Master is a meow

Shen Zhehan has always felt that there must be a reason for everything to be so stingy, so he has always been curious about the reason why the stingy boss is so stingy.

I asked a few people casually, and they all joked that it was natural for the boss to be stingy.

This morning, when he happened to meet an old man with gray hair in the town who walked as if he was about to fall at any moment, Shen Zhehan hurried up to help him.

I also understand that the people here are simple and honest. If it was changed to modern times, not to mention that they haven't fallen yet, even if they fall, they might not dare to help them casually.

The old man who was about to lose all his teeth smiled and patted Shen Zhehan's hand, squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully for a while, then repeatedly praised him as a good guy.

When the man was sent home, the old man dragged him into the house to drink water, and chattered with him at the same time.

Hearing his ramblings, Shen Zhehan was not impatient while holding the bowl of water, instead he answered twice from time to time.

When his grandfather was still there, he also liked to drag him and chatter, so he was always more patient and tolerant towards the old man.

After listening to him talk for a long time, Shen Zhehan thought of his age, so he couldn't help asking about the miserly boss.

Unexpectedly, the old man really knew, so he opened his mouth and said slowly.

So Shen Zhehan knew that the stingy boss was surnamed Li. He ran out with his wife and children from a famine town in the north, and his wife was starved to death on the way because he didn't have enough to eat.Finally, I took my son to Meichun Town, and it seemed that I could settle down, but my son suddenly fell ill, and died because there was no money to treat him.

Hearing this, Shen Zhehan already understood a little bit.

In fact, sometimes Shen Zhehan still can't stand the stingy boss's stingy temper. After all, apart from other things, the purpose of buying ingredients is to make the store's business better and make him more money, but he just can't make sense.

Because of this, Shen Zhehan would occasionally lean over deliberately when he was counting the money, to see how he was busy protecting the cash box.

However, now that he knew the reason, Shen Zhehan decided to let him count the money quietly by himself in the future, so as not to spoil his fun of counting money.

Shen Zhehan likes to cook, but he doesn't like to do things like dry cleaning dishes and cleaning tables, and the boss didn't let him do these things since his cooking skills can bring more people to the shop.

Seeing today that he would take the initiative to wipe the tables and chairs as soon as he arrived in the store, Boss Xi thought it was a bit strange.

After seeing him sweeping the floor, Boss Xi looked at him suspiciously and said, "Don't you want me to buy meat again?"

"Will you?" Shen Zhehan raised his head and asked.

"Of course not!" Boss Xi shook his head decisively.

Shen Zhehan glanced at him with an expression of "Then what did you say?", swept the lobby clean, opened the curtain and went to the back.

"Why is there something wrong with this kid today?" The miserly boss said to himself, shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, walked to the counter and sat down, sweeping the wine shelf behind with a feather duster.

After going to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for today, Shen Zhehan touched the wild fruits picked from the mountain two days ago and sat down on the big rocks in the yard.

Speaking of which, the wild vegetables, wild fruits, mushrooms, fungus, and pepper leaves that I carried back last time are almost gone, and he himself wants to eat fish again, so he wants to go up the mountain again.

Biting the fruit, two days later, when he recalled the scene of that day, Shen Zhehan was no longer so afraid.

"Actually, that 'man' looks pretty good, and I haven't done anything wrong, so there's nothing to be afraid of if I see him again!"

Whispering in his mouth, and thinking that he had never heard rumors of ghosts in the mountain from anyone, Shen Zhehan had already decided to go up the mountain again tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Today's business was as good as ever, and a person who came from nowhere brought his own ingredients and a tael of silver to let Shen Zhehan cook two dishes.

Because he said it was for taking home to eat and not for drinking, Shen Zhehan made him a snowflake chicken and a braised lion's head.

When the two dishes were ready, the aroma wafted to the street, so fragrant that many people who were eating at home couldn't help but come out with their bowls.

Everyone outside is like this, let alone other customers who saw the two dishes brought out by the boss in the store.

The people who came to buy vegetables were satisfied with the smell, pointed to the beautiful dish shaped like clouds and stacked like snow, asked the name, left the money, and looked at the envious eyes of other people in the store He took the food and left with dignity.

