When Yan Ting said this, Yu Sheng's eyes immediately widened. It wasn't because of the Xingtian clan, but because he was tempted by the pie drawn by Yan Ting.
If it really succeeds, Yu Sheng will feel that building the inn into the best in the world is just around the corner.
If there is an important road leading to the outside in Xishan, will we still worry about the lack of guests?
"Let's go investigate right away." Yu Sheng said, but the shadow puppet in his hand stopped moving.
"Hang the shadow puppet on the wall." Yu Sheng then handed it to Bai Gaoxing, which made Aunt Qing raise her eyebrows. Can this hanger's problem be inherited?
The beast crawled on its knees, staggering and quietly moved to the door of the inn, only missing one step before running out.
"Stop, don't leave!" Yu Sheng shouted loudly, and the monkey screamed in surprise and started to walk away. The young monk couldn't stop shouting from behind.
"Brother, here you go." The little monk raised his eyelids, made a face to Yu Sheng, and chased away.
The terrified Yusheng Yusheng smiled smugly, but Aunt Qing nodded angrily with her finger, "Childish."
Yu Sheng turned around and said, "By the way, what about my reward? Can you advance it?" He pointed at the large characters copied in Aunt Qing's hand.
Aunt Qing put the paper away and said, "Go and pack it up quickly. We will go to Dongshan early tomorrow morning."
"I still don't know what's going on." Yu Sheng said, how could he be so confused that he was going to Dongshan to explore the road.
Aunt Qing stopped, "You don't know anything? Then you just promised Lord Yan to go as soon as possible?"
"Haha", Yu Sheng rubbed the back of his head and smiled in embarrassment. He was tempted by the pie painted by Yan Ting and couldn't help but agree.
He lamented: "For the rest of my life, only money is my biggest enemy."
Aunt Qing curled her lips and thought it would be more appropriate to change her words to "for the rest of your life, mother and son."
"We are going to be going for a long time. Please arrange the inn and prepare some dry food and wine." Aunt Qing said.
Yu Sheng waved his hand and boasted that the magic chef was here to prepare some dry food, so he should go on a picnic and make sure his aunt was well fed.
"Wait, only the two of us are going to Dongshan?" Yu Sheng suddenly realized, doesn't this mean that the two of us will stay in Dongshan for a long time?
Do whatever you want!
As soon as a word appeared in Yu Sheng's mind, Aunt Qing hit her on the forehead and said, "What are you thinking about? Why don't you go get busy."
"Who said I was thinking wildly?" Yu Sheng and Aunt Qing were talking nonsense, "What I am doing is just wishful thinking."
After that, Yu Sheng turned around and went to the kitchen, humming "You are the wind, I am the sand" in his mouth. As for the second half of the sentence, he did not dare to sing it in front of Aunt Qing for the time being.
But my aunt frowned, you are Feng'er, am I stupid?
She noticed something walking beside her and into the kitchen, probably Feng'er, so Aunt Qing followed her.
The black girls were left staring blankly at their backs, "Now they don't avoid us anymore." Bai Gaoxing said.
"Hey, do I have to call the Commander the City Lord's Wife from now on?" Fu Nan said, but then the Commander's position would be vacant, wouldn't he...
"I'm still a child." Cao'er sat on a stool and swayed his legs, "Is there anyone who cares about them?"
Hei Niu said: "Young Prince Donghuang, who dares to offend me? What if I get skinned and cramped by the King of Donghuang?"
As she spoke, her eyes fell on Ye Gao, and she saw that he was holding his chin in his hands, his eyes were out of focus, and there was an evil smile on his lips.
The black girl pushed him, "What are you thinking about?"
Ye Zigao took back his hand and put away the smile on his lips, "It's nothing, I just thought of something."
"It's definitely not a good thing." Bai Gaoxing understood his character very well and got up and went out to serve the animals.
Now there is a brontosaurus and a cow, and they eat too much.
Fortunately, the Scarface brothers are here. Not only have they cut back the fodder they eat now, they have even prepared the fodder for the winter.
I don't want to drive them away for the rest of my life. When the town is rebuilt, the inn expands, and even the guards in the future, they will all be indispensable.
