"Hey! How do you sell your charcoal?" A man stood in front of Chunsheng.

"Ten coins per pack, ten coins per pack, ten coins per pack, ten bags per pack." Chunsheng's thoughts were always with Xuan Mo, and he responded casually.

"I want it all, I'll send it to my residence." The man photographed Chunsheng a ingot of silver.

"Well...ah? You want most of the car?" Chunsheng couldn't believe it.

"Yes, all. What's so strange?" The man disagreed.

Chunshengfang looked at the man carefully. He looked at the middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, a big beard with a face full of cheeks and carries goods. The people and horses were dusty, like merchants coming from afar.

"No, no." Chunsheng laughed secretly. Her business was surprisingly good, and she was afraid that she would anger the old Taoist priest on the other side to death.

"Hey! The old Taoist opposite! You sell books and medicine. Is An Zhai Bixie good at?" asked the bearded man pointed at the old Taoist priest's sign.

The old Taoist priest suddenly became energetic, and the wind and cold were immediately cured by eight points. "Yes! Yes! Anzhai warding evil spirits and catching monsters is my ancestor's ability! The other is part-time job!"

Chunsheng felt that this old Taoist priest was too shameless and did not blush at all when he talked nonsense. He couldn't even see her, a living jade spirit, and he didn't know which monster he would catch, and he didn't know how to go to the demon world.

"You two are here with me, what are your names?" The bearded greeted the old Taoist priest and Xuan Mo.

The old Taoist priest ran to the bearded man and bowed his head and laughed, "I am the name of Xuandaotong, the 53rd generation successor of the Demon Hunt Sect. Do you think you will pay the deposit first?"

"Stop talking nonsense, don't you love?" The bearded left without hesitation.

"Come on! Of course! You will know my ability when you come." Xuan Daotong greeted Xuan Mo and packed up his things as fast as possible.

Xuan Daotong ran all the way with a broken sword on his back and promoted his abilities and sold various magic weapons. Chunsheng pushed the charcoal cart and Xuan Mo walked behind.

"I'll help you push the cart." Xuan Mo wanted to help Chunsheng.

"No need." Because of the patriarch's advice, Chunsheng did not want to have too much interaction with mortals.

"Your cake is very delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious cake."

Chunsheng didn't say anything, and the patriarch said he wanted to keep a distance from mortals.

"Which store did you buy this pastry? What's the name? When I have the money, I buy more for my master." Xuan Mo continued.

When talking about the rogue old Taoist Xuan Daotong, Chunsheng felt a hundred unhappy. Xuan Mo looked quite kind. She could forgive Xuan Mo, but she would never forgive that shameless old liar.

"Call Furong Cake! I made it myself and I can't buy it even if I have money. Don't think of giving it to your master." Chunsheng replied unhappily.

"You actually made the cake yourself!" Xuan Mo asked in surprise.

"yes……"

Chunsheng said this and suddenly remembered that he was a dark and strong boy, especially his ten fingers were rough and calloused. He looked like he was burning charcoal to do rough work, and he really didn't look like he could make exquisite pastries.

Chunsheng hurriedly learned and used it from Xuan Daotong, "Yes... like your master, you make a living, of course you can make money and do whatever you want. Cooking is an ancestor's skill, and selling charcoal is a part-time job."

Chunsheng made a fool of himself, but Xuan Mo believed it and suddenly realized, "Oh, no wonder, it's much sweeter and delicious than the cake I ate in the temple before! What are your names? We look similar in age."

Chunsheng curled his lips and thought that by age, she would probably be Xuan Mo's old ancestor.

"My name is...Xiao Xia"

"The cold city is covered with silver makeup, only the lotus is used to make summer red."

Xuan Mo was inspired and wrote two lines of poetry with Xiao Xia's name, meaning that the hibiscus cake Axia gave him was the only warmth in the snow and ice.

Chunsheng curled his lips and thought to himself: Humph! It's so sour! She also wanted to give Xuan Mo a few words. So she asked Xuan Mo and said, "Where are the first two words?"

"The first two sentences?" Xuan Mo was caught off guard by Chunsheng's question.

"Yes, no half of the poems are written, and the limericks can be at least four-character." Chunsheng said seriously.

Xuan Mo fell into thinking.

Chunsheng cleared his throat,

"A booklet is worth a thousand coins,

A few strokes of ink were exchanged for the middle of winter.

Cold city wind and snow silver makeup,

Only the lotus is used to make summer red.”

Xuan Mo hid Furong Cake and A Xia's names in the poem to praise them; Chunsheng also put the "good thing" that the master and apprentice cheated her into the poem, and he neatly sarcastically

I took Xuanmo.

Xuan Mo looked apologetic and ashamed, "Xiaoxia, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I never want to cheat others."

Chunsheng snorted softly, "I know, you don't want it, but your master wants it."

