Wen Xi briefly explained what had happened. When the boss saw that she was Master Yu's new apprentice, he refused to let her pay any money.
"No, no, you guys are doing this for the sake of justice. How can you let a hero bleed and still lose money? That lady is also a victim. We absolutely cannot accept this money."
The boss was a sensible man and tried to shirk responsibility for a while.
"But my senior brother just told me everything, so let's put it this way."
The boss smiled and waved his hands: "Hey, don't listen to your senior brother's little girl. He's a good person in every way, but he's too picky. How can you calculate things in this world clearly? If you really want to calculate, I owe you even more. When your senior sister designed this store for us, she didn't charge a penny."
The boss is a fat, white, middle-aged man with small, long eyes. When he smiles, only a slit can be seen, making him look like a Maitreya Buddha.
He is the heir of this restaurant. The elders in his family used to start their business by selling vegetarian noodles in a Taoist temple outside the city. The seasoning recipe was passed down from their ancestors. The taste is delicious and the ingredients are generous. It is famous far and wide. The old couple Yu both like this restaurant and often patronize it and they became familiar with it after a few visits.
Later, the area was demolished, and the whole family moved here and opened a shop. Although the ordinary shop was transformed into an upscale Chinese restaurant, vegetarian noodles were still the family's signature dish, so Yu Youyi followed them.
The old man is gone, so the old lady still orders two bowls of noodles when she comes alone, one for herself and one to take home.
Yang Zhi often accompanied him here and knew the relationship between the master and the store owner, so he didn't charge her for the design of the restaurant's anniversary renovation.
In addition to her achievements in painting, she is also quite accomplished in interior design, which she has loved since childhood. The title of Y talented woman is indeed well-deserved.
The boss said he would not take any money and just coaxed Wen Xi away.
"Go, I just had our signature vegetarian noodles served. They're still hot. Go try some. Your master loves it the most and even took a bowl home with him when he left."
"Thank you, boss. I wish you a prosperous business and great success!" Wen Xi took back his wallet and carefully put away Ren Ying's crumpled banknotes.
"This little girl has a sweet mouth," the boss fished in his trouser pocket and took out a box of candy. "Here, take it. These are handmade candies I made myself. My daughter loves them the most. They taste delicious."
"Handmade? Then I won't hesitate."
"You're welcome." The boss laughed heartily, his eyebrows and eyes squeezed together, and he looked like a white ball, so cute.
It looks like the Q version of the mythical beast she drew.
Wen Xi waved at the other party and ran away, still holding the hemp rope that was torn by her senior brother. The boss said she didn't want it anymore, so she planned to use it to practice before buying a new whip to see if it was really as magical as her senior brother said. After practicing for a long time, she would be able to control the strength in her hands accurately and write with real ease.
Passing by the tea garden, Wen Xi felt itchy and found an open space in the corner and imitated his senior brother's previous movements and waved a few times.
The rope was thick and soft, and looked light, but it was quite difficult to swing it. It was her first time playing with it, and she didn't know how to use the force skillfully, so sweat broke out on her forehead after just a few swings.
Many things are like this. They seem easy to others, but become extremely difficult when it comes to you.
When my senior brother swung it, he looked so handsome and cool, and there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air when he waved it in the air.
She couldn't bear it anymore. Not only did she not make any sound, she even got beaten so hard that it hurt several times.
Thinking back to the time when she accompanied Yunshan to jump rope to lose weight, Wen Xi tried to use force on her wrists, and she felt that her whole body was much lighter, and it was rare for her to be hit. Just as she was becoming more and more interested and figuring out some tricks, a slightly familiar voice sounded.
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