Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

"Look! I'm a professional counterfeiter, and I've seen through his true colors a long time ago. If you encounter any suspicious shops in the future, you must ask me to crack down on counterfeit goods!"

The restaurant owner gave him a vicious look.

Then he was tied up with his hands by people from the Supervision Bureau and pressed down on the ground, unable to move at all.

"The owner of the store used additives in violation of regulations and put foreign objects into the food, which seriously endangered the lives of diners. The evidence is solid! The business license can be revoked and brought back for trial!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience burst into cheers!

"Great! The Taoist priest is doing well! We will always support the concept of dripping water!"

"My parents are so right! You don't have to listen to anyone, you have to listen to the Taoist!"

"This counterfeiter is also good. There are really a few stores that I've eaten since then, so I have to make some arrangements!"

"This boss is really stubborn hahaha!"

"Hey, why didn't you bring out the video evidence earlier?"

"Take it out earlier and still eat a silly melon? Can you still see such a wonderful scene later?"

"Fuck, it's true! I can laugh at the scene of eating mud from the soles of my shoes for a year, hahaha!"

"..."

Something happened here, Dawei and Xiaoxia hurried to evacuate the crowd.

In just half an hour, the restaurant has been surrounded by three circles of melon eaters, and it has long been blocked.

People from the Market Supervision Bureau came to Cheng Fan and said gratefully:

"Thank you Daoxuan Daoist! And this 'professional counterfeiter'! You have really eliminated harm for the people this time! This store suddenly exploded, and many people in the town wanted to try it. If things go on like this, the consequences will be disastrous. !"

"It's all what I should do. I'm a professional counterfeiter."

The man with gold spectacles said with a smile.

Cheng Fan smiled and waved his hands, "It's just a small effort, we have nothing else to say, so let's take our leave first."

"Taoist, go slowly."

Before leaving, Cheng Fan and the man with gold-rimmed glasses looked at each other, smiled lightly, turned and left.

The little milk baby threw himself into Cheng Fan's arms immediately, and rubbed Cheng Fan happily with his little face.

"Master is awesome! Master is the most annoying!"

"How come? The video was shot by your sister Huanhuan, thank you very much, sister Huanhuan."

Xu Huan quickly waved his hand and said embarrassedly:

"No way, if Master hadn't discovered the clue, I'm afraid I would have been fooled by now."

The little baby smiled and said: "Master and sister Huanhuan are good people!"

"Master, is that uncle wearing glasses a good person? He seems to be talking to you behind him."

Cheng Fan pinched the little baby's nose, smiled lightly and said:

"The eyesight needs to be improved, he is just speaking out for his own interests."

Chapter 410 My daughter understands, this is called husband and wife

"Ah? Is that so?"

The little milkman blinked ignorantly.

"Sister Huanhuan, what do you think?"

Of course Xu Huan stood by Cheng Fan's side without hesitation, and rubbed the little baby's chubby face with a smile.

"Master is right!"

Hearing this, the little milk boy pursed her lips, her eyes flicked back and forth between Cheng Fan and Xu Huan.

Suddenly, as if suddenly enlightened, he slammed the palm of his hand.

"Oh~! I understand, this is called Husband and Wife Sui!"

Xu Huan blushed immediately, and said coquettishly, "Why do the kindergarten teach all the weird idioms? This is called 'respecting the teacher', okay?"

"By the way, baby, don't you want to eat roasted yam? Sister Huanhuan will take you there!"

The little milk boy raised the bag in his hand, "But sister Huanhuan, I haven't finished eating the roasted yam yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Huan hurried away with the little milk baby, and left the restaurant as if fleeing.

Under the ambiguous gazes of the melon-eating crowd, Cheng Fan touched his nose and followed with a smile.

……

"Sister Huanhuan, slow down, my daughter's steps are small, she will soon be unable to keep up!"

The little milk boy tugged at Xu Huan's hand and said with a pout.

She was struggling to keep up with Xu Huan's pace with her short legs.

"Ah! I'm sorry, baby."

Hearing this, Xu Huan quickly hugged the little milk baby into her arms and rubbed her calf.

After looking around, Xu Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was far away from the ambiguous eyes of the melon-eating crowd.

"What are you doing running so fast?"

The voice from behind was calm and magnetic, with some bubbles in it, adding a bit of charm.

Xu Huan turned around with her little daughter in her arms, her face flushed slightly.

"Master, my daughter hasn't eaten yet, she's hungry..."

But the little milk baby kept shaking her head. She just ate a lot of squid on a plate and a few pieces of roasted yam to pad her stomach. She is already [-]% full.

"Hehe, let's go together, I'm a little hungry too."

