Lin's young uncle [Red Mansion]

Those who came were a group of monks, a monk with a scarlet head, and a lame Taoist priest.

Although Lin Yu has only watched the TV series "Dream of Red Mansions", he has a good impression of these two people.

These two people can be regarded as fantasy characters in the Dream of Red Mansions, interspersed from the beginning to the end, and played a role in promoting the entire Red Mansion.

In Lin Yu's view, the timing of the two's appearance was too coincidental, as if someone had instructed them behind the scenes.

When they first met, Lin Yu became wary of the scarlet monk and the lame Taoist.

Wait a minute, benefactor The lame Taoist stepped forward and blocked Lin Yu's way.

"I don't know what's the matter?" Lin Yu asked, he wanted to know what the two were planning when they appeared in front of him.

"The impoverished Taoist has a predestined relationship with the benefactor. Today I have something to give to you. Is the young master the son-in-law of the Lin family." Although the lame Taoist asked in an affirmative tone.

#Tao Chang is so powerful, I admire you so much#

According to the routine, Lin Yu should have reacted like this, but he didn't play the cards according to the routine.

There are many people who know that he is the foster husband of the Lin family, so there is no need to say it in such an unfathomable tone.

"Forgive the poor monk for offending me, but there will be blood on the face of the benefactor." The lame Taoist said.

#flicker then flicker#

Lin Yu did not interrupt, but nodded seriously, quite cooperative.

"Yin and yang restrain each other." The lame Taoist continued, with a serious expression on his face.

Lin Yu asked, "What does the Taoist priest mean?"

"If the benefactor wants to survive, he must stay away from the Lin Mansion and cut off the evil fate of the world." The lame Taoist said humanely.

"Master Dao, does this mean that I don't get along with my wife?" Lin Yu asked.

"It can be understood in this way." The lame Taoist nodded.

Lin Yu frowned, "I can't, I asked someone to calculate it before, and the horoscope is very suitable."

"The world is reincarnated, and everything changes." The lame Taoist said this very philosophical sentence.

Lin Yu smiled at the lame Taoist, "If I don't stay away from Lin's mansion, what should I do?"

The lame Taoist said with a straight face, "The family is ruined."

These four words were vicious enough to curse the entire Lin family at once.

"How to resolve it?" Lin Yu acted in panic.

"Let's become a monk with the poor way." The lame Taoist said, as if I wanted to enlighten you.

Lin Yu took a step forward and came to the lame Taoist, "Coincidentally, I don't believe in fate."

"The benefactor doesn't think about himself or the benefactor?" said the scarlet monk beside him.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yu asked.

"The female benefactor is born with a shortage. If the benefactor insists on not going, I am afraid that her illness will not be cured for the rest of her life." This is referring to Daiyu.

Lin Yu smiled, it seemed that he and these two people were not in the same red building, Xiao Kuibao's body is great now.

"I don't know if the eminent monk knows that nonsense will also be beaten." Lin Yu said something.

"What the poor monk said is true, if the donor doesn't believe it..."

"I don't believe it." Before the scarlet monk finished speaking, Lin Yu put down his words.

"I don't want to hear such rumors for the second time." Lin Yu became serious, "If I hear them elsewhere, I will let you two know why the flowers are so red."

When he said this, Lin Yu directly raised the lame Taoist with one hand.

The lame Taoist immediately changed his face.

Lin Yu looked coldly at the monk with a scarlet head, and the monk with a scarlet head turned his head, unable to see or see anything.

"Pindao knows, benefactor, put me down." The lame Taoist said.

As soon as Lin Yu let go, the lame Taoist fell a somersault.

"Remember what you said just now, the two of you will walk slowly." Lin Yu looked at the two of them coldly.

The lame Taoist stood up and walked away without saying a word.

Don't blame Lin Yu for his bad attitude towards the two.

Firstly, these two people did not have any good ideas, and secondly, if the two of them said something in front of Lin Ruhai, Lin Yu's peaceful life would be completely over.

Just now when the scarlet head monk mentioned Daiyu, Lin Yu felt a little uncomfortable. A crying bag is a crying bag, not Sister Lin in the Dream of Red Mansions.

Lin Yu held his hand lightly, and secretly made up his mind that with himself, Bao Rong would be spoiled for the rest of his life, and whoever dares to come over to be a monster, don't blame him for killing gods and Buddhas.

At the alley around the corner, the lame Taoist finally caught up with the skinny monk.

This dishonest person walks faster than he flies.

The crippled Taoist and the monk with the scarlet head were not to be dealt with at first, if they had not had the same purpose, they would not have been together.

Bald donkey, what should we do next. The lame Taoist asked, and the appearance of Lin Yu made things quite difficult.

