In that inn full of hacks

Han Qin'er bid farewell to her mother and went to Lin Hanzhi to go back to practice. When she saw someone lying on the wall, she asked strangely, "Master, why did you lie on the wall?"

Lin Hanzhi pushed himself down hard and said, "It's cool on the wall, it's been a little hot recently."

hot?Han Qin'er glanced out the window. Although it's not deep winter, it's definitely not hot, and with Lin Hanzhi's cultivation, even if it's really hot weather, she won't feel too much, but the little girl is smart, Don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked.

Lin Hanzhi was very satisfied with Han Qin'er's reaction. This apprentice is very sensible, and the teacher's wife said that this is very good and should continue.

"Master, why are you leaving when?"

Lin Hanzhi resumed his usual demeanor: "Now, you go downstairs and wait, I will go down after I have a few words with your master."

"Oh, good." Han Qin'er obediently agreed, turned and left.

Lin Hanzhi saw that someone had gone out, so he clung to Chen Mo's side with a stern face: "Momo, don't be angry, okay?"

"Get out!!!" Chen Mo's ears turned red.

Lin Hanzhi's shoulder Chen Mo was really ashamed, so he had no choice but to turn around and leave, Chen Mo got into the quilt and rolled, how could he be so shameful, he really didn't want to live.

In order to suppress the embarrassment in his heart, Chen Mo spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and began to silently write the story of the Gods List, so when Mr. Cheng came the next day, the papers that Chen Mo had written had already filled two boxes.

Seeing Mr. Cheng coming in, Chen Mo realized that the whole night had passed. He hurriedly welcomed Mr. Cheng into the room, and handed the manuscript to Mr. Cheng: "Sir, first check if these are enough."

Mr. Cheng took the manuscript and read it carefully, Chen Mo didn't bother him, and went back to the desk to continue writing. Mr. Cheng was fascinated by reading it, and when the plot reached a small climax, he couldn't help a row of desks and shouted: " good!"

Mr. Cheng is a storyteller all the year round, his voice is loud and full of energy. Chen Mo, who was writing seriously silently, was startled for a moment, his hand shook, and the ink dripped onto the paper and the page he just wrote was ruined. He glanced at Mr. Cheng sadly. The husband didn't notice, his eyes were still glued to the manuscript, Chen Mo smiled helplessly, and a flame ignited on his fingertips to burn the discarded manuscript.

At lunch time, Sister-in-Law Han personally brought the food in. Chen Mo didn't need to eat, but Mr. Cheng was just an ordinary person, so he couldn't do without: "Mr. Cheng, let's eat some food first."

Hearing this, Mr. Cheng raised his head, feeling a little embarrassed, put down the manuscript in his hand and said, "I was so fascinated by it that I forgot the time. I am really hungry now, please trouble the shopkeeper."

"Mr. Cheng is polite." Sister-in-law Han put the food on the table and left.

Mr. Cheng put away the manuscript and prepared to eat. Seeing that Chen Mo did not stop writing, he asked suspiciously, "Is Boss Chen not eating?"

Chen Mo didn't want to eat at all, he just wanted to eat that book of Longyang Eighteen Styles, but considering that it seemed impolite to leave someone alone for dinner, he also sat there to accompany him.

Because of his impatience, Mr. Cheng went out to the tavern early in the morning. He was very hungry this morning, and he was not polite to Chen Mo. He picked up the bowl and started to eat. When he tasted the taste of Dongpo meat, his eyes lit up again, After savoring a piece carefully, he said: "This is Dongpo meat. The chef in your restaurant is really good at craftsmanship."

"Sir, have you ever eaten Dongpo pork before?"

Mr. Cheng is also frank: "I'm not afraid of Boss Chen's jokes. Cheng has been obsessed with food in addition to storytelling in his life. A few days ago, my eldest disciple was invited to Anping City to tell a story. He bought it from the most famous local happiness inn. Bought a portion of Dongpo pork and brought it back, the taste is really unforgettable for a long time."

"Then..." Chen Mo picked up Dongpo meat with his chopsticks and asked, "Then what does Mr. Cheng think is the difference between the two Dongpo meats he ate?"

Mr. Cheng tasted another piece before saying, "I'm not flattering Boss Chen, but in terms of taste alone, your Dongpo meat is slightly better."

Chen Mo laughed and said, "I don't know if Mr. has paid attention to the signboard of the shop."

Mr. Cheng was stunned for a moment: "Han Ji Tavern has been here for more than ten years, and I really didn't notice any changes in the signboard when I came in. I heard that the mother and daughter of the Han family met noble people to help, could it be?"

"It's called Happiness Tavern now, and it will be a branch of our Happiness Inn in the future."

Mr. Cheng came to a sudden: "It's no wonder that the signature dish of the Happy Inn can be made. It turns out that it is the same restaurant now."

"No, no." Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "The Happiness Inn in Anping City just faked our name, it was not opened by Mr. Chen at all, so even if we can imitate our signature dishes, it's hard to get the essence. Now I The Happiness Inn is preparing to open a branch in Anping City, and it is bound to maintain the reputation of the store, and I, Chen Mo, will always take revenge."

Mr. Cheng had a serious expression, stroked his beard and asked, "What does Boss Chen mean by saying this?"

"To be honest, sir, when Chen Mo first came to Nanping City, he just wanted to open a small tavern. Unexpectedly, the Li family bullied people too much. The people in my Happy Inn will definitely not tolerate their bullying, so this time we will definitely confront the Li family. , does Mr. Cheng have any intention of quitting?"

