After the recipe was included in the system, Yu Sheng and the scholar settled the matter of the goose.
The scholar left happily, and Fu Nan went to the Demon City with him.
There was no food in the kitchen, and the remaining humans and demons were preparing to disperse.
At this time, Yu Sheng took a sniff and asked: "Who drank?"
Just now they were not aware of the aroma of vegetables, but now when they smelled it, there was a strong smell of alcohol around them.
Fu Nan and the others shook their heads, Xiaofan Tong was about to sneak out quietly, but was caught by Yu Sheng.
He grabbed the bucket carried by the little rice bucket and smelled it, "Hey, you little rice bucket, you have changed it into a wine bucket now? You are still carrying it in a bucket!"
"Ah, Ah, Ah."
Seeing that the little rice bucket was going to be unlucky, the dragon fish flew in the air and gloated about it.
"Ah." Xiaofantong opened his mouth and breathed out to Yu Sheng, indicating that he was not the one drinking.
Although it is very smelly, I have to say that it doesn't really smell like alcohol.
"Who drank that?" Yu Sheng asked.
No one answered.
At this time, "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper." The guest in the lobby in front called, "Look after the donkey of your inn."
Yu Sheng went out in search of the sound and saw Maomao, drunk, staggering from the backyard into the lobby.
A four-legged donkey, it suddenly took a model step.
The donkey's eyes were confused, and he grinned, "Ang, belch, ang." Maomao belched wine and bit into the wine jar on the guest's table.
The guests dispersed in a hurry.
I saw the donkey holding the wine jar in its mouth and throwing it up. When the wine fell, Maomao raised its head and drank.
"Your uncle!" Yu Sheng now knew where Xiaofantong's wine was going.
He turned back to Xiaofantong and said, "Find a corner and draw circles for me."
With that said, Yu Sheng left the kitchen door and walked quickly over.
Just as he was about to teach Maomao a lesson, Maomao tilted his body and bumped into the table, injuring the guests next to him.
Yu Sheng hurriedly held the table and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry brothers, I'll give you another bottle of this wine for free."
The guest didn't care about this, "Shopkeeper Yu, you're such a badass when you get drunk and go crazy."
Yu Sheng laughed dryly and said, "Forgive me, forgive me."
By the time he finished cleaning up here, Maomao had fallen to the ground, grinning like a donkey, drooling and snoring.
Yu Sheng kicked it, trying to teach it a lesson, but Maomao didn't move.
"Now I know why people die and howl," Yu Sheng said.
He had no choice but to ask Ye Zigao and the others to help carry the donkey out.
However, this dead donkey died.
For the rest of my life, I could only go to the backyard and call over the little rice pail that was standing at the base of the wall, with its back to the setting sun, its butt sticking out, and a small wooden stick drawing circles.
Being exempted from punishment by Yu Sheng, Xiaofan Tong happily followed him on his short legs, still holding the bucket in his hand.
"Throw the bucket away," Yu Sheng said.
"Boom!"
The little rice pail is real, just throw it away, directly into the well.
"I...you are damn accurate." Yu Sheng was helpless.
Xiaofantong is very strong, so I let Xiaofantong help carry Maomao for the rest of my life.
Hu Muyuan and the others were already waiting. Each of them held one of Maomao's hind legs while they waited for Yu Sheng and Xiaofan Tong to pull the front two legs.
The rest of my life moves a step slower.
After Xiaofan Tong entered the lobby, he put down the door curtain and just followed him when he saw Xiao Fan Tong wrap his arms around Maomao's neck and drag him towards him.
A donkey takes it too easy on him.
The little rice bucket was so fast that it almost dodged the waists of Hu Muyuan and Hu Muyuan, who were holding back their legs.
"I'll go." Ye Zigao said, "Finally, the food from the little rice bucket is not in vain."
After Xiaofantong dragged Maomao to the door, he looked back at Yu Sheng and blinked, indicating what to do next.
"Throw it outside." Yu Sheng regretted it as soon as he said it, "Wait a minute..."
It's too late.
The small rice pail grabbed the donkey's neck, swung it up and threw it directly into the backyard.
