The original gods were hunted down by them after death

Su Han looked serious, his palms trembled slightly, and his body shook unconsciously...

Just when Miss Yiguan thought he would faint, Su Han finally stabilized his figure.

Su Han took a deep breath, tears flowed out, and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve: "This dish..."

Walnut looked at him nervously.

Su Han: "The taste of this dish can only be described in one word: "absolutely"! "

"The indescribably delicious taste filled my mouth and bombarded my taste buds. It reminded me of my mother's taste."

The little girl Yiguan asked in disbelief: "Really, is it really so delicious?"

Could it be that Hall Master Hu has improved his cooking skills in private during this time?

Su Han stretched out his palm and patted the table vigorously: "It's really delicious. I strongly recommend that Mr. Zhongli and Ms. Wujiazhi also try it."

"It is absolutely delicious in the world. If you don't eat it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Zhong Li remained silent and did not waver.

Hu Tao nodded in satisfaction, as expected of this hall master's cooking, it was so delicious.

Little Sister Yiguan: "Who is Miss Impregnable?!"

Under Su Han's sincere expression, Miss Yiguan was finally moved by him, carefully picked up the chopsticks, and sent them to her mouth.

Walnut asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Miss Yiguan also shed tears: "It's delicious, very delicious, Mr. Zhongli should try it too."

Zhong Li: "No need, I'm not hungry right now."

Su Han called softly: "Master Hu..."

Hu Tao turned her pretty face, and as soon as she opened her mouth, he was caught off guard and stuffed a dish with chopsticks: "Huh? Ummmm——"

Zhongli: "..."

Hu Tao's pupils shrank suddenly, her tender tongue spit out slightly, and she passed out with a plop, unconscious.

The funeral home girl: "The hall master has passed out!"

Zhongli looked a little tired: "I didn't expect Master Hu to be so resistant to his cooking..."

Su Han: "Let's do something interesting while Master Hu is unconscious."

The little girl Yiguan looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want?"

Su Han grinned: "Feed that dish to Hall Master Hu, and give her a surprise."

Little Sister Yiguan: "??"

Hu Tao woke up suddenly, grabbed Su Han's neck and shook vigorously: "So vicious? My hall master is fighting with you!"

Su Han: "Hey, I... dark... dark sky..."

He struggled to find the black silk from his waist, ready to put it on the walnut head.

Hu Tao hurriedly let go and picked up the chopsticks to resist, but when Su Han touched it, the chopsticks instantly turned into a mustard baguette.

Su Han smiled grimly and stuffed the baguette into her mouth: "Die, my old enemy Hutao, taste the taste of mustard."

The beautiful eyes of the walnut plum petals were filled with tears, biting the mustard baguette, and when Su Han relaxed his vigilance, he smashed the baguette hard on Su Han's head as a weapon.

duang!

Su Han's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground with a thud, as if he had passed out.

Miss Yiguan whispered: "Mr. Su Han, you are really a wonderful person."

"I really want to know why the hall master became friends with him..."

Zhong Li took it for granted, but when he thought of the close relationship between that alcoholic poet and this Mr. Su Han, he couldn't help feeling a little headache again.

Just try not to get these guys together.

Chapter 120: The Game With Walnut

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Su Han was awakened by a hasty knock on the door.

Hu Tao: "Su Han, wake up, hurry up, and go find clients with the hall master."

Su Han took out the black silk and put it on his head, closed his eyes, covered his head and fell asleep.

Not long after, there were loud exclamations from outside, men and women: "It's not good, it's on fire, come and put out the fire."

Su Han woke up suddenly, put on his clothes, and hurriedly pushed the door out.

Then, I happened to meet Hu Tao with a playful expression. Beside Hu Tao, there was a little girl of honor and a strange man with a goatee.

Su Han: "..."

So, am I being lied to?

Hu Tao giggled and said, "My hall master already knows that you are awake. Let me introduce you. This is the funeral home of our Xiangsheng Hall, Lao Meng."

Lao Meng nodded embarrassingly: "Hi, it was the hall master who asked me to wake you up."

Miss Yiguan also tried to evade, "She said that if she called you like that, she wouldn't believe that you wouldn't get up."

Su Han was quite speechless: "You yelled very well, don't yell again next time."

Hu Tao patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, be energetic. You can see that Mr. Zhongli is more diligent than you, and he has already gone out for a walk with birds."

