Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"You don't know, I haven't had a good night's sleep these days. As long as I close my eyes, I will dream that the gold is lost."

Xiaomi even walks wobbly.

After cooking, I cooked a meal. After eating and drinking, Xiaomi took a hot bath and went upstairs to the guest room to sleep.

in the lobby

Su Xuan boiled water to make a cup of hot tea, lay down on a chair, picked up a collection of comic book and read it happily.

He bought this book from a book dealer who set up a stall a few days ago, and it is full of pictures and texts.

Not only the vivid description in the text, but also with exquisite illustrations, the brushwork of the painter is quite exquisite.

Almost 1000 years ahead of this era.

If there is a chance, Su Xuan must meet this painter in person, and have a lively discussion about his experience and experience.

As for the mysterious guest Xiaomi mentioned, he didn't take it seriously.

In the past two years, Su Xuan has seen so many high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and a mere ingot of gold.

But the old saying goes

When the monk hits the clock one day

What should be prepared still needs to be prepared. The ingredients to be used are ordered two days in advance, and they will be delivered directly when the time comes.

Anyway, this person should be a master who is not short of money, so prepare whatever is the most expensive ingredient, and prepare whatever is the best ingredient.

It's not spending my own money, so of course I won't feel bad.

tenth day

snow is still falling

Su Xuan got up early and was busy in the kitchen. Even Xiaomi put on a set of clean clothes and cleaned up the tables, chairs and benches.

Collect money for work

First clean the inside and outside of the inn, especially the tables, chairs and benches, and Xiaomi scrubbed it over and over again.

Almost able to take a picture of the figure.

"Almost got it."

Su Xuan poked his head out from the kitchen: "If you keep wiping it down, my good stool will be ruined by you."

"Boss, this is your fault."

Xiaomi didn't look up, and continued to work: "Such big benefactors are rare, and they are willing to spend money, so we have to show the best service attitude."

"What if the guests are not satisfied because they haven't been wiped clean?"

Xiaomi's words are eloquent

"Is my attitude not good enough?"

Su Xuan pouted: "Get up early in the morning to work."

"The shopkeeper, I didn't say that this shop should be renovated."

"Especially these tables, chairs and benches should have been replaced a long time ago, and it doesn't cost a lot of money."

"That's troublesome."

Su Xuan shook his head: "I don't even bother to open an inn, and I'm not short of money now. I'll sell the store when I wait for someone who is destined."

"You don't even do such a good business?"

Xiaomi was upset: "What a prodigal son."

"Hey, shopkeeper, I was born to be a son, not to do such hard work."

Su Xuan sighed, and continued to work in the kitchen.

After a while, the vendors delivered the ordered ingredients to the inn and settled the bill without even spending the deposit.

"Xiaomi, chop the firewood."

"Xiaomi, turn up the fire in the stove."

"Xiaomi, kill the river fish, wash them, and cover them with ice."

"Xiaomi, wash that century-old ginseng clean, remember to wash it with silk."

"Xiaomi, take out the mushrooms and wash them too."

At the door of the kitchen, Su Xuan was holding hot tea and warming the fire, very leisurely, only suffering from the millet.

After busy work, Su Xuan arranged a new job before this was done. In the winter, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

It was not until noon that all the ingredients were processed, and only then did I get some free rest time.

"Xiaomi, thank you for your hard work."

Su Xuan looked relieved, and then yawned: "Look at the store, I'll catch up on sleep, and call me when I arrive."

Leaving Xiaomi full of resentment sitting alone in the empty hall.

How many hours does this sleep last

In the evening, the wind blew the blizzard and let out a low-pitched roar, and no one could be seen on the street.

From time to time, Xiaomi ran to the door and stood for a while, looking around, but sat and waited, but no one came.

"what happened?"

"Could it be that the wind and snow are too heavy today, so you won't come?"

he muttered

"If you don't come, your preparations will be in vain."

As soon as he turned around and sat down at the kotatsu table to warm up by the fire, he heard a clear and loud drink.

"Yihua Palace is doing business, idlers stay away."

Two girls came from the wind and snow, and landed at the entrance of Shangru Inn, wrapped in plain long skirts, with delicate faces, and holding long swords with sheaths in their hands.

