Chapter 13
Chen Muxue saw a little oil floating on the sweet and sour water in the radish bowl touched by the big man, and felt a little nauseous.
The big man's fingernails were full of black and dirty things. As soon as he approached, a disgusting smell of oily smoke wafted over.
Too lazy to talk to this person, Chen Muxue just stared at the shopkeeper: "Fifty taels."
"Fifty taels! Grab the money!" The greasy man's loud voice immediately attracted the attention of the customers who were eating.
Seeing this, the greasy man immediately continued: "A plate of broken radish costs fifty taels! Is the skin of your radish made of gold or the flesh of your radish?"
The guests suddenly whispered.
"A plate of radishes for fifty taels? Is this girl crazy?"
"What do you know, I met this girl a few days ago, she is not mentally functioning, do you see the pot behind her back? Who goes out and carries the pot?"
"Wait, are you carrying the blame?"
Hearing the unfavorable words for Chen Muxue, the greasy man raised his mouth: "You girl, it's hard for you to make some special radishes. It's normal to sell them to subsidize the family. Let's buy them for five hundred coins. Take it."
Accept as soon as you see it?
Chen Muxue looked at the greasy man and then at the shopkeeper, and smiled: "I want to buy this plate of radishes and figure out how to do it myself?"
The greasy man roared: "You girl, don't be ignorant of what's good and what's wrong! An iron pot was given to you as a treasure, and you carried it on the street. I advise you not to dream of being a cook. Although our cook doesn't sound good, you're not alone. The little girl can do random things!"
The shopkeeper frowned, pulled the big man, and signaled him to restrain himself.
After all, there is a fairy growing up on it.
However, immortal elders generally don't care about this mundane world, especially this matter involves food and money at the same time, these two things are low-level things for immortal cultivators.
However, on the second floor, Cen Lizhui, who saw everything through the screen, was gritting his teeth to control himself not to beat up that greasy guy.
he! Actually! Stretch such dirty hands directly into the bowl to grab something to eat!
Then how do I eat? !
What's going on with the shopkeeper? Why didn't such a black shop close down? If you don't know how to open a restaurant, you can let others open it!
The greasy man broke away from the shopkeeper's hand. He just wanted to suppress this **** girl. Looking at her young age, how could she make such delicious radishes?
He has been the chef of this restaurant for so many years, and he thinks that his craftsmanship is very good, but this mediocre radish can be turned into a flower by a little girl...
He spat out the mouthful just now, but he still couldn't help but smack his lips to recollect it.
He cooks and eats greasy meals all day long, and it's a bit surprising to suddenly eat such a fresh and refreshing pickled radish.
But he couldn't figure out how to make it for a while, he only knew that there was vinegar and sugar, and there was a little pepper and **** in the bowl.
It should be right to put them together and soak them?
Chen Muxue chuckled: "I'm so sorry, I didn't know you didn't have a mother."
"What do you mean?!" The greasy man hesitated.
"I said, you! No! Mother! Girls can't be cooks? You grew up eating your father's cooking when you were young? How pitiful!"
This is ancient no matter what, and Chen Muxue can still guess the operation mode of ancient families.
Chen Muxue picked up the basket, paused, and put the radish bowl inside on the table of the nearest guest, "Try it?"
Since they can eat the dishes cooked by the greasy man in front of them, they probably won't mind his hands.
After all, the greasy guy dared to come out like this, which shows that his...disgusting image is accepted by people.
When Chen Muxue thought of this, she felt a little nauseous.
"Girl..." The shopkeeper was about to say something more, but Chen Muxue interrupted him with his hand.
"Qiandingmen...hahahaha!"
The shopkeeper and the greasy man looked at each other, not only not afraid, but couldn't help laughing.
"Gu... oh, this door owner, I can open the only restaurant here, you don't think we are helpless, do you?" the shopkeeper said fearlessly, "If Qiandingmen wants to demolish us Restaurant, let's wait and see."
When Cen Li heard this, he couldn't help but click his tongue, why is this person so annoying?
The Qianding Sect has fallen to this point, and yes, the entire sect is supported by a foundation-building seventh-level sect master, and it is indeed like an ant...
No, I haven't eaten Chen Muxue's dishes... No, it's because I haven't figured out the secrets of Chen Muxue and the artifact, and I can't let Chen Muxue make a big mistake on the spur of the moment.
Just when he was about to come forward to rescue the siege, he heard Chen Muxue's unrestrained laughter:
"Hit? No, no, I'm good at convincing people with reason. Let's wait and see." After finishing speaking, Chen Muxue didn't turn her head...
Uh, I forgot to take the bamboo shoots. I turned around and took the bamboo shoots. This time I really left without looking back.
"The shopkeeper is not afraid of doing things?"
"It's just the Qianding Sect. I heard that the Sect Master is only at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment."
"Is the fifth level of foundation establishment very weak?"
"Maybe?"
Listening to the whispers of the guests, the greasy man snorted and turned to go back to the kitchen.
"You are all wrong! Do you know Liuyunzong?"
"Who doesn't know Liuyunzong! The famous No. 1 sect!"
"Isn't the first sect the fairy gate?"
"No, Xianmen has long stopped participating in the first and second... No, let's talk about business, you know the woman who is carrying the blame, the one who just said that she is the head of Qiandingmen."
"Then can you not know?"
"A few days ago, she was the one who knocked a disciple of Liuyun Sect with a pot on the street! The pot flew up with a swish, and then clanged!"
One of the guests was dancing and talking, while the other guests watched with wide-eyed eyes. They all heard about what happened a few days ago. After all, it has been a long, long time since there have been so many cultivators in the town, including Lin Qing and the others today. All caused crazy discussions among the residents in the dark.
The town looks like there is no disturbance, but in fact the residents have their own gossip channels and opportunities!
The shopkeeper listened twice, only slightly surprised, but then shook his head.
He is backed by the Yinlin Layman in the county. Although the Yinlin Layman is a casual cultivator, he has already reached the golden alchemy stage. How can he be afraid of the mere fifth-level Qianding Gate? Even the government offices in the county are guarded by the monks in the hidden forest!
As for a small pickled radish, after a taste, it should be enough to copy it, right? And it's just an appetizer, nothing more.
He suddenly remembered the boss of the Immortal Gate upstairs, and hurried upstairs instead of listening to the chatter of the guests downstairs.
"I'm interested, it's delicious!"
"What? Let me try it too!"
"I've never eaten anything like this! The master of Qiandingmen actually has this skill?"
"In my opinion, her progress in cultivation is so slow, I'm afraid it was delayed by this stuttering."
"Will this radish be sold here in the future?"
"Didn't you listen to their talk!"
The shopkeeper went upstairs, where is there any fairy figure?
Cen Lizhui, who was following Chen Muxue by jumping from roof to roof, had already changed back into coarse linen clothes and put on a bamboo hat.
Damn it, when is he going to eat this bite... No, he is here to find out the secret of the artifact, and he just took a bite by the way!
(end of this chapter)