The next day, early morning
The first snow of winter has arrived, and it started falling early in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River.
It rarely snows in the south of the Yangtze River, especially this kind of cotton-white thick snow. Therefore, this rare heavy snow makes many native southern residents in the town feel strange, so that in the early morning, the town is full of people. The noise of children having a big snowball fight and building a snowman.
Lin Xiaolu was woken up by this noise. After he woke up from the rocking chair, he went to the backyard to get water from the well to wash up. Seeing that it was snowing heavily outside, and the whole courtyard was covered with snow, he went from the kitchen He picked up a stove and took a bundle of snow-covered firewood back to the lobby.
When he came to the hall, he put the firewood into the stove and ignited it with his scorching inner power. The damp and cold hall immediately became warm.
After that, Lin Xiaolu went to the kitchen to get two round sweet potatoes, put them on the iron stove shelf and cooked roasted sweet potatoes for himself.
The noise outside the tavern was quite loud, and it gave the impression that it was noisy, but it was understandable. There is a folk proverb that auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, which means that if there is heavy snow in winter, there will be a good harvest in the fields next year, so people Happy.
Of course, all this had nothing to do with Lin Xiaolu. He just lay silently by the stove, roasting sweet potatoes while keeping warm, thinking about whether he should go out for a walk if he had nothing to do today.
He has been staying in the tavern for several months, and rarely goes out during this period. The grain, sorghum, and peanuts used to make salted peanuts, salt and vinegar tea, etc. are all delivered by specialized vendors. Every half It was delivered once a month, and he only had to stay in the tavern to greet him.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the snow will probably be on and off for the next month or so. I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I can go to Furongfang and sit down. I haven't listened to music for a long time.
The young man was thinking about his afternoon schedule, and unconsciously hummed the song he heard last time when he went to Furongfang. He was humming happily when someone suddenly knocked on the tightly closed door of the tavern.
"Shopkeeper Xiaolin, are you at home? I'm here to ask you for a drink."
Hearing the movement, Lin Xiaolu showed a somewhat helpless expression.
Why hasn't this little girl left yet? Is she here to travel?
He closed his eyes and swayed gracefully on the chair, and the wooden bolt blocking the door opened automatically, as if an invisible hand was adding fuel to the fire.
The door of the tavern opened, and Ling Wei, dressed in a red leather jacket, immediately ran in, her head covered with white dots of snowflakes.
"Good morning, shopkeeper Xiao Lin. Bring me a pot of wine, and I'll give you half a pound of it."
Lin Xiaolu, who was lying down, opened her eyes and glanced at the red clothes on her body. She was in a daze for a moment, then returned to normal and said:
"Where are the four old boys?"
"They didn't come, so I let them practice on their own in the inn."
After saying that, the girl who was no longer as nervous as Lin Xiaolu smiled wildly and said: "Shopkeeper Xiao Lin actually called Tiandi Xuanhuang boy, which is a bit rude. Although their talents are relatively low and their strength is only at the Foundation Establishment level, they are all older It’s huge.”
Lin Xiaolu curled his lips calmly, thinking that he was much older than them.
He got up and went to the wine cabinet to get some wine, while the girl looked curiously at the stove where the sweet potatoes were stacked.
"Shopkeeper Xiaolin, are you roasting sweet potatoes?"
"Hey, girl, a cultivator like this, actually knows roasted sweet potatoes?"
"Hehe, my mother especially likes roasted sweet potatoes. She made them for me when I was a child. My mother is also from the North Yao Sect, and she is an elder of the Danjing Realm."
Lin Xiaolu smiled and poured wine for her without saying anything.
After getting along with each other for the past two days, he no longer dislikes Ling Wei as much as he did at the beginning. It is undeniable that this girl approaches him because she wants to gain some benefits, but she still gives people a good impression. She is a little thoughtful, but if she doesn't do it, she won't The main thing that annoys me is that she is very measured. For example, yesterday when she was talking to Yingge, she immediately restrained her condescension with a look from her. I admired this kind of vision.
In fact, this is often the case. Everything in the world is for profit. The world is full of hustle and bustle, all for the benefit of others. It's normal to have a purpose. As long as you do it correctly and don't cheat, it doesn't matter.
So Lin Xiaolu felt that this girl was quite a good junior.
After pouring the wine, Lin Xiaolu returned to the rocking chair and sat down, then took a roasted sweet potato and handed it to her:
"one comes?"
"Hey, thank you, shopkeeper Xiaolin." The girl took it generously and started eating with a smile on her face.
While eating, she asked curiously:
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, you said that I have come to your place for drinks a few times. Can you tell me what kind of cultivation level you have? I'm curious. I think you should be in the realm of pill formation."
In the warm inn, the girl said as if she was a chatterbox:
"I thought you were about the same age as me at first, but I think you speak well and have a strong character, you know? So I guess you should be my senior, and the head of our North Yao Sect is in the same situation as you Very similar, he looks quite young, but in fact he is hundreds of years old, and he is a powerful person in the Nascent Soul Realm."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu lazily opened one eye:
"What's the name of your boss?"
"Su Wuchang, do you know him?" the girl asked enthusiastically.
Lin Xiaolu thought for a while, then shook his head decisively:
"Not impressed."
Hearing this, Ling Wei was disappointed for a moment, and then continued to ask like a curious baby: "So, Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, are you at the Dan Formation Realm or the Nascent Soul Realm?"
Faced with this problem, Lin Xiaolu shook his head again:
"Can not remember."
"No, don't remember?" Ling Wei was stunned, her eyes wide open.
"How can you still not remember this? Shopkeeper Xiaolin, do you have a golden elixir? If you have a golden elixir in your dantian, you are in the elixir-forming realm. If there is a Nascent Soul in the Zi Mansion, it is a Nascent Soul realm."
Hearing this question, Lin Xiaolu frowned slightly.
He himself knows that there is no so-called Nascent Soul Golden Pill in his body, but he does have a Glazed Qi Pill. In addition, there is a sleeping version of himself in his soul, which appeared after he attained enlightenment. He said It is still being studied as a divine self.
In the lobby, the girl looked at Lin Xiaolu blankly, but Lin Xiaolu had lost interest in continuing the conversation. After eating the sweet potatoes, he lazily lay down on the rocking chair, wiped his mouth and said:
"Half a catty of wine costs twenty cents. I'll treat you to sweet potatoes. Remember to keep the money after you drink it."
Seeing that Lin Xiaolu started to ignore her again, Ling Wei was a little confused for a moment, but she didn't dare to offend her, so she just felt sad in her heart and drank alone with her lips pursed.
After that, the two of them were completely speechless, and the tavern became completely quiet, with only the sound of children laughing and playing outside continuing.
After a long time, the heavy snow outside the tavern became lighter. Lin Xiaolu saw that it was almost noon, so he stood up and took an oil-paper umbrella.
"Shopkeeper Xiaolin, are you going out?" asked the girl who had just finished drinking.
"Well, there's nothing to do. I'm going to Furongfang to listen to music."
"Can you take me with you?" Ling Wei, who had just finished half a catty of wine, said with red cheeks and expectant look on her face:
"I heard other people say yesterday that it was a brothel, and sister Yingge worked there. I haven't visited a brothel yet."
Hearing this request, Lin Xiaolu, who had always been calm, was amused. This was the first time he heard that the girl wanted to visit a brothel.
