices.
Cao'er said: "Xiao Yu'er, take out the rest of the pot and let us have a taste."
"Nothing big or small, you called me Xiaoyuer," Yu Sheng said.
"Your little aunt and I are sisters, aren't we also your little aunt?" Cao'er said.
"To put it this way, there are countless little aunts for shopkeepers in the world." Ye Zigao said as he came downstairs.
He got into the back kitchen and quickly took out the remaining stew and put it on the long table.
Bai was happy that they were already seated, and the little old man was cleaning up on top, but he didn't come down to be an eyesore.
"Deng-deng-deng", Fu Nan ran in and took out the silver chopsticks in his hand, "There are good dishes!"
"Are you born in the year of the dog?" Bai Gaoxing said, "Why are you doing so much like a dog today?"
"You are the dog." Fu Nan sat down and said, "It's noon now, I figured it out."
They were impatient, but they couldn't move at all except Aunt Qing.
"What about the rest of my life?" Aunt Qing asked.
"I'm trying to make it again inside." Ye Zigao said, "I remind you, it may not taste good next time."
"Why?"
"Because it doesn't suit the taste of the guests, I have to make it more unpalatable."
"What's the point?" Fu Nan muttered. Seeing Aunt Qing move her chopsticks, she followed closely, fearing that she would eat less.
I spent the rest of my life cooking different flavors, and even after cooking all kinds of stews in my previous life, it was still difficult to complete the task.
In the end, even Suiyu said sincerely and against his will that this was the taste.
But the system thought that the task was not completed and could only continue to do it for the rest of his life. He even brought out the chowder with vinegar.
"What exactly is missing?" Yu Sheng was puzzled and asked helplessly to the God of Agriculture and the others.
It was already late at night, and the others went to bed early after feasting. Only the dog kept him company by biting his tail.
"Perhaps he has some special hobbies. What you think is unpalatable, he thinks is delicious." The God of Agriculture inspired Yu Sheng.
"For example, I like boiled dog meat very much, but others..." Before the farmer finished speaking, the dog looked at the seat where the farmer was.
I don’t know if dogs can see or hear ghosts and spirits, but the dog got under the counter in a wary manner.