I open a restaurant in Xiujie

"What, what?!"

The rich businessman was dumbfounded again.

He looked at the dust flying in front of him, and a large piece of light flashed across the house. Wherever the light went, the high platform where he enjoyed the cool air, the bedroom where he slept, and the main room where he received guests...all disappeared in an instant, turning into a pile of unidentifiable sources. of dirt.

The children were crying around him, and his future "Top Ten Sword Cultivators" are still a bunch of yelling brats, holding him and crying, smearing sticky snot on the rich merchant's satin robe.

The rich businessman was in a state of anxiety, and his eldest son was still crying in his ear: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The concubine was also crying: "Master, I haven't brought out my jewelry yet, but that is the gold bracelet you brought me from Qinghe Town last year! What can I do, master, my bracelet, I like that bracelet the most!"

"Where are we going to live if the house is gone, master? Master, we won't live on the streets, right? Wuwuwu, why am I so miserable, I have been married to you for so many years, and in the end I have to fall into such a situation——"

"My poor Luoer just told me happily in the afternoon that she felt a warm current flowing in her body. I thought that it must be spiritual power, and I also thought that the master came back to announce the good news to the master! Master, we can't let it go like this, Luoer will also become a fairy in the future, we can't treat the child badly now!"

"My lord, why don't you talk, my lord! Quickly make up your mind, my lord, this is a house with aura—"

The wealthy businessman was so annoyed by them, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Stop making a fuss!!"

A broken gong-like voice resounded through half the street, the concubine and the children were all silenced by his voice, and fell into a brief silence.

But the wealthy businessman can control his own family, but he can't control the passers-by who are watching.

At this time, Qian Fushang felt that there were countless needle-like gazes on his back, and countless whispers mocking him in a low voice, including passers-by, his neighbors, those dancers who were usually molested by him, and even The humble doorman in the neighbor's house...

He was wrapped in a thick robe, but he was already pierced by sharp arrow-like eyes.

The rich businessman just wished he could roll his eyes and pass out, so that he would not have to face this terrible thing. He would even find that it was just a dream when he woke up. Fortunately, it was built there end-to-end.

But not now.

A circle of concubines and children looked at him tearfully.

Qian Fushang has also traveled from south to north, he managed to calm himself down, pulled his first wife from a circle of beautiful concubines, and asked in a low voice: "How did you get kicked out?"

"I heard people say that these monks are vicious, but they can't hurt people in our house."

His wife's appearance is only delicate, not as delicate and charming as other people, and her temperament is also quiet, so she just quietly wiped her tears from the sidelines.

It is also because of these that the rich businessman has neglected her for a long time.

At this moment, being held by the wealthy businessman, the wife's expression was obviously in a daze, and then she said softly: "We, we haven't thought about it clearly."

"When the immortal came, he only said that he wanted to change a house with us, and then he started to push the house. Qiu Huan screamed and ran out, and the others panicked and followed behind subconsciously. I wanted to stop it, but I couldn't." Hold on, they say..."

Fa's wife paused for a moment, her voice was very soft: "They said that I didn't let them escape because I wanted to harm them."

"Confused!" The rich businessman was heartbroken, "You, why are you running around?"

The tower clearly has rules, and those rules are beneficial to them!

He pointed at all the beautiful concubines, especially the one named Qiu Huan, and roared angrily in the street: "Women's opinion, women's opinion, you ruined our family!"

Qiu Huan was the concubine who taught wealthy businessmen how to cry. She was born as a dancer and didn't read any books, but she was good at dancing.

At this time, she was blamed by the rich businessman, and she didn't dodge it, she just pinched her waist and raised her eyebrows angrily: "How can you say that, Master?"

"The immortal's actions are based on the power of moving mountains and filling the sea. If the house collapses and bumps into each other, the immortal will just be kicked out, and we will die!"

"You, you..." The rich businessman made her feel angina, "Short-sighted, you are short-sighted, you must keep our house no matter what!"

That is a house built in a place with rich aura, not to mention the cultivation plan of the son of the rich merchant "Ten Years of Sword Cultivation", he is nourished by the aura to nourish his body, and the rich merchant himself can prolong his life.

Years have been extended, life has been extended, why can't a beautiful wife and concubine be married?

Qiu Huan stared at the rich businessman without blinking.

After a while, the eye circles turned red.

The rich businessman looked at her and cried for a moment, raised his hand and brushed his hair away, squatted on the ground and began to wail: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Do you want me to die? Do you want me to die? You have to keep your house too? My conscience, I have served you all these years without merit or hard work, how could you make such a sinister and vicious request..."

Rich businessman: "..."

The pointing and pointing of the people around became more intensive.

Embarrassment, shame, regret, resentment... Countless anxious emotions surged in Qian Fushang's heart, licking his chest like a raging fire.

The rich businessman looked at his beautiful concubine who was beating on the street, and suddenly felt that her heavily made-up facial features were so unfamiliar, and the scene in front of him was so familiar... Yes, it was exactly the same as the embarrassing scene he had in Yu's restaurant a few days ago .

Only this time, the person in pain became himself.

The houses are still in pieces, and the dust is everywhere, covering the long street.

Women and children surrounded them, crying and arguing non-stop.

Amidst the large swirl of dust, the rich businessman covered his mouth, and suddenly began to cough hissingly, coughing and coughing furiously, and a mouthful of blood with a fishy smell poured out of his throat.

