When Zhou Dafu talked about Gui Yida, the little old man was upstairs, so he didn't pay much attention to the discussion.
Seeing that the little old man stopped paying attention to him, Gui Yidao was left feeling embarrassed.
In desperation, Gui Yidao nodded to the servant and said loudly: "Stay in the hotel!"
The little old man looked up and saw a hundred coins slapped in front of him.
After quickly putting his eyes and hands in his arms, the little old man smiled flatteringly and said: "I told you earlier, please, please sit down, please take a seat."
Only then did Gui Yida regain his previous arrogance, and walked to the center of the lobby with square steps, when a dog suddenly emerged from under the table.
"Ah~" Gui Yidao jumped in fright.
The dog ignored him and just barked "woof, woof" at the little old man.
"Definitely." The little old man took out half of the copper coins from his arms and threw them into the money jar on the counter. "I threw them in there," he said to Gouzi.
The dog didn't know how to count, so he stopped barking and retreated under the table.
Gui Yidao covered up his embarrassment, "This dog is so ugly that it scared me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Maomao shouted "arrogantly" at the little old man again, forcing the little old man to throw the remaining copper coins into the money jar.
Not a penny should be missing, God knows how it could see clearly.
Gui Yidao originally wanted to find a seat in the lobby and sit down, but now that he saw pigs, dogs and donkeys, he couldn't help but cover his nose because he loves cleanliness.
"Take us to the upper room." Gui Yidao said in a muffled voice.
"Okay, please come upstairs." The little old man kindly led the master and servant back upstairs.
"This is the best room in our inn. It's bright and sunny. It can get no less than eight hours of sunshine." The little old man said and opened the door.
The servant said: "Now that we can't get any sunshine, what's the use of talking about it."
"Hey, you can't say that. This room is valuable precisely because it doesn't get sunlight. Don't you smell the residual smell of sunlight?"
The little old man opened the window. Because the eaves were blocked, the rain outside could not be swept in. He just had a panoramic view of the lake and bamboo forest.
"I don't invite ordinary people to enjoy the lake, the bamboos, and the autumn rain. I only invite the wealthy and generous people to live here."
When the little old man said this, he looked at Gui Yidao with a smile and just said that the reward was here.
"That's right." Gui Yidao looked around and then turned around and said, "Xiao Er, your spooning hand is injured, who will cook?"
The little old man looked at Gui Yidao eagerly: "It depends on what the guest officer said, I'm going to make you hungry. If it doesn't work, I'll cook."
"No, no," Gui Yidao said hurriedly, "I have very high requirements for food."
"Don't worry, our shopkeeper still has a hand, so the food can be ordered." The little old man pointed his eyes directly at the servant's money bag.
"That's good, that's good." Gui Yidao said, "Okay, you can go out first."
The little old man was so disappointed that his face suddenly dropped, and he turned around and walked outside.
"Hey, wait." Gui Yidao called him again, "Remember to ask for a piece of Mapo Tofu for me."
"We can't make Mapo Tofu because our shopkeeper's hand is injured," the little old man said.
"Hey, didn't you just say you still have another hand?" the servant said.
"You need two hands to make this dish." the little old man said.
Gui Yidao winked at the servant, who reluctantly took out a few coins.
The little old man smiled happily after receiving the reward, "Don't worry, if I lend another hand, the shopkeeper will definitely make Mapo Tofu."
The little old man closed the door and went out. The servant said: "Seeing the copper plate is more intimate than meeting my own mother."
The little old man was playing with a few coins outside and took out the "Nine-tailed Turtle" from his arms. "You have to work hard and try to save enough money on the day of Shopkeeper Liu's birthday."
Under the overcast clouds, it gets dark very quickly.
When Ye Zigao came to light the lamp, Yu Shengcai put away the pen with his left hand and looked at a page of the book with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that my left hand is growing so fast."
Ye Zigao saw that there was only one neatly written word "forever" on one page of the book. "It's strange that I only wrote one for a long time. I didn't make any progress."
