The old man of the tea house closed his mouth obediently, turned around and walked into the kitchen to cut meat, he opened the tea house next to the avenue for 20 years, the guests from the south to the north have seen a lot, today this is the same color of the dark clothes with narrow sleeves, the demeanor is fierce, the waist hangs the knife, the crotch is a fat and strong horse, at a glance you know that there is a great future.

The sharp eyes of the beard swept over the people sitting in the tea house like a dragonfly, and when he saw Xiaoyaozi sitting on the side, his thick eyebrows twisted slightly.

Xiaoyaozi seemed to feel something, and opened his eyes that seemed to be sleeping, smiled at the outside of the tea house, and picked up the sea bowl and took a sip gently.

The bearded man reached out and pulled the beard on the side of his cheek, and snorted rather disdainfully.

A white-faced man behind him drove forward, whispered a few words in her ear, and said lightly, "I have something to do, and I can't provoke these outlaws." ”

The white-faced man's eyes were shining, staring at Xiaoyaozi's beautiful woman-like face, and a lewd smile appeared on his face: "I heard that this guy who is neither male nor female has a good sword, and his heart is ruthless, and he will definitely destroy the door if he kills, and it is a scourge to keep it." ”

The bearded man retracted his gaze, struck a volley with a horsewhip in his hand, and said: "The affairs of the rivers and lakes are solved by the rivers and lakes, as long as he does not hinder us, there is no need to bother." ”

The white-faced man rubbed a pair of big hands that were full of muscles and bones, and said with a smile: "It's just an itch." ”

The bearded man looked grim, and scolded in a low voice: "Don't do too much, this person is not easy to mess with, if you don't believe it, you can find him alone after you finish doing the right thing, and don't complain in case of trouble." ”

The white-faced man had a look of resentment on his face, and his hand touched the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Xiong Chen, who was sitting next to Xiaoyaozi, looked sideways slightly, he had been practicing swords for two years, and the sensitivity of his facial features was far from what it used to be, and he had already noticed that the horses standing outside the tea house exuded a violent atmosphere, which was wafting in the smell of meat.

"Master, are you going to fight?"

"Is it itchy?"

"Oh......"

"I don't fight, I only kill. ”

“....... Murder? In broad daylight, the impact is not very good. ”

While speaking, the old man of Chaliao walked out with a plate of braised pork, which had been cut into half-thick slices and hugged separately with oiled paper.

He walked outside the tea house with a tray in his hand, and smiled at the beard: "A few masters, the braised pork is cut, please taste it." ”

The bearded man rolled up the horsewhip in his hand, pulled up a bag of braised meat, he reached out and grabbed the paper bag, sniffled, and praised: "It's really not bad!"

The men behind him followed suit, and in an instant, they had divided up a plate of braised pork.

Two ingots of silver were thrown at the feet of the old man in the tea house, and the beard lifted the reins, and said, "Let's go!"

The horse team kicked up a puff of choking smoke, and the old man of Chaliao covered his nose and coughed a few times, bent down to pick up the silver.

Xiong Chen looked at the horse team galloping away with a disappointed face, his young heart was thinking about finding a few evenly matched opponents, so as to try the sword in his hand, but unfortunately, the group of people said they would leave.

"Master, where did you come from to watch the play?"

Xiaoyaozi held his head listlessly, his eyes seemed to be closed, and there were words in his mouth: "The protagonist has slipped away, if you want to watch the play, you can follow, but people have four-legged horses, you only have two big feet, and when you get on the stage, the play may have already ended." ”

Xiong Chen sneered, drank the water in the sea bowl in one gulp, and reached out to wipe the water stains from the corners of his mouth: "What does this kind of play have to do with me? What's so good to see? It's better to go back and practice swords." ”

Xiaoyaozi's eyes opened, stared at Xiong Chen, and said with a smile: "Your past sword training stabbed at the eternal and immovable sun, if at this moment, let you stab at the target of the activity, can you hit it with one blow?" Just like last night...... Did you hesitate for a moment when you made a move?"

Xiong Chen said without thinking: "Last night, I always felt a cold feeling behind me, it turned out that the master was behind, not bad." I hesitated for a moment, because at the moment I made my move, Li Tianwei was holding a small child in his hand, and I had to make sure that the blood splashed by the sword when it pierced Li Tianwei's throat would not stain the child's face. ”

Xiaoyaozi said coldly: "But have you ever thought that if Li Tianwei is a martial arts master, your hesitation at that moment is his chance to make a move, in that case, the person who falls to the ground is you." Killer...... The first thing you want is to be ruthless, if you want to be a sentient and righteous killer, that is tantamount to carrying a coffin on the road. ”

Xiong Chen stretched his waist, a loving and righteous killer?

Then it depends on who you are facing at the moment of the duel, right?

"I don't kill the old and weak, women and children, this is the principle, master, I believe you are the same. ”

Xiaoyaozi looked at Xiong Chen thoughtfully, the edge of this apprentice has been revealed, but this heart that is not hard enough, if he encounters a person with bad intentions, it will inevitably be used by others.

Xiong Chen suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Shopkeeper, come here." ”

The old man of the tea house ran close with a rag: "What does this uncle command?"

Xiong Chen said: "How many steamed buns can be made into one or two pieces of gold?"

The cloudy eyes of the old man in the tea house lit up: "Gold?one or two?"

"Yes. ”

"This ...... I think I can make a few thousand. ”

Xiong Chen's hand fumbled around the package for a while, and took out five gold ingots: "How many taels of gold are here?"

The old man swallowed his saliva and said in a trembling voice: "Fifty taels of gold." ”

"Fifty taels, that's good, from tomorrow onwards, you make two thousand steamed buns a day and put them outside the tea house, and give them to the poor around you for free, remember that you can only give alms to those who are poor and helpless, not those lazy people and shrews, your honorarium...... Is one tael a day enough?"

"This, it's about the same, but it's just two thousand steamed buns, and my husband and wife can't do it, so I have to hire two people...... It doesn't seem to be enough. ”

Xiong Chen took out three ingots of gold from the package: "The people you hire must be laborers from nearby villages, and you have to pay them a reasonable remuneration, do you know?"

The old man of the tea house bent down and said: "Yes, this uncle, please rest assured, you can go to a radius of twenty miles to inquire, the old man has been running the tea house here for many years, and his reputation is quite good." ”

Xiong Chen smiled faintly and said, "Pick up the gold, go busy with your business!"

The old man of Chaliao carefully put away the gold, he glanced at Xiong Chen, and then at Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi's slender phoenix eyes glared, and his slender fingers lightly tapped the long sword behind Xiong Chen's back: "Did the old man see this? This is a sword, a sword that can kill, not a kitchen knife for cutting beef in your hand, this young master asked you to make steamed buns with gold, you make steamed buns, you can't make stones, you know?"

The cold light of the long sword pierced the eyes of the old man in Chaliao, and the old man smiled with ten thousand cautions, and Nuo Nuo retreated.