I have many teachers

Chapter 82

On February [-], the dragon looked up.

The Canglong Qisu reappeared above the sky, and everything sprouted.

All walks of life in Guangwu City have already returned to their original orderly state. The New Year's Eve has emptied many people's pockets, and it has also given them enough energy. , looking forward to earn some money.

Zhao Xiaoer, who greeted the guests, yelled for a day, turned around and took a sip of water to moisten his throat, wondering when he could take a rest.

I gained some fat on my body during the New Year Festival, and now I am very tired after only one day of work.

I really don't want to do it anymore.

Borrowing some capital and doing a small business is better than humiliating and laughing...

Thinking like this, he turned his head and looked at a figure, his eyes lit up, and he threw the thought just behind his head, and leaned forward with enthusiasm, and shouted loudly:
"This young man, this young man."

"Let's welcome guests to celebrate the New Year's Eve, and stay at the top of the hotel. It only costs [-]% of the price, which is the most cost-effective. However, if you order food, you won't be charged for rice. It's getting late, why don't you take a rest?"

The figure stopped, thought for a while, and seemed to have decided on something, turned around, and said:

"In that case, Brother Lao, tell me where the stables are?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, with a habitual smile on his face, and said with a smile:

"This kind of thing, how can you bother the distinguished guest, please come in, leave this matter to the little one..."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out to take the rein, but at this moment, the horse turned around and glanced at him, Xiao Er's body froze in place for an instant, and at this moment, the young man lightly patted him on the shoulder , with clean eyebrows, said gently:

"Thank you for your kindness."

"But you see, my horse has a fierce temper..."

A warm feeling emerged from the young man's hands, dispelling the cold and stiff feeling, making Zhao Xiaoer shudder, and took a step back. He didn't dare to look at the horse at first, and pointed out the direction of the stable with a dry smile. The young man nodded and thanked After that, he led the green horse towards the stable.

Xiao Er was holding on to the doorpost behind her, her calf was still a little weak.

Damn, what a fierce horse!
Swallowing, the cold golden pupils in his mind made his heart tremble.

This job, as expected, should not be done...

A regular visitor called from inside the door:

"Little Er, drink up!"

A familiar smile instantly appeared on Zhao Xiaoer's face, and he shouted loudly:

"okay!"

After a while, the waiter saw a young man in Confucian clothes sitting on an empty table, so he took the initiative to greet him and said with a smile:
"this……"

The guy's eyes fell on the piano box next to the boy, and he wanted to call him a young master, but the boy with a sword seemed to be called Shaoxia.

After hesitating for a moment, he simply greeted with a smile:
"This guest officer, I don't know whether to play the top or stay in the hotel?"

"Trouble store, stay at the store."

The waiter picked up the teapot, first scalded the teacup with boiling water, and then poured the tea into it. While pouring the tea, he introduced it familiarly: "Guest officer, it just so happens that we still have a few upper rooms here. I don't know what position the guest officer likes." ..."

A look of apology appeared on Wang Anfeng's face, and he said:
“Ordinary room is fine.”

The guy looked slightly startled, then smiled and agreed, and shouted loudly as usual:
“One room is ready!”

Someone over there agreed, and just turned around, looked at Wang Anfeng and said:

"Guest officer, do you want something to eat? We still have the freshly killed lamb here today, which is delicious. The river hasn't thawed yet. If we eat fish, we only have dried fish for dinner..."

"...Excuse me, serve a piece of vinegared cabbage."

"........."

After a while, Wang Anfeng ate his fill of rice with vegetarian dishes, and followed the waiter into the guest room with his piano box in his arms. Going to greet other guests.

After only two steps, a gentle voice came from my ear.

"Li Family Saburo."

Hearing the words, the clerk looked over and saw a middle-aged man with a clear face, looking at him with a smile. The latter had a joy on his face, and walked straight over. While wiping the table with a white cloth, he smiled and said:

"Why is sixth master here?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, is it still the same today?"

The middle-aged man nodded, chatted casually with the guy again, said a few things about the first month, changed the subject, and said with a joke:
"I think the young man's family background seems to be quite rich just now. He must have earned some rewards..."

"Would you like to invite someone to have a small drink?"

Speaking of this, the guy smiled across his face, and complained quite a bit:

"Oh, don't mention it."

"Look at the young man's clothes and guqin, all of them are valuable items, but people are picking and searching."

"Don't talk about rewards, and don't mention any guest rooms. Let's just talk about food. We only ordered a dozen or so dollars of vinegared cabbage, and then ate five bowls of rice. There was nothing left.

As he spoke, he shook his head, smacked his tongue and said:

"To be honest, the kid has worked here for a few years, but he has never seen anything so edible."

"That's not true, those masters who practice martial arts eat more, but they all eat big fish and meat tonic, who eats white rice, right..."

The man complained for a while, and stopped when the cook called him later, and went back to get the dishes. The middle-aged man poured himself a cup of tea, holding a warm teacup in his hand, his gentle eyes fell on the guest room, and he wandered around for a while , chuckled and drank the tea.

The warm tea was like a snake in a cage, struggling and stirring in his mouth, and down his throat.

Wang Anfeng sat on the bed in the guest room and pressed the bed, only to find it soft and comfortable, and couldn't help but marvel.

This is still an ordinary guest room, how comfortable should the upper room be?
He set off yesterday, originally intending to follow the map given by Mr. Jiang, and travel quickly on horseback. Although it is said that it is thousands of miles away, if he takes the official road, according to the terrifying speed of the Qingcong horse, he can get there in five days at most. .

But Mr. Ying insisted that he not take the official road, but walk along the mountain trails.

Slow down and enter every city.

Uncharacteristically, the other two masters did not have any objection to Mr. Ying's request, but rather agreed with it.

His thoughts diverged, and he thought about it for a while. The young man breathed out, restrained his thoughts, sat on the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, and the internal force of the golden bell was slowly circulating in his veins.

He has already had some time to practice the first level of the golden bell cover. After all, he has the foundation of Yizen Kungfu, and his internal energy has been fully stored. The fire is like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, hard to touch.

Contain distracting thoughts, run around the sky, and you have settled down in a moment.

In Shaolin Temple, Yuan Ci frowned slightly, Wu Changqing was still smiling, and his scribe's face was still stern.

"How many mistakes has he made?"

Wu Changqing stroked his beard:
"At least seven places, telling others everywhere that this is a fat sheep."

When he said the word "Fat Sheep", the old man couldn't help laughing out loud.

Yuan Ci had a kind face, and said: "Before he was either in commoner clothes and short jacket, or accompanied by children from aristocratic families, there was no such problem."

"At this time, he set off alone, walked on the small road, and entered every city. With the name Ma Baoqin in his body, he would inevitably be watched..."

"However, it's also time for him to see the other side of the rivers and lakes, the other side of happy love and hatred, and whipping the horse."

"Swords and swords, blood and rain."

There was a slight pause in the voice, I don't know what I thought of, and I sighed slowly:
"The turmoil in Jianghu has been evil since ancient times..."

The corner of the scholar's mouth curled slightly, and he said casually: "The world has been like this since ancient times, everyone has to accumulate experience, this kid has a little success in martial arts, it's time."

Yuan Ci sighed silently, Wu Changqing nodded slightly.

The scribe faced them with his hands behind his back, his long and narrow eyes slightly narrowed, looking ghostly.

It's time to see the blood...

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