Ye Peicheng sat in the car, sent the message, and waited for her reply. Two minutes later, there was still no reply. He heard two knocks on the glass of the car window.
He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that there was a big and a small Taoist priest standing outside, smiling at him.
Ye Peicheng had no way of describing his mood at the moment. He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and pushed open the car door, exiting the car.
“You guys are opening the light for someone again?” Ye Peicheng asked.
While Qiao Moyu nodded, Luo Luo happily pounced toward Ye Peicheng, his voice carrying the scent of milk: “Uncle!”
Once Ye Peicheng looked down, he saw that his leg was being hugged by a small glutinous rice dumpling. Only, the dumpling was dressed in Taoist robes, white and tender from head to toe. When he raised his head, black, grape-like eyes smiled at him.
Ye Peicheng had never had any good impressions of tiny little kids in the past, but after meeting Luo Luo, he truly felt affection for the little guy from the bottom of his heart.
He picked up Luo Luo, matching his eye level: “Luo Luo, where do you need to go?”
The little guy had already considered Ye Peicheng as one of their own people, so he replied: “Going to work with Master!” However he was very professional. Since he was wearing the Taoist costume, he remembered to call Qiao Moyu ‘Master’.
Ye Peicheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Such a small two or three year old child already knew about work?
He pointed at Qiao Moyu and asked: “Does Luo Luo call her Master while at work, and Mom at other times?”
The little guy subconsciously wanted to nod his head, but then he remembered his mother’s warning. He couldn’t tell outsiders that he was her baby because it might not be safe.
However, did the uncle in front of him count as an outsider? He was a bit perplexed, so he turned to Qiao Moyu for help.
He only answered after receiving her nod: “Uncle, that’s exactly it!”
Ye Peicheng pinched Luo Luo’s small face a bit, before asking Qiao Moyu: “Where are you going? I’ll send you guys.”
“One of Beicheng Food Street’s porridge shops.” Qiao Moyu replied.
Ye Peicheng’s hand on the steering wheel slightly paused for a moment. “So, you have already expanded to opening the light for catering businesses?”
Embarrassed, Qiao Moyu bit her lip: “The food from that shop is very delicious. The last time I took Luo Luo there, both of us liked it very much!”
Next to her, Luo Luo immediately nodded in agreement: “Luo Luo likes to eat that shop’s bean paste buns, crab buns, and pumpkin porridge…”
Ye Peicheng looked at the big and small foodies sitting in his backseat, his lips twitching.
Qiao Moyu explained: “But because the location is bad or for some other reason, they have never been able to get a steady stream of customers. If it weren’t for the fact that they owned the land there, they probably would’ve been long since closed already!”
Now, they heard of there being a great master in the area, so they put in a request for help to try their luck. After all, they were just a small shop. The great master might not even consider them!
Who would’ve known that both the great master and the disciple were foodies. They directly passed on the other requests, jumping straight in to help the restaurant!
Ye Peicheng heard Qiao Moyu’s description, and suddenly thought of Qiao Moyu’s eating appearance from when they had dined together before. His heart moved: “Then, after you finish opening the light, let’s have dinner together at the porridge shop?”
Qiao Moyu thought for a bit: “Okay, but Luo Luo and I have planned to buy a car first. If you have time, can you help us search what kind would be best? It has to be under 200 thousand. “
“How come you suddenly want to buy a car?” Ye Peicheng asked.
“Because Master takes a disciple to work, having a car would be convenient!” Luo Luo rebuffed.
In the back row, Luo Luo’s face was very pure and innocent. Next to him was Qiao Moyu with makeup on to disguise as a male. Even while coated with masculine makeup, it was hard to hide her beauty. Ye Peicheng used the rearview mirror inside the car to look at the two. His heart moved again, and he asked: “What elementary conditions are there to become a spiritual master?”
Qiao Moyu felt uncertain: “What do you mean?”
“I want to join, can you see if my qualifications are acceptable?” Ye Peicheng’s gaze was deep. Even after being reflected by the rearview mirror, it still seemed like it could see into people’s hearts. “Little Moyu, take me in. You won’t have to worry about getting a car or driving anymore.