Xing'er looked at the little white tiger and only felt a little trembling.

Whoa, he's just a tiny chipmunk!

The owner actually asked her to feed the mythical beast Little White Tiger to eat, didn't she want her to sacrifice herself?!

Xing'er looked at the little white tiger, cowered and didn't dare to step forward, but the little guy ran to the dining table by himself, looked at the bowl of chicken soup and minced porridge on the table and screamed twice, and looked at Feng Jiao.

A certain emperor didn't even give the poor little guy a chance to be coquettish and cute, and snorted coldly: Little thing, you have been following us for a long time, and you have grown up a lot, you should be a mature little white tiger, you should learn to eat by yourself. You are a mythical beast, a white tiger, not a cat. How embarrassed to always let someone else feed. ”

Little White Tiger: "......"

The baby is bitter, but the baby can't speak, so angry!

Maybe it was really in response to the idiom of being timid as a mouse, or maybe it was because she was suppressed too much by the bloodline of the divine beast, Xing'er never dared to step forward, and in the end, Feng Jiao really couldn't stand it anymore and put the little guy's lunch on the ground.

The little guy trembled against the rather threatening gaze of a certain emperor, and finished his lunch pitifully.

Feng Jiao and the black cat took Xing'er and the little white tiger to stay in the secret realm of the black pine forest for two more days, and in the morning two days later, they went to Ling'an City through the teleportation array.

Walking on the streets of Ling'an City, Feng Jiao and the black cat used their spiritual power to communicate.

"Next, I'm going to find an inn to live in first, and then inspect the rent and foot traffic, and see where it would be more appropriate to open a wine shop."

"Benjun...... Ahem, there are a few people who are familiar with each other in this Ling'an City. It's better to go to the teahouse next to you and wait, and I'll help you get in touch. If we can find a suitable place to open a wine shop, maybe we will not need to stay at the guest house and go directly to the new wine store. ”

Whether it's another inn or a wine shop, which chef can make something as good as his little chef's.

He didn't want to wronged himself about food, so it was best to contact Qin Wensheng's old guy as soon as possible and ask him how things were going, and whether he had found a suitable place to open a wine shop for the little chef.

Feng Jiao was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and immediately remembered that the first time she and the black cat met was in an alley in this Ling'an City.

And the last time he left to help someone else......

Speaking of which, even Meow Daxian has friends, unlike her, being reborn here is equivalent to completely cutting off contact with her past, living alone in the world......

Feng Jiao poured herself a cup of tea, pushed a plate of refreshments in front of Xing'er, and just took two sips, and the black cat came back soon.

"My acquaintance told us to wait here and he will come and pick us up soon. Speaking of which, it is a coincidence. He happened to have a relative who had opened a liquor shop before, and he didn't want to engage in this business anymore, so he was in a hurry to transfer the liquor shop. ”

There are some things he doesn't want her to know, but he can't rest assured that a little girl like her will rent a place to open a shop here, for fear that she will be deceived by the wicked, so he has to make up a few lies, secretly help, and hide her merit and fame.

Not long after, Feng Jiao saw that an old man with a white beard hurriedly walked into the teahouse and gave a deep salute to the black cat......