Wen Cai, on the other hand, opened his mouth with a pig-like expression.
Although his voice was soft, Ren Tingting, who was passing by, heard him.
In an instant, Ren Tingting, who was originally happy, looked at Wen Cai with disgust.
"Tingting, let me introduce you. This is Ninth Uncle. Ninth Uncle is a famous Maoshan Taoist priest in our Ren family town.
This was his junior brother, Daoist Priest Ling Yu, and this was Ninth Uncle's disciple, Wen Cai!”
Old Master Ren smiled as he introduced Ren Tingting.
"Greetings, Ninth Uncle, Daoist Priest Lingyu!"
Ren Tingting ignored Wen Cai and greeted Ninth Uncle and Lingyu.
It was only then that she noticed Ling Yu.
The young man in white robes with an extraordinary temperament stunned Ren Tingting.
She had seen too many people of the same age, but she had never seen anyone with such an outstanding temperament as Ling Yu.
Coupled with Ling Yu's handsome face, Ren Tingting was subconsciously stunned.
"Tingting…Tingting!"
Ren Tingting only came back to her senses when Old Master Ren's voice was heard.
Realizing that she had been staring at Ling Yu, she immediately blushed and sat down in her seat.
"Daddy, I'm hungry!"
Blushing, Miss Ren quickly changed the topic.
"Oh right, Ninth Uncle, you guys haven't eaten breakfast either, right? Then order some food first! Waiter!"
When Old Master Ren saw his daughter's appearance, he also glanced at Ling Yu. This young man indeed looked different from the rest.
However, he was just a Taoist priest after all. In his eyes, he was just a low-class man. He had to go back and talk to his daughter. He didn't want to be deceived by his appearance.
"Everyone, please take a look at the menu."
The waiter walked over and handed over a few menu books.
However, Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai were dumbfounded when they opened the menu. It was all in English.
Moreover, there were no pictures in this era.
"Master, I don't understand!"
Wen Cai whispered to Ninth Uncle with a bitter face.
"Ahem, of course!"
Ninth Uncle could only bite the bullet and answer.
Unfortunately, Wen Cai, who knew him well, instantly saw the cold sweat on Ninth Uncle's temples and knew that his master was stubborn.
"Uncle-Master, do you understand?"
Wen Cai hurriedly asked Ling Yu for advice.
"It's alright!“
Ling Yu nodded his head slightly. He could indeed understand them. After all, they were just some basic English words. He was at least at the English Level 6 standard back then!
"It's over. Uncle-Master and Master are the same!”
Hearing Ling Yu's words, Wen Cai instantly concluded that Ling Yu was also someone who cared about his face!
"Hehe, it looks like they don't understand. I'll play a trick on you later!”
Seeing Lingyu and the others whispering to each other, Tingting was instantly amused.
"Give me a cup of coffee!"
At this moment, Old Master Ren's words came like rain.
"I want a cup of coffee too!"
Ninth Uncle quickly said!
Then I want coffee too!"
Wen Cai hurriedly replied.
"Okay, three cups of coffee!"
The waiter nodded.
"Then give me a cup of coffee!”
Ren Tingting said with a smile.
As soon as she said that, Wen Cai instantly regretted it.
"Sir, I don't want coffee anymore. Can I have coffee too?”
Wen Cai said with a bitter face.
"Pfft!"
As soon as he said that, Ren Tingting could not help but laugh.
"Cough cough, I've already ordered it. Forget it!”
When Ninth Uncle heard Ren Tingting's smile, he thought she was smiling at literary talent and could only shake his head.
This time, Ren Tingting was even happier.
"What would you like to order, Daoist Priest Lingyu? Would you like a cup of coffee? Or milk tea."
Ren Tingting then spoke to Ling Yu.
For some reason, she didn't want to embarrass Ling Yu.
"Alright, then give me a cup of Kabu!“
Ling Yu smiled and pointed at the cappuccino on the menu.、
"Kabu? What kind of cloth was that? It can still be eaten?"
"This foreigner's food is really strange. It can even eat cloth.
After hearing Ling Yu's words, Wen Cai and Ninth Uncle were dumbfounded.
"Cappuccino is also a type of coffee. Coffee has different names depending on how it is made, such as latte, cappuccino, and mocha!
To put it bluntly, it was just milk and coffee.
It was similar to steak, but there were also different ways of cooking it, or different varieties. There were also many names for it.”
Hearing Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai's words, Ling Yu smiled and explained.
This time, even Ren Tingting and Old Master Ren were stunned.
"I didn't expect Daoist Priest Lingyu to know so much about western food. I only know a little about it.”
Old Master Ren also spoke in realization.
At the same time, his impression of Ling Yu changed a little. After all, being able to understand these things meant that Ling Yu was still keeping up with the times.
"I see. These foreigners really like to do these twists and turns!“
Ninth Uncle suddenly understood.
Looking at Old Master Ren's confused expression, Ninth Uncle's original embarrassment instantly disappeared.
"I didn't expect that Daoist Priest Lingyu, who looks so old-fashioned, would actually know so much about the West.”
Ren Tingting was also a little surprised.
And because of Lingyu, Ninth Uncle and Wen Cai didn't lose face over coffee and egg tarts.
After all, it was fine as long as she followed Ling Yu.
"By the way, Ninth Uncle, what do you think about moving my father's burial?”
After the afternoon tea was almost over, Old Master Ren started talking about the theme of the event.
Ninth Uncle's expression turned solemn when he heard that.
"Old Master Ren, forgive me for being blunt. It's better to stay quiet than to move.”
Ninth Uncle said seriously.
"That's right. The dead are already dead. If we casually destroy the Feng Shui of the family, it's not a big deal.”
Ling Yu also spoke up solemnly.
The words of the two brothers made Old Master Ren and Ren Tingting respect him. After all, if they did not move, Ninth Uncle and the others would not be able to earn a single cent.
To be able to give such a suggestion, it was indeed not something that ordinary Taoist priests who only cared about making money could compare to.
"I know what the two Taoist priests said, but before my father was buried, the feng shui expert said that the coffin must be moved after 20 years.”
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