Mr. Cheng thought for a moment and laughed and scolded: "Hahaha, I didn't expect to be calculated when I am old."

Seeing Mr. Cheng like this, Chen Mo knew that he had no intention of quitting, so he replied, "Chen is also a junior, how dare he plot against Mr."

"Cheng has retired for a long time. If Boss Chen had told Cheng that he would confront the Li family from the very beginning, then Cheng would definitely not be in this muddy water. Boss Chen chose to say it at this time because he was sure that Cheng would not let go of these things. story." Mr. Cheng ate his meat in a leisurely manner.

Chen Mo didn't feel embarrassed to be exposed. This Mr. Cheng has lived for most of his life and has never seen anything. He didn't expect to be able to deceive him. If people stay willingly, even if the goal is achieved, there is a surprise now. Unexpectedly, the old man was still a person who cared about his appetite. If he had nothing to do, he would ask Da Na to come over and make some delicious food, so he would not worry about not being able to keep him.

Mr. Cheng lamented over and over that he was on the thief boat, while eating meat slowly, Chen Mo had a hunch that this Mr. Cheng and Liu Yunchi might become friends of Wangnian.

After eating, the two began to discuss the issue of segmenting. Mr. Cheng is very experienced in storytelling. After reading the chapters he divided, Chen Mo had to admire him. Every chapter will have a plot that grabs people's hearts, and then stay at the critical moment. It can not only arouse the audience's interest, but also leave suspense to hook the audience's appetite. Many people understand this truth, but not many can do it well.

Chen Mo was glad that he knew the complete story in advance, otherwise he would not be in the mood to eat every day if he was hung up on his appetite. He couldn't help but gave Mr. Cheng a thumbs up: "Mr. is worthy of being the leader of Mr. Storyteller."

Mr. Cheng smiled complacently: "I'm sorry, Cheng has an unfeeling request."

"Please say."

"The child who went to tell stories in front of Cheng's door the first day was very talented. Cheng intended to accept him as a closed disciple, but that child said that he was picked up by the chef of your store. Everything depends on the chef of your store. call the shots."

"That's easy to say. I'll ask him later. As long as he wants to learn, he will definitely support him." Chen Mo's heart blossomed, and it's hard to dream of being able to train an excellent storyteller for free. Please, couldn't be more willing.

Now that everything has been discussed, we will officially start after Mr. Cheng reads it. Sister-in-law Han reserved a separate room for Mr. Cheng upstairs so that Mr. Cheng can stay here to read the manuscript carefully. If there is any problem, he can communicate with Chen Mo in time. Chen Mo took time to go back to the Happiness Inn to look for Dana. When Dana heard that Mr. Cheng was willing to teach the little guy storytelling, he was too happy and called him out.

The young man quickly ran over and smiled shyly at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo called up the system and looked at his profile:

Tong Xiaotian: Red level, physical strength 10, eloquence 100, thinking, 100, culinary skills, 80 loyalty 100 (deadly loyal) Red level has its own skills, fooling (everything is believed.)

After so long, I finally saw a red-level buddy Chen Mo was very pleasantly surprised. I didn't expect to be able to recruit a red-level buddy in my lifetime, but soon my pleasant surprise was frozen by the self-contained skill behind. What the hell is Fudge?Is Uncle Zhao possessed?Just because of his sharp tongue, give people a trick to fool people?

"Xiaotian, right? Do you want to learn storytelling?"

"Yes." Xiaotian replied in a low voice, "However, I want to help Brother Dana even more."

"Hey, it's not that I won't come back after I go. If you want Brother Dana, come back to see me. The matter of the aisle door will be soon." Dana patted Xiaotian on the shoulder boldly.

Chen Mo watched the thin and frail Tong Xiaotian lying on the ground helplessly, covering his face helplessly, "take it, don't you know how strong your hands are?"

Tong Xiaotian got up quickly, and he was used to falling. Chen Mo found an excuse to send him out before asking Dana: "Is he the one you said you picked up last time?"

"Well, you are busy these days, I asked Mr. Lin to check it out, and I left it if there is no problem." Although Dana is a carefree person, he will be cautious when it is time to be cautious. After all, there are too many special places in the inn. , can't let anyone in.

"Yeah." Chen Mo originally thought that since Tong Xiaotian's self-contained skill is Fudge, maybe Da Da will be fooled by him. After all, Fudge is not an ordinary skill. Uncle Fan has analyzed the Fudge trilogy, but Lin Hanzhi is connected with himself now, and he believes that those who have no problems should have no problems, and the loyalty of the diehards shows that Tong Xiaotian is not fooling around.

Chen Mo took Tong Xiaotian back to the tavern to pay homage to Mr. Cheng. The apprenticeship ceremony for the closed disciples was very formal. Mr. Cheng took the master seat, and his apprentices stood beside him. Tong Xiaotian offered tea and kowtowed, and then recognized his seniors one by one .

Mrs. Han pointed out a few people and told him that they were all famous storytellers, and they would often be invited by big households in the capital, which ordinary people couldn't invite.

Chen Mo squinted slightly to watch Tong Xiaotian kowtow to offer tea, and slowly calculated Mr. Cheng's influence in his heart, when he suddenly received a system prompt:

Ding: The construction of the Anping City Branch has been completed.