Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 83 The Magician Sheng Yi Pro 4
Cheng Huan saw that Song Chengxun's coat was wrinkled, his hair was not as neatly combed as before, and panic could be seen on his face, so he hurriedly asked, "Uncle Song, what happened?"

"That's right, Fanhua's head was smashed." Cheng He was even more worried. It would be impossible for his younger sister to deal with such a guest.

"What!" Song Chengxun walked over quickly, looked down at Song Fanhua, saw that the top of his head curtain was red and swollen, frowned and said, "Oh, what's going on, hey, what a plague god!"

"Uncle, what's going on?" Song Fanhua asked in a deep voice, looking at the stairs from the corner of his eye, he was also deeply uneasy. The person who came was the son of the city lord of Shengtian City, and even the master of Lian County was his ancestor when he saw it The ancestors shouted, let alone them.

But such a domineering and dandy, even if he is really a magician, he will only make people disgusted.

"Which little ancestor of Shengtian is here again, and he wants to eat fish by name, but yesterday the fish was sold out, and it was getting late, so he didn't make a fuss here all night, he came early today, and he also eats fish for breakfast , Hey, stop talking!"

Song Chengxun knew it would be useless to talk too much, so he turned to look at Cheng Huan, and said in an almost pleading voice: "Girl Huan, uncle is pointing at you, uncle has 10 taels of silver here, please help uncle! Now that little ancestor not only wants Eat crispy fish, and also said that you want to eat fish porridge, don’t you say that this is embarrassing us.”

"Don't worry, Uncle, I will do this." Seeing that Song Chengxun was in a hurry, Cheng Huan immediately agreed, not to mention that he still had 10 taels of silver, and it was just fish porridge.

Song Chengxun dared to delay, and let someone from the upstairs fall, let alone 10 taels of silver, even 50 taels would not be enough for decoration, so he hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, I just ask you to take good care of this ancestor! If he continues to toss about this, Uncle's shop will have to be closed."

"Okay, don't worry, uncle! You send him the crispy fish first, and just say that the fish porridge will be ready in a while!" Cheng Huan said, pulling Cheng Jia into the kitchen,
Song Chengxun did not dare to delay, and after entering the kitchen, he placed a large piece of crispy fish on the best disk in the store, and asked the vegetable cutter to carve a lifelike peony flower before sending the fish away. go up.

Soon, the upstairs became quiet, and Cheng Huan and Cheng Jia also got busy in the kitchen. Fortunately, after the little ancestor made a fuss, Song Chengxun's shop had prepared several fish, as well as all kinds of uncommon high-end ingredients.
After a while, the fish porridge was ready, and when the lid was opened, there was a tangy aroma.

Cheng Huan put it on the plate, ordered a few shallots on it, and took the plate out of the kitchen. The waiter at the door was already waiting.

"Send it up!" Cheng Huan stretched out his hand to pass the tray to Xiaoer, who immediately said respectfully, "Miss Cheng, the shopkeeper just ordered you to go up there in person!"

Cheng Huan still handed the tray to Xiao Er, looked upstairs and said, "Okay, let's go!"

"Xiaoer originally thought that he didn't have to go up to see which plague god, but now he has no choice but to follow behind Cheng Huan step by step, and is even more careful not to offend any of the little ancestors by dropping the plate in his hand on the ground.

Cheng Huan walked up steadily step by step. She was even a little curious about what such a dandy child looks like. If she guessed right, this person's name should be Sheng Yi.

The master of the magician in her hand.

Sheng Yi, how could she forget that arrogant font, it really lives up to its name.

(End of this chapter)