"I will advise my master more in the future...but your poems are so good..." Xuan Mo exclaimed.

"What kind of poems are not poems? The charcoal sellers in our village go out to shout is easier than this. They are all inherited skills."

Since Chunsheng was inspired by Xuan Daotong, he has gone further and further on the road of nonsense.

"The people in your village are so amazing..." Xuan Mo sighed.

Chunsheng didn't expect that his nonsense would be true, and Xuan Mo simply believed it.

"Xuan Mo, you'd better leave your rogue master and join the master again." Chunsheng advised.

Xuan Mo was so upset, "I know my master is wrong. I will find a way to stop him from doing bad things in the future. The master raised me and was very nice to me. I can't leave him."

Chunsheng sighed in his heart that Xuan Daotong had accumulated so much virtue in his previous life that he had gained a good disciple like Xuan Mo.

"Hurry up!"

The bearded man in the distance stopped waiting for Chunsheng and Xuan Mo. Xuan Daotong was anxious to make money and shouted anxiously. He was full of energy and had no appearance of typhoid fever.

"I'll help you." Xuan Mo helped Chunsheng push the charcoal cart and rushed up.

The four of them came to a guesthouse courtyard beside the city, which was a place where merchants came from far away to rent a house.

There were many horses tied in the yard, piled up with all kinds of goods, and there were more than a dozen rooms in all sizes, living in merchants who came from afar with beards.

Chunsheng pushed the charcoal into the woodshed and settled the money to leave.

"Hey, boy, do you know where to hire a cook in the city? The New Year is coming soon, and it's hard to find it." The bearded man asked Chunsheng.

"I don't know." Chunsheng answered casually and continued walking out.

Xuan Mo grabbed Chunsheng and whispered: "How can you miss the opportunity to make money?"

"What?" Chunsheng didn't react.

"How much money does the chef give a month?" Xuan Mo asked the bearded man.

"Ten taels." said the bearded man.

Xuan Mo pulled Chunsheng over and introduced him to the beard very actively, "He is Xiaoxia, and his ancestors are chefs, and his ancestral cooking skills are particularly good."

"Is that so? I'll try it. If you taste it, use you." The bearded man said to Chunsheng.

Spring is lost.

She never planned to be a cook when she went down the mountain. Her ancestral cooking skills were nonsense. She just learned to cook and feed herself with Jue Niang.

"He made this hibiscus cake, you can try it." Xuan Mo took out the oil bag from his arms, took out the only remaining hibiscus cake and gave it to the bearded man.

After tasting the beard, he immediately made a decision, "Okay! You'll be there! Come with me!" He turned around and headed straight to the kitchen.

"Xuan Mo! Why haven't you asked others before you make decisions for others?" Chunsheng shouted in anger.

Xuan Mo's smile froze on his face. He didn't expect that this matter was actually his own cleverness.

"Xiao Xia, I'm abrupt... It's very cold outside, it's very hard to sell charcoal, your hands are frozen out of frostbite... He gives more money than selling charcoal, I thought you would want to be a chef..."

Xuan Mo stood in the snow and lowered his head and explained, like a child who did something wrong...

A cold wind blew, "Ah snee! Ah sneezing!" Xuan Mo sneezed twice in a row and sucked his nose.

Chunsheng looked at his hands. It was not really frostbite, but just a clan leader's trick.

Xuan Mo was pitiful and kind-hearted again. Chunsheng quickly explained: "Xuan Mo, thank you for your kindness. But I still have to go back and wait for my grandfather, so I can't be a cook here."

As he was talking, Xuan Daotong, who was bargaining with the bearded in the room, was bombarded by the bearded.

"You have to have the ability to be incredible for a sky-high price! You master and apprentice can stay in the woodshed next to the kitchen and take care of yourself! Prove that you have the ability to ward off evil spirits before bargaining!" The bearded man shouted bluntly.

Xuan Daotong was driven out of the corridor, stepped on the thin ice in the yard, and slid in a mess.

The business was not going well, and I almost fell to bite the mud. Seeing Chunsheng looking at him, he cursed in anger: "Get out! The wild boy who sells charcoal! I have never seen anything in the world! Look less at Master's jokes!

The master will be rich soon, and you will be so greedy for you!”

"Master! Don't do this..." Xuan Mo hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him.

Xuan Daotong's scolding made Chunsheng change his mind.

She had no intention of having any relationship with Xuan Mo. However, Xuan Daotong scolded him so badly that it aroused Chunsheng's little temper.

Regardless of whether Xuan Daotong will be rich in the future, she will now have to eat and drink delicious food in front of Xuan Daotong, and she will be so greedy for him!

Chunsheng agreed to be a chef, and the bearded man was naturally happy and arranged a room next to the kitchen for Chunsheng.

After everything was arranged, Chunsheng was ready to start to think about teasing the old Taoist.
To be continued...