The magical doctor mother raises the cute baby

Chapter 323 A well-deserved foodie

Although Mrs. Wang is very vulgar, she is not a stupid person.

Looking at the situation in front of her, what else does she not understand?

No wonder Xiao Tianyou and Le Sinian left so simply, no wonder Le Yiren was confident.

It turns out that the national teacher is still in the shop!
But Mrs. Wang couldn't figure it out, what's so good about Le Yiren's shop, so that the national teacher would not leave when he came.

Moreover, looking at what the national teacher said and did, it was obvious that he was protecting the Leyi people.

Wang gnashed her teeth angrily, but there was nothing she could do.

She also understood that as long as there is a warning in this shop for a day, she will not even try to find trouble in this shop.

Otherwise, with so many people, each mouthful of saliva could drown her.

Knowing this, Mrs. Wang doesn't intend to delay here any longer.

The clothes on his body had already been soaked in water, sticking to his body wetly, and the wind blew directly to the heart.

If she stays any longer, she is probably going to get sick.

Wang cast a vicious glance at Le Yiren standing in the shop, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, and quickly ran away.

Seeing her run away, the crowd of onlookers also slowly dispersed.

Chun Xiaqiu Dong took a tool to clean the water at the door, Jie Yan turned around and walked into the shop, looked at the smiling Le Yiren and complained, "The poor monk is also a generation of eminent monks and now he is bullying others, it is really—"

"Hey, the national teacher is so upright, I guess he won't do things that eat people's mouths, so let the baby eat this freshly baked cake, maybe the baby will make up for it if you eat more."

Le Yiren said, picked up the cake on the table in front of him and walked towards the backyard.

Seeing Le Yiren's movements and smelling the rich milky fragrance in the air, Jie Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, whoever will go to hell if I don't go to hell. Since the poor monk is in this position, he has to bear the corresponding responsibility. Boss lady, are you right?"

Le Yiren was about to turn around when she heard the words, but found that Jie Yan had already stood in front of her at some point.

His slender hands were already firmly grasping the edge of the plate, "Since the poor monk is a shop assistant, how can I let the proprietress do these chores by herself, let the poor monk do it for me."

As soon as Jie Yan finished speaking, Le Yiren felt that the plate in his hand was being pulled away with great force.

Looking at his empty hands, Le Yiren raised his head dully, and saw that the figure of Jie Yan had already disappeared in front of him.

What about people?

Looking around for a week, at the corner of the shop, he finally saw Jie Yan who was wolfing down a plate.

Sensing Le Yiren's gaze, Jie Yan hurriedly turned sideways, gnawed on the cake, and said indistinctly, "The poor monk remembers that the proprietress said that eating too much cake will make you fat. But it’s not good. The poor monk doesn’t care about shape, beauty or ugliness, so let the poor monk suffer this.”

Looking at the precepts while eating and talking, what he said was sound and well-founded, and Le Yiren couldn't help but support his forehead.

This admonition, after learning so much Dharma, isn’t it just to misinterpret it and rely on food? !
The term foodie is really unworthy of anyone except for abstinence.

Shaking his head helplessly, Le Yiren turned and went back to the kitchen.

It's time for her to make moon cakes.

Although the Mid-Autumn Festival is still a few days away, people in the town have already started visiting relatives.

If she wants to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, she must start preparing immediately.

(End of this chapter)