Taoist Changyao walked up to the third floor with a plate of pot-kick, stopped in front of Cheng Yun's door, and identified the door number.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The door opened quickly.

Cheng Yun stood behind the door, looked at the Taoist Changyao, then looked down at the steaming plate of pot-heavy in his hand, and said in surprise: "Are all finished products?"

He quickly made way.

"Isn't it just a scone? It's rare for me?" Taoist Changyao walked into the room with a pot-kick and said with some complacent words. Then he turned his head and looked around in the living room, a little surprised: "Hey, isn't my niece in your room?"

Cheng Yun immediately turned dark: "What the hell are you surprised... She is so good, why is she in my room!?"

Taoist Changyao nodded, let out a long oh, his expression was calm, and he asked again: "Where is my niece?"

"She should be fooling around with Yaoyao at the front desk."

"Then I'll call her!" Taoist Changyao put the pot of wine on the coffee table, turned around and walked out.

When I walked downstairs, I saw Yin sitting at the front desk whispering with Tang Qingying, sneaking and wondering what I was saying.

The Taoist Changyao immediately said, "Niece, come up and help me try the pot-kick I made!"

Female Yin's eyes narrowed and stared at the Taoist Changyao and clenched her fists. But when she saw the face of the webmaster and Guo Kui, she still held back, whispered to Tang Qingying, then walked out of the front desk, followed the Taoist Changyao with a smile on her face and walked upstairs.

As soon as they reached the corner, the two met Cheng Yan again.

Taoist Changyao yelled and said happily: "What a coincidence! Miss Cheng Yan!"

Cheng Yan asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Taoist Changyao smiled and said, "I just made a stove of pot-kicks. I heard from the webmaster that you have seen a lot of experience with pot-kicks for a long time. Why not try it? See how much money I can sell the pot-kicks in a month!"

"OK!"

"Then thank you Miss Cheng Yan!"

"Don't call me Miss Cheng Yan, just call me Cheng Yan." Cheng Yan said lightly.

"Then my niece..."

"Bang!" Yin Wuxia punched him in the waist!

"I've talked about her many times, but she can't correct her memory and I can't do anything about it." Cheng Yan said involuntarily, "I'm really useless. Aren't these two people both suffering from the same disease?

"Oh! Okay!" Taoist Changyao nodded simply, as if he had not been attacked by Female Yin just now.

"Yeah, okay." Cheng Yan remained silent because every time the Female Yin agreed very simply, but she still didn't change it later.

The three of them came to Cheng Yun's room.

Yin and Cheng Yan gathered together to the coffee table and looked at the charred pot on the plate with Cheng Yun and Xiaoluoli. It was obvious that these pots were a bit too much. Although some of the pots were a little burnt, they were mainly burnt, so they were crispy and not so black.

He turned his head and looked at the Taoist Changyao, but saw the Taoist Changyao smiled and said, "How is it? It looks pretty good, right?"

Cheng Yan didn't say anything, and Cheng Yun didn't say anything either.

The two siblings looked at each other and saw the expressions on their faces very clearly.

Female Yin frowned and said quickly: "It's so dark, isn't it?"

Taoist Changyao waved his hand and said, "It won't affect you at all!"

Female Yin: "…"

It was only then that Cheng Yun realized that the "culinary skills" in the world of Changyao Taoist were terrible - it would be great if the dishes were a little oil and salt. If you add a few more suitable ingredients, it would be delicious in the world.

And Taoist Changyao has never made that kind of dish before...

At this time, Taoist Changyao said again: "Don't just look at it, taste it, how about it taste!"

Cheng Yan asked a little worriedly: "Uncle San, have you tasted it after you finish it?"

"Taste! Of course!"

“How is it?”

"It's delicious!" The Taoist Changyao looked proud and thought that I was good at everything I did, but he added, "It's salty and delicious!"

"Ahem!"

Cheng Yan was choked by his second half.

The three of them looked at each other, shook each other, pushed each other, and secretly fought for 800 rounds. In the end, Female Yin was defeated by Cheng Yun's formation. She looked like "What did this Female Hero have been afraid of?" and picked up a pot of wine cleanly...

Handed it to the little luoli next to it!

Little luoli turned her head, saying that she would not accept the idiot's feeding, and was even a little angry - this human seemed to be playing with it!

