Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

"Mr. Cheng, I don't think you are ordinary people. How can you come to our small place?" Maybe it was too quiet in the shed, and he couldn't hold it, so he spoke out.

Cheng Xiu had already had enough to eat. After a mouthful of sweet soybean milk and a clean mouthful, he said in a slow voice, "I was playing around. When I come here, my wife likes to eat your food, but I can't bear to go."

Speaking of the back, he had a smile in his voice.

Yuan ten day a listen to then lightly hum a, Chao Rong deep point, way: "can't stand temptation, practice hard."

Rong Shen lowered his head to drink porridge and pretended not to hear.

But the second grader didn't listen to what Qingyuan said. He thought Cheng Xiu was joking, so he laughed and said, "it's not strange that my wife likes the craftsmanship handed down by my boss."

"I think your business is very good. Why don't you buy a shop and build a restaurant?" Yuan ten days also ate well, wiped mouth, the side head faces small two to ask a way.

Obviously, if you open a restaurant or something, you can accommodate a lot more guests, and it's much better than the shed made of tarpaulin and wood.

Obviously, Yuanxun was not the first one to ask about it. The young man didn't change his face and said, "our boss doesn't want to move, and we can't make a decision about it..."

Mentioning the boss of the shed, Rong Shen and Cheng Xiu have come to the Jade City for nearly half a month, but they have only seen the boss of the shed once.

It was the day they first came here to eat.

On that day, they made a carriage into Yucheng. It was late at that time. It was almost the morning, and the people who had breakfast had already left. Those who stayed in the shed were people who ordered a few dishes of snacks, ate, drank a few drinks and talked about gossip.

Rong Shen was hooked by the fragrance from the shed. At that time, she didn't get off the carriage. Cheng Xiu got off the carriage and came in to buy things for her.

While Rong Shen was sitting in the carriage, opening the curtain and looking out, he happened to meet an elegant young man walking into the shed.

Vaguely heard inside the small two and diners have called out: "Song boss."

When Cheng Xiu came out, Rong Shen asked curiously, "who is the person who just went in?"

"It's the owner of this shop." Cheng Xiu answered.

Later, they lived in Yucheng, but they never met the boss song again.

After staying here for half a month, Rong Shen also knew a lot about some things in the city. She took a sip of porridge and asked the second child, "it seems that there is no big family in Yucheng, whose surname is Zhou. Your business is so good. Even if the Song family is not rich, it is not that there are no waves."

As soon as Rong Shen's words came out, little two's face was a little strange.

Rong Shen noticed that something was wrong, and he ate almost enough, so he finished his last mouthful of porridge and bit it with a small steamed bun.

"Mrs. Cheng, how do you know my boss's surname is song?" Small two complexion strange ask a way.

Rongshen bit the steamed bread. She didn't speak. Cheng Xiuwen, who was sitting beside her, said in a voice, "when we first came here, we just met boss song. We heard you and the diner call him."

Little two's eyes showed a trace of confusion. He obviously couldn't remember which day Cheng Xiu was talking about. Fortunately, he didn't embarrass himself. After thinking for a while, he didn't think about it, and suddenly said, "so it is."

But Cheng Xiu laughed, "your food is so popular. If you ask anyone in Yucheng, you will know that your boss is song?"