Su Yuxiang, the proprietress of Parkway Xiangju, wore a high bun and her breasts were half-covered. The pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info holding an oil-paper umbrella is looking at the door, the little ghost has already sent the ink ** at this time in the past, why is it so slow today, waiting is really anxious. Thinking of the two tables of ink ** banquet that had been booked, I couldn't help but get annoyed. Twisted, stomped his feet, his cheeks were rosy, but there was another charm.

Tianyue's ink ** has no other semicolon, and it is the only one. Of course, only a top restaurant like Parkway Xiangju would pay him Lingyuan to buy it. Although there are many restaurants in Dongning County, the only one who has the strength and courage to buy ingredients with spirit coins is her Su Yuxiang's Baihui Xiangju.

The currency of the Great Zhou Kingdom was divided into hundreds, and gold, silver and copper circulated in the market. And as a spirit coin made of spirit stones, it is the basic need of martial arts cultivators to practice. Some precious things are not exchanged, and they have to be traded for spirit coins. Ordinary people's homes often get spiritual coins as heirlooms, as heirlooms and leave them to their descendants. If someone gets a treasure of heaven and earth, a rare thing, they will definitely ask for it in exchange for spirit coins.

The wind and rain are haunting, but there are no fewer diners in Parkway Xiangju.

"Boss Su and other lovers, with such a heavy rain, he will definitely not come, it is better to have a drink with my brother."

"Okay, Brother Wang's business has been booming recently, and my little sister is trying to ask you about your business experience, ah, Mrs. Zun is here・・・・・・"

"Ah, where are the people? Remember I didn't say anything. Boss Wang hugged his head and ran away, leaving behind Su Yuxiang a string of silver bell-like laughter.

"Sister Yuxiang, you see the wind and drizzle, green willows and red flowers, the ten-mile long pavilion outside the city is a good place to listen to the wind and watch the rain, why don't we have a drink and enjoy the beautiful scenery together?"

"Young Master Li, Yuxiang's remnant flowers and willows can't withstand the wind and rain, I haven't seen the beautiful scenery, but I've seen a lot of the little sister of the soup chicken."

The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are open, the government decrees are accessible, and they never sin because of their words, and the people are unscrupulous. These people are all regular customers, Su Yuxiang is good at dancing with long sleeves, laughing and scolding for the right answers, and has never let people take advantage of it.

was talking and laughing, but saw a young man in the wind and rain laughing: "The soup chicken is here, I wonder if Sister Su's money is ready?" ”

Su Yuxiang saw that Tianyue was carrying a wicker basket and only a hat, and his whole body was already soaked, and he was both happy and regretful in his heart. "I know that you want money, you are a little money fan, at most you are a boy chicken who has fallen into the soup, go in and change your clothes." After taking a few steps, he held an umbrella for Tianyue and pulled him to the back room.

Seeing this, everyone laughed, "It turns out that Boss Su likes boy chickens, Xiao Tianyue, but you have to seize the opportunity." ”

Tianyue saw that everyone was causing fire to his own pond fish, and looked back and said with a wry smile: "If I really become Sister Su's favorite boy chicken, it is estimated that I will soon become a chicken." ”

Everyone was stunned, full of laughter, and praised in unison. Su Yuxiang is gentle and affectionate, and she is extremely charming, but if you regard all this as a concubine, you will ensure that there is no last copper coin left in your pocket.

When all the diners saw that the ink ** was delivered, Su Yuxiang picked it up and began to bargain with Tianyue. As a person who watched the excitement, of course, he never thought it was a big deal, and those who had good things shouted "fighting goods, fighting goods".

In the past, Yang Wanjin, a scholar of the Great Zhou University, was poor when he was young, and his parents hoped that something could change in him, so they named him Wanjin. In addition to farming, Yang Wanjin brought some goods from the countryside to the city to sell, while selling while reading articles, every person who bought goods and bargained Yang Wanjin would make up a mantra in the slang of the market to boast about his things, if the city people should deal with it properly, they would reduce the price, otherwise they would sell at a high price. He is eloquent and the goods are good, and the people in the city will not feel a loss when they buy it at a high price. Later, in Jinbang High School, Da Zhou Guojun asked, "Why is it ten thousand gold?" Yang Wanjin said: "The thoughts of the poor, the hopes of parents, and the heart of kings." The monarch of the Great Zhou Dynasty was very impressed, and the Great Zhou State at this time was already rich and strong, and the various taxes that the peasants had to pay for generations were canceled with a single piece of paper. The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty also respected the text, so when Yang Wanjin was young, the way he sold goods also became fashionable and spread. Folk fighting has become a trend, and onlookers are even more happy with it.

Brother Tianyue saw that everyone was in high spirits and was not hypocritical, so he said: "The clever plan is hidden in the chest, and the black armor general has a bag, who doesn't know who in the sea is unparalleled." "It's said that my ink ** has goods in his belly, and it is unique in the world.

Su Yuxiang hated and hated, she was never afraid of bickering in her spare time, and she had always won less and lost more with Tianyue, and she used some other means when she didn't get it.

Jiao said: "The remnants of the defeated army will boast in vain, there is no bloom and half mud and sand in the belly, and the mountains, rivers and mountains are common, half price!" "Your ink ** is listless and not fresh, and there are a lot of sundries in your body, things are not good, you can sell them everywhere.

Everyone secretly said in unison, this woman is really ruthless. It is said that a bewitching woman hides a three-foot blade at her waist and kills a fool with a sword. If any stupid person is willing to linger under the flowers, most of them will become flower fertilizer.

Tianyue gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, you crazy woman has no man to discipline you, you really owe a lesson, "Fifty-eight Jin Lanyou, swear to live and die to the end of the head, in order to save your brother and brother, go alone, feed the dog!" "I have fifty-eight ink ** here, and the rest are not sold, so if you give it to you, you should feed it to the dog.

Su Yuxiang's face flushed, knowing that she had made Tianyue angry by lowering the price too much. Dou Xiang had to find another way, his chest was so tall that he was about to press Tianyue's face, stretched out his hand to clamp Tianyue's face, and pinched it around, "Dare to entertain your sister, believe it or not, my sister swallowed you as ink **." The words are like silk, and the cheeks are bright red.

Everyone looked at the body and was numb, and they couldn't wait to replace them with their bodies. Tianyue saw her come to this set again, the last time it was like this, causing the public to be jealous and becoming the target of the public, and the harm to her own fighting fell short, how could she be fooled again this time, she hurriedly jumped away, put on a closed posture, and the upper and lower plates were tightly protected, "Stop, Sister Su, the gentleman doesn't move." ”

Young Master Li saw his face beating warmly outside, his throat rolled, he swallowed his saliva wildly, and couldn't hold it anymore, "Little brother Tianyue, I'm here to save you for my brother." After that, his eyes were closed, and he looked like he was going to die, "Sister Yuxiang, you let Xiao Tianyue go, if you want to swallow me, swallow me." With a coax, all the diners of Parkway Xiangju laughed・・・・・・

This is the case with fighting goods, and whichever side can win everyone's appreciation and sympathy is the winner. The loser has to pay an additional amount of money.

Touching the hard spirit coins in the bag, I sold eleven of them, and I won one for fighting goods, plus the savings of the previous few times, it was about to reach fifty, and with fifty spirit coins, I could do a lot of things. With hope in his arms, the road of wind and rain has become less difficult to walk.

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