It took Huan Chenyu a long time to see the small town that the farmer told him before. He couldn't help but regret a little, because this so-called "small town" was really too small, just larger than an average village. Some, but fortunately there are some facilities. He only came to such a place to understand some current events.
Moreover, it took too long. Originally, they said it was a bit far. He just thought that it would take some time based on the consciousness of a mortal, but he didn't expect that it would only take half a day. For him, who has so much money, It was simply unbearable. Although the lifespan of cultivators is quite long, compared to the mortal world, time passes very quickly in the world of cultivation. Sometimes you can practice basic exercises in seclusion to improve your cultivation. Decades can pass in just one child. Of course, this is only compared to the Golden Immortal and the Emperor of Heaven. Low-level cultivators naturally do not dare to do this. Even though he has plenty of time, for Huan Chenyu, every moment must be used in key areas so that it cannot be regarded as wasted time. The time spent rushing to the small town was obviously not part of his plan. .
Fortunately, when he led the horse into the small town, he found that he was quite satisfied with it, even though he would not live here, he just came in to collect information. But whether a place can satisfy you, the first impression is very important. If you are in a place that you hate extremely, how can you still calm down and do your thing?
The residents in a small town are actually fixed, so they can recognize unfamiliar faces from outside at once. However, there are no business people here, so when they see Huan Chenyu leading a bad horse slowly, When he entered the town, the residents here didn't show much interest in him except for glancing at him a few times.
This place is located at the junction of Zhaowu Nine Surnames Hu State and Datang and Mobei. The Silk Road will pass through nearby, so travelers will pass by from time to time. They have long been accustomed to these people. Not to mention that Huan Chenyu had gone through cross-dressing in order not to attract anyone's attention. Now he looks ugly, wearing a black robe made of coarse cloth, and he is holding a bad horse bought from the farmer. Why? Maybe someone would come up to him?
He looked around and quickly grasped the architectural layout of this town. After all, the place itself was not that big, and what he wanted to go to was the only tavern here.
He led the horse to the door of the tavern and looked at the flag hanging at the door. The name of the tavern was written on it in Turkic language. It is a common name for guests to come to the tavern. It seems that the owner should be a visitor. Turks who crossed the Central Plains.
When a Han waiter saw a guest coming, he ran out. Although he was a little disappointed when he saw him, he still helped him lead the bad horse to the stable. Needless to say, he gave this horse The horses must be fed low-quality fodder, after all, they are all coming to see people.
He walked into this small tavern, looked around, and couldn't help but nodded slightly. Yes, it can be seen from the cleanliness that the owner cares about his store, and from the placement of items in the store It can be seen that the owner has indeed spent some time in the Central Plains.
However, it was not dinner time, so there were no customers dining on the first floor of the store, and there were not many residents here, so there was no scene of people gathering together and chatting in the pubs in ordinary cities. He went upstairs After taking a quick look, I could feel that there were several sleeping humans upstairs, they must be travelers passing by.
When he saw a customer coming in, the shopkeeper who was cleaning the counter immediately came out to greet him. He was indeed a Turk, and from this Huanchenyu could tell that there should only be three or four people running the shop. Second, I don’t know if a cook or a shopkeeper has a waiter. If so, why would the shopkeeper be allowed to receive guests?
"This guest, would you rather stay in a hotel?" the shop owner said with a smile in fluent Chinese.
"How about some home-cooked food." Huan Chenyu also smiled. Facing such a person, how could you not show your own smile? You would be affected by his optimistic atmosphere to some extent, but Huan Chenyu was just pretending. It's just coming out, his city is too deep after all.
"Hey, okay, please wait a moment, sir. The food will be served soon."
In fact, what Huan Chenyu is currently using is not the incarnation of the mortal race, so he doesn't need to eat at all, but it doesn't matter if he eats something. Anyway, his original purpose is not to eat. The reason why I know how to order food is because this shop owner is really good. Even the waiter outside showed his disdain for Huan Chenyu, but this shop owner can still treat guests warmly, if it weren't for the fact that he learned it in Zhongyuan After some slick tricks, he is such a simple person to begin with.
It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to bring in several plates of fragrant food from the back. It was really home-cooked food. It was delicious and filling, and it wasn't very expensive. It seemed that he was really attentive, and this tavern was really good. There are no waiters, otherwise the shopkeeper would not be allowed to serve the food.
After the food was served, the shopkeeper went to work at his counter again, and Huan Chenyu wanted this time.
While eating, he pretended to be chatting and asked, "Shopkeeper, have you spent some time in the Central Plains?"
"Hey, my guest has really sharp eyes. I actually lived in the Central Plains for a while. Later, my father died, so I came back and inherited his tavern."
Oh, he is still a filial son. Huan Chenyu couldn't help but nodded in his heart. He had already planned to give him some money in return after asking about the matter. If nothing else, it should be enough for this guy to have food and clothing for the rest of his life.
"By the way, the guest officer must be Han, right? But by the look of you, you must have come from the west. You must speak Turkic well, right?"
"Of course. How can people who often run in both directions not know a little bit of Turkic? You must know that your Turkic language is also spoken by a high number of people in the West. As a Han Chinese, if you want to communicate with them, you will naturally choose Turkic. The Chinese language is relatively easy to learn, but their language is very difficult to learn.”
"Then you don't know what the customers do?" The shop owner looked at Huan Chenyu carefully while cleaning up the counter. He has been running the shop here for so long and has met all kinds of people, like Huan Chenyu. , not many, so I can only make a rough guess.
Huan Chenyu also had some interest in this shop owner. Of course he could notice that the other person's eyes were looking back and forth on his body. He wanted to see how the shop owner would guess his identity.
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