Xia You was in a state of confusion and was stunned.

Become stronger?

Is your benefactor kidding?

After seeing Fang Xuan's smile, he felt that he was joking.

Fang Xuan glanced at Xia You, thinking, and raised a curve to the corner of his mouth.

This is indeed a joke.

But it can also be said that it is not a joke.

because……

He had something that was very annoying, and it started a long time ago.

He hates baldness.

We still have to cherish our hair.

How to cherish it? Maintenance is one kind, and the other is to improve your cultivation. The higher your cultivation, the less likely you will lose your hair.

So getting stronger is not a joke.

"So that's it." Xia You nodded without understanding.

He doesn't understand the reason why bald people become stronger.

But he understands one thing.

My benefactor is good at everything, but there is also a bottom line.

It seems that if you can't touch his hair, something will happen...for example...some people will die.

"I almost forgot something when I was thinking about losing my hair." Fang Xuan stopped and walked towards his yard.

He turned around and walked towards the front yard.

When passing Xiayou, Fang Xuan patted his shoulder, "You go to the waiter or Manager Zhang to ask them to prepare the meal, and the ingredients should be the best."

Xia You watched Fang Xuan keep walking, "My benefactor, what are you going to do?"

"Go to the kitchen to borrow a pot."

Borrow a pot?

My benefactor plans to cook?

Obviously not, otherwise the inn would have to prepare a good banquet for a table.

Xia You didn't understand, so he chuckled and shook his head. I thought that what I could do so much, my benefactor could not guess what he did.

Front yard inn kitchen.

Fang Xuan lifted the white cloth on the door curtain, and a heat came to his face.

The kitchen walls are dark, which are caused by the smoke of firewood and charcoal all year round. They are no different from other places. They are full of pots and pans.

There are ten stoves here, each stove is full of flames, and two figures are busy in it.

A fat man who was fatter and taller than a fat young man was naked and had a greasy white cloth around his waist, and he was busy back and forth. The other was an old woman, who looked very kind, with silver silk tied up and a golden bracelet on her left hand, as if she had been dowry before.

The old lady is much cleaner than the fat chef, or it doesn't seem like she works in the kitchen.

The moment Fang Xuan walked in, the fat chef and the old lady looked over.

"This young man's kitchen is dirty, it's not what you should have come, it will dirty your clothes."

The old lady's voice came, and the voice was very soft, making people unable to help but get close to her, and they couldn't help thinking that this was a very good old man.

She smiled and said, picking up the seasoning in her hand and throwing it into the pot, she was extremely skillful.

"It's not in the way."

Fang Xuan waved his hand, not caring about the smoke inside at all.

Seeing this, neither the old lady nor the fat chef were persuading him.

The fat chef spoke, his voice was mellow and full of energy. "Is there anything that my young master is here? Is there anything we need to help?"

"I'll borrow a pot."

"Borrow a pot?"

The old lady looked surprised.

"Oh?" The fat chef poured out the fried pot and cooked it, turned his head to look at Fang Xuan, "What kind of pot to borrow?"

Fang Xuan nodded, "Yes, as for any pot you can borrow, as long as it is the pot here."

"It's true that the young master is extraordinary, and he is very familiar with us."

The old lady smiled.

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan smiled, "He is an acquaintance, but he is not an acquaintance."

"I am indeed an acquaintance, but not an acquaintance." The fat chef agreed, with a strange color in his pupils.

"How about borrowing this pot?" Fang Xuan walked to the side of the pot closest to it and said.

"Our pot is not cheap, I'm afraid I can't afford it for people like the young master."

The fat chef said.

"I can afford it. I don't plan to use it. I will borrow it for one day, will I borrow it?"

"Yes, but we operate a small business, and the young master remembers that life is not easy now, so it costs a lot of money to buy a pot." The old lady said kindly.

Fang Xuan nodded, took the pot and left.

“…”

“…”

The two were speechless.

The pot is asked to take it away, but you put down the dishes inside.

"It's indeed an interesting person." The old lady put seasonings on the pot beside her.

The fat chef raised his eyebrows.

"Meng Po, what he just said was that he could use my pot, but because it only took a short day, it would not be broken?"

"yes."

Meng Po responded.

Hearing this, the fat chef's eyes flashed.

...

backyard.

Xia You ordered Manager Zhang to supper and stood at the gate of the courtyard.

"Mr.

Looking at Fang Xuan coming from a distance, Xia You was stunned.

Fang Xuan's shape is very strange.

He was dressed almost the same as a gentle young man, but why did he hold a pot in his hand and chopsticks in his other hand, and occasionally hold the dishes inside.

This is really a borrowed pot.

"Have you given the order?" Fang Xuan asked Xia You.

"I've given the orders and asked them to prepare spiritual dishes."

Hearing this sentence, Fang Xuan nodded slightly and walked into the courtyard.

After entering the courtyard.

The formation of the courtyard was opened again.

"You stand at the door. If someone comes later, please notify me." Fang Xuan said with a smile.

"Someone is coming?"

Xia You were shocked.

Tu Sinan? Or summer, spring and autumn?

He finally understood why Fang Xuan wanted him to prepare wine and food.

"A person who wants to beat me to death is coming." Fang Xuan grinned.

Immediately he walked into the bamboo building.

The formation of the bamboo building has also been opened, double isolation.

Looking at the pot in my hand, it was greasy and empty.
To be continued...