Changyao Daoren walked up to the third floor with a plate of pot helmets, stopped in front of Cheng Yunmen, and identified the house number.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The door soon opened.

Cheng Yun stood behind the door, looked at Changyao Daoren, and then looked down at the steaming pot helmet in his hand, and said in surprise: "It's all finished?"

Then he hurriedly got out of the way.

"Isn't it just a scone, it's rare to pour the old man and me?" Changyao Daoren walked into the house with a pot helmet, he looked around the small living room, and said in surprise: "Isn't my niece in your house?"

Cheng Yun's face immediately darkened: "What the hell are you surprised, she is so decent, why is she in my house!?"

Changyao Daoren nodded, let out a long sigh, and asked, "What about my niece?"

"She should be fooling around at the front desk. ”

"I'll call her!" Changyao Daoist put the pot helmet on the coffee table, turned around and walked out.

Walking downstairs, I saw Yin Nuxia sitting at the front desk whispering to Tang Qingying, sneakily not knowing what she was talking about.

Changyao Daoist immediately said, "Niece, come up and help me taste the pot helmet I made." ”

Yin Nuxia's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, staring at Changyao Daoren's silver teeth and clenching, but for the sake of the stationmaster and the face of the pot helmet, she still endured it, said a few words to Tang Qingying and walked out of the front desk, and followed the smiling Changyao Daoren upstairs.

As soon as they walked around the corner, the two met Cheng Yan again.

Changyao Daoist sighed and said happily: "It's too coincidental, Miss Cheng Yan!"

Cheng Yan was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Changyao Daoren smiled and said: "I just made a pot helmet, I heard the stationmaster say that you have a long understanding of pot helmets, why don't you go and try it?" See how much money my pot helmet can sell for a month!"

"Okay!"

"Then thank you Miss Cheng Yan!"

"Don't call me Miss Cheng Yan, just call me Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan said lightly.

"Then my niece ......"

"Bang!" Yin Nuxia punched him in the waist!

"I've told her many times, she can't change it, she doesn't remember well, and I can't help it. Cheng Yan said and smiled involuntarily, thinking that he was really doing this too much, didn't these two people have the same disease?

"Oh! okay!" Changyao Daoren nodded dryly, as if he had not been attacked by Yin Nuxia at all.

"Uh-huh. Cheng Yan remained silent, because every time Yin Nuxia agreed very simply, but then he still didn't change.

The three of them came to Cheng Yun's room.

Yin Nuxia and Cheng Yan came to the coffee table together, and looked at the blackened pot helmet on the plate with Cheng Yun and Xiao Lori - it was obviously a little too baked, although some of the pot helmets are usually a little burnt, but they are mainly burnt yellow, and they will not be so black.

Turning his head to look at Changyao Daoren, he saw that Changyao Daoist was still smiling and said, "How is it?

Cheng Yan didn't say anything, and Cheng Yun didn't say anything either.

The two siblings looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces were clear.

Yin Nuxia was straightforward and said, "It's not black, it's mush, right?"

Changyao Daoren waved his hand and said, "It doesn't affect the paste!"

Yin Woman: "......"

It was only then that Cheng Yun realized that the 'cooking skills' of Changyao Daoren's world were miserable - it would be very good to have a little oil and salt in the dish, and if you add a few more suitable ingredients, it would be delicious in the world.

And the people of Changyao Dao have never even made that kind of dish......

At this time, Changyao Daoist said again: "Don't just look at it, taste it, how about tasting it!"

Cheng Yan asked a little uneasy: "Third uncle, have you tasted it after you finished it?"

"Tasted! Of course I did!"

"How's it taste?"

"It's delicious!" Changyao Daoren looked proud, thinking that the old man was good at everything, but he added, "It's salty and flavorful!"

"Ahem!"

Cheng Yan choked on the second half of his sentence.

The three of them looked at each other, looked at each other, pushed each other, and secretly fought for 800 rounds, and finally Yin Nuxia was defeated by Cheng Yun's array. I saw her look of 'what is this woman afraid of', and picked up a pot helmet cleanly......

Handed it to the little Lori on the side.

Little Lori twisted her head to indicate that she would not accept the fool's feeding!

Lady Yin shrugged, didn't care, and withdrew her hand again.

"Click!"

She took a bite and it was crispy!

Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan looked at her quietly.

Changyao Daoren also stared at her: "How is it, it's delicious!?"

Yin Nuxia nodded: "Hmm......"

Changyao Daoren glanced at Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan again, and said a little unhappily: "What are you two little dolls worried about, can the old man still poison it?"

Seeing this, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan each took a pot helmet, and Cheng Yun also broke half of it and handed it to Xiao Lori.

Yin Nuxia stared at them silently, until she saw them bite and start chewing, she continued to make her own comment: "Well, it's much better than the cold steamed buns I used to eat, but it's ...... compared to the big man and the station man."

"Ahem, ahem!" Cheng Yan coughed violently, and his pretty face turned red all of a sudden.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Cheng Yun hurriedly looked at her with concern.

