Urban Devouring Supreme

Ye Chen adjusted his breath for good health and walked out of Jiang's house.

He still has a lot of things to do and he can't steal it.

"The Ye family has completely fallen away now. There was originally an old man leaning on a bamboo pole, wearing a rag hat and wearing a long gown, but just a few days ago, that old man suddenly went crazy and killed a dragon stabbed person. Now, he was directly imprisoned in the Jade Emperor Mountain Sword Prison by the dragon thorn."

"I think back then, when General Ye was there, how brilliant, one leaf was too great! But now..."

Two people were whispering, looking at the aura of those people, it should be a cultivator, and Ye Chen didn't care about them.

Hearing what they said, he looked at the empty courtyard again, shook his fists in the handshake, and his eyes flashed cold.

Afterwards, he left along the street and walked eastward along the street for more than ten kilometers, and came to a courtyard house.

This place is a building left over from the dark period. Each building is not only full of a heavy sense of history, but even the contents inside are all historical relics.

However, no cultural relics department dared to take back this courtyard, let alone mention it.

Even though it is vacant all year round, there are always people coming to clean it from time to time.

Recently, people living here would be surprised if they were seen by students from Pearl University, because this one used to sell rotten fruits outside of Pearl University, and everyone said he was his second uncle. He is the owner of this courtyard house.

It's just that he now doesn't have the wretchedness of that time, his face is just plain and watery.

"Wake up so soon?" The Second Uncle asked Ye Chen.

At this moment, the second uncle is baking a big pie.

"The state gives you so many pension subsidies, why don't you know how to hire a nanny who cooks for yourself." Ye Chen said.

Afterwards, went up to help.

The arm was gone, and the empty sleeves looked shocking.

It is not easy to bake a flatbread with one hand, not to mention that he is still burning a clay stove when everyone else is using a gas stove.

"Do it yourself, adequate food and clothing. The Prime Minister told me that year." The second uncle proudly said.

Ye Chen smiled and sat there to add wood and burn the fire.

"The fire is too big. Is your kid a northerner? I don't know. When pancakes, can't you go overboard? Otherwise, the pancakes will be burnt."

"Obviously you put less oil." Ye Chen retorted.

"Hey! Didn't your kid talk back as soon as he woke up? I knew it, I fed you directly to the fish, and now it's turned into a big fish dung, so I won't talk back to me here."

"..." Ye Chen was speechless.

Twenty minutes later, after two people's hard work, the pancake was finally baked.

However, looking at the dark flatbread, Ye Chen could hardly have an appetite.

"Take him." The Second Uncle pushed to Ye Chen and said in an unquestionable tone.

"It's all muddled, throw it away."

"Is your kid wasting food?" The second uncle stared.

Ye Chen was helpless, as long as he blew out a dust-washing wind to finish eating the remaining pie.

It tastes like chewing wax.

"Why don't you eat?" Ye Chen said to the second uncle.

"I am getting older and can't eat such a burnt food. Zhang from the Health Bureau said that if I eat too much of this stuff, I will easily get cancer. I still want to contribute 20 years to the country," said the second uncle.

"%..." Ye Chen wanted to curse.

Afterwards, the second uncle glanced at Ye Chen and directly picked up the phone on the wall.

"Look at which one made the Buddha jump over the wall today and get me a bowl. Don't give me the fancy things, just get more affordable ones. Oh, yes, by the way, get me two bottles of cheap boys spring." Uncle said.

Hearing the content of the call, Ye Chen really wanted to...swear. Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

There was a tangy sound.

When Ye Chen and the others came out of it, a table of dishes had already been placed on the Pear Blossom Wood Baxian table in the main hall. The one placed in the middle is the Buddha jumping over the wall.

"In Mr. Li's home, I just made a Buddha Jumping Over the Wall today. I only made one portion. I heard that you want to eat it and gave it to you. These dishes have just been prepared." A man in a suit respected the second uncle Said.

"Oh, let it go." The second uncle said with a wave of his hand.

"Second uncle, cannibals are short, if you want to eat, tell me, I'll order it for you."

"Short mouth! His life was saved by Lao Tzu. What happened after eating him a meal? Besides, which one of his three sons was not me playing? Don't talk about eating him and the Buddha jumping over the wall. He doesn't lose a full meal at a full meal," said the second uncle.

"Hearing this, Ye Chen obediently shut up.

"Second uncle, this...Look, there are so many dishes that you can't finish eating by yourself...Look..."

"Oh, then you go out and buy me some fresh-keeping boxes, I put them up, and prepare to eat at night."

"..." Ye Chen was speechless.

"Second uncle, I mean... can I do it for you."

"Don't share the burden for me. No need." The second uncle said.

"Forget it, when I didn't say it." Ye Chen said.

After that, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating without asking.

"If you want to eat, there is so much nonsense. When I was at sea, I told you not to play with that useless set of fake things, the kid must not listen." The second uncle said in a mocking tone.

Ye Chen was eating now, and he didn't talk anymore. He could see it. He was pretending to be polite in front of the second uncle, purely looking for abuse. Now, all he has to do is to finish eating these things.

"You kid slow down, I have finished all the good things, don't you think of yourself as an outsider?" The second uncle angered, took a sip, and finished the wine in the glass. He wanted to taste it slowly. As a result, seeing Ye Chen eating like the autumn breeze sweeping the fallen leaves, he didn't dare to have any delay anymore, and immediately began to speed up.

Originally, these dishes took an hour to eat, especially for this kind of feast. Each piece is a work of art, and it must be carefully evaluated. Now, they both taste like a waning moon, and the cow chews the peony.

The second uncle slumped on his armchair, stroking his stomach with a look of satisfaction.

"Second Uncle, didn't you mean to be self-reliant? Why did you call again?" Ye Chen couldn't help but ridiculed.

"I'm giving others a chance to perform. I have never given others a chance, and I am easily hated by others. I don't want to be hated by others," the second uncle said irrationally.

Hearing this, Ye Chen was speechless, but after thinking about it carefully, he was unable to refute it. Listening to the meaning of the second uncle, there is great kindness to that family. Now, eating a meal naturally gives people a chance.

"When did your kid wake up?" The Second Uncle asked Ye Chen.

"It didn't take long to wake up."

"It didn't take long before I woke up to think of running here to fight the autumn wind? The cheek is so thick!" The second uncle couldn't help cursing.

"..."

The conversation turned.

"After you woke up this time, your skill seems to have improved a lot?"