New Times Inn

    The blue-faced ghost gradually began to guess the identity of the other party in his heart.

    This person doesn't look like a simple person based on what he wears and dresses up, but he has never heard of this character in the Central Plains. Could it be... from the Western Regions?

    Yes…

    The blue-faced ghost thought about it.

    Black peacock... This kind of rare beast is probably not from the Western Regions, this black iron sword, I am afraid that it didn't live in the Western Regions before, and it has only reappeared in the world now.

    There are indeed many masters in the Western Regions. There were some masters in the Central Plains who went to the Western Regions to learn from others, and many people never returned.

      It probably wouldn't stand still.

    He looked at the inn again, and on the surface it seemed that there was nothing strange about the inn.

    No matter how powerful a person is, there is no way they can compete with people from their sect.

    Just…

    The green-faced ghost glanced at the person in front of him and swallowed again.

    The black iron sword was held by this man with one hand at will, and he was waving it up and down. Every time he felt that the sword would be slapped on his body.

    If this thing rubs his side, I am afraid he will vomit three liters of blood on the spot.

    This is a threat, definitely a threat!

    He didn't dare to hide it, and said honestly: "I'm from... Pavilion."

    Gerry? Why does the name sound like Xinjiang?

    Feng Qing complained and smiled again, "I'm actually not familiar with this place. I came here recently, I just want to open a small inn, and I'm counting on you... a lot take care of."

    "You...you're welcome, you're welcome," said the blue-faced ghost.

    He felt that he had to learn a little bit at this meeting, so he felt a lot more relaxed.

    It seems that the other party also understands the principle of strong dragons not overpowering snakes.

    Li Qi was boiling water in the backyard while eavesdropping on the conversation in front of him, and when he listened, someone suddenly knocked on the back door.

    "Who?" Li Qi shouted in surprise.

    At this time, people gathered around the front door to watch the fun, why would anyone come to the back door on purpose?

    "Anyone?" shouted someone outside.

    "Meituan—"

    …

    It seems that she used the tube of softness to overcome the rigidity.

    Feng Qing silently gave herself a compliment in her heart, don't you think this person calmed down slowly?

    Sure enough, what her mother said was right, people sometimes have to be soft in society, and can't always be hard.

    Feng Qing, you are awesome. Yesterday, you hired a chef yourself. Today, you can communicate directly with the debt collectors. You are getting smarter and smarter.

    The blue-faced ghost already had a point in his heart at this time, and his tone became soft again, "I don't know where you came from?"

    "Ah? I... come from a far, far place." Feng Qing said with a smile, "You don't know that place, so I won't say it."

    I didn't know you? I'm afraid it's not a small place that can't be smaller.

    The blue-faced ghost suddenly felt comfortable.

    In a remote and small place, what powerful organization can appear.

    His face put on a smile again, "Where... I'm not very knowledgeable, but I have been to a lot of places in the world, you just need to say a general The location is good.”

    "That place..." Feng Qing said, "...actually it's not too far away, just..."

    Just what?

    The blue-faced ghost wanted to continue to ask, but at this time, a voice suddenly came from behind.

    "The treasurer."

    Li Qi came out with a plate.

    His tone seemed a little weird, but all the emotions in it were obscured by his paralyzed expression.

    "Someone sent you this just now, saying it was what you wanted, and they sent it as soon as possible."

    Feng Qing thought to herself who gave her something at this time, and only remembered when she turned her head and saw the plate.

    Oh...she used the 2 pounds of lychees that Meituan ordered.

    Li Qi came over under the watchful eyes of everyone, and then put the plate on the table.

    "Eat lychees." Feng Qing greeted the creditor in front of him, "Well, I didn't expect you to come. If I knew you were coming, I would have prepared something better in advance..."

    When the blue-faced ghost looked at the plate, he swallowed and suddenly didn't know what to say.

    Ah... Speaking of this Meituan delivering food, Feng Qing thought.

    In fact, it is really interesting, it is indeed sent by the takeaway brother,

    It's just that they usually drive to the door, and then put down the takeaway usually, and they don't pay any attention to the strange scenery, just like they are delivering food in the shooting location of Hengdian.

    Feng Qing actually wanted to ask why the group of Meituan brothers wore their helmets so tightly, even covering their faces, she had never seen such a standard helmet in her life The Meituan Rider.

    But she was afraid of the terrible consequences of what she said It felt the same, she chose not to touch those very dangerous things.

    Anyway, the thing was delivered, it doesn't matter how it was delivered.

    Out of prudence, although Feng Qing knew that modern things would be transformed into the appearance of the times in the eyes of the ancients, she still asked, "Who sent it?"

    "A person who can't see his face." Li Qi said, "The person who came in through the back door just now has a good attitude, and asked the shopkeeper to give him a... five stars?"