"Water ......" Cheng Yan's voice changed.

Cheng Yun immediately picked up his own water cup on the side and handed it to her.

Cheng Yan glanced at the cup, but he didn't care, and poured several sips when he picked it up. Then she put down the water glass. The lip that had just eaten the pot helmet and was still oily left a reflective lip stain on the rim of the cup.

"Ah......h

"What's the matter, are you stuck with pig hair?" asked Cheng Yun with a concerned face.

"You've just been stuck with pig hair!" Cheng Yan glared at him - in the dialect of his hometown, 'stuck by pig hair' is specially used to scare people.

"What's going on?"

"Salty ......" Cheng Yan glanced at Changyao Daoren.

"Salty, salty!" Chang Yao said, his face was full of red, "Salt is a strategic material controlled by the government, this person will die if he doesn't eat salt, and he doesn't need to eat salt for two or three days after eating my pot helmet, how good!"

Looking at his sincere expression, Cheng Yan was silent.

Cheng Yun was surprised: "Salty? impossible, I don't have salt at all when I eat this!"

Changyao Daoren's expression was a little embarrassed, he buckled the back of his head, and was about to go back and tear up the paper man, calling it lazy and unfavorable!

Yin Nuxia explained to him: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if it's salty, there will be no taste after taking a bite." Don't be afraid if it doesn't taste, you can bite a little more and you'll get a lump of salt. ”

Changyao Daoren nodded again and again: "It's still my niece who understands!"

Cheng Yan and Cheng Yun glanced at each other and did not say anything.

Yin Nuxia is a person who is used to living a hard life, when she was the most bitter, she didn't even have to eat steamed buns, she couldn't pick up food that could be put in her mouth, and she could hunt birds and snakes or grab food with wild dogs in the wild...... Of course she can eat everything.

Not to mention the little Lori, it's still eating deliciously!

Occasionally looking up at the humans around me, it was still a little puzzled, and I didn't understand what these humans hated!

But do you really want to sell this pot helmet?

At this time, Changyao Daoist asked again: "How? Give me a word, if it's okay, I'll open tomorrow! Where is it lively around here?"

Cheng Yan prompted euphemistically: "Third uncle, you still have a lot of room for improvement in this pot helmet......

Changyao Daoist was overjoyed when he heard this, and arched his hand and said, "Thank you Miss Cheng Yan for your compliment!"

Cheng Yan: "......"

Cheng Yun said: "You can only set up a stall in front of the hotel, you can't go to other places, and you can't run around." ”

Changyao nodded briskly: "Okay!

With that, he walked out with an empty plate again.

Cheng Yun was stunned for a moment, looked left and right at Cheng Yan and Yin Nuxia, and fell into self-doubt.

I...... Did I say that this level is already enough to set up a stall tomorrow?

At this time, there was a constant sound of chirping on the side, and the little Lori had almost finished eating the pot helmet with her head down. It listened to Cheng Yun's words very much, and resolutely did not use its claws to hold and gnaw on this kind of stuff that might stain its body with oil, and it would not let it be next to its body. This way of eating is originally difficult, because if you nibble on something, you will run around, but little Lori has now practiced a stunt.

Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan silently watched Little Lori finish eating the pot helmet, and at the same time handed over their own pot helmet.

"There's more!"

"Huh?"

Little Lori tilted her head and looked at them, as if asking why you didn't eat it.

But it finally took over Cheng Yun's pot helmet, and this choice was made without hesitation, which made Cheng Yan's face full of unwillingness.

Yin Nuxia also ate all the scorched pot helmets one bite at a time and without changing her face, and then said: "To be honest, this pot helmet can still enter the mouth, but compared to the craftsmanship of the station master, it is no different from rancid......

Cheng Yan didn't express an opinion, but just looked at Woman Yin weakly: "Sister Yin Dan...... Do you still eat it?"

Yin Nuxia shook her head: "Don't eat it, I'll help that crappy ...... Eat some strawberry cake, or he'll not be able to finish it alone. ”

After speaking, she went over and opened the refrigerator, took out one of the small strawberry cakes in the refrigerator, and looked at Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan: "Do you eat?"

Cheng Yun shook his head: "The old man doesn't like to eat this kind of dessert." ”

Cheng Yan gnawed on the pot helmet expressionlessly, and shook his head: "Don't." ”

Yin Nuxia sighed and closed the refrigerator door with her hand.

Boom!

Lori: "......"

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The next day, the pot helmet stall of Changyao Daoist opened as scheduled.

It's just that unlike General Li, who got up early in the morning to work and started business as soon as dawn began, he woke up very late, and before that he had already used a new paper figure to make a pot helmet for the night, he only needed to sit at the door of the hotel and sell ready-made pot helmets.

What oil smoke, heat preservation, he can solve all problems.

is also different from General Li, who sat on a small bench and grasped every minute and every second to read, he got down from the top of the building and got down a rattan chair, lying leisurely, crossing Erlang's legs while drinking wine and napping, squinting his eyes and humming a tune, completely enjoying the time.

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