Qianqing Town, under the Qianqing Palace, is notoriously lively. Every three years, the disciples who come to the trial live here. There are even some people who did not go up the mountain in previous years, so they simply live here.

Even if you meet a few brothers who come down the mountain, you can get acquainted with each other, and maybe you can teach yourself a few sword tricks.

Once there are more people, the prices of major inns and restaurants will come up.

If it weren't for a little relationship, during the busy season, it wouldn't matter how much money you had.

Still how much spitting stars Zhao Qianshu sprayed, the innkeeper still didn't lower a plum penny.

Thirty plum dollars a night!

Zhao Qianshu kept scolding, sonorously scolding, robbery!

**Naked robbery!

In the end, he bowed his head to reality.

Zhu Yelang asked you why you are like this, your family is so rich, do you still care about this?

Zhao Qianshu glanced at Zhu Yelang, I have many sons, why don't you Zhao Qianshu call me dad when he sees me?

"Your uncle、、、" Zhu Yelang stretched out his hand and wanted to fight.

Then, as if remembering something, he came back again and again, frowning bitterly, and saying something on his lips: "Sin, sin, sin." ”

It made Wang Luo laugh on the side: "Brother Yelang, I just said whether it is or not, if you are in the same stream, you will be dyed black." ”

Zhu Yelang shook his head again and again.

Zhao Qianshu called what you said? Why don't I understand it at all.

"If you Zhao Qianshu understand, then you will be promoted to the Great Sword Immortal early in the morning. Wang Luo smiled heartily.

Fortunately, the hot pot in this inn is still famous in Qianqing Town, and it can be regarded as living here by mistake.

Spicy tempeh, bamboo shoots stored in the ice spring, crispy and fragrant. The special drunken beef in the store is fat but not greasy, and when you bite into it, Wang Luo praises it as delicious.

Zhao Qianshu on the side looked at him again and again, and thought that the shop that Lao Tzu spent thirty plums to find was not delicious, and the young master of Gai Ming'er smashed his shop.

Wang Luozhu Yelang shook his head again and again, if you still believe this in Wuling City, now that you are in this Qianqing Town, you Zhao Qianshu will not work.

"Hey, I said how fragrant, it's not as good as the coincidence, this hot pot is famous, delicious. ”

When everyone heard the prestige, Zhao Qianshu shouted Who are you, what are you doing sitting next to me.

Wang Luo on the side stared at this person and waved his hand again and again: "Acquaintance, it's okay, eat?"

The person who came was none other than Shirano, who had disappeared the day before yesterday.

"It's a bit chaotic, it's unpalatable. You are incense. Bai Ye was also casual, two chopsticks under the hot pot, and a few pieces of snowflake beef with big heads were directly sandwiched with chopsticks.

Zhao Qianshu stared at the side: "Boss, who is this?"

"Hey、、、、 I don't need you to introduce me, I'll do it myself. Bai Ye got on the stool on one leg, and raised his hand danglingly: "Boss, on the two plates of snowflake beef, the portion must be sufficient, otherwise it will smash your shop." ”

"You, you, you、、、 steal my lines. Zhao Qianshu shouted.