The owner of Banshan City can no longer take care of his son.
He turned around and asked, "Where did this fragrance come from?"
"Sheep, mutton skewers."
A monster next to him reminded him.
The Lord of Banshan City smelled it again, "Well, it smells like mutton. Where does it come from?"
The monster pointed at the inn.
The Lord of Banshan City was stunned, "Come here? It's a bit interesting."
What's wrong with this bastard? He has to owe money to this inn. When he goes back, he will definitely break this grandson's legs!
Not to mention anything else about this inn, but just smelling the mutton skewers, you are definitely a talented person.
After this matter was settled, he had to honor the cook respectfully and roast meat for him every day.
…
Inside the inn, the little white fox was extremely anxious.
What's going on with the Lord of Banshan City? He's standing at the door of the inn. Why doesn't he come in?
What was he smelling? Did he smell something dangerous?
If you can smell this, then your nose is too good.
Fortunately, the little white fox's worries quickly disappeared, because the Lord of Bishan City led the people into the door of the inn.
The commander turned around, saluted the lord of Banshan City, pointed at the little white fox and said to the lord, "She is the mastermind behind the kidnapping of the young city lord."
"She is the manager of this inn?" The Lord of Bishan City looked surprised.
This age is too young.
"yes."
The Lord of Banshan City politely handed over his hand, "I apologize to the shopkeeper on behalf of Niezi."
The food and wine on the plate have not been removed, and the lingering fragrance is still lingering in the inn.
He sniffed it and praised: "It smells really good."
"The shopkeeper's cook is good at cooking and the wine is good."
He took a breath and felt refreshed, "If I eat a mouthful of food here, I would be willing to shorten my life by a hundred years."
As the Lord of Banshan City spoke, he walked to a table on which the mutton skewers scattered when the monsters escaped.
He picked it up and tasted it, "No, I'm willing to do it for five hundred years!"
Compared with this mutton kebab, the pig that he had just feasted on in the main hall was simply pig food!
He chewed slowly, like a beggar who suddenly ate a plate of delicacies and was reluctant to swallow them.
"It's just a little cold, otherwise it would be more delicious."
The Lord of Banshan City does not mind those monsters chewing on it.
He also poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip.
"Uh-huh!"
He opened his eyes, his eyes exploding like fireworks, "What kind of wine is this? Just perfect for the mutton skewers!"
The little white fox glanced at it and said, "Beer is only available in our inn."
The inn's menu was ready-made, and she took it from the nearby inn. Maybe the monster ordered the beer on it.
“I’ll never get tired of eating this wine, this food, this meat!”
The Lord of Banshan City raised his head and drank all the beer in the wooden cup, then burped, "It's great!"
He opened his eyes and looked at the little white fox.
"Little girl, let go of that bastard of mine. I guarantee that your inn will never be bullied again in Banshan City, and neither will that bastard of mine."
What does it mean to be a bastard? Da Banya was quite critical of it, but he didn't dare to raise his lips.
The Lord of Banshan City burped again, "In addition, all three meals in the City Lord's Mansion will be paid for by you, so the money will be yours."
This condition is not unreasonable.
At that time, even if the inn does not entertain outsiders and only cooks for the city lord's palace, it will be possible to become rich and wealthy.
Therefore, when the little white fox nodded in agreement, the Lord of Bishan City felt that this was expected.
The commander next to him felt something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong. It seemed like it should be so logical. After all, the young master was kidnapped just for a meal.
"Old Zhu, bring this person out!" the little white fox greeted.
Zhu Yin then carried the young city lord and walked out of the kitchen.
"Return the young city lord to the city lord." The little white fox pointed at the city lord Qianshan.
Zhu Yin nodded, stared coldly at the Lord of Banshan City, and walked towards him.
At this time, the commander noticed something was wrong: this inn was too fussy, and also, this inn was too weird.
The young city lord at least has the blood of the city lord who moved mountains. He may be dishonest in his enlightenment and lazy in cultivation, but he is definitely not a good person.
It's not easy for this man to capture the young city lord with just a raise of his hands!
