"Uncle Nine!"
"Uncle Nine is back!"
"Uncle Jiu, have you eaten?"
"Hello, Uncle Nine!"
As soon as the carriage entered Renjia Town, the people in front saw Uncle Jiu sitting in the carriage and immediately surrounded him.
This lively scene is not too different from the deserted Jiuquan Town.
Even Uncle Nine couldn't help but feel emotional at this moment.
He nodded in response to everyone's greetings one by one, but unexpectedly more and more people came to greet him, and he was blocked there for a while.
When he came out again, his clothes were in disarray and his yellow Taoist robe had been touched into nothingness.
Uncle Jiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. The folks in the village were so warm and welcoming!
At this time, a middle-aged man was standing there quietly, and when no one was around, he rushed over.
"Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu, Master Ren has already reserved a seat and is waiting for you to come."
"So anxious?"
Uncle Jiu was a little surprised, but considering that he had been away for almost two months, it was not difficult for him to understand Mr. Ren's anxiety.
So he nodded, turned his head, reached out and pulled Russell, who was looking around and pretending to see nothing.
He lowered his head and said, "Little boy, you are usually naughty and playful. Have you ever tasted this foreign tea?"
"No!"
Russell shook his head firmly.
"hiss!"
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking embarrassed. He was in a very awkward situation. If he didn't know how to drink foreign tea, wouldn't he lose face
Should I take Wencai with me and let him take the blame for me
Just when Uncle Jiu was hesitating, Russell had a mysterious look on his face and was grinning, which was seen directly by Uncle Jiu.
He immediately realized that he had been fooled by this brat again!
"Little bastard!"
Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and Russell chuckled and waved his hands, looking very innocent, "Master, I swear, I have never drunk foreign tea in my life."
Such a solemn promise made Uncle Jiu feel a little suspicious. Did he really wrongly accuse him
"Master, don't worry, you don't have to drink foreign tea when you go to a Western restaurant!"
Russell's eyes were a little smug, as if he had already secured victory.
Uncle Jiu couldn't help but be stunned. This brat probably wouldn't betray his master.
Led by the middle-aged man, the two came to a tall and luxuriously decorated place in the middle of the town.
This place is where the rich people in the town go to do business, where wealthy people come, and where the poor people envy.
"Gentlemen, do you have a reservation?"
"Master Ren's guest."
"plz follow me."
Uncle Jiu was completely confused by this conversation and became very reserved.
What? To drink foreign tea, you have to book a table in advance.
Before he understood what was going on, he followed them in bewilderedly. The decoration of this cafe was extremely luxurious, so he walked very carefully and didn't know where to put his hands.
He went straight up to the second floor and came directly to Mr. Ren's desk.
This is the second time that everyone has met, or the third time.
But Master Ren himself didn't know this. After all, he was still cursing that wicked and fraudulent Feng Shui master who had cheated his family of several jars.
Hahaha!
"Hello, Uncle Nine!"
Mr. Ren stood up. Although he wanted to ask for something, he was only polite.
Uncle Jiu nodded, then followed Russell and sat opposite Master Ren.
"Let's order something to eat first, and then we can talk while we eat!"
Master Ren handed the menu to Uncle Jiu, and said, "The things in here are not commonly seen outside."
Looking at the scribbles on the menu, Uncle Jiu suddenly became much more reserved and embarrassed, unable to understand a single word.
It's even more weird than the talisman!
At this moment, he felt that the menu in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds and was extremely hot. He quietly raised his foot and gently touched Russell.
"Russell, do you want anything to eat?"
Russell smiled, took the menu, looked at it carefully, and shook his head.
"How can we be full with this? We came from Jiuquan Town, so we must have a good meal!"
He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, "Waiter, come here."
When Mr. Ren saw this scene, he just smiled, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
A bumpkin is a bumpkin. Do you really think this high-end cafe is for you to eat
Wow, this coffee is really sweet!
"I'm a little hungry. Ask the kitchen to prepare some delicious food. Please prepare it quickly. Don't make cakes or anything like that. Serve me some solid food."
We've walked such a long way and have been eating dry food all the time, so we have to get something better.
Hearing Russell's words, Mr. Ren's mouth corners kept rising, and he was waiting for the waiter to scold him.
Somehow, I felt particularly happy.
But something unexpected happened to Mr. Ren. The waiter bent down and said kindly, "Okay, sir, let's go and ask the kitchen to prepare it."
He didn't even speak any foreign language, but spoke in the authentic dialect, and his attitude was so respectful that it couldn't be overly harsh.
Mr. Ren almost spit out his coffee, his eyes widened, "You, you, you can cook in this coffee shop?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why can he do it?" Mr. Ren felt confused, and the coffee in his hand suddenly lost its fragrance.
The waiter also laughed, "It's definitely not possible for ordinary people, but the boss is here, so he must eat whatever he wants."
"puff!"
Mr. Ren was choked suddenly, and some of his coffee spilled onto his clothes.
He quickly lowered his head, not wanting Uncle Jiu to see his blushing face, "Uncle Jiu, I'm going to the bathroom."
Having said that, he left his seat, but his figure looked a little embarrassed.
After everyone left, Uncle Jiu could no longer suppress the shock in his heart.
Looking at Russell, who was sitting with his legs crossed and smiling without saying a word, Uncle Jiu's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Did you use an illusion just now?"
"No!"
"Then why do they call you boss?"
Uncle Jiu pointed hesitantly at the huge coffee shop, which was luxurious and upscale. He wondered how much money it cost.
And this is not just Dayang’s business, this is a high-end club.
"Master!"
Russell looked disappointed. "Although we have a mine at home, we can't just sit there and eat it all. We can't have petty bourgeois ideas. We need to do business so that we can have a steady income."
He leaned back and sighed sadly, "Alas, I just did a little business casually, and I didn't expect it to be successful."
"In fact, this coffee shop doesn't make any money. Master, you don't know that the business I have with the Li family in the provincial capital is so good. A few hundred dollars a month is just a drop in the bucket."
Russell sighed, as a time traveler who had also learned Taoist magic, he didn't even have any small goals to achieve in a month.
It's really embarrassing for time travelers!
When Mr. Ren, who had just returned, heard these remarks, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
I'm sorry I brought shame to business people!