Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

As the property of the Duke's Mansion, Xinghua Building is naturally in excellent location. There are many shops around and pedestrians come and go. Yang Ling now regrets that he did not train the service staff, so he had to ask them to prepare for their own preparations.

When the sun was on the sky, the last breakfast stall on the street was also cleaned up. Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "Prepare to open."

Everyone took their place. The first one was to raise the extra-large Kongming lantern made overnight. There was a banner with "Apricot Flower Tower, good wine" hanging below. All the pedestrians on the street were immediately attracted by the extra-large Kongming lantern and stopped to watch.

Mr. Lu Xun once criticized this behavior, but in fact, people have the effect of blind obedience. In short, this thing seems to be an infectious disease. In a short while, a large number of unknown onlookers gathered at the entrance of Xinghua Tower. Fortunately, Yang Ling

I expected this situation in advance and asked Mr. Xiao to borrow a group of yamen runners from Shuntian Mansion at the price of two bottles of Wuliangye, which prevented various accidents. However, even so, the scene seemed very chaotic.

When Yang Ling saw that the time was almost right, he ordered the chefs to smile and brought out the golden egg fried rice that had been prepared in the morning. He tried this kind of thing for free, and was ready. The onlookers looked at the golden fried rice curiously, but

The aroma of fried rice constantly teases the taste of the onlookers. After the big pot of fried rice, a sign stood up saying "Golden Rice, free to taste". Yang Ling was a little proud, as if he had copied it smoothly recently, and the rhymes

This thing is used very skillfully.

At the foot of the emperor, the place where the best is, the proportion of onlookers who are educated is still very high. When you see that there are free things to take, the onlookers suddenly burst out with strong enthusiasm. The originally chaotic scene seemed even more chaotic. At this time, it was ancient jing.

It was time to perform. After countless fists and crowded baptisms, the scene finally reached an orderly state.

The first one looked like a rascal. At this time, he was licking his face and asked a chef, "Brother, is there really gold in this golden rice? Good, this is what the emperor eats."

He was not asking about anyone else, but Yang Ling’s special chef for midnight snacks, Master Kong. He glanced at the rogue and said, “Have you heard of suicide by swallowing gold? If you really want to eat gold, you must have the fate to eat it.

Come, take it and eat it." Master Kong scooped a spoonful of fried rice, picked it up and handed it to the rogue with clean leaves.

The rogue was as if he had found a treasure. He walked aside and in two bites, he wiped out the gift in two bites like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and then ran over to prepare to go to the lineup and prepare to have another one.

Yang Ling was so popular on the side that she saw it. Damn it was just a gift. Everyone wanted to be such a foodie. Should I promote it? I quickly brought in two temporary security guards and "persuaded" the scoundrel to the side to continue.

Just watch, that's it. The supporting role must have the awareness of the supporting role. What's the point of always stealing the scene here?

The order settled again, and all the onlookers were receiving today's bento in an orderly manner. Yang Ling was satisfied with the sound of eating in his ears and the sound of "very delicious" in various tones.

I smiled, relying on these mouthpieces. From now on, not to mention the entire capital, at least half of the capital should know that the Xinghualou products are delicious.

Not far from the crowd, a group of little beggars gathered, looking here greedily, instead of licking their lips, their eyes full of desire.

The housekeeper followed Yang Ling's gaze and explained with a smile: "These beggars gathered to ask for some rewards whenever there is a store opening. If Young Master Yang doesn't like it, the little old man will make people

Bomb them away.”

Yang Ling did not prepare for the thoughts and actions of the saints, but he would not be a villain either. He quickly waved his hand to stop him and said, "No, I am just curious, let someone get more food to give them, each person gives them some money and tell them,

In the future, if you have no food, come to our Xinghua Building. The leftover vegetables will be thrown into the bucket. It is really a waste."

"What if there are no leftovers?" asked the housekeeper.

"Then give them a few steamed buns, how much money can they spend? You have to have a good reputation. How cost-effective this business is." Yang Ling said: "I said to the butler, can you ask some in-depth questions? I always think you are

It's insulting my IQ!"

"No, no, it's because Young Master Yang is so profound that we seem to be more superficial." The housekeeper wiped his sweat and explained quickly, then ran to be a living Lei Feng, which made Yang Ling want to keep him to discuss some things.

There is no chance for a more in-depth question.

At this moment, the chefs suddenly burst into trouble: "Go, go, you monk, there are meat dishes here, which are not suitable for you to eat, so you should go to other places to beg for alms."

"Amitabha, this donor, please know that the restaurant passes through the intestines and the Buddha keeps it in his heart. Since these living things are dead, it is better to let them do the last good thing, let me fill my stomach and invest in my next life.

fetal."

Yang Ling looked along the way and saw that the poor monk was really poor. He was wearing a black robe that was so bad that he was no longer torn. He was put on the thin monk's body, and it looked a little bit.

Funny, his face was covered with dirt, and he stretched out his hands that looked like chicken claws and gestured. Yang Ling walked over and said to the chefs: "He is also a customer. Since he wants to eat, give it to him. Don't engage in professional discrimination.

The most taboo thing we do in the service industry is to engage in discrimination.”

Although the chefs didn't understand what Yang Ling said about professional discrimination, they obediently handed a pack of fried rice to the monk.

The monk took it and started to feast on his face. While eating, he also judged: "Yes, the rice is wrapped in duck egg yolks, and the taste is very good. It tastes so crispy that it tastes so good that it is full of crispy flavor in its mouth, and it is locked.

