Chapter 238 - The Little Ghost Is Big

Time flew like an arrow, and soon it was time for the store to open.

Asma and Yuhihong came early and lined up. Seeing the big change in the store, they couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation.

"Hong, what do you think Boss Yang Ming will do this time?" Asma asked.

Yuhihong glanced at Asma charmingly. Although the other party seemed to have a calm look on his face, only Yuhihong knew that after he lost to Danzo in the competition for roast duck some time ago, he became depressed.

Yu Hihong flicked her long hair on the side of her ears, and smiled charmingly, "Go in and have a look, so you'll know?"

"Alright." Asma said calmly.

As he said that, under Xi Rihong's shy expression, he grabbed her waist and stepped into Yang Ming's shop.

For a moment, his eyes lit up.

The entire hall has expanded a lot, and the antique flavor is stronger than before.

The lotus lanterns on each dining table exude a faint yellow light, overflowing with a warm atmosphere.

The sound of gurgling water can be heard, and green plants are scattered in the hall, making people feel as if they are in nature, creating a refreshing feeling.

The sharp-eyed Asma immediately noticed the peach blossoms blooming in the corner, and a small door was locked under the cover of the branches.

At this time, since Yang Ming had an avatar cooking in the kitchen, he really became a hands-off shopkeeper, sitting at the cash register, quietly watching the customers come in.

Accompanied by Xi Hihong, Asma came to Yang Ming.

"Boss Yang Ming, what is this newly opened small door for?" Asma asked curiously.

"Oh, that's a tavern that was expanded, and it doesn't open until ten o'clock in the evening." Yang Ming said.

Asma's eyes brightened, "Boss Yang Ming, how do you pay for the wine?"

Yang Ming had already made preparations, took out the box for the lucky draw, and said, "Every customer who comes to spend will have a chance to draw a lucky draw. Currently, only three people can enter the tavern. First come, first served."

Asma originally wanted to draw a lottery, but unexpectedly, a sudden throbbing pain came from her waist and eyes.

Xi Hihong calmly withdrew her jade hand, and said with a smile: "Why, you want to come out so late?"

Although Yuhihong spoke with a smile, Asma shuddered suddenly, waved her hands quickly, and said, "Hong, you have to trust me, I'm just curious for a while."

Pooh!

Hinata Hanabi couldn't help laughing when she saw that a man like Asma was afraid of a delicate wife.

Asma turned her head to look, wanting to see who had no eyes, and dared to laugh at him. When she saw it was Huahuo, she couldn't look away.

at this time.

Huahuo was wearing a black maid outfit with white lace and pink silk stockings tightly wrapping her pair of exquisite jade legs, and wearing red leather boots. The urge to play with it.

Being stared at by the uncle Asma, Hanabi wrinkled her nose, raised her handsome brow, pinched her waist with a pair of small hands, and looked unhappy.

"Uncle, do you know that it's very rude to stare at others like this?"

"Cough cough cough!"

In front of Yuhihong, Asmaden felt that he couldn't get down the stairs after being taught by such a little lolita.

Although he felt that Huahuo looked familiar, he couldn't remember it for a while, so he pretended to be an adult and taught Huahuo a lesson.

"Children, how do you talk to adults?"

"Why are you so rude!"

But he didn't want to, Huahuo didn't flinch at all, but pinched his waist and raised his head proudly.

"I'm not a child, I'm already an adult."

Even Asma couldn't help but smile when she heard this, "Then tell me, why are you an adult?"

Huahuo's eyes rolled cunningly, with a flash of cunning, "Of course I am an adult, if you don't believe me, you can ask the boss, I have already been ruled by him!"

When he said it, Huahuo looked serious, as if he was stating a truth.

Poof! Poof!

But Asma heard this, but couldn't help laughing, staring at Hanabi with a pair of eyes straight.

"You're so young, you know what the underlying rules are?"

"Of course I know!" Huahuo's eyes wandered between Asma and Yuhihong, and the corner of his mouth raised a sly arc, like a little fox.

She pointed at Xi Hihong with one hand, and said solemnly: "It's just like Auntie being ruled by you!"

Yang Ming: "..."

Asma: "..."

Evening Red: "..."

Asma looked at Yang Ming strangely, "I didn't expect that, Boss Yang Ming, you are such a person."

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, he really wanted to hit Huahuo a few times, it was so irritating!

What is my potential rule?

Don't you just want you to pat my back?

As for it!

Yang Ming half-closed his eyes, tried his best to calm down, and said flatly: "There is something wrong with this brat's worldview, just ignore her."

Hearing this, Huahuo refused.

She raised her head and raised her chin proudly, "Who says I don't understand the hidden rules, isn't that just doing something shameful!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience fell silent.

It's eerily quiet.

Quiet and weird.

Pairs of eyes swished, and they focused on Yang Ming, like stabbing with sharp knives.

Yang Ming understood the meaning of that gaze in seconds.

Such a delicate little loli, boss Yang Ming, you actually did it!

Simply!

If eyes could kill, Yang Ming would have died by now.

Many diners yelled in their hearts: "Let go of that loli, let me do it!"

In this regard, Yang Ming could only cry without tears, and it would be a shameful thing to dare to beat his back!

Yang Ming patted Huahuo's little head, begging: "I said, my aunt, you don't have to punish me like this, don't you just ask you to beat me on the back, as for holding grudges like this?"

Who knows.

Huahuo said seriously: "I'm not lying, it makes me feel ashamed to beat your back!"

Puff puff!

When they learned the truth, everyone present was about to vomit blood.

Asma looked at Hanabi with a speechless face, "Then you said just now that I am hidden in the rules?"

Huahuo rolled her eyes cutely, "Uncle, you are so stupid, didn't you see that I was teasing you?"

Saying that, Hanabi blinked her eyes cunningly, she looked like a little fox, making it hard to figure out what she was thinking.

Asma: "..."

now.

Asma felt the same feeling as Yang Ming did before, she just felt a breath in her chest, as if a stone was pressed on her, it was so stuffy!

This kind of brat really deserves to be beaten!

call!

Asma took a deep breath and decided to ignore the brat.

He was afraid that if he continued to talk to her, even if he didn't have a heart attack, he would be angered to death by her.

Asma found a seat, remembering that the third generation of grandpa had mentioned the egg fried rice in Yang Ming's shop many times, so she said to Bai: "Give me an egg fried rice."