After breakfast, Cheng Yun went back to the room.

The female hero Yin and the Taoist Changyao were washing dishes upstairs, one was responsible for washing and the other was responsible for cleaning.

Both of them washed very seriously, and they even liked to rub the plates squeakingly, and from time to time they lifted the plates over their heads, as if they could see if they were washed clean.

Cheng Yun sat on the sofa, holding Xiaoluoli to practice.

Suddenly, Cheng Yan walked in. She glanced at the Taoist Changyao who was focused on washing dishes, walked directly to Cheng Yun, and said, "I have someone to talk about it."

Cheng Yun opened his eyes: "Who? What's going on?"

"I'm a middle-aged man, I don't know you, go down."

"Hmm?" Cheng Yun was stunned, immediately stood up, and walked out with confusion.

Cheng Yan stood still. It was not until Cheng Yun walked past her that she reached out and pulled the corner of Cheng Yun's clothes, and came from behind to his ear and whispered: "I came to find Uncle Yin San, who said that Uncle Yin San told a ghost story two days ago, which scared his children so much that they couldn't sleep at night and didn't even dare to go to the toilet."

The female hero Yin's ears moved.

Taoist Changyao immediately turned his head: "Impossible! I have never told ghost stories, I have only told stories of monsters!"

Cheng Yan looked at him blankly with his mouth open, and then looked at the distance between himself and Cheng Yun and him.

This... can you hear this??

Female Yin quickly smoothed out: "Ah... your voice is too loud, our people surnamed Yin have a good ear!"

Cheng Yun rubbed his ears. The heat from Cheng Yan's speech made him feel itchy. Then he walked downstairs: "Let's go downstairs first to take a look. This kind of thing is not easy for others to wait for a long time."

Cheng Yan frowned, still a little unthinkable, but he still followed.

Female Yin followed closely: "I'll go too!"

Just as the Taoist Changyao was about to follow, Cheng Yun stopped and said to him, "Don't go down, just be upstairs."

Taoist Changyao pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, it's causing trouble for the webmaster."

He continued washing dishes.

Cheng Yun nodded and continued walking downstairs.

However, Cheng Yan paused at the door, turned around and hesitated, organized the language, and said, "Uncle San, don't worry, don't mind, it's just that little girl is a little timid, and most of the little girls are like this."

Taoist Changyao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, nodded and said, "I understand."

Cheng Yan hesitated again, but still said nothing, turned around and walked straight downstairs.

Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man sitting at the front desk, looking in his thirties. He still had the vegetables he had just bought, a handful of garlic sprouts and about a pound of pork belly.

Little luoli sat upright on the front desk to work, looking at the middle-aged man from time to time. The little girl Yu Dian put a cup of hot water in front of him, with a very gentle expression.

"Drink some water."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but say, "Thank you."

The little girl Yu Di raised her head and smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, it's causing you trouble."

The middle-aged man pulled the corners of his mouth: "It's not a big deal..."

Seeing this, Tang Qingying in the front desk couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the little girl Yu Dian.

At this time, Cheng Yun walked down.

The little girl Yu Dian said quickly: "Our boss is here."

The middle-aged man also looked at Cheng Yun.

The little girl Yu Dian returned to the front desk.

"Hello, I am the owner of the hotel, my surname is Cheng." Cheng Yun smiled slightly at the middle-aged man and stretched out his hand.

The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and shook hands with him.

Cheng Yun immediately knew that he had no malice, at least he was not a vicious person who came to cause trouble.

Men of this age are actually very few equal men and women. Except for the type who prefers boys over girls, almost all the rest regard their daughter as treasures, or as their hearts, as their little lovers in their previous lives... They really can't stand their daughter in a slight grievance! If it's a son, you deserve to be timid and useless. If it's a daughter, my dad will feel so distressed!

Cheng Yunming asked knowingly: "You are here..."

The middle-aged man said, "My name is He Peng. Boss Cheng, there is an old man selling pots at the door, right? I just came over and asked, and the girl said she would go up and call people, but she called you down."

