Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

He spoke nice and auspicious words smoothly, often making the guests laugh.

When you are in a good mood, you will spend more money.

Not only that, after the meal is over, the guests will be sent to the door respectfully.

They provided the most considerate service, gave them enough face, and never turned away as soon as they received the money.

With such a smooth operation, the guests' impression of Fuchun Restaurant is naturally getting better and better.

……

Cheng Yao touched her nose and said playfully.

"Where is this? As long as we operate steadily, our business will only be better in the future!"

Fu Lingling admires Cheng Yao from the bottom of her heart now. No matter what she says, she doesn't question it at all.

In such busy but fulfilling days, time slipped away quietly, and more than half a month passed in a flash.

The budding branches took root on the shore, and the pink glow enveloped the branches and shone brightly.

A faint blush appeared on the lake, adding a touch of beauty to the flowing water on the bridge.

Cheng Yao was lying comfortably on the deck chair in the courtyard, basking in the sun, with a contented look on her face.

During this period of time, after constant running-in, the kitchen team of Fuchun Restaurant has reached a complete tacit understanding.

Cheng Yao also controlled the whole process from the beginning and gradually let go later.

After her careful teaching, everyone has risen to a new level in their own fields.

Seeing this, Cheng Yao also began to tentatively let go, so that they could adapt to the future life in advance.

Not only that, she also received good news from Xiaozhu.

Said that they had completely destroyed the Chiluo headquarters and rescued the innocent victims inside.

And detoxify them intensively, giving them a new lease of life.

After completing all this, they have begun their non-stop return journey, hoping that they will be able to meet again in the near future.

Cheng Yao was happy for them from the bottom of her heart. She thought that life would go on like this without any danger, but she didn't expect that uninvited guests would come quietly...

The silence of the night is like a silent poem.

In the sky, the bright moonlight shone, covering the earth with a thin layer of silver gauze.

The stars are like pearls scattered on black velvet, shining with a weak but firm light.

The breeze blew through the treetops, bringing with it the whisper of the leaves, which seemed to be telling unfinished stories during the day.

The creek gurgled in the distance, and the gentle sound of the water was as gentle as a lullaby, making people feel peaceful.

The air is filled with the unique freshness of night, mixed with the fragrance of earth and the faint fragrance of flowers.

It seemed like a peaceful night, but something disturbing happened.

Because the restaurant made money, Fu Lingling rented a large courtyard nearby.

Everyone slept in their own rooms. Cheng Yao always felt flustered tonight, so she slept a little.

After hearing the faint sound from the door, Cheng Yao immediately opened her eyes.

"Someone..."

But she didn't say anything. She came here late at night, and she didn't look like a good person.

But if he wanted to deal with Cheng Yao, he was really looking for the wrong person.

I just don't know if anything happened to others... Thinking of this, Cheng Yao was nervous for a moment.

The assassin watched outside the door for a while, seeming to make sure everyone inside was asleep.

Then, he pierced a thin screen window with his rough fingers and inserted a thin bamboo tube.

A faint smoke drifted out from the bamboo tube. Cheng Yao secretly thought something was wrong and immediately exchanged the props and leaped to the beam.

This kind of incense is a powerful ecstasy, so overbearing that most people will be unconscious for at least half a day after taking a whiff of it.

Moreover, after waking up, you will still feel a headache, which may even affect your ability to move.

The smoke has a high concentration and usually floats at the bottom. Fortunately, Cheng Yao found it quickly, otherwise he would have suffered. Cheng Yao still didn't want to take any unnecessary risks, so she still covered her mouth and nose.

Quietly, he tilted his head and observed the assassin's every move.

The assassin stood cautiously outside, listening to the sounds inside.

After making sure there was no sound, he looked around furtively.

He pulled the black triangle mask on his face tighter and opened the door gently.

"Squeak-"

This voice was so clear in the silent night.

The assassin held his breath and looked nervously at the looming shadow behind the curtain.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that his goal this time seemed different from before.

He could hear his heart beating like a thunder drum.

Looking at the person lying on the bed, there was no reaction. It seemed that he was completely stunned by the drug, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he held the dagger, bent down, and groped his way to the bed.

He clenched his loosened hands suddenly and stabbed the bed with his sword!

However, to his surprise, the sharp knife did not penetrate into the person's skin, but instead penetrated into the thick quilt and pillow.

"What's going on? The man just now is obviously still there!"

"Damn it! I can't be wrong!"

Just when the assassin was confused, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back and his right eye twitched suddenly.

"Are you looking for me?"

The girl's clear voice sounded like a demon from hell to the assassin's ears.

The assassin turned around in disbelief and swung the dagger in his hand.

The silver blade reflected the moonlight, making the scars on his face even more ferocious.

Huang Huang looked around in confusion, looking for the source of the sound.

However, nothing was found.

Cheng Yao sat on the roof, remembering the trick of pretending to be a ghost again, and started to tease.

Although I don't know who hired this assassin, it is obvious that it was because Fuchun Restaurant has been so popular recently, and it has attracted jealousy.

Although I have no quarrel with this person, so I can't do anything extraordinary, but at least I have to teach him a lesson.

With a thought in her mind, Cheng Yao used teleportation to lift up the gauze curtain underneath, which was as thin as cicada wings, and drew a strange arc in mid-air.

The killer froze and didn't even dare to make a sound.

what's the situation? !

He immediately wanted to run away and stay away from this ghost place.

He doesn’t want the money! My life is almost at risk!

Just as he was about to escape, Cheng Yao sensed his intention and with a flick of her finger, the teacup on the table fell to the ground.

The assassin walked in such a hurry in the darkness that he didn't even notice his steps.

He stumbled and fell to the ground.

His movements were too slow, and the wooden door closed by itself before he could see it.

Although I have done a lot of murders and treasure grabbing in my daily life, I have never seen anything so evil.

Originally he didn't believe in these monsters, but now he couldn't help but start praying, hoping that God would let him live.

Cheng Yao sat on the beam and felt a little funny when she saw him so dull.

He kills people and steals goods without blinking an eye, and when he is in trouble, he seeks help from gods and Buddhas.

She doesn't want to waste time with such a person.