After dressing up as a real young master, build a demon city in Interstellar

Steward Qian led the crowd to meet Qian Fugui, and Fei Jiao walked around beside Xie Bi'an curiously, "Xiaobai, you are not interesting, everyone has not started yet, and you are the first to start promoting the store."

"I'm not as popular as the Patriarch, so of course I should cherish every opportunity."

Fei Jiao thought about it, and she was really pitiful, "Then you go back and count the list of shop owners who want me to help promote it, and I will help you promote it."

Xie Bi'an had already paid attention to Fei Jiao, but he didn't expect Fei Jiao to be so talkative by accident.

The former mermaids were famous for their powerful emotional perception ability comparable to mind reading, and because of this ability, they seldom made friends with other races. Except for routinely going to the shore to grab some human emotions for snacks, they basically never went out.The number of times he and Lao Fan, who are running around every day, encounter sharks are also very few.

This ability is really terrifying, standing in front of them is almost transparent.

Xie Bi'an's eyes moved back and forth between the boss and Fei Jiao. The head of the mermaid clan is only several times stronger than ordinary mermaids. Their boss obviously knew this but didn't respond at all. This powerful head of the mermaid clan also kept pretending Silly and stunned, what are these two people thinking?

Steward Qian, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped and bowed, "You guys live far away, and the journey is bumpy. It's better to stay overnight for the distinguished guests."

Feng Jiu tightened the coat that Fei Jiao had given him, and sighed quietly, "It seems that the guest doesn't believe in my ability, it's really sad."

He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, which made people feel inexplicably soft-hearted, Fei Jiao and the admiral instantly glanced at the butler with condemning eyes.

Butler Qian: "..."

The Qian family's guest room is as grand as the Qian family's house, the steward Qian asked several people to pick one at will, Fei Jiao and the general picked a room alone, and Xie Bi'an retracted into Feng Jiu's finger.

"The banquet will be held next to the living room, everyone please do your own thing."

Feng Jiu has no interest in human banquets, the interstellar human food is simply deadly, and only in An Yu's restaurant can one eat normal human food.

He took out a handful of incense from the universal wheelchair, thought for a while and then thought of the smell that made ghosts despair, he still stuffed it back into the wheelchair, and started a video conference with Ada.

As soon as the meeting started, Mao Mao and Li Li poked their heads into the optical brain first, pushing Ada out of the optical brain's recording range.

One cat and one person opened their mouths to speak, but Feng Jiu interrupted in time, "Who will come first?"

Li Li believed that cats and cats are a disadvantaged group, so he suppressed Joy's report, "It comes first."

"The spices you want me to plant have already been planted, but bamboo and other small trees grow very slowly." Even if he uses the seeds in the space and waters them with spiritual springs, they cannot mature within a few months.

Hearing this, Feng Jiu shrank a little, it seems that his own incense making is not on the agenda in the near future, he still has to rely on the strange-smelling interstellar synthetic incense dog for a while.

Interstellar synthetic incense is actually not cheap. Although this kind of thing does not need high-tech means and can be produced casually, few people in Interstellar use it.

Not much of Chinese culture has been preserved in the long-term population mixing, and incense candles are now considered as handicrafts of human fantasy, and the output is not much.

Feng has collapsed, and the underworld's paper money system has not yet been established. Feng Jiu's current transaction currency with the ghosts is joss sticks.But where the incense candles come from is also a problem.

The incense candles he has now were moved from the warehouse of the Feng family. When the Feng family sent him to Huangxing, Feng Jiu secretly changed the list and changed all the items that could be changed into incense candles. Those people didn't care about his affairs. Confused, he came to Huangxing with half a carload of joss sticks.

Seeing that Feng Jiu remained silent, Mao Mao asked again, "I've always wanted to ask, what's the use of bamboo and white sandalwood?"

"Ghosts also have tongues." Feng Jiu thought for a while, "Didn't I ask Ada to give you the plan for the staff canteen?"

"I haven't had time to see it yet." The construction team was finally free today to help dig the ground, and Mao Mao was directing, his voice hoarse.

Maomao stretched out its claws to pat Ada and asked him to call up the file, and the toolman Ada completed his task of contacting the transfer station with tears in his eyes.

After reading the menu, Maomao was silent for two seconds, "What is mandarin ducks playing in the water?"

"Red candles mixed with white candles. Also called red and white weddings, you can use whichever name you like."

"Then, the purple air is coming from the east?"

"Stewing special incense candles indiscriminately is also called lingering ghosts."

"Happy reincarnation?"

"Normal set meal, two small pieces of candles, three small pieces of incense, you can choose the flavor at will, and there will be an upgraded deluxe version later."

Mao Mao couldn't help but roll her eyes, it might as well be called Qun Ying Gai.

Gathering of Heroes No. [-], Gathering of Heroes No. [-], in short, they all hold meetings with incense sticks.

Maomao: "It's hard for the boss to stay up all night to come up with such a great name."

"Where is there." Feng Jiu was a little shy when being praised, "How is the preparation of the restaurant's ingredients?"

As soon as this cat became serious, his crops grew very fast with the blessing of space. In addition, he pushed the construction team and the kid to reclaim a lot of land, ensuring that the daily supply should be no problem.

"I also thought of a name for your restaurant by the way."

Mao Mao was still thinking about whether the crops could grow fast enough to be served in restaurants, so she listened to Feng Jiu's words and whispered in her ear, instantly alert, "What did you take?"

"Chef Cat."

Mao Mao's brain faded in seconds, pushed Li Li over, and began to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Mao Mao didn't hear anything just now.