"Yihua Palace?"

When Xiaomi heard this name, he jumped up from his chair in fright. As a member of the Beggar Gang, he had naturally heard of the name Yihua Palace.

It is the way of magic in the way of magic. It is said that in Yihua Palace, there are all women, and these women hate men extremely.

"Shopkeeper, it's over, Yihua Palace is here."

Xiaomi quickly ran towards the backyard, knocking on the door of Su Xuan's room non-stop.

"What's the matter?"

After a while, the door opened, and Su Xuan came out from inside, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

(It's eighth watch, brother Meng, let's count the votes and flowers to support the humble author).

Chapter 23: Su Xuan: It's over!The old sword god has become my master

"Shopkeeper, something is wrong, Yihua Palace has come to Qixia Town."

Xiaomi looked anxious, afraid that Su Xuan would not know.

"It's Yihua Palace, one of the overlords of Kyushu's demonic way. They never need a reason to kill, especially men."

Su Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether he is Yihua Palace or Yimu Palace, as long as he doesn't cause trouble in my inn, then don't worry about them."

"We run an inn, and all the people who come to the door are guests."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the lobby, leaving Xiaomi in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Move Flower Palace?

Su Xuan came to the lobby with a smile on his face. At the entrance of the inn, two girls with swords lined up on the left and right.

Not long after, eight women in white skirts came from the end of the long street carrying a large sedan chair with light gauze.

"Palace Master, this is the Shangru Inn."

The accompanying middle-aged woman talked to the people inside through the light veil.

"Ah."

The curtain of the car was raised, and half of her pink and tender white arms were first exposed, followed by half of her body, and the corners of the palace dress skirt.

When the woman among them walked out, Su Xuan stood at the door of the inn, looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Even with his vision, he has to admit that this woman is very beautiful, with a charming face accompanied by a glamorous arrogance.

Let any man can't help but have a strong desire to conquer.

The woman followed his gaze and looked at each other. From her eyes, Su Xuan saw contempt.

is a proud woman

He turned his eyes to the side, and the corners of the woman's mouth were slightly raised in a beautiful arc.

"Your Excellency is Shopkeeper Lu."

The accompanying middle-aged woman took out a token, and he took a look at it, and after confirming that it was a reservation token made by himself, he took it back.

"Please come in."

Su Xuan waved, with a warm smile on his face.

The woman in palace costume stepped over the threshold, and when she passed by, she suddenly turned her head to look at Su Xuan, and smiled slightly at him.

This smile made Su Xuan's hair stand on end.

"Sit here."

His face remained unchanged, and he shouted to the kitchen: "Xiaomi, start the fire."

The woman in palace attire sat down at the table in the lobby with a maid, while the other women stood guard outside the inn gate.

"This is the top tip of the hair."

Su Xuan served tea and said with a smile: "The guests have a cup of tea first, and the food and drink will be ready immediately."

"Ah."

The woman nodded, picked up the teacup, and tasted it.

Xiaomi secretly hid behind the curtain, peeked through the gap, and was relieved to confirm that Yihua Palace was not here to cause trouble.

"Look at your guts."

Su Xuan walked in, couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You are a disciple of the Beggar Gang."

"What happened to the disciples of the beggar gang?"

Xiaomi shrank his neck: "Even if we are the elders and leaders of the Beggar Clan, we will be afraid of Yaoyue."

"Stop the gossip and prepare the dishes."

As the fire went downstream, soon, a strong aroma floated from the kitchen to the lobby.

"Palace Master."

The middle-aged maid looked at the kitchen with her eyes. Although Xiaomi's voice was low just now, they are all masters.

Naturally, he could hear clearly.

Yaoyue shook her head, Qiong nose lightly sniffed, and there was a little curiosity in her eyes.

The maid then looked away.

"Palace Master, is this person really the former disciple of Li Jianshen?"

She was puzzled: "No matter how I look at it, I feel that I am just an ordinary person."

Although dozens of years have passed, there are still countless legends about that Li Jianshen in the Jianghu.

someone still remembers

Especially those old masters