Transformed into a villain: I rely on iron pots to make the world of immortals alive!

Chapter 20

"Shopkeeper, our business..."

Smelling the spicy and delicious smell in the air, the shopkeeper of the restaurant couldn't help but slapped the counter: "It's too deceiving! I want to see how long she can be arrogant!"

After selling hot and sour noodles for a few days, Chen Muxue had some extra money and started the Malatang business again.

All the vegetables and meat are fresh and visible to the naked eye. A huge ice-blue spirit stone is inlaid on the shelf where they are placed, making the shelf cool like a freezer and keeping the freshness of the ingredients.

And these ingredients are carefully cleaned by Chen Muxue and the children. Even if they are sold on the street, everyone still thinks they are very clean.

So much so that the guests who go to the restaurant to eat now are starting to pick and choose the hygiene.

It’s like, people put it on the street, and the tables are wiped cleaner than you; other people’s bowls are clean to the touch, but your hands are full of oil when you touch this bowl, and other sounds began to appear frequently in restaurants.

What's more, people began to be picky about that greasy big man cook. After all, they sat on the street and ate food made by beauty cultivators. Here, when they entered the restaurant, they were indeed a greasy big man with a slovenly appearance and a strange smell all over his body. , Anyone who reads it feels shocked.

What is no harm without contrast?
Cen Lizhui, dressed in coarse linen, finally stood in front of Chen Muxue's stall.

"Here, lady boss, I want it slightly spicy. I want another bowl of hot and sour noodles." Cen Lizhui handed the basket of selected vegetables to Chen Muxue.

"Okay, one forty coins, is the guest officer finished?" Chen Muxue couldn't help but raise her head to ask after the nobleman weighed herself.

Now that the stall is up, she brought the children down to help, and learn a lot by the way.

Xiaohu is in charge of cooking and Dafu is in charge of serving.Dagui did not expect to be able to do a little bit of accountant stuff, he became the only person in the entire Gandingmen who knew how to use scales, so he was in charge of weighing Malatang, Chen Muxue collected the money himself, and beware of fraud, evasion of orders and scoundrels .

As for Xiaohua, the four-year-old Xiaohua is naturally sitting next to her, shaking her calf, and becomes a cute mascot.

Fearing that the guests would not be able to finish their meal, she raised her head to ask, when she saw a pair of breathtaking fox eyes, Chen Muxue couldn't help being stunned.

Those eyes narrowed into two crescent moons at this moment, but the owner of the eyes had a very clear and gentle voice: "I've always heard that the head of the Qianding Sect has started to eat food, and the taste is very good. I'm free today, so let's Come and taste."

Damn it, if he hadn't gone back to report the matter of the soul-locking pearl, how could he not have eaten this hot and sour powder until now!

When I came back, I found a new trick!It took him a while to figure out how to get this thing called Malatang, otherwise wouldn't it be embarrassing to come forward rashly?

Not knowing what important person it was, Chen Muxue looked this person up and down a few times, feeling somewhat familiar.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency..."

The level is easy to hide, but the identity of the cultivator itself is almost impossible to hide.

Cen Lizui cupped his hands and said, "I'm chasing Li, I'm just a casual cultivator."

"Then you must like eating pears very much." Chen Muxue nodded, "I chased after pears and gnawed on them."

A gust of cold wind blows, maybe it's because of the ice spirit stones on the shelf next to it, why is it so...cool during the summer solstice?
Cen Li chased haha ​​and laughed awkwardly: "Chasing Li means heading towards the dawn."

Chen Muxue suddenly realized: "Oh~ I'm sorry..."

"Boss, whatever you have here, give it to me."

Suddenly, a man wearing a Taoist uniform, with a sword behind his back, who wished to write the word "Xiu Zhe" on his face sat down and shouted.

(End of this chapter)