This old foodie is not honest at all.

Ye Qiutang is also a good person, so he turned around and handed all the things to Jushi Qian, "Uncle Qian, you put away the things and just give him something to eat every day. Although the old people can eat these things, it's not wrong to eat too much." OK."

At first, Qian Guan was a little dissatisfied with Ye Qiutang bringing so many snacks to the old man, but now that he heard this, he felt more at ease.

For the old man's health, he is more important than anyone else.

The old man is his benefactor, but also his family.

Daoist Qingxuan held his mouth, but didn't say anything.

He knew in his heart that dissatisfaction with old age was one thing, but good health was still very important.

Daoist Qingxuan touched the almost soft snacks from the Qianguan bag, smacked them, and looked at Ye Qiutang: "Tell me, why did you come to me this time?"

Ye Qiutang choked, this old foodie must be too smart.

Daoist Qingxuan glanced at him, and said again: "Don't say that you are here to see me."

"Of course not." Ye Qiutang rolled his eyes, he also wanted to save face, who would come to see this old foodie.

Sending food and supplements, it's just by the way, hum~!

He was so arrogant: "Can't I just travel up the mountain?"

As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to take some photos of tourists, "By the way, the scenery on your road is pretty good, but it's a bit old. When will it be renovated?"

Afterwards, the road up the mountain was repaired, so Uncle Qian could run this Taoist temple well and make it a small scenic spot, which is also very good.

Anyway, add some incense to the patriarchs in the temple!

Daoist Qingxuan stretched out his hand to cover his camera, "That's exactly what I meant. This Taoist temple hasn't been repaired for decades, and it's time for it to be rectified, so wait until I finish the renovation before taking pictures."

Ye Qiutang choked again.

He always felt that he couldn't get anything good from the old foodie.

He didn't care whether he took pictures or not. Didn't he agree to Feng Haixuan?

But the old foodie even said hello specially, he still put his phone back in his pocket, he has to respect others.

It's okay to take pictures later.

Ye Qiutang looked at Daoist Qingxuan, hesitant to speak.

He came here to ask the old foodie if he knew something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Daoist Qingxuan shook his head imperceptibly, "Little Qian, go ahead, I'll have a chat with Ye Xiaoyou."

Qian Guan nodded, and took away a bunch of snacks along the way, leaving nothing behind.

Apparently, he thought that the piece of snack that the old man stole just now was the old man's only ration today.

"Can we talk now?" Daoist Qingxuan looked at the snack bag in Qian Guan's hand with a slightly wronged look in his eyes.

Then he took out a piece of candy from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and said, "I know you have a lot of questions in your mind right now."

Ye Qiutang stared at Daoist Qingxuan's bright eyes that were beyond his age, "Do you know something?"

"What do you think I should know?"

Hey, this is Tai Chi.

Ye Qiutang was afraid that he might be wrong, so he didn't dare to expose the closet directly, so he asked tentatively, "Then when did you know me? It shouldn't be the last time I accompanied Xiaotian up here, right?"

Daoist Qingxuan looked up at the sky with clear eyes, "I'm getting old, it's been too long, I can't remember clearly, it seems like I was only a few years old at that time."

Like how old were you at that time?

Whose age is it?

Ye Qiutang automatically understood that he had seen old foodies when he was a few years old.

Doesn't this match up with what Dad said!

Ye Qiutang asked again: "According to theory, it will be almost 20 years. I was a little cute when I was young, but you don't have to remember me for so long after seeing each other!"

And now he is a good little cool boy, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't look like the milk doll when he was a child.

"Who said we've only met once before?" Qing Xuandao Elder God was there, "And how cute were you when you were young? Peed on me all over."

Ye Qiutang: "..."

It's normal to have no memory when I was a child, and it's normal to be unable to control the lower body at a certain age.

But he can be sure that from the beginning of his memory, he has never seen this old foodie.

Looking at the old foodie's attitude towards him, he didn't want to be a stranger at all.

Even if he has the same name as the old foodie brother's lover, it doesn't make sense, there are definitely a lot of things he doesn't know.

Daoist Qingxuan asked again: "Is this question very important? Acquaintance is fate, so why bother so much? You young people are always so persistent."

Ye Qiutang couldn't complain.

For one or two months in a row, extraordinary things happened to him one after another, a normal person has to worry, right?

And he felt that he was quite calm, and he was quite courageous enough to start an online relationship with the opposite side of the cabinet.

It's time to change to a less courageous person. I'm afraid he will directly ask monks and Taoists to drive out ghosts.

"I know I'll ask you, but you don't necessarily have to tell me." Ye Qiutang gave up on himself, "Then you just say it, what can you say, we don't engage in the practice of probing and probing."

Daoist Qingxuan snorted arrogantly, "I know a lot, but I won't tell you."

