The villain brother is unreliable, I'm still striving for self-improvement

The sun is getting higher and the noon is past.

The number of people coming to the dining hall gradually decreased.

The business of the roast chicken stall is not so busy anymore.

Chu Ge handed over the stall to the brothers, and walked towards the dining hall with the morning bamboo basket.

"Third Junior Brother, watch the stall."

Bai Zimo stood up and silently followed Chu Ge.

Chu Ge looked at Bai Zimo amusedly, "Second senior brother, don't worry, the old man with the white beard speaks very well, and I should not be sent back to Tianjian Peak."

Bai Zimo's heart was exposed, his ears blushed slightly, his handsome face didn't show, and he opened his mouth with a poisonous tongue, "Who's worried about you? Hmph, I'm being sentimental. I just want to eat steamed buns."

Chu Ge's mouth twitched.

As long as you like it, I have no problem.

……

In the dining hall.

Desolate, desolate, miserable.

There are not as many people buying steamed buns as there are selling steamed buns.

Song Qingwei returned without success just now, and Fan Jian's face became even more gloomy.

Now, seeing that the culprit Chu Ge actually stepped into the dining hall, Fan Jian was even more angry.

However, to be able to sit in the position of the elder of the outer sect, Fan Jian is also a quick-witted person.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Fan Jian just stood there and looked at Chu Ge with a cold face.

He wanted to see what this little black bamboo pole was going to do.

Chu Ge carried the basket and walked towards Fan Jian calmly.

When she walked in front of Fan Jian, she showed a smiling face towards Fan Jian who stood in front of her with good manners, and then made a turn and walked directly behind Fan Jian.

Bai Zimo, who was following Chu Ge, ignored Fan Jian and passed him magnificently.

Fan Jian was numb.

This one, and both completely ignored him, a big living person.

Just when Fan Jian turned around and wanted to stop the two people,

"Little black girl, you are finally here."

A slightly vicissitudes of voice sounded.

Fan Jian, who originally wanted to get angry, immediately withered.

The majesty and imposing manner just now were gone, and the whole person walked out of the dining hall in despair like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

Chu Ge smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Master White Beard, I'm coming!"

I haven't figured out what to say in my stomach, but it doesn't prevent Chu Ge from laughing.

As the old saying goes, don't reach out and hit a smiling face.

"Nah, I keep your steamed buns for you!"

The old man with a white beard put a bamboo basket in front of Chu Ge.

The smile on Chu Ge's face collapsed in an instant.

┭┮﹏┭┮

I really want to cry.

What about swollen?

Her spirit stone!

"Isn't that your basket the one I gave you this morning?" The old man with the white beard had already spotted Chu Singer's bamboo basket with sharp eyes.

"You don't have to return the basket." The old man with the white beard waved his hand, "I'll give it to you."

Chu Ge swallowed hard, "That, that's good."

"Come on, how about trying my new flavor of steamed buns?" The old man with a white beard hurriedly took out a steamed bun from the bamboo basket and handed it to Chu Ge.

The steamed buns at noon today are different from the ones in the morning.

In the morning, it is white and fat, and at noon it is red and long.

Chu Ge became interested all of a sudden.

Speaking of which, this old man with a white beard is amazing enough. At first glance, this steamed bun can't smell anything, and you don't even know what it tastes like.

You only know what it tastes like when you put it in your mouth.

Chu Ge stretched out his paw involuntarily, and took the red steamed bun.

Bite down, a spicy taste with a little sour, sour with a little umami taste dances between the taste buds.

Chu Ge couldn't wait to take another bite, his face full of enjoyment.

Isn't this the taste of snail noodles?

It's so delicious.

Xiangde, Chu Ge's back quietly spread out a pair of transparent wings, leading her to spiral upward.

"Delicious, right?"

"good to eat."

"Then do you have the spirit stone?"

"No, no."

Bai Zimo's two words were like two slaps that directly brought Chu Ge back to reality.

No matter how delicious the steamed buns are, the price of steamed buns is sky-high. She is so poor now that she can't afford them!

::＞_＜::

Chu Ge reluctantly chewed the screw bun in his mouth a hundred and eighty times, and finally swallowed it.

"That, old man with a white beard..."

Chu Ge put the bamboo basket in his hand on the table, smiling a little ugly.

"Huh?" The white-bearded old man raised his eyebrows, a little curious about what kind of medicine this little black girl sold in her gourd.

"Well, we Xuanyang clan people don't lie to Xuanyang clan people!" Chu Ge considered his tone.

"Yeah." The white-bearded old man nodded, his eyes fixed on Chu Ge's embarrassed look.

Chu Ge gritted his teeth and went all out.

"Your steamed buns are too expensive. I'm too poor. I can't afford your steamed buns. I'll send you back the rest of the steamed buns. Don't deduct my spirit stone."

A long sentence, without a pause, in one go, all finished.

Chu Ge closed his eyes, waiting to be thrown back to Tianjian Peak by the old man with white beard.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

Chu Ge quietly opened his eyes a little.

The smiling face of the old man with the white beard came into view.

It appears the alarm has been lifted for the time being.

"Have you finished?" The corners of the white bearded old man's mouth curled up under his beard.

"It's over." Chu Ge stood up straight, with his hands on his legs, as if he was facing an instructor in college, standing in a military posture.

"He told you that my steamed buns are very expensive?" The old man with a white beard pointed his finger at Bai Zimo behind Chu Ge.

Chu Ge nodded quickly.

"You eat my steamed buns, but I won't take your spirit stone." The old man with white beard said slowly.

"what?"

Bai Zimo screamed out, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

The old man with the white beard glanced over, and Bai Zimo immediately shut up reflexively.

"Really?" Chu Ge couldn't believe it.

"Well, really." The old man with the white beard nodded.

Chu Ge immediately bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, with a new look and joy.

"I was too scared to eat."

"My master's apprentice is starving to death."

Chu Ge grabbed a steamed bun with one hand and started to eat it.

This stinky durian flavor, paired with the stinky snail powder flavor, is really unique!

It is smelly, fragrant and delicious.

The old man with the white beard looked at Chu Ge eating deliciously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

Good boy, eat more!

The more you eat, the better.

Chu Ge was indeed hungry.

Don't look at this small and thin body, he may have eaten it, and coupled with the busy roasting chicken stall, he will consume it faster.

After a while, under Bai Zimo's dumbfounded, Chu Ge finished spinning two baskets of steamed buns by himself.

"Are you full?"

The old man with the white beard handed Chu Ge a glass of water.

"Hi~~~ I'm full."

Chu Ge took a sip of water.

"It's fine if you're full, and be my apprentice."

what?

Puff~~~

Chu Ge sprayed water directly on the old man with white beard...