Although Scarface had done some work as a trail cutter, his dedication to sacrifice his life to save others when the mountain wolves came came still moved the rest of his life.
After all, there are a few guys who are willing to name and block gun holes, and they are still very useful at critical moments, such as the pig before Ye Zigao.
Hei Niu was very curious about what Ye Zigao was thinking about. She shook his arm and asked. Ye Zigao finally said impatiently: "Okay, who was Feifei I was thinking about just now?"
Hei Niu, Fu Nan and Cao'er were all startled, but Liu Liu was thoughtful. The shopkeeper seemed to have just said "Fantasy".
The black girl quickly understood, "Haha," she laughed and patted Ye Zigao's shoulders, "It's so, so evil, I like it."
"They are like a raccoon dog." Cao'er pulled Liu Liu out. As he said, he was still a child.
But as soon as he stepped off the steps, Cao'er was left behind with a cry of pain from the cook. Aunt Qing opened the curtain and called to Cao'er, "Someone cut off his finger, come and stop the bleeding."
"The shopkeeper?" Cao'er asked.
"Who else could it be?" Aunt Qing rolled her eyes. She was so good at knife skills that she was able to cut her hand, but she was mentally unstable.
As soon as Cao'er took back his steps, Fu Nan ran towards the kitchen with a swoosh, "Shopkeeper, let me take a look."
Cao'er's eyes widened, what's going on, the grandson of Fu Nan is actually ruthless, "Is it true that you are a vegetarian?" Cao'er walked towards the kitchen angrily.
"No, they are vegetarians." Liu Liu reminded at her side.
"Oh, yes, you are a vegetarian?" Cao'er opened the curtain and went in. Strictly speaking, she was really a vegetarian.
In the back kitchen, Yu Sheng was holding his bleeding finger, and Fu Nan was standing next to Yu Sheng, leaning forward and left, trying to see Yu Sheng's wound clearly.
"You didn't cut off the meat, did you?" Cao'er asked. After getting a positive answer, she took a piece of grass from her arms, "chewed it and applied it to the wound and it stopped quickly."
Just as he was about to chew the grass, he said, "Hey, wait, let my aunt come." Yu Sheng said, "It's all her fault for distracting me."
When Yu Sheng was cutting a few pieces of gluttonous meat to make dry food for the road, Aunt Qing suddenly said, "Are you thinking about Feng'er?", and then Yu Sheng cut off her fingers.
"Come here." Aunt Qing took the grass, chewed it, and carefully applied it to Yu Sheng's wound.
At this time, Fu Nan saw Yu Sheng's wounds clearly and shook his head in disappointment. Yu Sheng was enjoying his aunt's tenderness and ignored him.
Hei Niu and Ye Zigao opened the curtain and came in, "Shopkeeper, have you cut off the meat?" Ye Zigao also looked at Yu Sheng's wound.
Yu Sheng was dissatisfied: "What do you mean, you expect me to cut the meat."
"No, we are curious. Before Taotie died, he said that if you taste the meat of the four kings, you can gain eternal life." Hei Niu said, "Maybe your meat can gain half of the great road."
"Fuck you, uncle, get out of here, uncle." Yu Sheng raised his foot and kicked the two of them out, "They are all working together, they are like a bunch of raccoons."
"Fuck friends." Fu Nan added, and then Yu Sheng also kicked him out, "You too."
"Shopkeeper, we are not monsters, why should we eat you?" Ye Zigao said with a smile outside, "Maybe we can help you find a way to make money."
They will go to the Fairy Mountain in the future. There are many spiritual creatures on the Fairy Mountain that can make people live forever, but they were just curious.
"I am really a monster." The black girl suddenly said.
Not to mention them, Yu Sheng was also curious, and he stretched out his finger. "Why don't I take a bite and give it a try?"
If this can really happen, Yu Sheng will feel that the King of Nanhuang has given up his throne.
Of course, unless King Nanhuang also does this business.
But just thinking about it, the cut on my hand hurts, so I won’t do stupid things for the rest of my life.
"What's the difference between that and selling meat?" he asked Aunt Qing.
Why did Tang Monk not give up a bite of monster meat on his way to seek scriptures in exchange for an unimpeded journey to the West?
It’s because monks with professional ethics don’t engage in flesh-and-blood business.