After he left, someone in the store couldn't help but say that he wanted to save a tael of silver and order two dishes here one day.

The others heard the words, recalled the scent just now, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that all the dishes were delivered to the kitchen was clean, it was the best compliment for a cook, and after hearing what the miserly boss told him about the outside guests, Shen Zhehan was so happy that he washed the dishes in the basin.

When the sun was setting, the people in the store were gradually leaving. Shen Zhehan came out from behind, pulled a bamboo recliner in the corner and lay down on it, half-closed his eyes and looked leisurely.

But after glancing at him, the miserly boss continued to bow his head and repeat what he must do every day - counting money.

The two were lying down and the other was standing. Except for the sound of metal clashing, the lobby was very quiet.

While counting, there seemed to be a white shadow at the door, and the boss didn't bother to look up, and reminded directly, "Xiao Shen, there are guests."

Hearing this, Shen Zhehan sat up abruptly, and was startled when he looked towards the door.

The person standing at the door was dressed in white, with a handsome face and a bit of indifference. Wasn't that a fairy-like figure he had seen on the mountain that day?

In the morning, he only thought about going to the mountain the next day, but he showed up in the afternoon. Shen Zhehan was so surprised that he couldn't react for a while.

Xu felt that it was too quiet, so Boss Xi looked up and saw Shen Zhehan sitting there blankly.

"What are you talking about..." Seeing the person at the door, Boss Xi's somewhat high-pitched voice was cut off immediately.

Could it be that the immortal descended to earth?

The miserly boss thought blankly, then unconsciously walked out of the counter and greeted him.

"This... What are your orders?" After hesitating for a while, he didn't know how to address it, and the miserly boss simply omitted it.

The man in white glanced at him without meaning, then stepped into the shop and walked towards the boy who was sitting blankly.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in the lobby, and seeing his shadow on the ground, Shen Zhehan, who came back to his senses, was at least not afraid anymore.

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Zhehan asked.

The man in white looked at him deeply for a while, and finished half of what he said last time, "Do you want to live forever?"

"Ah?" Shen Zhehan was startled again.

Seeing his reaction, the expression on the face of the white-clothed man remained unchanged, but after recalling that last time the white-bearded Jindan Qi said this sentence, the person in front of him immediately prostrated himself on the ground and called him his teacher , but there was a barely perceptible flicker in those eyes as black as the sky.

Why did he just say "ah" and stop talking?

On the other hand, the Boss Xi who was next to him felt that the visitor was like a fairy, and when he heard his six words, he was pleasantly surprised.

I didn't expect to meet a fairy in my lifetime!

Boss Xi thought about it, and seeing that this kid Shen Zhehan turned out to be destined for immortality, he immediately felt that he had a good eye for keeping him in the first place.

When he saw that he was still dumbfounded, the miserly boss immediately reminded him with a bit of resentment: "The Immortal is going to take you as a disciple, why don't you hurry up and say yes!"

"Are you kidding me?" Shen Zhehan blinked and looked at the humanity in front of him.

I thought he was just joking, but Boss Xi really believes that there are immortals in this world!

"No!" After the man in white finished speaking, a scene of a young Nascent Soul touching the child's head flashed in his mind, and then put his hand on his head, "You are destined to be with me, may you follow me to cultivate?" Practicing Immortals to pursue the Dao of Longevity?"

Shen Zhehan actually wanted to say "you're kidding me", but when he saw the serious expression of the person in front of him, and then saw the stingy boss who was desperately winking at him, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Is there really a so-called immortal cultivator here?

Seeing that he was still silent, the eyes of the man in white flickered again, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, he heard him say: "Are you a cultivator?"

"Yes!" The man in white thought for a while, and affirmed.

"Then you..." Shen Zhehan looked around, pulled out the stone placed on the corner of the counter and held it in front of him, "Let me see how you turn stone into gold."

The man in white glanced at him, then raised his hand and nodded.

But in the blink of an eye, the originally black stone turned into palm-sized gold in an instant.

What a change!

Holding it on the table and tapping it, Shen Zhehan began to believe that he was a cultivator.

As for the stingy boss, he stared at the piece of gold in Shen Zhehan's hand, and regretted why he didn't find a bigger stone for the cabinet.