Although he was still very confused about his father's sudden decision to worship him in the Blessed Land of Flowing Light and return to the Yanfeng clan, regarding the matter of cultivating immortals, Xiao He had never known how to face his father or his family. It was settled when his father could point out the matter in advance. A worry in Xiao He's heart.
At this time, it was still far away from the time for Guiyan Peak to accept disciples as promised by his father. Xiao He did not go directly to Guiyan Peak, but walked calmly as if strolling in a courtyard. After years of hard training, the colorful world of human beings seems particularly lively at the moment.
When Xiao He once again walked on the bluestone road of Xuanyang City, he had a special feeling in his heart. To a certain extent, Xuanyang City was the starting point of Xiao He's cultivation of immortality. It was here that he met the drunkard and the madman. of.
The only difference is that the last time he came here, Xiao He was a white-faced scholar, a handsome gentleman, and calm and composed. But now, Xiao He felt a little uncomfortable. There was no folding fan in his hand, which always felt a bit inconsistent. So, Xiao He walked to an antique shop.
As soon as Xiao He walked into the store, the boss came up to him with a smile on his face and asked, "Master, are you here to buy a folding fan?"
Xiao He asked doubtfully: "How do you know? Do you have the ability to predict the future?"
"How can a villain have such ability? I just saw the young master walking from the street. He was very well-dressed. The only thing missing from his body was a folding fan." The boss said.
"It's rare to have a business like yours. It seems I have to buy a fan from you today." Xiao He said.
The boss smiled and said, "Young master, I praise you very much. This villain has just been working hard in the business world for a few years and gained a few false points of experience."
Xiao He ignored the cunning boss and picked up a few fans to play with. At this time, a burst of firecrackers sounded behind him, and the street that was calm just now suddenly became lively. For a while, there was a lot of people, as if something big had happened.
The owner of the antique shop looked out and sighed: "When will my business be like Louwailou? The lunch boxes will really ensure that the whole family has food and clothing!"
"Lou outside the building?" Xiao He asked back.
"Young master, you don't know about this outer building?" the boss asked in surprise.
"Please be educated!" Xiao He said politely.
"The outer building of this building is the largest restaurant in Xuanyang City. The business is usually normal. However, during the thirty days in September every year, it is really lively." The boss said.
Xiao He asked: "What's special about September?"
"Every September, Louwailou will launch its signature barbecue, attracting diners from all over the world to go there. When the young master first came in, I thought he was also a diner who came here because of his reputation!" said the boss.
"What's so special about this meat? If the business is so booming, why is it only sold in September?" Xiao He continued to ask.
"I don't know about that. How could Louwailou leak such business secrets to outsiders?"
"In that case, I have to give it a try!" After Xiao He said that, he took a folding fan and paid for it. He just said, "No need to look for it!" and walked towards the crowded restaurant.
After Xiao He left, the boy on the side looked at the ingot of silver in the boss's hand and said with emotion: "It's really like Lu You's bones are frozen to death. The rich family smells of wine and meat. This person seems ordinary, but he is so generous."
The boss glanced at the young man with disdain and said: "You know nothing, this is the son of the Xiao family, the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River. Of course he is generous. Just now he walked over from a distance, and I recognized him as soon as I took a look. How can you do business if you are so stupid?"
"The boss is wise! The boss is wise!" The young man nodded and praised.
There are three floors outside the building, and the third floor is an open-air platform, which is where the madman and the wine monster were that day.
As expected, business was booming that day. Customers came like clouds and walked in. The first and second floors were full, and there wasn't even an empty seat. Xiao He walked to the third floor, which was still crowded.
A sweaty boy came over and greeted Xiao He: "I'm objective, I'm really sorry, we don't have any seats upstairs."
Xiao He smiled and responded politely: "No problem, I'll sit down at the railing, and you can serve me a pot of good wine and a piece of your signature barbecue!"
"Well, you can do it yourself, I'm afraid the barbecue will have to wait a little longer!" the boy said.
"Hard work." Xiao He replied with a smile. After greeting Xiao He, the waiter started busy again.
Xiao He sat down on the railing, leaning against a pillar. The gentle breeze was blowing, which made people feel very comfortable. At this time, I suddenly heard another voice coming from the side: "Great monk, why are you taking my barbecue!"
"Why, do I have to give Sajiatu back to you?"
Xiao He followed the rich voice and looked over, but saw in the crowd, a great monk wearing a blue cassock, carrying a plate of fragrant barbecue, one hand being held by a bald fat man.
Xiao He was about to see how the great monk would respond. The boy ran over and said to the great monk, "You are such an unreasonable monk. You just don't abide by the rules and regulations. Why do you still steal other people's meat?"
"How do you know this meat is his?" the great monk replied arrogantly.
"Master, please don't be unreasonable. I saw this fat old man coming here early. How come the meat I ordered first didn't belong to him?" said the boy.
The fat bald man holding the monk's wrist on the side also said: "Listen to what this guy said, which temple are you a monk from? Be careful, I will go to the mountain gate and ask your abbot for comment!"
When the big monk heard what the fat bald man said, he broke free with a flick of his wrist. Then he grabbed the fat man's chest with his backhand and lifted the whole person up effortlessly while continuing to put it into his mouth with his other hand. While grilling the meat, he said: "Poor monk Xianyun Yehe, where can you find me?"