     "Okay, I understand, let's put it here." Feng Qing, she pointed to the table in front of her, a smile instantly piled up on her face, and said to the creditor in front of her. , "Eat, eat more."

    It is inconvenient for the ancients to eat lychees... Feng Qing thought while peeling it.

    In fact, she is not good in geography. For a Northeasterner with poor geography, all geographical concepts in China except Northeast are counted as South.

    In Feng Qing's concept, there should be lychees in the south. But Feng Qing himself knew that he was beyond the geographical level, so he was actually a little nervous in his heart.

    But she glanced at Li Qi and found that he seemed calm when he saw this lychee, so Feng Qing was relieved.

    I guess it is very convenient. Her little fellow from the countryside looks so calm when looking at lychees. This child used to farm the land, so he should be relatively familiar with crops and so on. It's convenient, shouldn't her buddy yell?

    Those lychees were washed by Li Qi and placed in a white and thin porcelain plate, which looked extra attractive.

    Actually…

    ...Li Qi deliberately concealed something just now.

    What he didn't say was that the person who gave the lychee was extremely talented and wore a strange mask on his face.

      , that Qinggong is also a top-notch expert in the Central Plains.

    However, such a master can only deliver lychees under the shopkeeper.

      If you have money, you have to have a strong organization behind it. If the concubine wants to eat a lychee, it will take so much trouble. I am afraid that it is possible to get such a plate of lychees with the efforts of thousands of people.

    Is this an organization under the shopkeeper's subordinates?

    Li Qi nodded secretly, feeling that he had touched a little background of the shopkeeper.

    Meituan...?

    …

    Feng Qing picked up a lychee, and she peeled off the skin of the lychee. This is the season of lychees. Fresh lychees from Guangdong have thin skins and small cores. As soon as they are peeled off, a fragrance wafts out.

    "It's alright..." Feng Qing looked at the lychee and thought, "It's not rotten... I thought the discounted lychee was not very good. Who would have thought that it was quite fresh."

    She just wanted to give the peeled lychee to the creditor on the opposite side, when she suddenly saw a strange smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

    "Then what, I suddenly remembered that there is something at home, so I won't stay here for a long time, and ask the shopkeeper's forgiveness."

    The blue-faced ghost wanted to leave.

    "Oh? It's gone now?" Feng Qing was surprised and overjoyed, "Don't stay for a while?"

    What she actually wanted to ask was that Li Qi still owes her a debt? Why did he leave suddenly?

    The smile on the face of the green-faced ghost froze when he heard Feng Qing's words, and the smile was uglier than the cry.

    "You... do you want me to stay here for a while?"

    He really wanted to use the Tianyi Pavilion to suppress this person just now, who would have thought that the backhand would give him a slap in the face.

    Good guy, he wondered that they really didn't let him see a subordinate, but he used this plate of lychees to warn him.

    The blue-faced ghost is now full of thoughts of wanting to die, thousands of words, and finally only one sentence.

    —You... Since you have such great abilities, and you have come all the way to deliver a plate of lychees, why should you be the shopkeeper in this small inn!

    Although the blue-faced ghost didn't say it, the tone of his brain was very sad and angry when he thought about this sentence in his mind.

    Although Feng Qing verbally stopped her, she definitely wanted to let the green-faced ghost go away. Her excitement made her smile even deeper.

    "No." She said with such a smile, "If you desperately want to go home, then I am still very happy, when are you going to leave, Li Qi, hurry up and pack up a bit…"

    "No! No no..." The blue-faced ghost stood up, with a stiff smile on his face, he waved his hands frantically and said, "I'm not so... I want to go home. ."

    …especially back home.

    "No, no, don't be polite." Feng Qing was humbled when she heard that, no matter what reason the other party suddenly wanted to leave, wouldn't she have to send him away quickly? When she still had such a kind smile on her face, Li Qi next to her suddenly stopped her.

    "The shopkeeper." He looked over seriously.

    "Huh?" Feng Qing was taken aback.

    She was actually taken aback.

    Because she suddenly realized that this dirty and dark guy was a little handsome when he looked at him seriously.

    Of course at that moment Feng Qing thought this was an illusion, after all...how could a poor jingle guy who has been being chased by creditors all of a sudden be so handsome.

    "Let him go." Li Qi said.

    Huh? She really wanted people to come. Feng Qing thought blankly.

    Why does her buddy look like she's not ready to let go.

    "Thank you! Thank you!" The green-faced ghost stood up abruptly and thanked Li Qi again and again, almost bursting into tears with excitement.

    He ran away without saying a word. In front of everyone's eyes, only Li Qi, whose eyes were gradually deepening, and Feng Qing, who looked confused.

    And...the old folks who stood at the door and watched the fun.