Ye Qiutang was almost laughed at by him, stepped forward and grabbed the old foodie's beard, gnashed his teeth and threatened: "If you don't say it, if you don't say it, if you don't say it, I'll pull out your beard. "

"Hey, let it go, let it go, let it go." Daoist Qingxuan reached out and grabbed Ye Qiutang's ear, "Why are you not old or young? I'm already old, and you still dare to pull my beard?"

Ye Qiutang was pulled so hard that he tilted his head, "Damn, foodies, I'm holding your beard, and I don't dare to use any strength. You're really pulling, let it go quickly."

Daoist Qingxuan held on but refused to let go, "What about your traditional virtues of respecting the old and loving the young? You let me go first, my beard is very precious."

"You let it go first."

"You let it go first, if you don't let it go, I won't let it go."

"I won't let you go, you let go first!"

.......

The old and the young were in a stalemate with each other, Qian Guan looked over from afar and couldn't help smiling.

This old Taoist priest looks serious and looks like a fairy, but inside he is an old urchin.

Shaking his head, he turned and left, let the old and the young make such a fuss and hurt each other.

Ye Qiutang's ears turned red, but he just didn't let go, "It's fine if you want me to let go first, but you have to tell me something."

What does this say?

"Tsk, there's really nothing I can do about you. I've told you, don't delve into it, the truth will come out one day." Daoist Qingxuan felt his brain hurt.

"Then you still have to tell me something." Ye Qiutang persevered and asked, "Otherwise, I always feel uneasy."

"Anyway, it's a good thing for you and your family." Daoist Qingxuan saw that he had lost two beards, and his heart ached.

The old foodie's way of speaking is the full level of Tai Chi.

He seems to have said something, but after thinking about it, it seems that he didn't say anything.

"Then I'll ask you to answer, and you can say what you can." Ye Qiutang changed his mind, "Is your road construction related to me?"

"Half and half." Daoist Qingxuan said honestly, "It's because of you, and it's not all because of you."

Ye Qiutang: "..."

After a pause, he continued to ask: "You say that my Red Luan star movement is a good match, is it true or not?"

"Really, it's more real than real gold, love in this world."

Love in the past?Why is he so unbelievable?

Although the fate between him and Feng Haixuan was a little weird, but at present, he just has a good impression of her, at most he can be regarded as a little liking.

Aren't those so-called love at first sight love at first sight?

The credibility is really not high.

Daoist Qingxuan added, "If you miss it in this life, you will never meet again."

When he said this, his tone was so serious that Ye Qiutang was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, as young people in the 21st century, few people really believe in this kind of traditional numerology and metaphysics. He thinks more young people believe in horoscopes or tarot cards.

Taking advantage of Ye Qiutang's stunned moment, Daoist Qingxuan saved his own beard by the way, "Oh, it hurts me to death, you little baby, it doesn't matter what you do."

Ye Qiutang was speechless, "Then you should let me go of your red ears first, don't my ears hurt? You are so old, and you don't know how to love children."

Daoist Qingxuan glanced at Ye Qiutang's ears, but let him go.

The two died down.

But Ye Qiutang still stared straight at the old foodie, "Then you say this is a good thing for me and my family, how can I do it?"

Daoist Qingxuan sighed, "Why don't you pay more attention to your Ye family's business? Maybe you can find some clues."

The Ye family's business?

Ye Qiutang was even more confused, how could this involve their company again?

Their Ye family has been making domestic cosmetics and daily cosmetics for generations. It is said that they have been doing it since the Qing Dynasty. At that time, it was only used by ladies in the palace.

Seriously, it is an old brand of domestic products through and through.

It's just that in the first ten years ago, under the pressure of various big European and American brands, the development was not booming.

But in recent years, with the renaissance of domestic products, their products themselves have done well, and their reputation has always been very good, so they have developed again.

All the products he uses in his inn are their products!

It's just that in his father's generation, his parents really love first, are romantic in their bones, and don't want to manage the family business at all.Therefore, their family business has always been managed by his uncle's family.

It's almost enough for their family to get dividends every year.

In his understanding, it seems that there is only so much.

There are countless clues, can't make sense, can't figure it out.

Ye Qiutang felt that his head was going bald.

The previous things have not been straightened out yet, and this is another thing involved.

"Okay." Daoist Qingxuan couldn't help interrupting Ye Qiutang when he saw that Ye Qiutang was about to get to the bottom of it, "I can't say any more, and you don't want me to be struck by lightning at my age."

Ye Qiutang was speechless.

If you don't say it, don't say it, anyway, he will check it slowly by himself.

For the time being, I believe what this old foodie said, and I believe that none of this is a bad thing. As long as it is not a bad thing, there will always be a day to find out.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

When Ye Qiutang met the 5-year-old Xiao Qingxuan.

Ye Qiutang: So you are a foodie at such a young age.

Xiaoqing Xuanzha rolled his eyes wide: Who is this weird person?

Ye Qiutang: Call me brother, brother will give you sweets. !

A hundred years later.

Daoist Qingxuan: Call Grandpa, Grandpa will tell you a little secret.

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