16, the owner of Zuixian Tower 2

16, the owner of the Drunken Fairy Building (2)

"Your Excellency, what's delicious here?" Looking at the environment, I suddenly became a little curious.

"Yes, last time we came here, cough... that taste is really unforgettable!" Yan Xu closed his eyes exaggeratedly, as if he was still remembering.

"Is it so exaggerated as you said?" Lin Ruoyu smiled and hit Yan Xu. Fortunately, she understood his temperament.

"You can read the recipe by yourself..." Wen Jian hugged Lin Ruoshi and prepared to talk to her.

Xiao Bai looked for the recipe, but was shocked... This... This... It's just like a modern version of IPAD! Isn't it awesome? The lively dishes seem to be still steaming... She is more and more curious about the owner behind the drunken fairy tower. What kind of person is he?

Everyone was attracted by this recipe, but Xiaobai wanted to sneak out of the room to have a look.

She just got up, but Lin Zhen also stood up.

Thinking of what he said, she had already paid attention to every sentence. Can such a person warm your heart all the time? Xiaobai took his hand. When he went to the corridor outside, he said playfully next to his ear, "Lin Zhen, when these things are over, we will get married." After saying that, she deliberately secretly licked his lovely earlobe with her tongue. Well... the main reason is that it looks really cute.

"You...I..." Lin Zhen blushed like a ripe shrimp, but he couldn't speak for a long time. He was looked at by Yang Xiaobai's strange smile and soon lowered his head to count the ants on the ground.

"Little doll, Xiao Zhen..." This... This... sudden sound actually belongs to children's rice. Xiaobai turned around in surprise - Tongfan, dressed like a Santa Claus again. It seems that his clothes are either red or white.

"Grandpa Tong... Why are you here?" Lin Zhen was also shocked. If anyone else in the world deserves his concern besides Yang Xiaobai, then it is the Santa Claus in front of him.

"Ha ha, aren't you looking for me?" Tongfan smiled happily.

Ah? Grandpa Tong, are you the general manager here? Xiaobai was shocked... How could this be possible?

"Bah... How can I be a general manager? I'm the big boss here, Tongfan, who can't change his name or change his surname. Santa's expression is completely unlike Santa's.

"Ah?" I don't believe it, except for her, there is also Lin Zhen. Why is the boss of Zuixianlou more than a lot of money? How can it be like this? How could it be? Is he really born as Santa Claus?

"You two, come with me." Tongfan turned around and left by himself.

"Wait a minute, what about our friends?" Xiaobai can't figure it out.

"Don't worry, someone will serve them and inform them." Tong Fanfan smiled again, and his laughter seemed to always be so cheerful. Lin Zhen and Xiaobai looked at each other, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Tongfan's footsteps kept going up the steps, but when he was about to enter the seventh floor, a door appeared. He didn't know what the mechanism was, but he just reached out and pressed it a few times, and the door opened. Continue to pick up the stairs: the eighth and ninth floors, finally stopped.

"Come in." Tongfan opened the door and walked in by himself. The world behind this door... Ah, what a modern product. This, this, Yang Xiaobai traveled through time again, right? This is simply as shocking as seeing the house where Yan Xu and Lin Ruoyu lived in the death desert.

"Come in quickly. If you have any questions, come in and talk about it." Tongfan is still the same, sitting on the long leather sofa with a smile. Yes, it seems to be leather, and it is super big and luxurious. Such a sofa is estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands of yuan in modern times, right? Well... At that time, her life was also relatively poor and she didn't know how to do it. Maybe it was not only hundreds of thousands?

"Grandpa Tong, what the hell is going on?" Xiaobai found a short sofa next to the children's meal and sat down. Even so, the distance between the two was far away. Lin Zhen still sat next to her as usual. Lin Zhen also looked at Tongfan with anticipation and observed the environment here.

"Little doll, Xiao Zhen, you two have been abandoned for practice recently," Tong Fanfan did not answer their questions, but began to care about their cultivation progress.

"Grandpa Tong, don't be a key." Xiaobai is very depressed. It's really easy for them to be their master.

"Don't worry! Well, I know you're hungry, too. Let's go to the kitchen for dinner first. Tongfan stood up again and walked to a hall next to him. Xiaobai found that this hall was indeed a place to eat. This long table and the candlestick on this table - how many people would have to sit on this table? Moreover, this candlestick is so much. Is it usually used for candlelight dinner?

"Ah?" In the blink of an eye, the table was full of all kinds of dishes: fragrant and steaming. There is also roast chicken and Beijing roast duck? Ah, what is that? For hungry people, the ** power of food is not great. Xiaobai has forgotten what he just cared about, and all his attention is on food.

"What are you still doing? Sit down and eat." Tongfan sat down by himself, spread a square white napkin on his leg, and began to eat very gently. However, he uses chopsticks.

"Can this... be eaten?" Xiaobai was stunned. I feel that these foods are not real.

"Of course it can be eaten. It's delicious..." Tongfan even deliberately slammed his mouth, as if it shows how good the taste is.

The two hungry people, regardless of three or seven or twenty-one, directly found a seat to sit down, and completely ignored the image.

So, a sharp contrast was formed on the table. On one hand, an elegant Santa Claus was eating slowly, and on the other hand, two young people were devouring.

"Grandpa Tong, where did you get this food? I remember that this is something I have in my hometown..." Yang Xiaobai was the only one who was eating and asking questions vaguely.

Is that right? Eat more." The children's rice is just smiling.

"Grandpa Tong, aren't you hungry?" He found that the full table of dishes basically entered their stomachs, leaving only two plates. Yang Xiaobai stopped and looked at the children's rice very strangely. After all, he was the one who proposed to eat, but he actually ate so little.

(Sorry, it's been a long time, my hand has hurt so much these two days.)