Xiangji City.

Here, it is a city in the northern Sichuan region of the Qing and Zhou Empires, and the closest sect force to here is the Southern Purple Mansion.

And there are so many old and young people in the city who live peacefully here.

"Grandpa, I'm back. ”

The sky had already darkened, Lan Yi was dressed plainly, looking only about seven or eight years old, with a pair of big eyes blazing, and holding an oiled paper package in her arms, with a roast chicken in it.

The shopkeeper said that it was not sold today, but Lan Yi knew that the shopkeeper specially ordered Chef Li to bake it and bring it back for herself.

"Lan Yi is back, grandpa's meal is ready, come and eat. ”

An old man with a white beard on his face, holding a cane in one hand and a plate of fried vegetables in the other, walked out of the kitchen slowly.

"Grandpa eats roast chicken. ”

Lan Yi put the roast chicken on the table and untied the rope that bound the oiled paper, and the rich fragrance filled the room the moment the oiled paper opened.

"Okay, good, Lan Yi eats chicken legs and keeps the chicken butts for grandpa. ”

The dishes and chopsticks on the table have already been set up, rice, thick soup, one meat and one vegetable, plus the roast chicken brought back by Lan Yi, as far as the dinner for two people is concerned, it is very rich.

"Grandpa gives, eat chicken wings. ”

Lan Yi skillfully dismembered the roast chicken, and put the chicken wings, chicken feet, chicken butt, chicken neck and other positions into Grandpa's bowl.

"It's really good, Lu boy didn't bully you. ”

The old man picked up the chicken wings and took a small bite hard, only biting off a little bit of skin at the tip of the chicken.

For roast chicken, these meatless places, the chicken skin has a little burnt smell, which can be said to be the most fragrant and flavorful place on the whole chicken.

Lan Yi also obediently picked up the chicken thighs, and with the fragrant chicken, she could eat an extra bowl of rice.

It's been a year since I was picked up by my grandfather.

Lan Yi didn't know who her parents were, and she didn't remember anything before, she only knew that when she woke up, she was lying in her grandfather's house.

According to the neighbors, the grandfather has lived here all his life, and he has been a bachelor all his life, and he has no family, but he didn't expect that he would be able to pick up a child when he was older.

Grandpa is very good to himself, he knows a lot of things, and he teaches himself to read and learn words, as well as the principles of being a man, and when he is bullied, he will stand up and hammer those people's dog heads.

When the people in the whole township and Jicheng were running for life, grandpa was very willing to buy Lan Yi delicious food, fun food, and new clothes.

Lan Yi didn't know how much savings her grandfather had, but she was kind by nature, so she naturally didn't want her grandfather to not even have a coffin when he got old.

At Lan Yi's strong request, Lan Yi went to work at the inn.

In the past six months, what I heard the shopkeeper say the most was the story of him being beaten by his grandfather when he was a child, and thanks to his grandfather beating him, he gave up the ethereal dream of cultivating immortals and opened an inn in peace.

However, Xiu Xian.

Biting the chicken leg in her mouth, Lan Yi felt that this word was not unfamiliar, she had also seen some monks in the inn, who looked no different from ordinary people, wearing robes and carrying long swords, running around outside every day.

It's just that the shopkeeper said, don't look at those people who seem to be only in their twenties, but in fact, they are all old men in their seventies and eighties.

The reason why everyone desires to cultivate immortals is to be able to live for a few more years.

But Lan Yi felt that the shopkeeper wanted to cultivate immortals, probably because he wanted to kill the very fierce proprietress and then marry a daughter-in-law back.

A meal, very comfortable to eat.

Although there was no one else in the family, most of the time, it was Lan Yi who was talking and the old man was listening.

Working in the inn, you can see different people every day, and after Lan Yi comes back every night, she has a story to tell the old man, and the old man always keeps smiling, listening to Lan Yi tell the interesting things that happened today.

After the meal, Lan Yi cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, covered the old man who had fallen asleep, and returned to his room.

In fact, Lan Yi has always wanted to ask her grandfather a question.

Obviously, grandpa has lived alone all his life, but his home has two bedrooms, and grandpa knows a lot of things, and those principles of being a man and doing things are well received in the entire township and city.

Except for liking to beat people, there are no other shortcomings, but such a grandfather has been lonely all his life, which makes Lan Yi a little puzzled.

However, when Lan Yi saw the appearance of the proprietress of her inn scolding the street, she felt that her grandfather might not want to find a woman like the proprietress either, but she never found it, so she grew old.

Close her eyes, although Lan Yi is small, but very sensible, tomorrow is a new day, she needs to go to the restaurant early in the morning to work, because she is young, so the shopkeeper let her go home after the daily meal, and let her bring some food back every day.

Lan Yi's job is to go to the inn the next morning and clean the entire inn, although it is not her job alone, but it is not easy, and every day of rest is necessary.

Grandpa went to bed very early every day, and when Lan Yi got up the next day, there would be a hot breakfast on the bed.

Lan Yi thinks that grandpa is magical, that is, she can calculate the time when she gets up every day, and when Lan Yi gets up and washes up, the temperature of the porridge is just enough to eat, and it is not too cold.

After a night, Lan Yi came to the inn in full condition.

The strange thing is that the shopkeeper has woken up today.

Usually the inn will be open until ugly hours before closing, and the shopkeeper has to count the day's accounts with the bookkeeper, and when they go to rest, it is already the end of the day.

And what time is it, it's only the time of application, and the shopkeeper has only slept for less than two hours before getting up?

"Shopkeeper. ”

After saying hello to the shopkeeper, Lan Yi went to get the cleaning tools.

"Lan Yi is here, you wait first. ”

The shopkeeper also looks a little older, his sideburns have long been white, his body is a little fat, and his movements don't look so flexible.

Lan Yi turned around and watched the shopkeeper rummage clumsy behind the counter, and walked out with something like a notice.

"Look what it is. ”

The shopkeeper's face was a little excited, and he put the notice on the table and asked Lan Yi to come and take a look.

Lan Yi learned to read and write with her grandfather, so she naturally understood the content above.

"Nanzi Mansion Accepts Apprentices......"

After reading it quickly, there are more than 100 words on it, except for one of the rows, the others are nonsense, to sum it up, it is our Nanzifu Niu Pi~~, and I will ask you if you will come next year.

"Lan Yi will try it next year, I will personally send you there, if you are lucky, you will set foot on the immortal road from now on." ”

The shopkeeper was a little excited, Lan Yi finally knew why the shopkeeper got up so early, this was because she was afraid that the proprietress would see him like this.

"However, if you cultivate immortals, you can't live with your grandfather. ”

Lan Yi said.

"Of course, if you really have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, you will stay in the sect and will not come back. ”

The shopkeeper nodded, don't look at him as a mortal, but he still knows the situation in the immortal cultivation world very well.

"Thank you, shopkeeper, I'm not going. ”

Lan Yi bowed to the shopkeeper and returned to his post.

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