After the old man was led into the inn and found a seat to sit down, the waiter immediately asked diligently:
"Dad, do you want to eat something first? You've given me enough, so there's no need to give me anything else."
The old man nodded slightly when he heard the words and said casually: "A pot of tea, a bowl of noodles, and a head of garlic are enough."
The waiter was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the old man who was so generous would actually eat this little thing, but he didn't say anything more and quickly nodded in agreement.
"Hey, okay, we're going to get ready now, please wait a moment!"
After saying that, the waiter hurried to the counter and handed the gold leaf given by the old man to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's eyes lit up.
Today's business was not very good, but with this golden leaf, it was not a loss. He immediately told the waiter to entertain him well, and he went to the kitchen himself. Fortunately, the kitchen staff hadn't left yet, otherwise I was afraid that He was asked to cook by himself.
In a short time, everything the old man wanted was on the table.
The old man started to eat, and the waiter was about to leave when he saw that nothing happened to him. Suddenly, another person stepped into the door.
The waiter hurried to meet him, but he was a lame old Taoist priest, wearing a blue robe, followed by a big yellow dog, with a long strip wrapped in a quilt on his back.
I have been sitting in the city of Liaoyun Pass all year round, and there are many people coming and going. The waiter is somewhat discerning, and I can tell at a glance that this person is probably a Jianghu guest, and what he is carrying on his back is probably a weapon. Not daring to neglect, he rushed forward to greet him.
After all, it is common for these charlatans to draw swords against each other when they disagree, but they cannot suffer disaster because of a trivial matter.
"Master Taoist! Do you want to hit the top or stay in a hotel?
I'm dissatisfied with you for saying that it's raining heavily today and all the surrounding inns have been closed. If it weren't for the breakfast shop you opened, it would also be closed. "
The Taoist is not young. His wrinkled face has a clean and neat goatee under his chin, which shows that he takes good care of it.
But his figure is very thin, with no flesh on his body, but his eyes are bright and bright, which makes people unconsciously scared after looking at him for a long time.
After hearing what the waiter said, the old Taoist priest chuckled and said: "Hey, at this point in time, you are the one who lives in the store, but as a Taoist priest, I am also the one who lives in the store.
But I have no money, what do you think I should do? "
As soon as he heard this man say that he had no money, the waiter immediately became embarrassed. He saw that this man was a charlatan. He was afraid that he would be killed by this man with a sword the next second if he said the wrong thing, so he subconsciously looked towards the shopkeeper. , but where I looked, I didn’t see the shopkeeper at all. Only the door curtain leading in and out of the kitchen was shaking slightly, but I just saw that the shopkeeper had come out!
Just when he didn't know what to do, the old man who hadn't spoken since he came in just now spoke.
"Chen Ergou, why bother to embarrass a waiter like him? If you want to eat and drink, just say so. This is not the first time I have met you.
The waiter doesn't need to pay attention to him, just charge his share to my account. "
As soon as the old man said these words, the waiter breathed a huge sigh of relief.
He nodded quickly and asked the old Taoist: "Master Tao, what would you like to eat?"
Chen Ergou glanced at the waiter in the shop and said angrily: "If you have any dog meat, please serve a plate of dog meat to the Taoist master, and a pot of wine, which must be warm!"
The waiter nodded quickly: "Okay Taoist master, if you have any, go and get ready."
After saying that, the waiter Jiu couldn't wait to run to the kitchen.
And the lame old man, Chen Ergou, had come to the old man's table and sat down with a gloomy look on his face, with a look of displeasure on his face:
"Old Qiu, don't think that Taoist will give you a good look if you invite him to dinner and stay at the hotel. No one in our family knows who is who. Why are you pretending to be a good person here? You, Qiu Qianchi, are not a good person. You are staying in this hotel. Which wealthy family did you "borrow" your money from?
Tsk tsk! You are still the same as you were when you were young. Are you not afraid of retribution? "
The old man who was called Qiu Lao Immortal listened to the words of the lame old Taoist. There was no reaction on his face. He still ate the noodles in the bowl calmly. He didn't hurry up until he had finished all the noodles in the bowl and a head of garlic. He wiped his mouth clean, poured himself a cup of tea and said leisurely:
"At least it's better than your Chen Ergou eating the King's meal.
At least I gave money to spend money outside, and the people I borrowed from were all people who were rich and unkind. They were so rich, wouldn't it be appropriate for me to ask them for some money when I ran out of money? "
The lame old Taoist smiled disdainfully and said:
"I heard that a few days ago, the Huang family, a century-old family in Danfeng City on the border of Guanzhong County, was wiped out overnight, but only a bag of gold leaves was lost. Eyewitnesses said that the perpetrator was an old man in white clothes and bare feet. This It must have been you, right?
Is this what you mean by borrowing? "
The old man didn't take it seriously and said: "Originally, I just planned to borrow a bag of gold leaves. Unexpectedly, Huang Shiren, the head of the Huang family, stayed up late at night and ran to the warehouse to count the money. He found that my dog dared to threaten me and said that he would give me money as a gift. When I went to see the official, I had no choice but to kill him. Then I made a fuss and was discovered. There were more and more people, so I had no choice but to kill them all.
I just borrowed some gold leaves, but their family has a big business and they actually refused to do it. If they were willing at the beginning, I would naturally not do it again next time. It was all their own fault. "
"Tsk, tsk, all this nonsense makes you sound like you are the righteous one.
In terms of talking skills, I, Chen Ergou, am not as good as you! "
The lame old man shook his head and laughed.
The old man said nothing more and slowly drank the tea.
At this moment, the waiter at the shop finally brought up what the lame old Taoist wanted. The old Taoist smiled and started to show off.
Blessings are immeasurable!
Although the money spent was not from the right source, the person who did this was Qiu Lao Immortal, and he is also responsible for the evil. I am just seeking justice for the Huang family.
If I eat one more mouthful of meat, this old man Qiu will eat one less mouthful of meat from the Huang family. My merits are immeasurable!
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and there was only one guest in the empty inn.
The white-haired old man was slowly drinking tea, and the lame old Taoist priest next to him was eating dog meat. The old yellow dog was crying, hoping that the lame old Taoist would leave the bones for him to chew.
Just when the innkeeper thought that these two people and a dog were the last guests of his inn this year.
The wind and rain outside the door were once again brought into the inn.
A cloud-headed shoe stepped into the inn from outside the door.
Immediately behind him, a black-haired old man wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, with his hair tied up in a long hair and one tail placed behind him, holding a long sword, and with an elegant face and the demeanor of an ancient gentleman, slowly walked into the inn.
As soon as the old man with the sword came in. He instantly attracted everyone's attention. His sharp aura was so eye-catching.
The old yellow dogs who were sitting quietly drinking tea, showing off their dog meat, and drooling as their master ate the meat all stood up and looked at the visitor.
The calmness on the white-haired old man's face disappeared, and the cynicism on the lame old man's face also disappeared.
The two of them read out a name in unison.
"Li Bubai!"
The best swordsman in Shu is said to be the Supreme Elder of the Sword Sect, the eighth grandson of Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Bai!
Li Bubai, the best swordsman in the world, once challenged twenty-three hidden sects of the Song Dynasty with one man and one sword without losing any of them!
I didn’t expect he was still alive!
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(End of chapter)
