"What do you think these skewers taste like?"
As Qin Zhan was immersed in his distress, a voice appeared behind him.
"I haven't tried it, but it must be delicious. No dish made by Boss Lu has ever disappointed me."
From steamed buns to braised pork knuckles to ice jelly, Qin Zhan, who has followed Lu Wu all the way, can be said to be Lu Wu's most loyal customer.
Just thinking about the taste of those foods made Qin Zhan's heart waver, and he wished he could fly there right now.
After saying that, Qin Zhan realized something was wrong. He blinked and turned his head to see his master standing to the side with his hands behind his back, smiling at him.
"Master... Father."
Qin Zhan gave a dry laugh.
He had promised to offer his master a feast, but he got so engrossed in eating that when he finally remembered, all he had left in his storage space was a serving of ice jelly.
In the end, he suppressed his sinful thoughts of killing his master and presented the ice powder as a tribute.
However, a bowl of ice jelly was not enough to satisfy Tianfeng Daoist's bloated appetite. One of the reasons Qin Zhan was left behind this time was because of a small act of revenge from Tianfeng Daoist.
Which master doesn't take advantage of their apprentice?
Originally, he intended to lock the other party up for ten days or half a month, but Tianfeng Daoren, who had learned to use Yijietong to follow Lu Wu's movements, was also itching to watch those videos.
"My disciple, I believe in your strength. The mere Heavenly Pride Competition is no problem for you."
"As long as you promise me that you will come back with first place, I will let you go down the mountain right now."
What are you going to do? Go buy some skewers.
Thinking it over, Daoist Tianfeng glanced at Yijietong.
He was just an ordinary outer disciple of the Baozi Cult. During the day, when the Grand Elder held a random lottery, he was lucky enough to receive a skewer.
It's vegetarian skewers.
After being cooked in broth, the cabbage was crisp and tender, retaining its original flavor. Its subtle sweetness and aroma made Tianfeng Daoist unable to resist it.
I ate it, and I wanted to eat it again.
If he weren't currently tied up with other matters, he wouldn't have thought of his apprentice, this mere tool.
To get first place?
Qin Zhan looked at his master's nonchalant attitude and really wanted to roll his eyes at him.
This Grand Competition of Prodigies is a major event in the entire Southern Continent, and those who can participate are the most outstanding talents of the current generation from various sects.
He was confident he would get a good ranking, but if he got first place, his master would be overestimating him.
Just thinking about skewers made Qin Zhan reminisce about the meat skewer he had eaten during the day.
Elder Li was very kind and gave him special treatment, allowing him to experience the benefits of such treatment.
The meat was so tender it looked like you could squeeze water out of it.
The spiciness of the chili pepper caused his spiritual power to surge on the spot, breaking through a minor realm.
I ate it, and I wanted to eat it again.
So, it's not that we can't try.
The only person who could have allowed him to sneak out was his master; otherwise, he wouldn't have deliberately lured this old man out.
Finally, Qin Zhan reluctantly said, "Master, you have to promise me that you won't restrict my freedom arbitrarily in the future."
That heartless old man, he can't have it himself, so he wants to put him in jail too.
Heh, Old Deng, you don't know this yet, do you? I have Uncle Li giving me special tutoring.
"My good disciple, Master promises you."
Daoist Tianfeng stroked his beard, his expression growing increasingly ruthless.
You little brat, even if I can't go down the mountain, you have to come with me.
Luckily, I, an old man, was lucky and won the lottery.
"You remember what you promised your master."
You little brat, if you give me another perfunctory gift this time, I'll make sure you can never leave the house again.
"Your disciple will never forget."
Qin Zhan smiled and agreed, "Old Deng, once I get down the mountain, who cares if you can get any food?"
The master and disciple exchanged a glance and smiled in a way that seemed like a perfect display of filial piety, but little did they know that beneath the smile lay cunning.
Tianfeng Daoren/Qin Zhan: You little brat/Old Deng, you're no match for me!
A spatial rift appeared, and Daoist Tianfeng kicked Qin Zhan in the buttocks, sending him flying into it.
This crack leads to Hong'an City.
Lao Deng Express, mission accomplished.
...
On Zizai Street, Lu Wu felt that the diners were a bit too excited tonight.
She had just set up her stall when the first customer placed an order.
"Boss Lu, I'd like ten servings of skewers with pickled pepper broth!"
He thoughtfully placed the spirit stones in front of Gou Aotian for him to count, and even handed him a chicken leg. Now that Gou Aotian had become Lu Wu's chief steward, in charge of money, he couldn't afford to offend him.
After confirming that the quantity was correct, Gou Aotian looked at the greasy chicken leg, sneered, and swatted it away with a paw.
"Woof!"
Go away, that's not how dogs are.
Not to mention that this chicken leg looks disgusting, and Gou Aotian wouldn't even look at it.
Trying to bribe him with this tactic? Dream on!
He, the future Dog Emperor, is destined to be the chief steward of his master's grand business ambitions. He saw through his master's ambition to set up stalls everywhere long ago.
As long as there are many stalls, the owner's name will eventually become famous throughout the entire Qingyuan Realm.
By then, he will have a firm grip on his master's financial security, and no villain will be able to covet it.
Dog Manager doesn't even look down on such petty gains.
A fierce fire burned in Gou Aotian's dog eyes.
He will be the master's best watchdog.
Lu Wu: Business ambitions? Ambitions? I have no idea.
The diner wasn't angry, because he wasn't the only one rejected; many others had tried to get a second glance from Boss Lu through the big yellow dog but failed.
How did you know there would be pickled pepper soup base tonight?
Lu Wu, on the other hand, squinted at the diner in front of him with suspicion.
Who leaked the information?
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