"It's best to live next to me." Zhen Zi skillfully winked at the visitor.
The visitor was startled, and he took out a lot of money and said, "As long as you let me have some peace of mind, it doesn't matter if you spend more money."
If you have money, you can talk about anything. Yu Sheng pushed Zhen Zi away and said, "Xiao Bai, hurry up, take the guests to the bedroom, and stay away from this freeloader."
Because of Xunweizhai's help, Zhenzi now has to spend the rest of his life eating and drinking in the inn for free, and now he actually wants to sleep in vain.
Just as Bai Gaoxing stood up, the person waved his hand and said, "No, no for now. I'm a little hungry. Can you get something to eat first?"
After seeing the dog chewing a piece of rabbit meat, the visitor's stomach protested.
"Please take a seat." Yu Sheng asked the guest to sit in the corner to avoid the direct gaze of the nymphomaniac Zhen Zi, and casually threw the money to Aunt Qing.
Aunt Qing, who didn't even look at it, stretched out her hand, took the money, and threw it beside the table.
"What a tacit understanding." Hei Niu clapped her hands and turned back to Ye Zigao, "When will we practice?"
How could Ye Zigao not know what she was planning, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you lose money?"
"It's okay." Hei Niu said, making Ye Zigao almost drop his jaw in shock.
"But my mother said, you will chop off the head of anyone who dares to ask for your money." She gestured to Ye Zi's neck.
Ye Ziyi shrank his neck and said, "You can't believe your mother."
"Pa", the black girl patted his head, "Don't think I don't know you are scolding my mother."
Yu Sheng brought out the food from the kitchen, and Po Meng came out with him. Her bowl was full of salt grains.
"Hey, when will the pretty boy come to the inn?" She saw the visitor and asked casually: "Boy, are you a cultivator?"
Her fairy is to make people die, then become ghosts, and follow her to become ghosts and immortals.
"Ignore her, madman." I have to be responsible for the lives of my guests for the rest of my life.
Po Meng didn't care and sat next to the black girl.
"Hey, you are a mouse, are you going to eat salt to give yourself little wings?" Black Girl glanced at her bowl and said.
"What a mess." Po Meng was confused. She sat down and called Yu Sheng, "You kid, please withdraw that wish."
She was now facing a table of delicacies, which smelled delicious, but tasted very unpleasant in her mouth, and she could not feel the salty taste at all.
"Let you tease me in the morning." For the rest of his life, he still resented her plan of "the toad wants to eat swan meat".
"I have to do errands at night. If I don't eat well, my strength will be affected," said Mrs. Meng.
Seeing that Yu Sheng was indifferent, Po Meng turned to Aunt Qing and said, "I am working hard for you two, can you have some sympathy?"
"Why are you selling your life?" Yu Sheng brought out two more plates of food, "Do you still have a life?"
"The witch hunt is very good at catching ghosts. If I don't come back..."
"Then leave and never come back." Yu Sheng turned around and said to her solemnly.
"Your uncle." Po Meng pouted at him. Just as the black girl was about to speak, she quickly blocked her mouth with a piece of meat.
"Bah, bah, it's so salty." The black girl vomited, "Salt doesn't cost money."
Po Meng fed herself, "What do you think?" She looked at her pitifully.
The black girl looked at her sympathetically, "It's impossible to plead for mercy. I support whatever the adults decide."
Po Meng sighed, "I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have come to the inn in the first place. If I didn't come to the inn, I wouldn't have wanted to kill your parents..."
"Hurry up and untie her." Aunt Qing stroked her forehead, and Po Meng chanted this sentence in her ear no less than a hundred times, and her ears were almost calloused.
Po Meng bit into a piece of meat and raised her eyebrows at Yu Sheng proudly.
As soon as it entered the mouth, "Bah, bah", Po Meng also vomited, "It's so damn salty."
She hurriedly rinsed her mouth with tea and quietly made a wish for Yu Sheng with a proud sigh, "Fight with me. When I punish you, you are still...still a ghost."
After all the dishes were served to the guests, Yu Sheng sat back at his seat and just took a bite of the rice when the visitor asked in surprise: "Hey, who cooked this dish?"
