Chapter 493 Xiang Huai

Aunt Qian, the "hand-throwing master", was very competent, not only gave the apprentice full authority for the work of "practice", but it didn't take long for even the customer list to be thrown directly to Xiang Huai.

“…… If it weren't for the fear that I wouldn't be famous and wouldn't be able to charge a high price, Aunt Qian probably wouldn't have bothered to go with me. ”

Xiang Huai's mother pricked up her ears to listen to her son and husband in the kitchen, but her mind drifted away unconsciously. I don't know whether to say that she is lucky or bad, she has lived for thousands of years all the way, but she was unlucky enough to be targeted by the evil way at the juncture of the transformation. Speaking of which, I have to thank the former owner of the old cat for seeking revenge for the evil way, and saved his life by mistake. When they first met, they didn't leave a good impression, both sides were very wary, especially the old cat, who didn't have the slightest kindness in the face of her, and watched coldly from beginning to end.

Everything that happened to her first avatar made her have little affection for humans, and she didn't have much sense of identity with spirits. But even if you don't like it, you have to admit that the owner of the old cat is really powerful, but I don't know what happened, I heard that there has been no news of that for many years, and the old cat is also silent, and no one even knows whether it is life or death.

Some people just didn't talk about it, and they were thinking about the old cat, when they saw her in a long skirt and swaying into the door, arousing a stunning gaze. "A bowl of custard. She was not polite at all, leaning against the cash register for the most part, and sat down at the outlet.

"Aren't you going to travel abroad? For the sake of her son's love for calling her "Master", Xiang Huai's mother was not guilty of the past, and she was polite to those who had festivals in the past.

"Suddenly I was not interested again. ”

Aunt Qian likes the egg custard made by Xiang Huai very much, which is smooth and tender, fragrant and delicious, and it is a must-eat meal for her to Huaihua rice. But at this moment, she was eating one spoon after another, but she seemed a little absent-minded.

It was almost closing time, and the last batch of guests were sent away, and Xiang Huai, who had been busy all afternoon, walked out of the kitchen with the roast chicken that had just been taken out of the oven. The parents made an appointment to go out to watch the fireworks together in the evening, but they closed the store and left, leaving only the master and apprentice in the store.

Xiang Huai saw that the master was eating carelessly, with no intention of opening his mouth, and he was not annoying, and he was indeed hungry at this time, so he buried his head in eating and drinking.

After a long time, seeing that her stupid apprentice was not intimate at all, and did not take the initiative to ask her why she was in a bad mood today, she knew that she was eating, and Aunt Qian's already unhappy mood was even worse, so she "hummed" and said angrily: "It's so delicious!"

"No, I've been busy all afternoon, and I'm hungry. Xiang Huai pretended not to hear the resentment that the master almost turned into a substance and rushed to his face, and after a few bites, he nibbled on a crispy and tender roast chicken thigh, drank a sip of hot soup, and the speed of eating slowly slowed down.

Probably desperate for her stupid apprentice, Aunt Qian sulked for a while, but finally took the initiative to speak: "Ming'er will accompany me to go to other places, okay?"

"Okay, there haven't been a lot of tourists lately, and my dad is enough for himself. Xiang Huai agreed very happily.

I didn't expect the stupid apprentice to agree so quickly, Aunt Qian glanced at him with a complicated expression, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, leaving a sentence of "pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning", and got up and left.