Uncle Fisherman Gen was disappointed, and was about to go out with Pork Jiu, when footsteps sounded on the wooden ladder again.

It was Aunt Qing who came down this time, and Yu Sheng leaned behind her, "What are you looking for?" Aunt Qing pulled him back.

"What about the city lord?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Go back. Aunt Qing said and handed the cypress pillow to Yu Sheng, "You want it." ”

"The lord flew away?"

"Hmm. Aunt Qing nodded.

Yu Sheng was a little disappointed, and he was ready to use Aunt Qing's relationship to get close to the city lord.

He went upstairs and handed the cypress pillow to the ghost bird, who couldn't wait to hold the child to sleep after thanking him.

The rest of his life wanted to take the infant child out, but as soon as he started speaking, he saw that the ghost bird's eyes were crying blood again.

"Gotta get it, when I didn't say it. Yu Sheng hurriedly turned around and fled, accidentally slamming his injured arm against the door.

When Yu Sheng went downstairs with grinning teeth and pain, Aunt Qing hurriedly asked Cao'er to help him take a look.

"No problem. Cao'er patted her arm and said.

"Oops. Yu Sheng exclaimed bitterly, "It's not a big problem for you to shoot." ”

"I'll teach you a lesson, don't get hurt and run around, if the displacement is crooked, don't blame me for my poor medical skills. Cao'er said.

Having said that, the rest of his life felt that Cao'er was revenge for his belittlement before dinner.

Ye Zigao hugged the arsenic, trying to let the dog chase it, and said when he heard the words: "Don't be afraid of long arms, just discount it again." ”

"Go aside, don't bring arsenic to the lobby. Yu Sheng said.

"Arsenic?" Chu Sheng, who was drinking, stopped and relieved himself after knowing that the suckling pig's name was arsenic.

Because of this injury, Aunt Qing was not allowed to run around for the rest of her life, and took pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for him to practice calligraphy in the attic.

There happened to be a new book, and Aunt Qing sat next to her to drink and read, listening to the chicks on the eaves "chirping" noisy.

After a while, the black cat sheriff brother also ran up, lying on the beauty's lean, staring greedily at the eaves bird's nest.

Bai Xingxing was guarding Yao Zhuo upstairs, and only the little old man and Ye Zigao were left in the lobby.

The ghost has not recovered from being choked yet, but fortunately she has died once, and she is not afraid of being choked to death again.

She had been staying in the white bone room, and the rest of her life decided to take her out to meet people at night, and Ye Zigao was not in a hurry at this time.

Now the urgency is to feed the arsenic, "eat more." Ye Zigao held the rain-soaked greens in his hand and put arsenic on the side of his mouth.

This green vegetable has the most spiritual power, and the leaves are very good for arsenic.

Usually he didn't let him feed the pigs with green vegetables for the rest of his life, but now he couldn't come upstairs for the rest of his life, so Ye Zigao quietly went to the vegetable field to pick a large handful.

Arsenic likes to eat these very much, humming and chirping.

Mao Mao also stayed in the lobby, and next to it was a large jar of wine, which Ye Zigao helped it beat.

Ye Zigao is also helpless, if he doesn't fight, Mao Mao will be "angang" and sue him for the rest of his life.

It was getting late, and the little old man was sitting at the door of the inn with "Nine-Tailed Turtle" in his hand, reading a book by the light of day.

At this time, a carriage stopped in front of the inn, and a person stepped out of the carriage and stepped into the inn under the rain of the servant holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Let Jean, don't block the light. The little old man pushed the visitor away.

After avoiding the little old man's push, the visitor looked down and saw a woman on the page of the little old man's book with her breasts half exposed, and spring love overflowed her face.

"Is there such a way to entertain guests?" said the visitor, displeased, and patted the place where the little old man had touched it.

Ye Zigao raised his head and saw that this person had a big head, a thick neck, dressed in silk, and a proud face.

"Little old man, what are you doing, hurry up and greet the guests. Ye Zigao said.