The fat monk obviously didn't feel comfortable being lifted up. There was fear in his expression and he said, "Put me down, I'm not the same as you!"
After the great monk heard this, he relaxed his fingers, and the fat bald man slumped to the ground, quickly stood up, and walked away angrily. The great monk turned to look at the young man again and said, "What do you want to do?"
"Now that the fat uncle is gone, this meat is yours. You have to pay for it!" the boy said tentatively.
"Amitabha, money is something external to the body. The poor monk is a monk and never carries money with him." The great monk said seriously.
"You, great monk, are clearly here to cause trouble today!"
As soon as the guy finished speaking, a dozen guys suddenly surrounded him.
The great monk was not afraid at all and said with a smile, "Why, is Louwailou going to bully the customers?"
The waiter said, "No matter what you say, if you don't hand over the money today, you won't be able to leave here." After that, several of the waiters attacked the monk and tore his cassock.
The great monk didn't use any force to fight back, he just pushed the people around him from left to right.
At this time, Xiao He spoke: "I paid for this master's money, so don't embarrass him anymore."
Hearing the sound, the waiter looked towards Xiao He and said: "This young master is such an unruly and unreasonable monk. You don't have to save him. You need to make him remember a little longer!"
Xiao He raised his hand and made a silent gesture, and said, "I paid for him."
Since this was already the case, the waiter didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he accepted Xiao He's silver and let the monk go.
The great monk looked at Xiao He and said, "This donor is not bad. If we meet by chance, I will definitely repay you!" After that, he turned and left.
After the big monk left, the crowd watching the excitement dispersed and returned to their seats to sit down. Only one boy was left, still standing next to Xiao He.
"How about it? I told you earlier that this guy is not worthy of your help. You paid the money and he didn't even say thank you." said the waiter on the side.
"It doesn't matter, it's up to him, but when will my barbecue be served?" Xiao He asked back.
"I'll hurry you up right now!" the boy responded.
"By the way, what kind of meat is your barbecue made of? Why is it so delicious?" Xiao He asked.
"I beg your pardon, this barbecue is the treasure of our store and it has never been spread to anyone else."
"Then why is it only sold in September?" Xiao He asked again.
At this time, the young man showed a naive expression and said, "Actually, even the young man doesn't know about barbecue. Only the boss knows the secrets."
"Okay, then go and get busy!" Xiao He replied.
The young boy nodded respectfully to Xiao He, turned around and immersed himself among the diners again.
Soon, the boy ran back and said to Xiao He: "Sir, our boss invites you to dine in the private room!"
Although Xiao He didn't understand what he meant, he thought that no one would hurt him in the mortal world, so he said: "Then please lead the way."
In this way, Xiao He followed the boy to the backyard of the restaurant, and then he discovered that this restaurant was also unique. Compared with the lively atmosphere in the front yard, the backyard was really quiet and elegant.
Xiao He just walked all the way to the depths of the courtyard. There were rows of bamboos on both sides of the road. After walking dozens of steps on the bluestone path, he saw a small green bamboo building. The waiter said: "The boss is waiting inside."
Xiao He smiled back and said, "Thank you."
As soon as the waiter left, a rich middle-aged man's voice came out from the Qingzhu Xiaozhu: "Little friend Xiao He, please come in!" As soon as the voice fell, the door opened on the left and right. Seeing this scene, Xiao He thought to himself: Even if this person is not a cultivator, he is still a member of the martial arts world with extremely strong internal skills.
Walking into the small building, there was indeed a middle-aged man waiting for Xiao He. This man was dressed in fine clothes and had two sword-shaped eyebrows. He was very handsome, but he had a gentle and courteous temperament. When he saw Xiao He, he asked him to sit across the table from him. Then he smiled and said: "Hello, little friend Xiao He, I am the owner of this hotel, and I don't care about money."
Hearing this, Xiao He burst into laughter and said, "I am a boss, and my surname is Qian. It is really a perfect match. It's just that the word "dispute" is a bit unlucky in the eyes of businessmen."
"Haha, kid, you're kidding me. The word "BuZheng" is a realm I pursue." Qian BuZheng said with a smile.
Xiao He replied: "Looking at your business, I know that now, the money comes without any effort, right? But, why did the boss invite me to come to this private room alone to get together?"
"I guess I'm very close to you, my little friend, so I can thank you for helping me out today." Qian Buzheng said with a smile.
"Then I really have to thank the boss, but when it comes to fate, I have some fate with your restaurant." Xiao He said.
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."
"More than five years ago, when I first entered the martial arts world, I passed by here and met two seniors competing in martial arts. Later, these two seniors became my guides, and I also worshiped one of them as my teacher!" Xiao He said, but Their names were not mentioned.
"Could it be the two seniors, Drunken Monster and Madman?" Qian Buzheng was shocked and asked with his eyes wide open.
Xiao He's heart also sank, and he tried to reply: "Why, do you also know these two seniors?"
Qian Buzheng said: "Originally, I didn't have such a fate to meet these two retired masters. It's just that the drunkard old man saved my life and gave me some pointers. It has been of inexhaustible use in my life. If Xiao He can If you take one of them as your teacher, you will definitely be able to stand at the top of today's martial arts world."
"Then you are ridiculous. What do you mean by the word "retreat" you just said?" Xiao He asked again.