Female Yin shrugged, didn't care, and took back her hand.

"Click!"

She took a bite and could tell it was crispy!

Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan looked at her calmly.

Taoist Changyao also stared at her: "How is it, it's delicious!"

Female Yin nodded: "Yeah..."

Taoist Changyao glanced at Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan again, and said with some displeasure: "What are you two little babies worried about? Can I still poison it? It has salt, smell and meat, so it must be delicious!"

Seeing this, Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan each took a pot of money, and Cheng Yun broke it half and handed it to Xiaoluoli.

Female Yin stared at them silently until she saw them bite and started chewing, she continued to comment: "Well, it's much better than the cold rotten steamed buns I used to eat, but it's made by the big man and the webmaster..."

"Cough cough cough!" Cheng Yan coughed violently, and his pretty face suddenly turned red.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yun quickly looked at her with concern, and even the little luoli turned his head and stared at her.

"Shui..." Cheng Yan's voice changed.

Cheng Yun immediately picked up his water cup next to her and handed it to her.

Cheng Yan glanced at the cup, but didn't care. She picked it up and poured several mouthfuls. Then she put down the water cup. After eating, Guoku's oily lips left a reflective lip-shaped oil stain on the edge of the cup.

"ah……"

"What's going on? Did you get stuck in the pig's hair just now?" Cheng Yun asked with concern.

"You are just stuck with pig's hair!" Cheng Yan glared at him. In the dialect of his hometown, "being stuck with pig's hair" is specially used to criticize people, mainly saying that people cough or pretend to cough.

"What's going on?"

"Salty..." Cheng Yan glanced at the Taoist Changyao.

"Salty? It's good to be salty!" Taoist Changyao said immediately, his face flushed, "This salt is an official material. People will die if they don't eat salt. After eating this pot of milk for two or three days, how great it is!"

Looking at his sincere expression, Cheng Yan was silent.

Cheng Yun was surprised: "Salty? It's impossible. I don't have salt at all when I eat this!"

The Taoist Changyao looked a little embarrassed. He slammed the back of his head and was about to tear the paper man back when he went back, calling it lazy and doing things inappropriate!

Yin Nuxia explained to him: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if it's salty, it doesn't matter if it's salty. If you take a bite, you won't have any taste. Don't be afraid of having no taste. If you bite a little more, you'll get a lump of salt."

Taoist Changyao nodded repeatedly: "It's still my niece who knows it!"

Cheng Yan and Cheng Yun looked at each other without saying a word.

Female Yin is a person who is used to hard life. When she was the hardest, she didn't even have to eat soy steamed buns, and she couldn't pick up food that could enter her mouth. She could also beat birds and catch snakes in the wild or compete for food with wild dogs. In the city, she could only hide in a corner and be hungry... Of course, she could eat anything.

Not to mention the little luoli, it still tastes delicious now...

Occasionally, when I looked up at the humans around me, it was still a little confused and didn't understand what these humans were disliked!

But do you really have to sell this Guokui?

At this time, Taoist Changyao asked again: "How? Give me a correct word, if you can, I will open tomorrow! Hum? Where is the busier place nearby?"

Cheng Yan tactfully reminded: "Uncle San, you still have a lot of room for improvement..."

Taoist Changyao was immediately happy when he heard this and bowed and said, "Thank you Miss Cheng Yan for the praise!"

Cheng Yan: “…”

Cheng Yunze said: "You can only set up stalls at the entrance of the hotel, you can't go anywhere else, and you can't run around."

Taoist Changyao nodded readily: "Okay! You have the final say!"

After saying that, he walked out with an empty plate.

Cheng Yun was stunned and looked around at Cheng Yan and Yin Female Hero, falling into self-doubt.

I...have I said that at this level, can I set up a stall tomorrow?

At this time, there were still sounds of bark slapping from the side. Little Luoli lowered his head and almost finished eating the pot. He listened to Cheng Yun very much. He refused to hold and chew on the things that might stain the body with oil, nor would he let it get stuck on the body. This way of eating was originally difficult, because as you chew on the things you chew, you would run around, but Little Luoli has now mastered a skill.

Cheng Yun and Cheng Yan silently watched Xiaoluoli finish eating Guokui, and at the same time handed over his own Guokui.

“There are still here!”

"Woo?"
To be continued...