The little old man didn't raise his head, "Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

The person who came dressed up, cleared his throat and said: "I don't live in the store, and I don't play sharp, I'm ......"

"Then what are you making a fuss about? The little old man who looked down at the book interrupted him unceremoniously.

Ye Zigao didn't care, he was stuffing vegetables into the arsenic's mouth.

He was confident that under the spiritual power to fatten, arsenic would far surpass his pig.

"I don't know how to count. After the person said a word, he said loudly: "Under the 'ten knives' will be one." ”

"Knife seller?" the little old man touched the picture with his hand, "Go and sell it, there is no shortage of knives in our inn." ”

After the knife was broken by the little old man, he felt a fire rising in his chest.

He tried to suppress it and then said in a deep voice: "I am a knife! ”

"Don't, don't, sell it next to it, our shopkeeper has a lot of knives. The little old man waved impatiently.

It's natural that you haven't heard your name in the middle of nowhere.

After comforting himself, Gui Yidao said: "Under is the chef of Xunwei Zhai Gui Yidao." ”

"Looking for Taste Zhai?" the little old man raised his head sharply, his eyes bursting with fire.

Seeing that he finally showed the reaction he should have, Gui Yidao nodded proudly: "Yes, I will return to Gui Yidao in Xia Xunwei Zhai." ”

It's just that it's not a compliment that comes with it. "On your shopkeeper Liu's birthday, can you really find a girl at half price after making a birthday poem?"

The little old man held up the book and pointed to a page in the book, "The man above said he had tried. ”

Gui Yidao was furious, "I don't know." ”

"I don't know if you still claim to be looking for taste?" the little old man disdained and continued to look down at the book.

Gui Yidao couldn't help it, "I'm looking for a knife from Taste Zhai and looking for your inn to be in charge." ”

"Guiyi knife?" Ye Zigao raised his head, "Oh, it turned out to be the chef of Xunwei Zhai." ”

Gui Yidao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had a normal person to communicate.

He arched his hand and said, "Yes, I came here to learn from your innkeeper next time." ”

"Oh, then you didn't come at the right time. Ye Zigao said to the little old man, "You talk to him." ”

Ye Zigao said that he went to the backyard, looked up at the attic in the rain, and saw that he had not leaned on the railing for the rest of his life, and then raised his feet to dig vegetables again.

Just took a step, Ye Zigao was pulled back again, and when he looked back, he saw Mao Mao poking his head out from behind the curtain and biting his clothes.

"Okay, I'll give you another jar. Ye Zigao said, and Mao Mao let him go.

The little old man looked up after Ye Zigao left and said, "It's not time, it's not time, don't block me, I can't see the key parts clearly." ”

Gui Yidao endured his anger and said: "Why is it not the time, I'm afraid I don't dare to compare, right?"

"Jokes, don't you dare to compare?" the cheeky ,...... of our shopkeeper," the little old man looked up and said, "By the way, what are you comparing?"

He didn't hear anything.

"Cooking. Gui Yidao couldn't wait to untie the knife on the servant's back and unload the little old man into eight pieces.

"Oh, that's really not comparable. The little old man said, "Our shopkeeper has an injured arm." ”

"My arm is hurt, how did I hurt it?" said Gui Yidao contemptuously, "It can't be an excuse to avoid war, right?"

In the city of Yangzhou, in order to avoid being defeated by Guiyidao, many famous chefs made excuses when he came to the door to learn.

"Don't believe it, pull it down. The little old man didn't bother to explain, and continued to look down at his book.

"This ......" the little old man didn't bother to explain, making the sarcasm Gui Yidao uncomfortable.

"Sticking out the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, it's better to try it out in a fair and honest way, and the province will lose its reputation. Seeing this, the servant spoke in the back.

"You two are annoyed, I'll discount one of your arms, can you still go to cook with others?"

"I am also looking for the chef of Zhai, taking advantage of the danger of others. The little old man said.

"No, I ......" Gui Yidao was speechless.