Sui and Tang Dynasties: My Wife is the Eldest Grandson Wugou

Ye Fan said with a smile.

"I just want to have a quiet meal, how can I expect to encounter such a thing?"

Yang Guang shook his head.

The few guests who were slaughtered just now had already slipped away from the beginning.

Yang Guang didn't bother to pay attention to them, he was right about things and not about people.

It was the turn of those guys to be lucky, and they were rescued by Yang Guang, otherwise they would have to be slaughtered today and go bankrupt. let go.

In fact, those who survived were lucky among misfortunes. Many people entered the coal mines and could not survive at all.

So Yang Guang also indirectly saved their lives.

After listening to Yang Guang's words, how could the shopkeeper who was scared to pee dare to neglect?I quickly got up and went to the back kitchen to prepare.

Although he is not a cook in the store, the shopkeeper is also a cook, so his cooking skills are also very good.

As for the dozens of thugs, they were kicked out by the people in the envoy camp.

These guys took up space in the room and obstructed His Majesty's eyes, so they naturally wanted to throw them out so as not to upset His Majesty.

"Should I say it or not, although the shopkeeper of this shop is very black-hearted, but the soup cakes made by this shop are really delicious, Lao Yang, do you want to consider taking it back to the palace and let him be a cook?"

Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"Also!"

Yang Guang couldn't help but brighten his eyes: "However, the food I ate before was made by other people. I don't know how the chef's cooking skills are. Let's see how the shopkeeper cooks first! Bring him into the palace, if the cooking is not delicious..."

Yang Guang didn't go any further, but his meaning was already obvious.

Chapter 409 Ye Fan's confusion

If it doesn't taste good, then kill it!

Anyway, this shopkeeper is the kind who deserves death, and death is not a pity!

Soon, the shopkeeper made two bowls of soup cakes, and then brought them up carefully. After setting up the bowls and chopsticks, the shopkeeper immediately knelt down tremblingly.

"Hmm~"

Ye Fan smelled it, and immediately said with a look of enjoyment: "Not to mention, it's quite delicious, even more fragrant than before!"

Yang Guang was starving right now, everything smelled delicious, even if a steamed bun was handed over, he would gobble it up.

So without saying a word, he immediately started eating, not even caring about the heat.

Soon, Yang Guang ate up a big bowl of soup cakes.

After eating, Yang Guang seemed to be still unsatisfied. He originally wanted the shopkeeper to make another serving, but he suddenly saw that the food in Ye Fan's bowl was not moving.

"Ye Fan, if you don't want to eat, let me eat if you don't want to eat, but don't waste food!"

Yang Guang swallowed his saliva.

"You eat."

Ye Fan smiled and pushed the bowl in front of Yang Guang, and then made a gesture of invitation: "Please——"

Yang Guang was overjoyed immediately, and immediately started eating again.

After eating two big bowls, Yang Guang burped in satisfaction.

"Hey~~~~"

"Happy, happy!"

Yang Guang laughed happily, then looked at the shopkeeper, and said, "Hey, what's your name?"

"For Your Majesty, my name is Wu Fei!"

"In a while, you will come back to the palace with me and be my cook in the palace. If you agree, I don't have to care about all the disrespect you showed me before. If you don't agree, hehe..."

Yang Guang sneered.

Wu Fei was so startled that he trembled all over, and quickly kowtowed in agreement: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty, of course the grassroots are willing, of course the grassroots are willing!"

"Don't rush to agree."

Ye Fan immediately reminded with a smile: "A friendly reminder, you will be clicked when you enter the palace!"

"what?"

Obviously, Wu Fei didn't understand what "click" meant.

Not only Wu Fei didn't understand, but Yang Guang didn't understand either. Although the onomatopoeic word "kacha" appeared a long time ago, it was given the meaning of dicing, but it was a concept that was only proposed in modern literature.

"Crack, it means to cleanse yourself."

Ye Fan pouted.

Boom!

It was as if a bolt from the blue had struck Wu Fei's head.

Wu Fei's face turned pale with fright.