Hearing this, Xu Huan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and the three continued to walk towards the night market.

After a lot of tossing in the hotel just now, the sky has gradually darkened, and it is time for the night market to open.

There are many snacks and specialties from all over the night market in the night market. There are a lot of steamed, roasted, marinated and fried, and you can find everything you want to eat.The sizzling squid they eat is the most popular stall in the night market.

This night market is not limited to a certain street or a certain alley, just take a walk around, and you may be able to find some novel delicacies in a seldom-visited alley.

Some stores operate as restaurants during the day, close the doors at night, open the windows and start a snack business.When you are lucky, you can earn more from selling snacks at night than during the two days!

There are also many people who will take out their homemade delicacies and sell them at stalls, which is really delicious and cheap.

Not far from Cheng Fan and his party, there is such a small stall, where a benevolent old woman is selling red oil noodles.

Her home's dough and seasonings are all made by herself. Compared with the machine-pressed dough, the old woman's dough is Q and springy, with first-class toughness and chewiness, which seems to have become a craft.

Add a few shredded cucumbers to a piece of dough, add some fried peanuts, pour the prepared sauce and fragrant oily pepper on the dough!

hiss--!

All around are the sounds of passers-by drooling.

The little milk boy smelled the aroma of oily and spicy peppers from a long distance, and wanted to eat the noodles.

At this time, the little milk boy seemed to have discovered something, and shouted:

"Master, Sister Huanhuan, look quickly, it's that dummy uncle wearing glasses!"

Xu Huan froze for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "Nannan, that uncle is not a 'dummy', but a 'dummy'."

"Hmm... is there any difference?"

"..."

Just when Xu Huan was about to give a good explanation and give the little baby a popular science about the meaning of "cracking down on fakes", Cheng Fan suddenly said:

"Ninny, weren't you asking just now, is that glasses a good person?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Let's get closer, and you'll know soon."

Cheng Fan smiled meaningfully.

The little milk boy looked puzzled, and when he turned around, he saw the man with gold spectacles coming to the stall of the old lady selling noodle. He seemed to say something, and the old lady's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Sister Huanhuan, come closer!"

"it is good!"

Xu Huan said with a smile.

……

"Young man, I'm just a face seller. I can't make much money a day, so I don't have that much money to pay!"

The old woman suddenly threw herself at the glasses man's feet, and said in a crying voice, this scene made Xu Huan stop immediately.

The man with gold glasses pushed his glasses, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, exactly the same as when he faced the boss in the restaurant.

"It's useless to beg me. If you sell Sanwu products, you are breaking the law and you have to lose money."

"But these are cold noodle made by myself, how come it becomes a Sanwu product?"

The old woman rubbed the box of dough with her old and haggard hands, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

"Do you know the restaurant that recently opened in town?"

"Know, know."

The old lady looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what his restaurant had to do with her appearance.

"The restaurant has been sealed down just now. The owner sells Sanwu products, his business license has just been revoked, and he was arrested by the police!"

The words of the man with gold spectacles immediately frightened the old woman, with fear written all over her face.

"You know? I reported it!"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses showed a malicious smile.

Hearing this, the old woman's eyes became even more frightened, and her hands curled up nervously.

The man with the gold spectacles raised his eyebrows, and threw down a few sheets of A4-sized paper binding. On the first page, there were three big—judgment letters!

"Did you see it? This is a judgment issued by the Market Supervision Bureau. It has nothing to do with the taste or price of your dough. It has no label, it is a three-no product!"

"As for how you make your dough, what does it matter to me? Either you lose money..."

The man with glasses leaned down, looked at the old woman with malicious and slow eyes, and threatened in a low voice.

"Or, I'll block you at your house and let the people from the Supervision Bureau arrest you!"

"I'll pay, I'll just pay, don't report me!"

The old woman was completely taken aback, begging him for mercy repeatedly, and crying for him not to report herself.

The man in glasses picked his earwax with his little finger, as if he was enjoying the fruits of victory, and jokingly said:

"Then lose money quickly. Not much, just five thousand is enough."

Under coercion, the old woman had to transfer five thousand to him in order to settle the matter.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Little Milkman and Xu Huan almost burst into flames!

Xu Huan immediately rushed to complain for the old woman.

The little baby even yelled:

"Sister Huanhuan, rush to the duck!"

Chapter 411 Three No Products?Girls, don't leave Dishui Temple

"Don't panic."

Cheng Fan suddenly shot out a burst of magic power to stabilize Xu Huan, and even the little milk baby couldn't move his feet.

Xu Huan and Xiao Naiwa were full of anxiety on their faces, and they said in unison:

"Master, why are you stopping us?"