People are fighting to open a pastry shop

Chapter 215
Xiao Cheng had just woken up when he vaguely heard someone knocking on his door, and couldn't help muttering depressingly.

"Who is this, knock on the door early in the morning, wait!"

He yelled, and the person at the door stopped knocking and waited silently.

At this time, he walked to the door, opened the door and saw that it was Huo De who said in surprise.

"Mr. Huo De, do you have something to do with me so early?"

Seeing Xiao Cheng, Huo De said with a smile.

"Xiao Cheng, it's not that I have something to do with you, it's Dean Hugan who has something to do with you."

He was stunned, what do you mean, Dean Hugan has something to do with me?

What can the old man do to me? Could it be that my pastry sales have affected the college? You should warn me a few words.

Immediately, his complexion became a little ugly.

As if he could see what Xiao Cheng was thinking, Huo De said.

"Xiao Cheng, don't think too much, the dean may want to cooperate with you, it's almost a meaning."

Hearing what he said, Xiao Cheng finally realized that the old man really wanted to cooperate with him, but what is cooperation?

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, it turned out that he wanted to cooperate with the pastry.

Then he pondered for a while, then nodded at Hodder and said.

"I'll be there later"

Huo De nodded and left. He still had to teach the students.

After a while, Xiao Cheng came to the office of Dean Hugan in the office building.

At this time, Hu Gan was looking at him with a smile, as if he was treating a junior with amiability.

Seeing this, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, always feeling that the old man seemed to be plotting against him.

The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere and asked.

"I don't know why Dean Hugan asked me to come here?"

Hearing Xiao Cheng's question, Hu Gan smiled at him and said.

"I wonder if Xiao Cheng has a master?"

No, why did you ask him if he had a master?
Logically speaking, shouldn't you directly ask about the pastry?Why don't you play the cards according to the routine, old man.

However, his reaction speed was not slow, and he reacted instantly and said.

"My teacher has been wandering around the Dou Qi Continent all this time, so I can't see him basically, alas, I haven't seen him for a long time, old man."

As he said that, he also pretended to miss him, his acting skills almost caught up with Oscar winners.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng didn't look like a fake, he was also puzzled.

"It seems that this Xiao Cheng really has a master behind him, but I don't know the origin of his master."

After thinking about it, he asked with a smile.

"Then you don't know what your cultivation is"

Xiao Cheng smiled and said casually.

"I'm just a one-star Dou Ling right now, and I can't get on the stage."

This sentence can be said to have greatly improved his status invisibly.

The corner of Hugan's mouth twitched slightly at this moment, and he was a little speechless in his heart.

"You can be called a mere one-star fighting spirit, and you can't get on the stage, so what kind of cultivation do you need to be on the stage?"

However, he also really admired Xiao Cheng's master, who could teach such a talented apprentice, he must be a good master.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he asked.

"How many kinds of pastries do you have?"

Hearing Hu Gan ask him about the types of pastries in his shop, this made him a little bit difficult. He couldn't say that there were hundreds or thousands of pastries, that's unrealistic.

Although there are only twelve or three types now, but if they are not complete, the store will develop and expand in the future. At that time, there must be at least a hundred kinds of pastries.

But now there are only so many, so he thinks it's better to tell the truth.

"Currently there are only twelve or three types, not too many"

His understated tone made Hu Gan gasp.

Twelve or three kinds is not too many.

He calmed down his emotions before asking.

"Then, can our Canaan Academy cooperate with you? You provide us with pastries and sell them to students at a discounted price. How about I decide to let you go to the Douji Pavilion to choose two fighting skills?"

The condition proposed by Hu Gan moved him a little bit.

Although he now has the Thunderbolt Jue and the body training technique to temper his body, but he doesn't have some body skills and defensive fighting skills.

Once in trouble, it is very disadvantageous.

If one can choose a physical fighting skill and a defensive fighting skill in the fighting skill pavilion of the Canaan Academy, then basically there is no need to worry about being unable to defend against a strong enemy.

"Yes, yes, but the maximum discount is [-]%. If there is more, I can't help it."

Tiger Gan smiled.

"Deal, no problem"

Then the two discussed the details based on the matter, and then wrote two agreements, which were regarded as evidence of cooperation.

Both parties press their own fingerprints, sign, and keep a copy for each person as a certificate.

After discussing this matter with the dean of the outer courtyard, he also returned to the teaching building and continued to set up a stall.

As the saying goes, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, but the stalls cannot be stopped.

Stalling makes me happy.

Humming a little tune, he waited for the students who came to buy pastries.

At this time, an old man with a tattered body and an extremely dark face hurried over.

Seeing this, he was shocked.

I was also wondering in my heart.

"Let's go, who is this old man? Why does he look so familiar? Why does this old man feel like he fell into a chimney? He's so dark."

"you are?"

he asked suspiciously.

The old man scratched his head in embarrassment and said.

"Little friend Xiao Cheng, I am old man Huo."

"What, you are old man Huo, why did you look like this?"

Suddenly his voice raised an octave, and he couldn't believe it.

This is the old man Huo, who is almost a beggar.

However, this old man's ability to transform himself into what he is now is also a talent.

"I use cakes to make medicine, and then"

Immediately, the old man told Xiao Cheng all about how he used cakes to refine medicine and all kinds of death.

The more he listened to it, the more he felt that the old man was really daring, and to be honest, he was a bit arrogant.

If I really had to describe it in one sentence, it would be that this old man is so cute and silly.

However, does this old man have something to do with him at this time?
"are you looking for me?"

Seeing him asking, old man Huo said with an embarrassed smile.

"I want to take you as my teacher and learn how to make this pastry"

Xiao Cheng had a black line on his forehead, and he was speechless.

Now Ruyizhai already has a Gu He, if there is an old man Huo, then he will not survive,

There is a large collection of live treasures in the store.

But just when he was about to refuse, the system's notification sounded.

He knew that this must have triggered a new mission.

It's just that when he saw the new mission, he really wanted to curse.

Temporary task: Ask the host to find an apprentice at Canaan College, so that when the host leaves the Black Horn domain, there will be no one to help sell pastries.

Mission reward: unknown

Mission failed: Huo old man's favorability towards you -99999
Task time: three 10 minutes

He felt that the task was done properly, implying that the old man must be accepted as an apprentice.

He couldn't help cursing in his mind.

"Dead system, did you do it on purpose, #@#@#@#"

He greeted his relatives in the system thousands of times before he calmed down a bit.

But, he really didn't want to accept such an old man as his apprentice, wouldn't it be nice for him to find a beautiful woman as his apprentice, wouldn't he be seductive?

Even that girl Hu Jia can do it.

Alas~, I am suffering.

In the end, he had no choice but to agree to Old Man Huo and accept him as his apprentice.

This couldn't help but make the old man excited and danced like a child.

Seeing this, he was also smiling on the surface, but MMP in his heart.

At this time, the system's task rewards were also issued, but the moment he saw the task rewards, he roared in his mind.

"System, help me take care of my Seventh Uncle, I'll blow your lungs!!!"

(End of this chapter)