Chapter Fifty-Eight: Where Did I Get My Mood Napping?
Xiaoyaozi has killed countless people in his life, and his heart is as solid as a rock, but for some reason, this time he is worried about this apprentice who has only been accepted for two years. [Full text reading.]
He went against his temperament and went to Jiudao Villa with Xiong Chen, just to save Xiong Chen's life at the last moment.
The owner of the tea house moved quickly, and after half an hour, he served several dishes full of color and aroma, plus two bowls of steaming rice.
The rich aroma spread in the empty tea house, and the owner of the tea house wiped the fine sweat droplets on his forehead with a towel, and said with a smile: "Two masters, you sit quietly and drink wine all day long, presumably your mouth is also light, I specially fried a few specialty dishes to give to you, even if I invite this meal, you can eat it with confidence!"
Xiong Chen looked at the dishes on the table, snorted slightly, and said, "It smells pretty good, boss, don't worry, this meal is ours, you don't have to treat yourself." β
The face of the boss of the tea house was a little unbearable, and he was about to speak, Xiaoyaozi patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "Brother, you are blessed, you have met this god of wealth, this kid has recently made a lot of gold, I am afraid that people will not know, so I want to show off...... Even if you insist on having a treat today, he will never allow it. β
The owner of the tea house patted his heart and said loudly: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, there are few guests today, you two can sit in my tea house for a day to support the scene for me, I can collect money for these pots of wine and snacks in front, and these dishes on the back are considered to be my Zhang Qingtian's treat, all brothers in the four seas, you don't have to be polite, come, have a drink!"
Xiong Chen moved the stool beside him and made a gesture to sit down: "Your name is Zhang Qingtian, open a tea house near Jiudao Villa?"
Zhang Qingtian is a bold person, today's business is too light, the materials just bought are almost not consumed, and it is not good to keep them overnight, it is better to invite this guest to eat, the waste of the province, seeing Xiong Chen's invitation, he did not refuse, raised his hand and let his wife take a pair of dishes and chopsticks and sit down.
"How many years has Boss Zhang opened a tea house here?"
Zhang Qingtian picked up the sea bowl, took a big sip of Gululu, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's been almost 20 years, in the past, this tea house was run by my father, at that time I was in the kitchen to learn stir-frying, ten years ago, after my father went to the fairy, it was taken care of by me and my wife. β
Xiong Chen looked at the coarse wrinkles on Zhang Qingtian's forehead and said, "How many guests have been here in the past two years like in previous years?"
Zhang Qingtian replied without thinking: "Less, much less, hey..... So in the past two years, my business has been worse by more than 50 percent, I really don't know why? Why don't people like to take this road anymore?"
"Oh?"
Xiaoyaozi was surprised in his heart, raised his long eyebrows, and said: "Less? This is strange, Jiudao Villa is famous all over the world, it is said that there is a big gold mine hidden in the mountain behind him, how many people in the world want to ...... How can they get around this green mountain? Hehe, maybe people don't take the right path and climb the mountain to get in!"
Zhang Qingtian scratched his head and frowned: "Speaking of this gold mine, I have also heard that Lord Zhao Zhuang has been buying a large number of slaves to dig over the years, and he has been tinkering for more than ten years, and he has not heard that he has spent a lot of money by taking out half a grain of gold...... I said, as soon as I said this gold mine, it is very likely to be fake, but the owner of Zhao Zhuang admitted his death and was unwilling to let go...... Ahem, in fact, that's his business, he has a lot of money, and we who do a small business can only make fallacies in private. β
Xiong Chen grimaced and said coldly: "Keep buying a large number of slaves? Hmph, just for the sake of a so-called gold mine legend, how many sins has this surnamed Zhao done over the years, and how many innocent people have been killed?"
Zhang Qingtian looked a little frightened, leaned forward slightly, and made a silent action: "This little brother, you should speak in a lower voice, we all know this truth in our hearts, but we can't say it, but we can think about it like this----- these slaves, I heard that they are all poor and helpless people, and they are falling outside, and they are also freezing to death and starving, and the owner of Zhao Zhuang bought them in with real money, and they can be regarded as giving them a way to live, of course, in this way, their lives are the owner of Zhao Zhuang." ...... It is natural to be a cow and a horse, and life and death are also providential!"
Xiong Chen slapped the table, only to slap all the steaming dishes in the air and scatter them all on the ground.
Several saucers spun and fell to the ground, shattering into powder with a thud.
Zhang Qingtian stared at Xiong Chen, then lowered his head and glanced at the ground, he had seen a lot of dishes that were broken into pieces, but it was the first time he saw the dishes that were broken into powder, he couldn't help but shudder, and his whole body trembled slightly: "This little brother, I said the wrong thing...... Words?"
