Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Seeing that the shopkeeper was about to refuse, he tapped the change lightly on the counter, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Is this enough?"

The voice sounded nonchalant, with no room for negotiation at all.

When the shopkeeper saw him, he greeted him with a smile, but when he heard that he had to go to the kitchen, his expression changed. When he heard the sound of broken silver hitting the wooden table, his eyes lit up.

"Sir, the kitchen is an important area of ​​our store. It is really inconvenient to enter and exit."

While speaking, his eyes did not even move away from the silver that Xiao Jingxuan had paid for.

Xiao Jingxuan tilted his head and thought for a while, then took out a piece of warm and smooth white jade from his arms. It was crystal clear and obviously a top-quality product.

"Then...what about adding these?" The jade collided with the wooden table, making a crisp sound, and Xiao Jingxuan tried his best to smile in a friendly manner.

This piece of warm white jade was given to him by Senior Sister Songlan. That day, Senior Sister Songlan thought he was going to meet his Taoist partner.

Senior Sister Songlan told him to be nicer to others and never go short of food. If he didn't have enough money, he could just pawn the white jade.

The reason Xiao Jingxuan asked Bai Songlan was originally because of Chu Huaizhou.

Now, if I take this white jade and exchange it for a better meal for my junior uncle, it will be considered that I have fulfilled my mission.

Thinking of this, he called the shopkeeper twice more firmly, "Shopkeeper, have you taken a look? Is that enough?"

The shopkeeper finally took his eyes off the beautiful silver coins and raised his head to meet the gaze of the wealthy guest.

Perhaps it was because the guest's eyes were unusually shaped, and in the darkness where the candlelight suddenly went out, they were actually glowing a faint ice-green color.

Although Xiao Jingxuan's pair of evil and deep eyes showed an approachable smile at this moment, and he was obviously so handsome that it was stunning, the shopkeeper was terrified.

The apologetic smile on his face froze, and the words of exhortation choked in his throat. His back felt cold and he shuddered.

"Shopkeeper," Xiao Jingxuan smiled and pushed the white jade and silver in front of him, "I don't know these, but can I borrow the kitchen in your store?"

The shopkeeper seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and his legs were shaking even more violently. "Sir, I just want to borrow the kitchen. You don't need so much."

He stared into Xiao Jingxuan's smiling eyes and took away the two pieces of silver. "These are... almost enough."

"Boss, don't be nervous. I won't eat anyone." Xiao Jingxuan raised his hand and patted his shoulder, smiling with his eyes slightly lowered.

I don’t know what this man was thinking about, but his shoulders were shaking even more violently.

The shopkeeper hurriedly returned the change and stammered, "Sir, this is enough. You can use the kitchen as you like!"

Before he could finish his words, he staggered and ran back in panic.

Xiao Jingxuan leaned lazily on the sandalwood counter, flexing and stretching his round fingertips, flicking the white silver ball away, and it rolled twice.

"What? Why did you just...run away?"

He conjured a small bronze mirror, tilted his head towards it, and smiled harmlessly, with beautiful curls at the corners of his mouth.

Looking at myself through the slits of my eyes, I was puzzled and asked myself, "Am I fierce? Is smiling like this scary?"

Xiao Jingxuan looked left and right, sometimes grinning at the bronze mirror, smiling with his teeth showing, squinting his eyes, smiling with his head tilted, and smiling with pursed lips.

In the eyes of the early guests, he was just a conceited lunatic.

He thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure out why the shopkeeper ran away.

He simply stopped thinking about it, took the bronze mirror, took back the white jade, and left the remaining silver on the counter.

Humming a little tune leisurely, he lifted the greasy curtain and walked into the kitchen.

The ingredients are all quite fresh, and they must have been purchased by the waiter this morning. Due to the limited ingredients in the store, his cooking skills are also limited.

Xiao Jingxuan finally decided to simply cook a bowl of tomato beef brisket noodles.

From kneading the dough, rolling out the dough, to cutting into strips and boiling the soup, every step is done by hand without relying on anyone else.

I don't know if the shopkeeper had informed the staff in advance, but during the whole process, almost no one came to disturb us, except for the people who came in with food.

The man was dressed extremely strangely, with his face wrapped in a dark towel and his clothes were dirty and worn, but not tattered.

After delivering the last load of food, he sat at the back door of the kitchen, catching his breath on the threshold, with the towel on his face loosening a little.

Xiao Jingxuan happened to be kind enough to bring a bowl of noodle soup over, "Old man, would you like some hot soup?"

The hunched-backed man slowly raised his head when he heard the voice, like a rusty mechanical puppet, and his two round, bloodshot eyes looked at him.

She seemed timid, afraid and hesitant, and finally waved her hand and rejected his kindness.

Xiao Jingxuan clearly saw his throat rolling, which was the desire for this bowl of hot soup.

He took two steps forward, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't be afraid, this is free for you to drink. I don't charge you for it."

He was clearly startled, but his reaction was so slow that he jumped away and rolled down the stairs, with the towel on his face completely falling off.

When Xiao Jingxuan saw the face clearly, he felt that all the blood in his body solidified in an instant and then was drained away completely.

Just as he had guessed, the man's face was indeed severely burned and had ugly, horrible scars.

However, beneath the blood-red scars, one could faintly see flesh that had been eaten away and corroded, covered in dense swarms of insects.

Those black bugs were very small and unevenly distributed on his cheeks and forehead. They could not be removed, and could not be killed by fire.

This was truly scarier and more bizarre than any ghost or monster. Xiao Jingxuan got goose bumps all over his body when he saw it.

The weirdest thing is, this is clearly the face of a young boy who still looks childish! How could his body be so hunched and bent?

"Wow--"

The soup bowl in his hand broke to the ground, and the fragrant noodle soup spilled out.

The young man was already feeling uneasy, and after seeing the young man being frightened and stunned, he kicked his legs and crawled back two steps.

He knew that no one could accept this face, so as to protect himself, he hurriedly picked up the towel on the ground and wrapped the horrible face again.

He got up from the ground, bowed and apologized repeatedly, and a hoarse and unpleasant sound came from his throat, like sharp sandpaper scraping against it.

"I'm...I'm sorry! I'll...I'll leave right away."

After he said that, he picked up his load and ran deep into the alley.

"No need!" Xiao Jingxuan came back to his senses and shouted, "Wait! Your face..."

"Come back! I might be able to fix your face!"

He ran out of the door, but the hunched figure was no longer in the deep alley, and there were only two sparse pedestrians.

"Strange, is it running so fast?" Xiao Jingxuan returned to the stove and scratched his head in confusion.

He still scooped out a bowl of noodle soup, and put some tomato beef and noodles in it, and placed it on the small wooden table in front of the door.

When Xiao Jingxuan knocked on the door with noodles in his hand, Chu Huaizhou had already stood up and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, apparently tying his hair.