As soon as Li Li entered the light brain, he smiled innocently, "Boss, the apartment canteen has been built, and the store is still under construction. It is estimated that it will be completed the day after tomorrow."

"Those shopkeepers asked me to ask you, when will the decoration funds borrowed by each of them arrive?"

Tsk, Feng Jiu pressed his temples, considering that every store needs to be renovated, and except for Fei Jiao, the barbarians of other store owners have lived for thousands of years and have never even seen what the Imperial Coin looks like.

Feng Jiu had no choice but to make an agreement, and each ghost would give some initial funds.At this time, I began to sigh why it can't be like in the game, the store opened the store with capital, and he only provided the place.

All the money he had on hand was used for construction, and he really couldn't get it out for a while, otherwise he wouldn't work hard for others as a boss.

After Feng Jiu finished the meeting, he was bombarded by the marshal and the general. This time, the evil spirits' mischief was due to their ineffective supervision, so he was embarrassed to accept the double price.

After receiving the reminder, Feng Jiu made up his mind, the marshal's business is still not enough money, but this trip is not completely over yet, so he is not worried, after all, there is still a victim waiting for him.

Fei Jiao knocked on Feng Jiu's door with the small cakes he collected from the banquet. As soon as Feng Jiu opened the door, he saw a fluffy salted fish head towards him.

Fei Jiao poked her head out from behind the salted fish pillow, "Jiu Chiu, I brought you something delicious."

Feng Jiu looked at this new pillow, which he had never seen before, and guessed what the shark was thinking, "The Qian family has a lot of guest rooms, you and your fish can change to one if you don't feel comfortable sleeping."

"That's so troublesome." Fei Jiao stuffed the salted fish into Feng Jiu's arms, looking at him pitifully, like a homeless cub.

The grievance in those azure blue eyes is so unbearable, Fei Jiao managed to sneak into Feng Jiu's room again.

Fei Jiao threw the salted fish on the bed, held the floating tray, and pushed the small cake in front of Feng Jiu, "Do you want to eat it? I specially reserved it for you."

Feng Jiu glanced at the delicate cake, topped with half a strawberry, it was very fresh, it should have been custom-made by the Qian family at An Yu's restaurant.

Feng Jiu stared at this strawberry, inexplicably thinking of the strawberry candy that Fei Jiao gave him before, the color looked familiar, like the color of Fei Jiao's lower lip.

Is this the charm of the sharks in the South China Sea?Feng Jiu unconsciously picked up a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth.

Not bad, very sweet, let the puppet grow a piece when I go back.

The tableware in his hand was taken away, Feng Jiu came back to his senses, and saw Fei Jiao split a small piece of cake in half, "Have half for you."

He is not in the habit of sharing food with others.Just when Feng Jiu wanted to refuse, Fei Jiao stuffed a plate, and the other party winked at him.

This guy clearly knew that he was going to refuse and gave him the plate, Feng Jiu frowned and reached out to him.

"?" Fei Jiao was stuffing his mouthful of cake, he was a little confused, turned around and realized what he meant, his face was full of surprise: "Do you want a spoon?"

"Why don't you grab it with your hands?" Feng Jiu took the spoon from his hand and started his first journey of tasting small cakes.

Fei Jiao looked at him curiously, and suddenly laughed out loud, "I thought you would keep letting it break."

"Is this what you perceive too?" This was the first time Feng Jiu talked about the unique ability of the mermaid in front of Fei Jiao.

Fei Jiao sat on the bed leaning on the salted fish, and poked the spoon randomly on the small cake, sticking the whole small cake into a ball, "Of course it's a guess."

"Then your guess is quite accurate." Feng Jiu said with a smile.

Fei Jiao's eyes widened in surprise, "It's too much! How could you say that in front of me."

"I won't bring you any in the future." Fei Jiao ate the remaining small cake angrily, rolled to the side of the bed with the salted fish in her arms.

He didn't hear the slightest hint of anger from this guy's words, Feng Jiusi ate the other half of the cake slowly, and said slowly:

"It's delicious."

The sleeping merman pricked up his ears.

"It's a pity that the patriarch is unwilling to bring it to me." Feng Jiu sighed.

"!" Fei Jiao hugged the salted fish tightly.

Fei Jiao buried her head in the salted fish, her voice muffled, as if she was delighted to be able to feed Feng Jiu at will.

"If you really want to eat, I can give you half."

"Okay," Feng Jiu said enthusiastically, "I'll just buy the ones from An Yu Restaurant, and keep an eye on competitors' information." Their Chef Mao's taste can't be bad.

"...?"

Fei Jiao tightened his grip on the salted fish, and couldn't say anything for a while, but seeing Feng Jiu's cheeks flushed and glowing with plans for the future, he could only say something silently.

"Makes sense."

Feng Jiu's eyes lit up, and he immediately drove the wheelchair to the bedside, projected his plan on the screen, and began to talk at length.

Fei Jiao strangled the salted fish pillow until he suffocated: "?" This development is not right.

That night, the admiral next door was sleeping soundly, and the two people in the room turned on the night lights to have a heated discussion on the development of the ghost market, listing a hundred possible situations that might occur in the development of the ghost market one by one.

Of course, it was mostly Feng Jiu who was talking, and Fei Jiao interjected a few sentences from time to time, arguing about disagreements for a while, and in the end Fei Jiao wrote down tens of thousands of words in his notes.

A scorching heat appeared in Qian's house unknowingly, and the sleeping general suddenly felt a little thirsty. He dazedly touched the water glass on the bedside table and directed the robot to pour water.

Clear water poured into his throat, and just as the admiral was about to fall back into sleep, he heard a strange sound coming from outside the door.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The admiral immediately got up somersaulting and put his ear on the door.

What is it?