After the moisture was stored, all kinds of side dishes were added just right. Well, this is diced beef, not bad, it really cost a lot, fresh and delicious.”

Yang Ling listened and sighed secretly, "Is this he met the folk god of food?"

The monk ate a small bag of rice in just a few seconds, then came over and said, "Come on, add a little more for me. What kind of golden rice is really delicious!"

You damn it, Starbucks can refill free of charge! Yang Ling smiled and said, "Sorry, I have to leave some of this gift for others. Each person is limited to one. If you want to eat it again, you are welcome to go down.

I took the money to eat this time.”

"You store is so kind. Since you want to give it to me, why not give it to me openly? That's not enough for me to get between my teeth. I'm so upset," said the monk. When he saw Yang Ling's appearance, he couldn't help but curiously.

He said, "Huh?" Then he stared at Yang Ling's eyes and looked motionless. His eyes were the same as Yang Ling's eyes when he watched a romantic action movie in his previous life.

Yang Ling was uncomfortable being seen by the monk. I'll go, can I meet a glass monk today? But thinking about it, it's normal for a group of men to eat vegetables all day long, it's normal for a bunch of men to get a little angry, and there are no nuns or anything around. Yang Ling spoke

He asked, "Why are you, monk, always staring at me? I feel so embarrassed to have so many people."

"This donor has a strange face. He is not a human being, but I can't tell anything wrong. It's really strange, strange!" the monk muttered to himself.

"I said to monk, what are you muttering?" Yang Ling asked.

"This donor, you have a bad omen!" said the monk seriously.

"Don't have a bra, do you want a bellyband? You are cheating on food and drinks, so you can change some fresh tricks. I am such an outstanding young man who was cheated by you. How can you stay in the playboy circle in the future?" Yang Ling was not angry.

road.

"No, no, I am not a fool. I am not a fool, but just the face of the donor. There is a bird that occupies the dove's nest, so I am just kindly reminding the donor." The monk explained.

I'll go, traveling through such a big thing, even if I can't tell anyone in the future, I can't tell anyone at first sight. Is this monk's eyes his x-ray? Yang Ling's heart is overturned, but his face is not

Xian said with a smile: "Doesn't this kind of thing like looking at the face be done by Taoists? How can you, a monk, steal someone's job? Be careful that the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasties came to the Jade Emperor to sue your ancestor Shakyamuni

Unfair competition.”

"Donor, I am not a joke. The donor has a strange face and may be unexpected. The best way is to convert to my Buddha and chant scriptures and pray for blessings to resolve the hostility in my heart." The monk said sincerely.

"Do you have meat to eat when you are a monk?" Yang Ling asked.

"If the donor worships me under my monk's sect, the wine and meat ring will not be kept."

"How many wives can you ask for when you are a monk?"

"There is a knife on the head of the character SE. Se is a steel knife that can't be touched even if it is touched."

"Do you need a postgraduate degree to be a monk? I am a first-rate undergraduate student."

“…”

"What car do you give me when you are a monk? Do you want to touch me in four circles?"

“…”

"Will a monk go abroad to perform and catch the dragon claw hand?"

“…”

"Can you fight for the old Taoist sect with nuns as a monk?"

“…”

"I said monk, you can't even satisfy my small treatment. You are very unprofessional in poaching." Yang Ling concluded at last.

"What I said to the donor is really unheard of, but the donor is to worship my subordinates and convert to my Buddha. I have a set of unique skills that can be taught to the donor." The monk brought out his last bargaining chips.

"Yijin Jing or Marrow Cleansing Sutra? Can you control the Ten Girls at Ye after practicing without falling down? Or Dong Xuanzi or something? Why are there such a strange thing mixed in?"

"I can teach the donor a set of breathing and breathing methods, which can prolong life."

"Monk, if you don't sell the Shiquan Dafu Pills, it's really a waste of talent." Yang Ling finally added.

"How can Master Shi believe what I said?"

"I don't even know what kind of Dharma name you are or which temple you work in. I don't even sign a labor contract. How could I believe it?"

"I am a monk named Wuneng. He put a list in Jixiang Temple outside the city, and I was ordained at Baima Temple in Luoyang. This Baima Temple rose in the Western Han Dynasty..."

"What's the matter? What did you say your magic name is?" Yang Ling suddenly interrupted.

"I am a monk's Dharma name, Immortal!"

"I said to Second Senior Brother, you have traveled through the wrong place. Tang Seng and Senior Brother are waiting for you in Gaolaozhuang. Go back quickly and don't let them wait for a long time, be good!"

“…”

"Why didn't there be any response?" Yang Ling said strangely: "That's right. If you have such virtue, Tang Seng will probably not recognize you. Senior brother may treat you as a demon."

"Then...what should I look like?" the second senior brother asked curiously.

"Did you see the person sitting there?" Yang Ling pointed to the little pineapple sitting in the lobby and was bored and playing with the scissors cloth on his hand.

"I saw it, what's wrong?"

"That figure is what you should have. You should travel back quickly, otherwise your wife Gao Yulan will have to seduce your master Tang Seng. Your master is loved by everyone, and the flowers bloom. You deceived them along the way

The hearts of many innocent girls.”

"real?"

"What are you lying to?"

When the monk heard this, he immediately turned around and left, leaving very quickly.

"I said to Second Senior Brother, why are you doing so fast?" Yang Ling shouted as he chased his butt.

"Can you not be happy? That slut is going to seduce others. If you are slower, wouldn't you cuckold me?" The second senior brother replied without looking back.

Yang Ling: “…”