Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2420 The Beggar Prince (1)

Xie Zhuofei pouted again, "Master, what do you mean by that? Don't those people outside the door come here because I want to donate potato chips? They don't want to snatch me home as a wife?"

Mr. He was so angry at this tricky girl, he smiled instead of anger, "I'd rather those people came here to snatch you back to be your wife, than believe that they came here after you to make sweet potatoes." Article came."

Xie Zhuofei raised her small face aggrievedly, and she was no longer willing to beat Master's legs, "Master, it's getting too much, it hurts people's self-esteem too much."

A Liang over there almost laughed out loud, and Zhan Linhao and Baili Yan also pursed their lips, thinking that the conversation between master and apprentice was really funny.

Mr. He didn't want to discuss the potato chips that made people want to collapse after eating, but pointed to the big black pot with trembling hands, "Say, what kind of pot do you use to fry your pile of broken potato chips? You have to use My pot?"

Xie Zhuofei glanced at the big thick black pot, "Master, you always ask me to cut so many potato chips, I don't need to fry them in this big black pot, I have to fry them until the year of the monkey."

Mr. He, "According to what you say, is it still my fault?"

Xie Zhuofei, "Don't dare."

Mr. He, "What else do you dare not? I think you dare to do anything, you are about to go to heaven!"

Xie Zhuofei was not convinced, "Master, I don't understand. The mission and value of the pot is for people to cook. If you don't allow it to be used and leave it idle, it will not be buried. I heard A Liang said that this The pot is quite spiritual, and the fried dishes are very delicious. I have verified that the potato chips fried in this pot are really delicious."

"Extremely delicious?" Mr. He suddenly laughed loudly, his eyebrows and beard trembling, "Have you ever tasted the pot of potato chips you fried?"

Xie Zhuofei, "I tasted it."

Mr. He, "Do you think it's delicious?"

Xie Zhuofei smiled awkwardly, "The prince said it's not bad."

Mr. He didn't understand why the girl answered like that. He still didn't want to discuss the pot of potato chips, because he felt that from today onwards, the signboard of Shangyao Renjian would definitely be smashed by a girl, and no one would post a note on the door for a while. Luckily for him.

So, he turned his attention to the pot again, "Girl, do you know that this pot is a hundred-year-old pot, which was passed down from my ancestors, and you, as my apprentice, will keep it for generations to come?" It is to show the commemoration and respect of the ancestors."

For generations to come?
Xie Zhuofei suddenly felt that the burden on her shoulders was so heavy that she didn't say anything, so she lowered her head obediently again, "Well, Master, I will clean the pot well later and carry it back to the backyard. I will never use it again. gone."

Mr. He snorted coldly, stopped talking, still felt sorry for his big black pot, and couldn't bear to look at that ugly stove, it really ruined his elegant yard.

Seeing that Master seemed not so angry anymore, Xie Zhuofei raised her face again and asked with a smile, "Master, you haven't commented on the potato chips I fried today, what do you think?"

Mr. He's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Xie Zhuofei shook her head and asked, "Master, is it because I am better than blue that I am better than blue that you have lost face with this look on your face?"

"Green is better than blue because of blue?" Elder He looked at Xie Zhuofei's small face and suddenly laughed loudly five times, "Girl, if you come to my place, you will improve in a day."

Xie Zhuofei, "What?"

(End of this chapter)