The day is about to dawn, the day is just dawning, the sky is transparent, the back bird street is actually the same lively, here and other places are different, just a small street, but full of the scene of all beings.

The doors of each house are opened, like a good show.

Before selling the butcher shop, the little monk Bodhi and the fish-riding Taoist came to find them, and when the butcher saw the two, he hurriedly beckoned and said with a smile: "The two of you came quite early, wait for me, we will go back after finishing the business, and close the door to eat meat." ”

At the same time, he didn't forget to greet the guests: "Second aunt, this piece of deer breast meat is nine yin coins, you can give eight coins." ”

In the morning, his business was very good, there was an endless stream of customers, and all kinds of dried meat and bones on the stall quickly bottomed out.

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. The little monk Bodhi pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a serious face: "Since the little monk said to the benefactor yesterday, he will definitely come as promised today." ”

If others knew that he came as promised to eat meat, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

Ji Butcher smiled and beckoned: "The fox head meat and the tip of the fox tail are already boiling, you wait for my old Ji for a while, and when you are done with this while, let's go back and call the scholar who lacks virtue to eat together." ”

The little monk Bodhi was a little unhappy, because if there was one more person to eat the meat, he would naturally get less, but the butcher Ji said it, and he also mentioned it yesterday, so he couldn't say anything more.

The Fish Rider didn't speak, he kept looking at Butcher Ji, especially the rusty pig-killing knife in Butcher Ji's hand, his eyes flashed, and he looked thoughtful.

The little monk was slightly stunned when he saw this, and asked, "Senior Brother Xu, what's wrong?"

The Fish Rider looked at Butcher Ji and whispered to the little monk Bodhi: "This is Master Ji who also uses a knife." ”

The little monk was even more stunned, what does a butcher use without a knife, can he still use a sword, if he doesn't hold a butcher's knife, what is a butcher called?

"That knife light last night!" the fish-riding man reminded, "The one that cut off the thigh of the left evil leader!"

"Senior Brother Xu shouldn't suspect that it was the knife that this Ji butcher slashed out, right?" the little monk Bodhi suddenly shook his head, and then shook his head again and again, "This uncle is just an ordinary butcher, how can he split such a brilliant peerless sword light?"

"How do you know he's just an ordinary butcher?" asked the Fishrider rhetorically.

The little monk's face was slightly sluggish, he looked at the butcher Ji who was greeting the guests with a smile on his face, and said suspiciously: "No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a master." ”

"A master doesn't take the initiative to tell you that he is a master. The Fish Rider stared at Butcher Ji, squinted his eyes, and said to himself: "The small is hidden in the wild, and the big is hidden in the city!"

The little monk scratched his bald head, expressing his puzzlement, not understanding how this lazy and sloppy Ji butcher suddenly became a master.

The fish-riding man looked at the shaving shop next to him and said softly: "I don't think this shaved scholar is simple. "How depressed should a scholar be when he shaves his head, so that he can do this?

Scholars are the most courteous, righteous and shameful, this scholar Xiuhua is introverted, his words and deeds have his own style, obviously a real reader with poetry and books, but mixed in the market, shaving his head for a living, this is too strange, the so-called abnormal things must be demons, he feels that this scholar is not simple, the master dare not say, but it will definitely not be an ordinary person.

The little monk rolled his eyes, feeling that Senior Brother Xu was stunned, how do you look at everyone like a master?

How can there be so many masters in this world, even if there are, it will not be so coincidental that they will be encountered, the little monk shook his head, he has always felt that he has a good understanding and good luck, but if he meets a master in a place like the first ruin, and there are still two, it is not only luck, but ...... It's too much better!

When you meet the masters of "Da Yin", most of them are not good.

This can also be regarded as "too much".

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. The Fish Rider shook his head, and if he looked closely, the butcher was just a simple butcher, and the shaving scholar was just a slightly special shaver.

The two stood by and watched Ji Butcher go about business.