The two of them expected a change in fate, but they didn't expect it to change so much that even Fairy Crimson Pearl had a butterfly effect.

The scarlet-headed monk gave the lame Taoist a white look, "You are an old man, what else can you do, change the place."

Lin's family can't do it, there are Jia's and Wang's.

"Let's forget it like that?" Threatened by Lin Yu, the lame Taoist felt unhappy.

"Karma retribution, we will look at it in the future." The monk with a scarlet head said.

To put it bluntly, the monk with a scarlet head saw that Lin Yu was not a good stubble, and wanted to use other people's hands to deal with it.

The scarlet-headed monk and the lame Taoist showed their faces like passers-by, and left Yangzhou for Bianjing, the capital of the Southern Dynasties.

Lin Yu was busy, and the two were not acting as monsters, so they forgot about it.

After more than three months in this way, Lin Yu made another 1 taels of silver in the paternity test business during this period, so it stopped there.

According to the previous agreement, Chen Aman handed over the bodyguard bureau to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu didn t make any changes, and the facade didn t change, just let Chen Aman not relax the practice of the brothers in the escort agency, the most important thing was the legs and feet, to train the speed of the escort.

Chen Aman really couldn t guess what medicine Lin Yu sold in this gourd.

It has been agreed before that within five years, as long as no matter of loyalty is involved, Lin Yu will be obeyed, and Chen Aman will naturally not break his promise.

Things have been arranged for old man Lu, and the restaurant at Xikou has been repaired. Lin Yu gave the restaurant a vulgar name, "Spicy Restaurant".

From the name, you can tell what route Lin Yu Restaurant is taking.

Dongqing is indeed a good at growing peppers. The pepper seeds that Lin Yu gave him three months ago have grown into red peppers.

This crop of holly is the first time I have seen it.

Without calling outsiders, Lin Yu and Dongqing harvested the peppers.

When Dongqing picked the peppers, Sha squinted her eyes. Before Lin Yu could speak, Dongqing rubbed it with her hands.

Tears welled up.

"Don't rub it, follow me." Lin Yu hurriedly said to Dongqing.

This is really hot eyes.

After rushing with cold water, the stinging pain disappeared. One of Dongqing's eyes was red, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Young master, what kind of crop is this?" Holly asked.

"Do you like spicy food, Dongqing?" Lin Yu asked.

People in Southern Dynasties like spicy food, and Dongqing is no exception, "I like it."

When she was in the mountains, Dongqing liked to eat fish stewed with pepper.

"This crop is called pepper. I will show you my hands in a while." Lin Yu said, he may not be spicy for a long time.

Lin Yu, who lived alone before crossing, cooked well.

After all, Lin Yu went to the kitchen.

Dongqing hurried forward, "Young Master, how can you cook?"

Since ancient times, men have never been in the kitchen.

Lin Yu smiled, "Master, I am still Tong Yangfu, so why not cook."

Hearing what Lin Yu said, Dongqing suddenly wet his eyes, this time it was not spicy.

How his son bears the humiliation!

His young master is so brave!

Lin Yu knocked on Dongqing's head, and saw through Dongqing's mind at a glance, "Master, I'm not that great."

To put it bluntly, Tong Yangfu's identity was not chosen by him, it was given by God, but because of Daiyu, Lin Yu didn't mind his identity.

A door-to-door son-in-law is a shame for a man, but whoever is called Lin Yu is also surnamed Lin, and Daiyu is so cute crying.

Lin Yu thought, waiting for him to achieve a career, his childhood sweetheart wife, and a wealthy life, he would be considered a winner in life.

Not talking nonsense, Lin Yu cooked two dishes for Dongqing with chili.

Dongqing promises that he has never eaten so deliciously since he was a child.

Afraid that the food would not be enough, Dongqing didn't dare to let go of her stomach to eat, so she ate a little food and a big mouthful of rice.

Lin Yu looked at it and smiled, and put down his chopsticks, "It's getting late, so I won't eat with Dongqing today."

It felt like Holly's eyes lit up, and she was looking at vegetables from the corner of her eyes.

Lin Yu smiled even more intensely. It seems that his spicy restaurant business is no longer worrying, not even Dongqing has become a foodie.

Chili is now Lin Yu's secret weapon. In order to prevent rumors, Lin Yu's spicy restaurant only needs to use shabu-shabu.

Upstairs is the hot pot, and downstairs is the common people's Malatang.

A few days before the opening, Lin Yu asked his "original media" to start publicity. The so-called original media are the big mouths of the teahouse.

Now those big mouths in the teahouse have been hired full-time by Lin Yu.

If you don't say that 360 lines are the top picks, good gossip is also a profession!

After preparing for so long, it finally came to the first day of trial operation.

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You fatten me up, I will have a little emotion