"Yes, because he lives in our place for the time being...what are you doing with him?"

"It's not that big of a deal." The middle-aged man's attitude is pretty good. "My daughter is in the fourth grade nearby. Recently, she always loves to stay on the road. She has to go home after school at 5:30 and 7:00! I asked after I found out that there was an old man selling pots on the road who always likes to tell stories to them. It was nothing to tell stories, but last night she started to be scared and said there were monsters, afraid of monsters and couldn't sleep... I happened to pass by here for shopping vegetables this morning, so I came to ask."

"That's right!" Cheng Yun nodded, "Oh, that old man's surname is Yin. We call him Uncle Yin San. He does sell pots at the entrance of the hotel and likes children, so he usually likes children after school in the afternoon. He doesn't expect to scare the children."

"Don't worry, I'll tell him later and tell him not to tell those scary stories!"

"That's good, that's good!" Seeing that they had such a good attitude, the middle-aged man was embarrassed to say something, and said, "I'm also afraid that he would scare other children. My daughter is timid and probably won't come again in the future. I'll tell her not to come again, I just come over and ask."

"That's how..."

"I heard that old man still loves drinking?"

"Dirty a little, dip a little, and like to dip a little wine, but just a little bit, it won't get in the way."

"He won't..."

"Don't worry! Absolutely not! I promise you that he is right at the entrance of our hotel, and we are always watching him! And he likes these children very much, just likes them to tell stories and cannot hurt children!"

"Then I'll be relieved! I'll be disturbed!"

"Oh it's okay! Go slowly!" Cheng Yun smiled and sent him away.

It was not until the middle-aged man left with meat and vegetables that Cheng Yan slowly said behind him: "You are so amazing. A person who only comes out of the yard and drinks two or three kilograms of white wine every day is called a kind old man by you."

Cheng Yun pulled the corner of his mouth: "Who is he a person he is, have you not known about these days?"

Cheng Yan pursed his lips and did not refute.

Five minutes later, upstairs.

Taoist Changyao was putting all the bowls and basins in the cupboard. When he saw Cheng Yun coming, he took the lead and said, "I have heard it. Oh, there is another customer missing."

Cheng Yun was a little helpless: "Who told you a scary story?"

"I don't think it's scary at all. It's just something different from our race. It's just that its appearance is different from us, its food culture and habits are different from us, and its heart may not be bad." Taoist Changyao closed the door of the bowls and chopsticks and shook the water droplets on his hand. At this time, he was standing in front of the stove, and was full of fireworks. "This is how people are. Sometimes they are not afraid of what they should be afraid of, sometimes they are afraid of death."

"The other kids weren't scared?"

"That little girl was scared, a little girl with two lumps on her head." Taoist Changyao had a smile in his eyes, "I remember her."

"Oh." Cheng Yun nodded, "Then you can do whatever you want, say whatever you want."

"I will pay attention to it in the future."

"what ever."

It was the afternoon in the blink of an eye.

After the school bell rang in the next primary school, a group of primary school students came to the hotel in groups, queuing up with money in their hands to buy Changyao Taoist's pot-kick.

Some passers-by who were uninformed thought that this Guokui was delicious. Seeing the innocent smiles on the children's faces and sincere expectations, they hurriedly followed them with them!

Soon, they will regret it...

Taoist Changyao took a sip of wine and said slowly: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, come one by one!"

He glanced at the elementary school students in line and found the fat man who was always willing to give two yuan five yuan, and also found the little girl with a bun on her head.

Taoist Changyao couldn't help but smile brightly.

After a while, a blue sports car parked at the entrance of the hotel.

Zhu Jiayan walked out of the car and glanced at the queue in front of the Guokui stall. He thought fortunately he was not late. He closed the door with his backhand, then he opened the front cover of the car, skillfully took out a small stool from the storage box, and carried it to the end of the line.

Seeing this, some passers-by quickly joined the queue.

For a while, the team of Taoist Yao was getting longer and longer.
Chapter completed!