"According to your meaning, all the thousands of slaves in the Nine Paths Villa deserve to die, don't they?"
"No...... That was not what I meant...... Rather, it's them...... It was bought by Jiudao Villa, so naturally...... We are outsiders to arrange the labor, but we are casual talkers, in fact, I also sympathize with those slaves...... Really, I also came from a poor family...... Really, I don't mean to gloat...... It's just that you dare to be angry and dare not speak!"
"Why dare you be angry and dare not speak? Just now, don't you take it for granted that you are a cow and a horse? Just because you are free and have not been oppressed by Jiudao Villa, you also look at those poor slaves with the same mentality, right?"
Zhang Qingtian glanced at Xiong Chen boldly, only to see Xiong Chen's face gloomy and fierce, as if he was going to shoot himself in the air next, he was only frightened, and hurriedly left his seat and knelt on the ground: "This little brother, it was the old man who said the wrong thing, you adults don't have to worry about it...... That's right, Zhao Zhuang is careless about people's lives, this is indeed wrong...... People are watching the sky, and I believe that God will come to him to settle accounts and avenge those slaves who have died to death!"
Zhang Qingtian's wife, who heard the clattering sound of clattering dishes, was startled, poked out half of her face from the kitchen, screamed unconsciously, and hurriedly ran out and knelt beside Zhang Qingtian.
"Two masters, please don't be angry, don't you think the food tastes bad? Let's redo it, we'll go back to the furnace and redo it immediatelyγγγγγ My old man can't help but be frightened, and his heart beats in a panic when he is frightened, and the two of you ...... Uncle spares his life!"
Xiaoyaozi sighed as he looked at the vegetables all over the ground, and was really surprised in his heart, just now he saw that Xiong Chen just slapped it at random, and it was expected that the dishes fell, but the way this plate was broken really made him stunned and suspicious, he tried to reach out and press the table, the table was very solid, and it did not collapse.
Xiaoyaozi glanced at Xiong Chen in disbelief, although this kid was angry, he still made a measured move, this calmness is quite inconsistent with his age!
"I said Xiong Baby, you are not happy in your heart, and you can't take our dinner tonight out of anger...... Besides, what Boss Zhang said also has some truth, think about it, Boss Zhang's tea house is open under the nose of Jiudao Villa, you can't talk nonsense with your head up! β
Xiong Chen said coldly: "My fire is already gentle enough, you see that Jiudao Mountain Villa is still thriving now, and my fire has not burned to it!"
He took out a gold ingot from his arms, threw it in front of Zhang Qingtian, and said, "Is this gold enough to pay the bill?" If it is enough, you will immediately clean up the ground and cook another table. β
Zhang Qingtian picked up the gold with trembling hands, the gold was full of color, and when he weighed it, it was ten taels of gold.
"This little brother, enough, too much. β
"Not much, do as I say. β
"Yes. β
Zhang Qingtian and his wife quickly cleaned the ground, didn't dare to say a word of superfluous words, bowed to Xiaoyaozi and Xiong Chen, and the two went into the kitchen and got busy.
Xiong Chen sat on the stool like an old hate, his face was expressionless, as if he was asleep, Xiaoyaozi looked at him for a while, and suddenly felt that this apprentice was very different from the sallow-faced, emaciated young man two years ago.
Xiaoyaozi rubbed his eyes and said to himself, "Strange...... Did I see it wrong, or did he grow too fast, why does it seem that now it is the other way around, and I have become his ...... Apprentice, no, servant?"
Xiong Chen suddenly whispered: "Master, if you are tired, you can go outside for a walk, Fangzheng can't serve this dish for a while." β
Xiaoyaozi thought about it, instead of sitting stupidly like this, it was better to take a walk outside, he stood up and walked outside the tea house.
There is a mountain road that is more than a foot wide outside the tea house, obviously there are traces of transformation, after the heavy rain, there are a lot of egg-sized pebbles exposed, Xiaoyaozi half-squinted at the mountain road winding in the verdant forest, it should be Jiudao Villa.
This owner is indeed rich, it seems that this whole mountain belongs to him alone, Xiaoyaozi raised his eyebrows and sighed, it seems that he is really rich and unkind!
"Eight years ago, Xiaolan and I were stuffed in a broken carriage by a trafficker, and we were pulled along this mountain road to Jiudao Villa, and today is the first time we have really seen this road. β
Xiong Chen's deep voice sounded behind Xiaoyaozi.
Xiaoyaozi glanced back at him and said with a smile: "No, Xiong Wa'er, aren't you napping? Why did you run out in a blink of an eye!"
"Where do I get in the mood to take a nap in this place?"
"It looks like the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, and it's not as terrible as the legend says, you see, there's a milky white mist rising in the mountains and forests, it looks beautiful, isn't it?"