"Ahem", thanks to his surprise, he was choked for the rest of his life.
Aunt Qing hurriedly slapped his back and asked Po Meng to pass the tea and feed him down.
He ate quietly and watched them laughing and playing for the rest of his life. Wei Zai raised his head and looked back at the visitor: "I did it, what's wrong?"
For the rest of her life, she only started cooking ducks. She was responsible for all these meals.
"Pah", the visitor slapped the table, "It's so delicious. It's the first time that Hu Mu has eaten such delicious food."
"That's good, please use it slowly." Guaizai nodded with a smile and turned back to continue eating.
"Muyuan, tsk tsk, this name..." Ye Zigao shook his head.
"Ahem." Yu Sheng, who had come over to me, took over the words and took revenge. "I am destined to be alone."
Unexpectedly, Hu Muyuan said with a tone of endless yearning: "If this is true, it will be great."
He sighed, "To be honest, I am so burdened by this skin that it is impossible for me to be alone. I really envy you."
"Damn it." Yu Sheng put down his chopsticks and couldn't swallow the mouthful of food. If he hadn't paid, this customer would have been kicked out by him.
Mother Hu was far from paying attention and looked at Wei Zai's back with the tone of meeting a close friend, "This girl wearing a curtain hat must understand this truth."
Strangely, she couldn't eat it anymore, and she regretted not throwing crotons in it.
"Oh, by the way." Hu Muyuan introduced formally, "My name is not Muyuan, my surname is Hu Mu, and I am named Yuan."
"What a domineering name." Hei Niu stopped her chopsticks, praised her and then held her hands in her hands, "My name is Dugu Hei Niu. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you."
Ye Zi slapped her forehead, wanting to say that she didn't know her, "Why is this surname so domineering?"
"My mother said, the name must be grand, and the compound surname is just right." The black girl said seriously.
I couldn't stay there for the rest of my life, for fear of laughing to death or being choked to death, "I'll go back and see the ducks."
Bai stood up happily and said, "I'm going to feed the animals."
Seeing them leaving, Fu Nan was at a loss for a moment. Seeing Hei Niu focusing on him, he nodded in agreement: "That makes sense."
At this time, Aunt Qing also had a smile on her face.
The duck that has been marinated for an hour is just right. Hang it in a cool and ventilated place to dry in the shade.
At the same time, I did not forget to ask the little white fox to watch over him and not let the black cat and the police chief get away with them.
The little white fox agreed, walked over and swept away the black cat and the police chief who were squatting under the duck and looking up.
After relaxing his smile a little, Yu Sheng went out to finish his half bowl of rice.
At this time, Cao'er had finished eating and took Liu Liu to go to work. Zhenzi did not go out, but sat not far away from Hu's mother and exchanged sex for food.
"Shopkeeper, that horse has been in the stable for a long time." Bai Gaoxing said after returning from feeding the animals.
"Which guest belongs to it?" I don't care for the rest of my life, a horse is precious and no guest will be left behind.
Now there are Scarface and the others in the inn, as well as men in black and yellow who are looking for mirrors. The long-term resident He Jinxi may belong to them.
"Go and check." Yu Sheng said to Ye Zigao, who was paying attention to Hu Muyuan's elegant and chic movements.
Ye Zigao glanced at the account book and came back, "Anyway, it belongs to a guest."
"You're not talking nonsense." After finishing his meal, he stood up and replied to him.
He then went up to the attic to practice calligraphy. After the duck was fucked by the wind, he went downstairs with Aunt Qing.
Now the salted duck has reached the final step, and the timing and heat are very particular.
Yu Sheng immersed the dried duck in water, put it on the stove and boiled the water until it was almost boiling. When strings of bubbles appeared, immediately turn off the heat to prevent the water from boiling.
This is to prevent the juice and fat from the duck meat and duck skin from being swept away after the water is boiled, turning the salted duck into firewood.
Repeat this until the duck is cooked.
"You can enjoy it now." Yu Sheng took out the duck and looked back to see that Aunt Qing had prepared the wine and chopsticks.