Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Innkeeper Who Added Drama

The third master still walked out from behind with a dim candlelight, and asked Lu Fusheng hoarsely, "Are you here to learn to kill people today?"

"No, just here to bring you some food. ”

"Did you deliver it?"

"Delivered. ”

"That's time to get out. ”

"Ann, Xiaosheng retired. Lu Fusheng slowly withdrew from the bookstore.

After Lu Fusheng closed the door of the store, the lid of the pot of wine on the counter naturally fell off, and the wine pot flew directly into the hands of the third master, who took a sip of wine and looked at the outside of the store and said, "This kid is a little interesting." Although the third master couldn't see the scene outside the store at all.

After leaving the bookstore, the dusk drum began to beat for the first time, and I looked at the drum tower that stood next to the door of the East Market in the distance, and the sound of drums came from there. As the sun sets, the wisps of afterglow left by the sun are reflected in the layers of soft and waxy white clouds. As if God had knocked over the paint, the pure red color was unevenly spread on the white canvas, and below the canvas were groups of people returning home together, seemingly speechless, naturally presenting a peaceful and tranquil beauty. If I think back to today's picture many years later, I still think of a teenager in my mind.

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The cooler evenings are the only time of the summer when you feel comfortable. There is no cold in the morning, and there is no heat in the afternoon, the temperature in the evening is just right, and if there is a breeze with the fragrance of flowers, you will experience a rare slight coolness.

There are two people and one dog in the inn Tianzi room. Xiao Chen An, who had rested for a day, sat straight at the table and practiced reading, and the long-eared little white dog nested at Xiao Chen An's feet to sleep, this little white dog has been sleeping most of the day since it was picked up by the two brothers yesterday, and it is even lazier than the British fighting dog raised by the master in the small shop on Moshang, Xiao Chen An sometimes suspects that what he picked up may not be a dog, but a little white cat.

After a tiring day, Lu Fusheng sat on the bed in his room and soaked his feet in hot water to remove the fatigue of the day. As soon as Lu Fusheng returned to the room at dusk, the little white dog circled around him, and took off the black cloth shoes that he had worn all day in the summer. Lu Fusheng, who was a little embarrassed, then instructed Xiao Er to soak his feet in a basin of hot water, otherwise with Lu Fusheng's lazy temperament, where would he be willing to soak his feet, and every time he returned to the room, he would sleep with his head up.

Lu Fusheng, who had slightly red cheeks, looked at the little white dog nesting at Chen An's feet, thinking to himself where it was sleeping, and it was very likely that it had been smoked by himself and had not woken up yet.

Half-lying on the bed with his hands on the edge of the bed, the hot water basin for soaking his feet was full of playful petals. Outside the window, the leaves rustled due to the occasional breeze, and the air was full of the fragrance of ink.

Xiao Chen An picked up the pen after writing the last word, observed his new work, and didn't look at Lu Fusheng and asked, "Brother, what are your new gains today?"

A sudden sentence broke the originally silent room, and Lu Fusheng also woke up from his sleepy state, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and replied in a daze: "Today's harvest is not bad, I went to the Wei Wang's Mansion and sent a nine-turn Da Huan Dan to the King of Wei." ”

"King Wei, the king, the Nine Turns of the Great Dan, isn't that a waste medicine refined by the master?" Xiao Chen An put the brush on the edge of the inkstone, turned around and asked curiously towards Lu Fusheng.

Lu Fusheng moved left and right on the bed, and finally found a comfortable angle to lean on the side of the bed and said, "Although the Nine Turns Great Returning Pill is a waste medicine for us, it is a miracle medicine for ordinary people. ”

"The Nine Turns Great Returning Pill is no longer refined by the master because of the huge side effects, and the side effects for ordinary people are comparable to poison. If the king of Anyang really served the Nine Turns of the Great Dan, his life would only be half a year left. At that time, even if you take the new Nine Turns Great Returning Pill, you will drive west because the resistance of the pill will not have time to absorb it. Xiao Chen An said with some worry.

Lu Fusheng had a premonition that this little junior brother was going to exude useless bad intentions, so he stared directly at Xiao Chen An's eyes and said, "Which do you think is more worthwhile, living for half a year and living in a state of confusion?"

Xiao Chen An was stunned suddenly, blinked his eyes and was silent for a long time before he spoke again: "Perhaps, you are right this time." Seeing that the foot bath was no longer hot, he silently walked to the side and took a rag by the foot basin, wiped his feet for Lu Fusheng and said: "Then what did you mean by going to Yipinlou to turn over the gold yesterday? Yazi who turned over the gold and looked like a fool was laughing, do you know that I thought you were crazy, and the borrowed gold really thought it was your own, but it was all loaned, and if you don't pay it back in a few days, you will change the owner." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Chen An couldn't stop: "I don't understand what you've been doing these days, first deposit and then loan, just offset the two, why spend that money that you don't need to spend, waste money I don't want you to be so picky, I want you to help me buy some Shengluo's pastries, you said you have no money, senior brother wants you to help you bring some spices from the vowel country, you also want senior brother to advance money first, second senior brother...... Third Senior Brother ......"