Not long after, the shaving scholar gave birth to the shaving shop, ran to the butcher shop, and smiled at the two: "The two of you are really punctual, you can have a full meal at noon, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, I am too short of oil and water." ”

The little monk of Bodhi pursed his lips and said: "It's a pity that there is no wine, the Duan Shen in Fengxue Building is too stingy, the little monk just wants to turn a jar of wine to quench his thirst, he doesn't even let the little monk enter, it is simply unreasonable." ”

Several hours have passed, and he is still full of resentment towards Duan Shen.

"What wine?" asked the shaved scholar.

"Listening to Senior Brother Xia, it seems to be called lovesickness and not drunk. The little monk muttered.

"Lovesick and not drunk?" the shaved scholar's eyes lit up, "Good wine!"

"It's a pity it didn't happen. ”

"Fengxue Mansion actually has such good wine?" "The shaved scholar said to himself: "It seems that when Fengxue Restaurant officially opens, I really have to take care of Xia Mang's business." ”

The Fishman interjected, "How's your business?"

Speaking of this, the shaved scholar had a bitter face, and sighed: "The life of the common people is bitter, it's not good, how good my shaving skills are, twenty-seven generations of single transmission, no one patronizes, take care of my business, it's really unreasonable!"

He looked at the Fish Rider, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said: "This little brother of the Daomen, you are from Taoism, I am a Confucian protégé, and Confucianism and Taoism are one family in the past dynasties, don't you come to take care of the business of the same Dao?"

The corner of the rider's eyes twitched slightly, and he hurriedly said, "I'm very satisfied with my hair, I don't need to shave my head." ”

The shaved scholar sighed helplessly, and looked at the little monk Bodhi again, "Little master, you ......"

The little monk Bodhi was startled, and hurriedly pointed to his bare head and said, "I'm bald, and I don't need to shave my head." ”

"It's bald now, but the hair will always grow back later. The shaved scholar smiled.

"We monks all shave our heads. The little monk explained with a bitter face.

The shaving scholar was obviously struck by this sentence, and said angrily: "Can you shave your own hair? It's too disrespectful to the shaver, if we are all like you, how can we shave the head?"

The little monk was speechless.

"What the way of this dog's day...... Don't bless the good people!" The shaved scholar's face was gray, and he sighed with a sigh, looking like he had been hit.

"Don't fool others, you scholar who lacks virtue. At this time, Butcher Ji came over and scolded angrily: "As for your broken shop, your reputation has long been stinky, so you can only pit outsiders, but forget these two little brothers, don't forget that you will eat the fox meat brought by others later." ”

The shaved scholar hurriedly restrained his frustration and nodded with a smile.

Ji Butcher laughed and scolded, and then took a few people to his own courtyard, his small courtyard is not far behind the butcher shop, at the moment is boiling fox head meat, fox tail tip, now go back to eat almost to the fire.

It is not difficult to imagine that the next four people must be feasting, so happy.

The four of them ate meat and had oil in their mouths, while Qin Feihua and Duan Shen broke their legs and were almost tired like dogs, but the wine and money still didn't land, and they ran for two days, and they were still empty.

And so the time passed.

At the right time, Xia Mang climbed to the third floor, sat cross-legged by the window and comprehended the "Fundamental Law of Demons by Humans", "Opening the Dao Xuangong", "Please Magic Trick", etc., for several days, and did not go downstairs again.

The dwarf dwarf is very honest, and has been staying in the back kitchen, cooking and roasting white fox meat, and his strange knife is really used as both a wood knife and a kitchen knife.

Of course, because he is a dwarf, he is too short, and he has to stand on a stool to cook vegetables and meat, which looks very weird.

In the evening, Qin Feihua and Duan Shen came back, ate the dwarf's food, and were immediately full of praise.

Then after the three guys squatted together and summed it up, the sadness on Qin Feihua and Duan Shen's faces disappeared, and soon after, Xia Mang walked down to the third floor and told the three of them that the Fengxue Restaurant would officially open tomorrow.

The restaurant is about to open.