The Lord of Banshan City took his mind away from eating and drinking, and quickly discovered something was wrong.
It's not that he thinks too deeply, it's just Zhu Yin who makes him unable to see through and gives him a kind of coercion.
For the Lord of Banshan City, who was one of the Nine Cities, an ancient god, and had already attained enlightenment before the Holy War, this was very unusual.
At this moment, Zhu Yin took action.
He lost the young city lord and quickly took a step forward. His palms turned into claws and suddenly stretched out to grab the neck of the city lord.
The Lord of Moving Mountain City took a step back, dodged, turned around, and ran away...
When turning around, he took a step slower and was slapped head-on by Zhu Yin's claws.
The Lord of Banshan City raised his hand in an instant and blocked the shot.
"Ah!"
Contrary to Zhu Yin's expectation, his hand was pushed back so hard that it hit the floor, causing him to almost fall down while still human.
The power to move mountains is well-deserved.
Zhu Yin steadied himself and tried to pursue him again, but the Lord of Bishan City had already arrived at the door, making it difficult for him to catch him.
"Dad, wait for me, dad." The young city lord shouted from behind.
The Lord of Banshan City ignored him and stepped out, preparing to leave.
At this moment, a huge force pulled him back, and then, with a "bang", the door was closed.
The Lord of Banshan City, the Commander, and the Young City Lord were all locked up in the inn.
"Lord of Qianshan City, now that you are here, don't leave."
Walk out of the kitchen for the rest of your life.
He has been busy in Shennong City in the Central Plains these past few days, and it is only a few steps away if he wants to come back.
"Who are you?" The Lord of Bishan City looked at him warily.
"Who am I? I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you." Yu Sheng raised his neck slightly, turned his head to the sky, and looked at people through his nostrils.
"Your nostrils are almost scaring me to death." The Lord of Bishan City said angrily.
After all, he is also the lord of a city, and he still has the ability to stay calm in times of crisis.
"Ha ha."
Although his men had stiff expressions on their faces, they still smiled and tried to support their city lord.
This is called professionalism.
Compared with them, Fu Nan and Hu's mother around Yu Sheng were far behind.
Yu Sheng was already signaling that it was time for them to talk, but the two of them were still assuming the same posture as Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng kicked Lao Hu, but Lao Hu was still wondering, "Why did you kick me?"
"The old rich guy is too ugly and not worth kicking. It's your turn." Yu Sheng lowered his voice and said, "Hurry up and sign up."
Let handsome and handsome people sign up to look impressive.
"Oh, yes." Hu Muyuan still had a tacit understanding.
He straightened his body and said with dignity: "The person standing in front of you now is the king of Zhonghuang, the current king of Donghuang, the son of the future king of Donghuang, the king of dragon people, the co-lord of the four seas, the Yaoqi Inn and the Nanyu Inn
The shopkeeper, and the rest of his life, the son of the God Killer..."
Yu Sheng saw that the smile of the Lord of Bishan City gradually disappeared, then stiffened, and then he became stunned and surprised.
He was about to stand up and accept their surprised looks, but he didn't expect that Hu Muyuan hadn't finished speaking yet.
"...The God-Slayer's son's best friend for the rest of his life, the most handsome friend, the handsome young master who is rarely seen in ten thousand years, Mother Hu is far away!"
Mother Hu took a step forward.
I will look at him for the rest of my life and wealth and hardship at the same time.
"What are you doing?" the old rich man asked in a low voice.
"Stealing the show!" Hu Muyuan said.
In Shennong City, Yu Sheng stole the show, and now it's time for his mother, Hu Yuanyuan, to steal the show.
I have to say that the feeling of being the focus of everyone and shocking everyone is different.
"This is a great move!" Fu Nan gave a thumbs up.
I should have known he had signed up like this.
In Hu Muyuan's words, the only one he could match was "best friend"
Fu Nan pulled Hu Mu away, "When did you become shopkeeper Yu's best friend? Leave it to me."
"Isn't it?" Hu Muyuan asked, "I am so handsome, standing with me will make you look more handsome."