Chapter 35: The Pit Comes to Your Uncle Pear

"Huh, what did you just say?"

The little girl in her arms struggled to get down, and the pear butcher turned her head stupidly.

With some reluctance, his eyes slowly shifted from the little girl's body to Yang Chen, whose face was full of black lines.

What did this kid say to himself just now?

Patronized and talked to the little girl, and really didn't pay much attention to the child and his father standing beside him.

I did my feelings for a long time, but you didn't listen to it at all......

Yang Chen's face stiffened suddenly, Nima, so embarrassed.

After coughing dryly twice to ease the atmosphere, Yang Chen regained his previous zombie face.

He said as he pointed in the direction of the menu wall of the small shop.

"The new dishes in the small shop, tea eggs, do you want to try them? It is affordable and delicious, and only sells an eighth-order lower grade spirit stone." ”

As Yang Chen spoke, he also winked at the pear butcher, and the meaning was naturally self-evident.

The fat pear man opened his mouth and looked at the eldest nephew in front of him, and then looked at the price of a tea egg on the menu wall, and the price of an eighth-order lower grade spirit stone.

The fat at the corners of the latter's mouth also twitched fiercely.

What's the trouble?

I won't say anything about selling an eighth-order spirit stone for a tea egg, what are you talking to me about the economy?

The pear butcher forcibly held back the small universe that was about to explode in his body, raised his head and glanced at Yang Chen fiercely, and then asked.

"Is there anything special about this tea egg?"

"Nothing special, just ordinary tea eggs. ”

Faced with such a question, Yang Chen was just confused by the pear butcher's question.

I muttered in my heart, what is special about tea and eggs, is it possible to become an immortal after eating?

Pouting, Yang Chen also rolled his eyes.

"Then why are you selling it so expensive?"

Pear butcher Mao is about to explode, and now he really can't wait to go up and slap this Yang kid on the head.

Do you even have to cheat on your Uncle Li's money? Are you still worthy of your conscience?

"Uh, that's right, the tea eggs are indeed nothing special, this piece of spirit stone is mainly used to pay for the ingredients of the tea eggs, Uncle Li, I won't pit you." ”

Yang Chen sweated profusely, looking at the disgusted face of the pear butcher, he explained so stupidly.

"Ingredients?Why are eggs so expensive?Can they be sold for the price of an eighth-order spirit stone?"

The pear butcher listened to Yang Chen's words, and the two mustaches at the corners of his mouth were blown up, and he was not angry and snorted so coldly at the latter.

"Fourth-order demon beast, the eggs of tea-fragrant chickens. ”

Yang Chen looked at the pear butcher seriously, and then said this very calmly.

"Oh, it turned out to be a tea-flavored chicken, so you don't ...... Poof, what? Tea chicken?"

The pear butcher had just taken a sip of the tea provided in the shop, and then he heard Yang Chen's indifferent words.

At first, he didn't react for a while, and the next moment his eyes widened, and then the mouthful of tea that was still in his mouth was squirted out entirely.

"What did you just say? Tea Chicken? You kid shouldn't be kidding me, are you? You use Tea Chicken eggs to make tea eggs? Really fake?"

The pear butcher choked on this saliva and coughed twice, and then he raised his head, stared at Yang Chen with his eyes as if he had seen a ghost, and asked.

"Well, yes, what's wrong?"

Yang Chen nodded seriously in the face of this pear butcher's question, indicating certainty.

"Uncle Li, do you want tea eggs? The opening hours of the small shop will be approached in a while. ”

Yang Chen looked at the time, he was still in a hurry to close the door early and then continue to go to the kitchen to practice the damn "Ku Ding Jie Niu Knife Method".

Just now, after just cutting radishes and practicing for half an hour, the whole person's hands were already overwhelmed, and he was shaking like that, and he didn't have much time left to brag with the pear butcher here.

"Where did you get the things of the Chaxiang Chicken clan? Do you kid know that in the entire Aoki Country, the people of the entire Chaxiang Chicken clan are the most short-guarded, are you tired of being crooked? Dare to touch their things?"

The pear butcher's eyes widened, and then he taught this messy boy a hard lesson, others don't know, doesn't he know?

When he first came to the Aoki Imperial Capital seven years ago, he had a cooperative relationship with the old Yang family.

Lao Yang's family opened a restaurant, which is the pork he provides.

And for this little Yang Chen, he knows the roots, so to speak, this stinky boy usually farts, and the pear butcher knows which way his ass is facing.

Six years ago, when Yang Chen had just turned twenty years old, it was the pear butcher who personally took him to test the spiritual root.

The result is that he doesn't have any cultivation talent at all, and it can be said that he is just an ordinary person through and through.

An ordinary person, where did he get this fourth-order demon beast thing?

You must know that this fourth-order demon beast is comparable to the existence of a Jindan stage monk.

Snatching something from their hands is even more difficult than climbing to the sky.

Not to mention snatching things from the hands of the tea fragrant chicken clan who have a great reputation in the outside world.

This is something that has not happened even since the founding of the entire Aoki Empire.

It's just a fantasy.

Wait, this kid can't be bluffing me, right?

That's what he said, who knows if he really used the eggs of the tea-fragrant chicken to make tea eggs?

Okay, I think you kid is capable now, and you dare to hit your uncle pear with the abacus, see if Lao Tzu won't lift your old bottom later!

"Okay then, then bring me two of these first, tea eggs, and then a bowl of Yangchun noodles. ”

The pear butcher's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and the corner of his eye glanced at Yang Chen, looking at this kid who was still not red and heartbeat at the moment.

I hope that when Lao Tzu reveals your old bottom later, you can continue to maintain this current mentality.

The pear butcher chuckled inwardly, he had already made up his mind to let this kid suffer a little in his place.

Since you dare to hit your own head with your ideas, you must be prepared to bear the wrath of Lao Tzu.

"Okay, wait a minute. ”

Yang Chen nodded, then turned around and walked towards the position of the other diner in the small shop.

"What to eat? It is especially recommended, the new dish of our store, tea eggs, economical and affordable, I heard that tea eggs and Yangchun noodles will be more compatible with it, do you want to try it?"

According to the usual practice, Yang Chen read out his advertising words with such an expressionless face and recommended it to this Yiluo.

The latter just raised his head, and his cold pretty face faced this Boss Yang, who also had no expressionless zombie face, and he didn't spit out a word in his mouth for a long time.

That's it, the two looked at each other.

The atmosphere in the small shop suddenly became awkward.

"A bowl of Yangchun noodles, a tea egg, thank you. ”

After a long time, this Elo also slowly retracted her gaze.

Well, it's really pointless to look at this zombie-faced Boss Yang.

Qing Widow's eyes glanced lightly at the menu wall on the side, and at a glance, he saw the tea eggs that were newly added today behind the Yangchun noodles and the corresponding prices.

An eighth-order lower grade spirit stone.

Even her cold face couldn't help frowning when she looked at the price of this new dish at this moment, and then hesitated for a moment, but still chose to order a tea egg and taste it first.

After all, this mysterious little shop has already surprised yourself yesterday.

This time, the new dish tea eggs are more expensive than Yangchun noodles, but I don't know where it is expensive.

Iluo brushed aside a wisp of green silk on her forehead, and then in her autumn-like eyes, a hint of anticipation rose unconsciously at this moment.