Qingyi first changed into white clothes, after all, she still has to give people a clean and tidy image. Then she asked Xiao Er to move some kitchen utensils to what is said to be the most expensive room in the Star Picking Building.

Then she still asked Xiao Er to choose a dead flower and put it next to her.

After Qingyi prepared all the food in the room, he was ready to welcome the guests. For this meal, she planned to ask for eight hundred taels of silver.

"Little Er, what did you say? This meal, eight hundred miles? Don't you think that we are from the capital and are easy to bully, and you don't open your dog's eyes to see who this son is? The door creaked open.

I saw a man wearing a snow-white straight-lined robe walk in, the drape of the clothes was very good, and the waist was tied with a wide belt of moon white auspicious cloud patterns, and only a piece of ink jade with excellent jade quality was hung on it, and the shape seemed rough but simple and depressing. The black hair was tied with a silver ribbon at will, without a crown or hairpin, and a few strands of hair on the forehead were scattered by the wind, intertwined with the silver ribbon and flying, looking quite light.

Xiao Er smiled very flatteringly, and before the young man could sit down, he hurriedly wiped the stool with the rag on his shoulder, but the young man still frowned, pinched his nose with his hand, and asked his entourage to wipe it again three times with a brocade before sitting down.

"Little Er, go and call your shopkeeper to come." The young man shook the paper fan and commanded Xiao Er, and suddenly turned around and found that there was still someone in the room, and he was stunned for a moment, and a puzzled face appeared on his face.

"Why is this girl in my son's room?"

Qingyi pulled up the broken hair in her ears and smiled slightly, "Childe, the little girl is the cook of your meal." “

Mo Ran paused, "Cook, you are the cook of this son, but this son has never seen you?" ”

Just when Qingyi was about to reply to the rich man's words, the shopkeeper came in.

"Mo Gongzi, this is a new chef in the shop, but it is only for you, but this lunch is different from other places where you eat, and I hope that Mo Gongzi can retreat and not leak."

Mo Ran smiled, he was so big, he had never seen such a strange meal, but his curiosity was very heavy, "Is it really so wonderful, if it doesn't meet the expectations of this son, then this son will be mad." '

Qingyi broke out in a cold sweat when she heard this, how could this man see that he was so good-looking, and the words he said were so poisonous, but an ink word in the shopkeeper's mouth made her suddenly in a trance.

Bei Mingmo, aren't you going to show up? Or give me a house, and you will never see me again, are you lying to me?

The shopkeeper hurriedly expressed his merit in front of the ink dye, saying that he would definitely make the ink dye eat to the fullest and it was worth the money.

Mo Ran thought that there was no threat in this house anyway, so he let his entourage retreat, and now there were only Mo Ran and Qingyi and the shopkeeper left.

The shopkeeper stood beside Mo Ran, whispered in his ear, and heard Mo Ran suspicious for a while, this is really so magical, could it be a charlatan?

After listening to the shopkeeper's introduction, Mo Ran stared at Qingyi meaningfully, just the square little girl in front of her, how could she have such a ability?

He did not believe.

Mo Ran squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "This girl, you said that your water and the dishes you cooked have the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but is there such a thing?" You must know that if you dare to deceive your son, you will have no good fruit to eat. ’

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