I Broke Out Of My Grave And Was Yearning For Live Broadcast!

Chapter 63: The Old Man’s Slave

His words undoubtedly aroused everyone’s curiosity.

“Old man, tell me, why is this boss weird?”

The director asked.

The old man said lightly: “The owner of this corn shop is said to have lived for more than a hundred years. He stays in the shop every day and makes a corn cake every day.”

“The corn cake he made is delicious, but it’s a pity that he only sells one serving a day. It doesn’t mean you can buy it with money.”

“There used to be a rich second generation who offered a price of one million just to buy a piece of corn cake. After being rejected by the shop owner, he smashed the shop in anger. But on the second day, the rich second generation’s family power was uprooted…”

“Then the gossip spread. This store has a very strong background. Since then, no tourists have just provoke this store. Because of this incident, this corn shop has become an online celebrity shop in our village.”

“Only one serving a day, opening at nine o’clock in the morning and closing at ten o’clock every day, for a full 16 years…”

After listening to this villager’s old man, everyone’s expressions became shocked, only Ye Xuan, with a calm face.

“When I hear this, the owner of this store is really weird…”

“Doing business doesn’t make money, what the hell is it?”

“I heard the story of this store a few years ago, and what this old man said is true.”

“The world is so big, there are no wonders!”

Water friends talked a lot in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, at the entrance of this corn shop, many tourists are taking photos and recordings with their mobile phones.

But at this moment, a figure was walking towards the corn shop.

“Master!”

“Damn, what does the old man want to do? Want to eat corn crackers, or provoke the owner?”

“Master, come back, I have sold out today’s copy.”

The figure walking into the store is Ye Xuan.

And his actions were blocked by fans, of course, this blocking is of concern.

“If you don’t open the door at noon, don’t you do business?”

Ye Xuan came to the shop, opened the door gently, and said calmly.

After Ye Xuan opened the door, everyone naturally saw the scene in the store.

I saw an old man with gray hair, wrinkles on his face and some rickets in his body.

He was holding a piece of dough in his hand, as if he was kneading the dough just now.

This is the owner of the corn shop. He puts the ready-made corn cakes at the door on time at nine o’clock every morning, and then sits on a chair.

Sitting there quietly, it may take a whole day to sit, seeming to be waiting for someone.

At this time, hearing Ye Xuan’s voice, the old man was taken aback, and then his thin body began to tremble.

And his eyes were full of shock!

“Hey, something is wrong!”

Does this shopkeeper know the old man? ”

Immediately afterwards, in everyone’s surprised eyes, the white-haired shopkeeper walked towards Ye Xuan step by step.

Then he knelt down with a ‘plop’: “Master, it’s been seventy years, and I didn’t expect that in the rest of my life, I will be able to wait until you come back!”

He spoke tremblingly, knelt on the ground, and kept kowtow to Ye Xuan.

Looking at this scene, everyone’s face changed drastically.

“God… the shopkeeper actually knelt down for the old man.”

“Slave? I heard you right, this shopkeeper is actually the old man’s slave?”

“This old man… has waited for the old man for seventy years?”

Whether it was the people present or the water friends in the live broadcast room, all of them were dumbfounded.

“Okay, Qing, you are so old, you don’t need to be like this, you should get up first.”

Ye Xuan spoke faintly, and then, Ah Qing felt a strange force in his body supporting him, making him stand up.

A Qing has been looking at Ye Xuan, and said in a very excited tone: “Master, for more than seventy years, your appearance has not changed a bit, just as it was before.”

Ye Xuan smiled, but didn’t say anything, just looked at each other.

Seventy years ago, Ah Qing was just an apprentice kid in his corn shop.

Now seventy years have passed, the vicissitudes of life are vicissitudes of life, things are different, Ah Qing has also turned from a young to a dying old man.

Ye Xuan suddenly sighed, but his face was still calm.

Qing: “By the way, my lord, I still remember that you love corn cakes the most. You will wait here for a while and I will make them for you.”

Ye Xuan nodded: “Then do more. I have a few companions outside.”

“companion?”

A Qing’s heart beats gently, and she must be a great man to be the father’s companion, right?

“Everyone, come in.”

Ye Xuan said to the door, and after a while, several celebrities who had longed for came in.

Peng Peng, Sister Zifeng, Teacher Huang, Teacher He…and the director who is longing for.

After knowing the identity of the owner and Ye Xuan.

This group of them did not appear to be so restrained.

It’s more kind to the owner.

Sister Zifeng took the initiative to say hello: “Grandpa the owner, hello! We are the artists who came to Taoyuan Village to film the show.”

“So, you guys are stars?”

Although Ah Qing does not use the Internet, he still knows what the term “artist” means.

“You can say so…” Sister Zifeng was a little embarrassed.

Peng Peng took the initiative: “Grandpa the owner, are you going to make cakes? Do you need our help?”

“No, sit there and wait for a while.”

Ah Qing’s refusal euphemistically, Ye Xuan’s return made him feel excited and excited, and his character is not so dull.

And there seems to be some vitality in this corn shop.

“Damn, this store has made an exception because of the old man!”

“The owner of this shop is the master’s servant, then this shop won’t belong to the master, right?”

“I think there is no difference between ten and nine. Didn’t it mean that the background of this store is very strong.”

“It’s probably the shop opened by the master, but it’s been a long time since I came back.”

The water friends in the live broadcast room began to speculate.

And in the next moment,

Teacher Huang asked this question: “Master, honestly, did you open this corn shop?”

“Yes.”

Ye Xuan said lightly.

“A Qing, I am an apprentice in this corn shop. After I left, I gave him the management of the shop.”

“I see!”

Yearning for everyone, they all nodded.

“Master, I have another question.” Peng Peng asked, “How old is your corn shop?”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was also very curious.

Because they learned just now that Ah Qing sits in a chair in this corn shop every day, waiting for a full seventy years before Ye Xuan’s return.

So, how many years of history does this seemingly humble corn shop have?

Everyone wants to get answers from Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan replied: “It is estimated that it will be more than a hundred years.”

“More than a hundred years?”

Has this corn shop existed since the Republic of China?