Yu Sheng said: "These Yong characters are different, which are the strengths of each family in the collection."
"What's the difference?" Ye Zigao said, "Aren't they all the traditional Chinese characters for 'Yong'?"
Yu Sheng showed off: "Don't say that the characters are different. Just say one stroke, the beginning of the stroke, the stroke of the stroke, the ending of the stroke, straight and curved, yin and yang. There are huge changes in this."
Ye Zigao didn't understand either. He lit the lamp and said, "Xunweizhai Guiyi Dao has come to the door."
Yu Sheng raised his head and asked, "When did you come?"
"After a while, I came to my door and said that I wanted to learn my cooking skills from you." Ye Zigao said, "Now I am being led into the room by the little old man."
"Whatever, I can't compete anyway." With a touch of Yu Sheng, all the words "Yong" on "One Page of Book" disappeared.
The system emphasizes the boring strategy of "you have already fallen before I take action", and there will be no way for the rest of your life.
"Besides, if you compete with a ball with one arm, you have to hold it with both hands to pee far." As soon as Yu Sheng finished speaking, Aunt Qing's book slapped him on the forehead.
"Did you say this in front of your aunt?" Aunt Qing gave him a look and went downstairs first.
Yu Sheng followed closely behind, leaving Ye Zigao muttering to himself, "Hold on with both hands?"
Cao'er, Fu Nan and others were all gathered in the lobby, and Arsene and Maomao had quietly left.
Seeing Yu Sheng coming downstairs, the little old man said: "Shopkeeper, there is a customer ordering Mapo Tofu."
Yu Sheng agreed, looked at the crowd and said, "I can't use the spoon with one hand, who among you can help me?"
My aunt liked to watch him cook the most, so my eyes fell on Aunt Qing first.
"I will fire you." Aunt Qing said.
Yu Sheng glanced at everyone, rich and troubled, Ye Zigao and the little old man each shook their heads.
Cao'er said enthusiastically: "I can help you."
"Forget it, don't step on the stool and fall into the pot." Yu Sheng said bluntly.
"You have to change your dressing tomorrow." Cao'er said gloomily.
"Then we are all vegetarian today?" Yu Sheng said.
"Don't, you need a lot of supplements right now. You can get all the rabbit meat and pig trotters." Cao'er quickly changed his tone.
Wei Zai stood up and said, "Let me do it. I have wanted to learn from others for a long time... and learn to cook from others."
"Sure." Yu Sheng led Guai Zai into the kitchen.
The chopping of vegetables was all done by Guaizai, whose knife skills were barely up to par and who was clumsy when adding salt and seasonings.
Yu Sheng stood by and gave instructions from time to time, holding the spoon in his left hand to control the heat.
After the meal, I was exhausted and sweating profusely, but I also benefited a lot.
She first brought out a plate of fried vegetables for everyone to try, and then asked Ye Zigao and the little old man to serve the dishes to the guests.
Fu Nan has been waiting at the long table for a long time. As soon as the vegetables are served, he picks up the chopsticks.
While he was devouring it, he said: "Hmm, not bad, it's just a little worse than what Shopkeeper Yu cooks."
"A little bit worse? Are you feeling guilty or not?" Zhou Dafu, who was one step behind, tasted it gracefully, "It's simply more delicious than what Shopkeeper Yu cooks."
Yu Sheng said: "Check your conscience to see if you have been eaten by a dog."
"Woof woof", the dog raised its head and barked, looking at Yu Sheng innocently.
Upstairs, the little old man put the dishes on the table with a smile and said to Gui Yida: "Sir, the Mapo Tofu you want."
Gui Yidao looked at the plate of Mapo Tofu, "Is this made by you?"
"Yes, our shopkeeper made it with one hand, so the knife skills are a bit poor." The little old man lied calmly, but he forgot that he couldn't do it with one hand.
Gui Yi's knife didn't expose him. He thought it would be nice to cut one hand like this, "Then you go down."
After the little old man closed the door, Gui Yidao took the ivory chopsticks handed over by the servant and slowly picked up a piece of tofu.