Lu Fusheng found that although Xiao Chen'an's chatter had improved, he only insisted on a few words. I had to interrupt: "Be careful." The layout is only, if you want to control a country's economy, the easiest way is to control your own ticket number, but this Anyang country only allows its own ticket number, and does not allow our Baorong ticket number to come in and grab a piece of cake, and the independent Anyang ticket number does not join our ticket number alliance. Only when Anyang's economy is completely ill can it break down. ”

Lifting Xiao Chen'an's dry feet, sitting cross-legged on the bed and chatting with Xiao Chen'an, who was back in the chair, said: "I want to first test how much gold reserves there are in Anyang under the gold standard system, and I estimate that there are not many gold-producing mines in Anyang, so I have to test first, save a small amount of gold marked before, and take out a large amount of gold without making a mistake." There is a difference of nearly forty boxes of gold, but this Anyang ticket number has already used the small amount of gold we had previously saved. This shows that there are only forty carriages in the reserve of the Anyang ticket number. What if in five days' time, I let Weichou use Yipinlou as collateral to lend 200 wagons of gold?"

Xiao Chen An slapped his thigh hard, and suddenly realized: "That's why you asked the fourth senior sister to prepare a hundred carriages of gold to be transported to Bo'an City in five days, so that if we deposit the Anyang ticket number before the ugly loan......"

Before Xiao Chen An finished speaking, Lu Fusheng had already planned the plan. I heard Lu Fusheng's hissing. "Next time, I will be excited to hit my thighs, and in the future, don't call the fourth senior sister outside, and call the code name Xiaodian bookkeeper. And the most important thing is that there are some things that need to be seen through without being explained. ”

Xiao Chen An patted his little head, naughtily stuck out his tongue and apologized again and again, and gently rubbed Lu Fusheng's thighs that were beaten red by himself with his soft little hands.

The rabbit-eared little white dog seemed to be awakened by the loud sound of Xiao Chen An slapping Lu Fusheng's thigh, looking at Lu Fusheng sitting on the bed barefoot, as if he remembered something and kept barking at Lu Fusheng.

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In the morning, the innkeeper where Lu Fusheng stayed was very happy these days, although he opened an inn in the most prosperous Bo'an City, but in order to make money, the inn of Nuoda only hired two juniors, and he had to be tired and tired by the guests who came and went every day. The inn seems to be leisurely and just needs to be ushered in, but when I opened the inn, I found that everything needs to be supervised in person.

The purchase of ingredients in the kitchen, the daily maintenance of the guest rooms, and the hygiene of the backyard stables are really a lot of troublesome things. Catching up with the unlucky days, there are many emergencies, the dart master lost his dart in his own inn, the green forest hero drank too much wine in the front hall and smashed the field, and the street fooled around all day long and the scoundrel blocked the door of the store to ask for money. The devil knew what would happen to such a bad event.

Since a few days ago, a local nouveau riche wrapped the entire inn with a single ingot of gold, and he has been a lot more leisurely, just sweeping the floor and reading books every day, and he can really study new recipes in his spare time.

This morning, the innkeeper got up and wrapped some wonton stew, ready to send it upstairs to the nouveau riche, this wonton stew is his own secret recipe, even the inn chef has never learned, not to ask for a few rewards, just to let the upstairs guests get up early to have a hot meal, by the way can also show off their cooking skills. None of the people of this city of Bo'an are hospitable and kind-hearted people, and they like to hear some praise in addition to these.

Under the observation of the innkeeper in the past few days, it was found that the upstairs nouveau riche boy went out early and returned late every day, and he couldn't see each other a few times. The little boy is really cute, especially the fleshy cheeks on the left and right sides, and I want to kiss it every time I see it.

Yesterday, the little boy rested in the inn, and he sat downstairs and heard the crisp sound of reading from upstairs, thinking that he was also a scholar back then, but he really didn't have any talent, and he didn't even get into the show, but he could hear that the books that the little boy read were not children's enlightenment books.

Although the little boy seems to be a gentleman on the outside, but he has the talent to read poetry and books, the innkeeper thinks that it must be the nouveau riche boy who has taught the cute little boy badly, and the little boy must be kept away from this kind of person, otherwise the good pillars of talent will be eaten through by this kind of moth.

The innkeeper took the wonton stew on the food plate and prepared to go upstairs to deliver morning food to the two guest officials, and by the way, he persuaded the local nouveau riche to let him find a teacher for the little boy to study the Four Books and the Five Classics well, and with the talent of the little boy, he would definitely be the top student in high school in the future, so as not to follow the local nouveau riche to do nothing all day long like now.

Although he is in his forties, his health is no worse than that of a young man, for the future of that little boy, he can also learn from the good story of the prince of the dynasty, Fu Chuhao, in order to persuade the stubborn prince when he was a child to study, and beat the prince with a jade wat board in front of the public officials in the early dynasty. If the boy had listened to my advice, he would have done so, or he would have been merciless in the precept hidden behind my back.