Chef Ye Disguises Himself as a Restaurant Owner

[Short version copywriting] Snow-white and fluffy Ye Ye traveled to the world of cultivation, inherited a wine shop, met a drunkard dragon, and then they fell in love~ [Long copywriting] Xie Huan opened a small wine shop in the west of the city, and its signature was the ancestral Qianri Zui. But he didn't expect that before the wine was brewed, a black dragon was summoned. The dragon named Ning Mianzhi was said to have lived a thousand years, and Xie Huan called him senior. The senior stood at the door of the store and refused to leave, so Xie Huan had no choice but to bring out the copper pot to cook the meat. The mutton is cut as thin as a cicada's wings, and the alluring aroma is released within a moment. Xie Huan picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks, dipped it twice in the boiling soup, and put it into the bowl in front of him: "The wine is not ready yet, let's use this pot to drive away the cold." The black dragon lowered his head and bit the piece of meat. He was silent for a moment and silently pushed the whole plate in front of him. Then Ning Mianzhi became a regular customer, occupying the Taishi chair by the window, and ordered dishes with his head shaking: "Three plates of red oil belly shreds, freshly fried lotus root clips should be crispy, with two flavors of dipping sauce." Xie Huan was mixing a jar of new wine. He didn't even raise his head when he heard the words: "I didn't think the red oil tripe was too spicy last time." "That's why I have to match Hantanchun." Ning Minzhi flicked his tail twice and smacked his lips confidently. Although this dragon eats a lot, it is not too difficult to take care of. After all, he helped clear the table - even though half of the plates were broken after clearing. Xie Huan sighed and drove him back to the chair, warning him not to move but to sleep after drinking. Another rainy day. Xie Huan was kneading glutinous rice dumplings in the kitchen, and the sweet aroma of fermented sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings filled the room. He filled a bowl and took it out, thinking that the senior dragon was quiet today. When he reached the front hall, he was stunned. The grand master's chair by the window was still there, but instead of the huge black dragon coiled on it, it was a young man. Her long black hair was hanging down like clouds, and she was wearing the blanket he had covered the dragon with. She was looking at him lazily with her chin propped up. Small Theater "... Aren't you a thousand years old?" Xie Huan asked in a low voice. Ning Minzhi stood up and smiled at him, with a charming look on his face, "Dragon's lifespan is very long, I'm still young." Xie Huan stood frozen on the spot, and the young Long Jun came closer with evil intentions and blew lightly on Xie Huan's furry pointed ears. "White jade osmanthus rice stuffing... Ah, I like it." "I just don't know which one is sweeter than this or the puppy?" CP: Ning Mianzhi (Black Dragon) x Xie Huan (Samoyed) The sweet love between two greedy people! Anyway, let's put a pre-collection here! Intention: You cannot drink alcohol after taking cephalosporin