Su Han was expressionless: "I have been severely injured by Hall Master Hu both mentally and physically, and I need to recuperate."

Hu Tao has no shame: "Oh, don't say that, at worst, my hall master will cook a pot of chicken soup for you to nourish your body."

"Let's go, go out with the hall master to expand your business, and I will give you an advance payment for Mora when you come back at night."

With that said, Hu Tao walked out of the Pastoral Hall with her little hands behind her back.

Su Han regained his energy, and quickly chased after him: "Master Hu, I have a few potential customers here, what do you think of Tianquan Xingguang?"

"There are also the Fools Executive Officer [Madam], Executive Officer [Young Master], Abyss Apostle, Abyss Religion [His Royal Highness Prince]...the Queen of the Winter Kingdom..."

Hu Tao stopped in her tracks and looked Su Han up and down: "Su Han, do you... have any misunderstandings about our Xiangsheng Hall?"

Su Han tried to persuade: "Haven't you ever thought about setting up a one-stop service?"

Walnut: "Huh?"

Su Han: "I think it is very necessary for our Xiangshengtang to accept some assassination orders and kill those assassin organizations."

"Think about it, other killer organizations can only provide assassination services, right?"

walnut:"……"

Su Han: "But our Xiangsheng Hall is different."

"At the same time as the assassination, Xiangshengtang considerately provides you with funeral and cremation services afterwards, ensuring that you have no worries."

"Over time, the reputation of the Hall of Rebirth has resounded throughout the Seven Kingdoms, and it has become a bright light that guides others to move forward."

"Hmm..." Hu Tao pinched her small chin, as if she was seriously thinking about Su Han's proposal.

Little sister Yiguan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pushed Su Han hard: "It's the shadow that hangs over other people's hearts, right? Go, go, don't lead our hall master down."

Su Han: "Does your hall master still need me to bring it down?"

Lao Meng sighed: "Oh, why do I feel that this Mr. Su Han...is a little..."

Su Han's voice was crisp and cheerful: "I wanted to get along with you as normal people..."

Under the puzzled gazes of several people, Su Han proudly said: "Now I won't pretend, I have a showdown, my hall master is sick!"

Hu Tao took off his little leather shoes and kicked him on the waist with his little feet wrapped in white socks: "Bad guy, you are the only one who is sick."

"Don't use the voice of the hall master to say such shameful words, the hall master also wants to save face."

……

Walking on the path of Liyue Port with Hu Tao, biting the steamed stuffed bun, Su Han felt that the morning air was extraordinarily fresh.

Especially when he met the nobleman he met yesterday, he felt even better.

Hutao Meihua's beautiful eyes sparkled: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Maocai?"

Su Han couldn't help bowing his hands to him with joy: "My lord, it's considered that I met you, this is fate."

Then the two looked at each other and said in unison: "You know him too?"

Walnut: "He's my potential client."

Su Han: "He is my nobleman."

Mr. Maocai: "I am!"

In the past, he was most afraid of meeting Master Hu of Xiangshengtang, because Hu Tao liked to sell Xiangshengtang packages to people like him.

But now, what Lord Maocai dislikes the most is Su Han, who blackmailed him with 80 moras yesterday, and it just so happens that Yu Hengxing is in charge of him.

I'm really fucking unlucky in eight lifetimes, to be able to meet these two guys I least want to see at the same time.

Mr. Maocai spat on the ground, cursed inwardly for bad luck, then turned his head and left.

Su Han hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, don't rush away."

Hu Tao followed suit and said, "That's right, meeting is fate, we haven't said a few words yet."

Lord Maocai looked at them vigilantly: "I warn you, don't come here again."

"If you get any closer, I'll lie down on the ground and call for the Qianyan Army to come over and tell you that you beat people."

When Hu Tao heard about Qianyan Army, she frowned and stopped.

Su Han: "Hey, you know how to learn skills from barbarians to control barbarians, right? "

Lord Maocai: "Hmph, stay away from me."

Su Han: "Well, if you sign it, I will never trouble you again."

Su Han fumbled, took out a paper contract and inkpad from his waist, and handed it to Mr. Maocai.

The paper roughly read: The Mora gifted to Su San yesterday was purely voluntary and had nothing to do with anyone, and the process was legal and reasonable.

Su San can no longer use this as an excuse to ask for medical expenses from Mr. Maocai, otherwise Su San will accept legal punishment.