There was a "bang", and before Yu Sheng could reach the door to see what had been hit, he heard a "click" and something fell apart.
When he opened the curtain and took a look, a puff of dust came to his face.
"Oh."
Yu Sheng hurriedly put down the curtain and waved the dust in front of him, "You only have a belly, but where is your brain? See it clearly before throwing it away!"
After the dust settled, Yu Sheng opened the door curtain and saw that the chubby body of Little Rice Tong was covered with dust.
When Yu Sheng came out, Xiaofantong grinned, showing his white teeth, and gave Yu Sheng a silly smile.
Xiaofantong soon stopped laughing.
"Mou!" A cow roared.
What the little rice bucket hit was none other than the cowshed.
The old cow at the inn stayed in the cowshed all day and was beaten up.
It emerged from the ruins, looked at the little rice pail angrily, "hoo, ho", and even sprayed dust from its nose.
"Mou!" Lao Niu rushed over.
Seeing the little rice bucket with a stiff smile and standing there blankly, Yu Sheng kicked it and said, "Run quickly, or you will go to heaven if you don't run."
This kick made Xiaofan Tong react.
He turned sideways, using the standard movement technique of a Spanish matador, then rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and ran towards the door of the backyard.
The old cow was chasing after him.
As for Maomao, Yu Sheng walked over and took a look.
Good guy, he is lying on the ruins and sleeping soundly.
He walked back and said, "What did Maomao do to Xiaofantong to make him willingly steal wine for him?"
"You still have to ask?" Ye Zigao said, "It must be for food."
When they returned to the lobby, Lao Niu had already chased the little rice pail twice around the street.
"What are you doing? You don't have enough energy, can you help me pull the cart?" Someone was talking on the street, and at the same time there was the sound of horse hooves.
Perhaps the chase between the little rice pail and the old cow frightened the horse.
"Hush!"
One of the horses screamed, followed by a series of cries of pain.
When I went out for the rest of my life, I was happy to see it.
A weasel was sitting on the ground holding his buttocks. Next to him was a horse pulling a cart.
This weasel fell off the horse.
He stood up, patted the dirt on his butt, and asked Yu Sheng: "Shopkeeper Yu, what happened to your cows..."
Halfway through, the carriage moved forward, and the wheels ran right over him.
The horse walked all the way to the inn and stopped only after being pulled by Yu Sheng.
On the carriage are some wine jars, as well as pickle jars, dry food, pastry boxes and other things that can be kept for a long time.
Of course, all these utensils on the carriage are empty at this moment.
The Weasels opened an inn halfway down the road. They didn't know how to make wine or cook, so everything was brought in from the inn.
After reining in the horse, I will look at the weasel again for the rest of my life.
His body collapsed, but he was a monster after all. He stood up with his legs and said, "Damn it, I forgot. Just say 'drive' and the grandson will go forward."
He shook his body, and the deflated area immediately returned to its original shape.
"Shopkeeper Yu, you have this cow, and this..."
The weasel didn't know why the little rice bucket was a monster, "What, what, what are you doing? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"We're having fun." Yu Sheng said, "What's going on with your teahouse? Is the business doing well?"
"Thanks to shopkeeper Yu, the business of our inn is very good now." Weasel handed over his hand in a dignified manner.
He took out the bank certificate from the cloth bag slung across his body and threw it to Yu Sheng, "Shopkeeper Yu, just load the truck with wine and food as usual."
No matter who you do business with for the rest of your life, you will do business with us, and naturally you will do business with weasels.
"Okay." He called Hu Muyuan and the others, "Let's get to work."
"Tell Xiaofantong to stop playing and come back to bring the wine." Ye Zigao said.
Whatever the weasels want, they are familiar with it.
Ye Yegao went to unload the truck and move the wine jars to fill the wine.
Hu Muyuan turned around and went to the central kitchen to get snacks, dry food and the like.
The inn entertains guests on the road, and most of them need to bring dry food with them when they set off, so the inn prepares a lot of dry food every day.
Yu Sheng leaned forward and shouted: "Little rice bucket, you are back to work!"
The little rice bucket who ran to the river did not speak, but stood by the river, motionless.
The old cow stood beside it.
The two monsters stared blankly into the river together.