He covered his mouth and started to vomit, bent over the bucket and vomited gulps, scarlet all over the ground.

"...Retribution!"

……

The wealthy businessman's house is not far from Yu's restaurant, Yu Xiaotan standing in his yard, can also see the dust rising high like a curtain.

He couldn't leave, so he asked Bai Junda to inquire about the situation, and he took out drawers of steamers from the kitchen, put them on the small table in the yard, and smiled across the table: "Brother Chen, do you like steamed buns?" ?”

Chen Yufeng sat at the table with a smile on his eyes and brows: "Little shopkeeper, why are you so polite and invite me to dinner... Speaking of which, it's because of your favor, I should be the one who invited you."

Chen Yufeng has made a lot of money in the past few days. The goods he brought out from home were originally intended to be sold for a month, but who would have imagined that once the Nine Turns Xuantu Pagoda appeared, the crowds of people would arrive, and the things he had prepared would only be sold within three days. It was sold out, so I had to send someone to replenish it overnight.

Not to mention Chen Yufeng, even the goods in the main hall of Jinyutang have never been sold so fast, and now Chen Yufeng's hands are out of stock for a while, and he has fallen into a painful and happy leisure time for the first time.

Yu Xiaotan asked him if he wanted to try climbing the tower, but Chen Yufeng was not interested in that kind of fighting.

Chen Yufeng waved the paper fan: "From the aptitude test since I was a child, I knew that I would be a consecration throughout my life, and there must be countless panaceas for me to drink, but looking at the entire Qixia world, what is consecration?"

"So practice or something is almost enough. I, I just want to be the richest businessman in the world, and the richest among monks. I like to make money, and I like the feeling of white spirit stones flowing through my hands— —Small shopkeeper, you should be the same, right?"

Yu Xiaotan took down the cage drawer and opened the lid, white steam rose immediately, and a seductive fresh fragrance filled the air.

He smiled and picked up the buns and put them on Chen Yufeng's plate: "360 lines, every line will be the number one scholar, I think Brother Chen, your ambition is very good."

Chen Yufeng looked at the steamed stuffed bun on the plate. The steamed stuffed bun was made of unleavened flour, so it was not as round and thick as yeast dough, but thin like a translucent membrane. There is a hint of dark green indistinctly, the whole bun is like emerald wrapped in beautiful jade, even the pleats on it are exquisite and flawless.

This is not a steamed stuffed bun, this is clearly a work of art carefully carved by a master craftsman, right?

Chen Yufeng's throat rolled a few times, and he looked up at the cage for a glance.This glance shocked him, because the drawer was full of identical exquisite buns, the visual impact of gathering together was unparalleled, and the fragrance was even more intense like a wave, surging from all directions, trying to swallow him completely.

"Little shopkeeper, I understand why your restaurant is so popular..."

Chen Yufeng sighed for a moment, then picked up a steamed stuffed bun, opened his mouth and bit down.

The skin of the dead noodles is extremely thin, you can bite the filling with just a little bite, the skin is soft and firm, and delicious juice flows out after you bite it open, and the filling is like a whirling storm, hitting Chen Yufeng's heart in an instant .

There is a distinct sea flavor in the filling.

The sea vegetables are swaying in the endless deep sea, and the shrimps are bouncing around with their curved bodies. The thin skin is like a sea tide wrapping them gently, but at the moment the buns are bitten open, the unique flavor of the ocean gushes out majesticly.

The taste has its own pictures, Chen Yufeng fell into the blue deep sea in a trance, the world of the sea was almost silent, all the pressure from the outside world dissipated here, he fell into the arms of his mother, the arms of the sun, the moon and the stars, Entering the embrace of the chaotic vitality of heaven and earth, the sea breeze gently wrapped him, smoothing everything and comforting everything.

"Little shopkeeper, you, you..."

Chen Yufeng finally revealed a look of shock on his face.

His family is rich, and he has tasted a lot of delicacies. Seaweed buns can make him admire from the outside, but when he actually eats them, he is shocked and ecstatic!

Yu Xiaotan not only added dried shrimps to the steamed stuffed buns, but also a small amount of diced scallops and a small amount of clams, which were all finely chopped, so that the flavor could fully permeate the steamed stuffed buns.

As a result, the peaceful deep sea instantly turned into a paradise of treasures, full of surprises everywhere. Chen Yufeng swam in it with the school of fish, and the rare treasures he saw dazzled him.

There is a lost giant ship hidden in the deepest part of the sea, and the treasures washed by the flowing water for thousands of years are still as new as before; the small fish with gems hanging above his head swims past him, and sweeps his wrist with his tail curiously; the beautiful coral is colorful Better than flowers, with strange postures...

Not to mention the spiritual power overflowing all over the body, not to mention the mysterious energy that nourishes the spiritual roots like flowing water, but in the process of swallowing mouthful after mouthful, Chen Yufeng felt that he had become a treasure hunter in the deep sea.

In the wonderful gourmet world, all the wealth and treasures that fit his fantasy emerge one after another. Pushing away the seaweed, flicking away the insects and shrimps, he embraces those rare treasures, showing a satisfied and happy smirk.

At this moment, he didn't look like that shrewd businessman at all.

Like a child, he turned his most beautiful dream into bubbles and merged into the ocean.

So the whole sea became his dreamland.