Zhu Chengxue, one of the disciples of the Sword Sect Law Hall sent to Heavenly Sword City.

In fact, the symbolic meaning of the disciples of Heavenly Sword City sent by the Sword Sect is far greater than the reality, Heavenly Sword City has its own set of mature management institutions, and the Acting City Lord will be elected by the Heavenly Sword City Elders Council, and the city lord is in charge of the taxes and garrisons of Heavenly Sword City, and one Jiazi is rotated.

The disciples of the Sword Sect are more likely to deal with the affairs of the sect in the Bihai Tingchao Pavilion, such as the processing and trading of the sect's materials, the management of the sect's disciples during their missions, and so on.

After dealing with the matter at hand, Zhu Chengxue stretched his waist, thinking about what he should do later, he has been an expatriate disciple here in the Bihai Tingchao Pavilion for six years, and his performance is decent, the advantage of sending a disciple is that he can make friends with monks from all over the world in the Heavenly Sword City, expand his contacts, and to a certain extent, he is better than the sect's penance.

When the ten-year assignment is over, when you return to the sect, you can discuss with the master and find a middle-level position in the law hall, get more support from the sect's cultivation resources, and form a golden pill as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, I wish Chengxue a good mood and is ready to ask a few robes to go out for a walk.

As soon as he walked out of his room, he heard the whispers of several handymen next to him, and the sound reached his ears.

“。。。 Have you heard, the magic weapon shop on Weiyang Street is not doing well, the shopkeeper put the shop out, I heard that the buyer is very big, and the price of thousands of high-grade spirit stones is smashed out! ”

"What did you do with that shop?"

"It was only opened a few days ago, what is it called Xianjia food...

"The cafeteria?"

"Yes, yes, Xianjia Canteen, I heard that the store's signboard plaque is the true work of Aotian Dao people."

Speaking of this, Zhu Chengze felt disdainful in his heart, you can just talk about it, Aotian Patriarch has been flying for more than 2,000 years, how can he write an inscription for a newly opened store, dream.

Shaking his head, he walked over to a fellow friend, ready to ask him out.

Came to the man's room, knocked for a long time and no one, Zhu Chengxue was a little puzzled, this guy usually does things meticulously, and he only goes out when he is stubborn, what evil did he commit today.

It's okay to walk around alone.

Walking out of Tingchao Pavilion, Weiyang Street opposite is still full of people and traffic, and the roar of people and beasts is intertwined into a chaotic movement, which makes people sigh at the prosperity of this place.

I don't know what's going on today, I always feel a little weird, the flow of people seems to be rushing towards one place, and the few shops that are usually hot are doing cold business.

Walking and walking, Zhu Chengxue found the culprit, a new store was opened somewhere on Weiyang Street, the momentum was huge, the store was transformed into a five-story pavilion, the eaves and arches were brilliant, Zhu Chengxue squeezed to the front of the crowd with great effort, only to see the four big characters on the plaque in the middle of the store, Xianjia canteen.

Zhu Chengxue carefully identified, sure enough, the handwriting of the couplet with the Qiankun Hall of the Sword Hall came from the hand of one person, if it was imitated, this person's kendo cultivation was obviously good, and the handwriting of the Aotian Dao people was not difficult to imitate, but it was very difficult to get a few sword rhymes.

Zhu Chengxue just glanced at it, and felt a righteous and peaceful Haoran sword qi coming towards him.

Yes, that's right, the Xianjia canteen that Li Yunyi has prepared for half a year has finally opened!

Half a year has passed, and under the experiments of Li Yunyi and Huo Runan, the sect elders accepted the fact that the Zhuji decoction invented by Huo Runan, a disciple of the outer sect, was far more cost-effective than Zhujidan.

Huo Runan was accepted by a female elder of the sect on the spot, and became an inner disciple in advance.

Under the negotiation between the two of them and Gu Hanmo, the elder of the Qitang, they successfully got the support of the Qitang, and the Qitang provided the raw materials, Huo Runan's Zhuji decoction could be given priority to the disciples of the Qitang, and the Dantang also exempted the two of them from miscellaneous labor, and allocated a large piece of spiritual field for the two to experiment.

The store here was funded by Dong Yuejun, and the Qitang took the lead, and since then the Qitang has taken a profit, although Li Yunyi has lost part of the income, but it is obviously worth winning the support of the sect.

Sikong Mi had already built the foundation and was transferred by Qitang to be a helper, and now he was acting as a security guard to maintain order among the curious crowd.

Xiaocui's sister was appointed as the lobby manager, Huo Runan was invited by Li Yunyi to be a professional food handler, this job is just a piece of cake for Huo Runan, who is proficient in Dandao, Li Yunyi appointed himself as the general manager and head of the kitchen, oh yes, Su Su served as the chairman, but on this auspicious day, she didn't come, because she was grounded by Uncle Dong because of the accident.

Returning to Zhu Chengxue, he was carefully looking at the shop in front of him, and the rolling crowd formed a long queue, which made the second monk puzzled.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the same sect sect Qiwen, which was the same sect he had been looking for.

This meticulous disciple was meticulously lining up, holding a book in his hand and reading with relish.

Zhu Chengxue stepped forward to wake him up and asked, "Senior Brother Zong, what are you doing here?" ”

Senior Brother Zong Qiwen raised his head and saw that it was him, but he didn't know why he asked: "Line up!" ”

"What's in line?"

Zong Qiwen pointed to the plaque above the heads of the two of them, and the four words of the Xianjia Canteen shone brightly, "In the past few days, this Xianjia Canteen has opened a lot, and the first order is free, and if you don't come, you won't come in vain." ”

"You and I are immortal cultivators, why bother to dip these mundane foods into your stomach, isn't this a broken rule?"

Zong Qiwen shook his head and said with a smile: "You kid is really outdated, the Xianjia canteen, the food in it is really... ”

"Okay, this position will be given to you, senior brother, I have been here from the beginning, and after reading this book, I will be in line." Without waiting for Zhu Chengxue to speak, Zong Qiwen shook his head and walked away.

"Are you still in the queue, not in the queue for me?" The person behind spoke, and Zhu Chengxue hurriedly walked into the team.

After a while, it was finally his turn, and he saw a big man with a large stack of sticks in his hand at the door of the Xianjia Canteen, "How many fried rice does this brother want?" ”

Fried rice? What is that, Zhu Chengxue drove the duck to the shelf, so he had to say, "Give me a copy." ”

"Don't regret it, if you want to eat after eating, you can only queue up again." The big man in the shape of a biao is Sikong Mi, and said to the man in front of him very seriously.

Zhu Chengxue took a sign from Sikong Mi's hand, and casually found a vacant seat to sit down, to be honest, it was the first time he had seen such a shop in his life, it turned out that the table could be so long, everyone sat separately, although they were all next to each other, but it did not affect it.

Looking around, there were four rows of long tables, and in the center of the hall was a strange platform in the middle of the hall, which was in a semicircle, and a woman was recording something behind the table, and behind her was a huge display case with bottles and jars.

When Zhu Chengxuan was making his rounds around, a thin girl in a strange costume put a plate on the table in front of him, took the skewer in his hand, and said, "This senior brother, please use it slowly." ”

"Senior brother? Are you a disciple of my Sword Sect? ”

The girl didn't answer, smiled lightly, and went back to work.

Zhu Chengxue shook his head and began to look at the food on the plate, the crystal rice, the bright ingredients, red and green, a play.

Zhu Chengxue picked up the spoon and tasted a small bite cautiously, the moment the fried rice was entered, he was stunned, as if he was in the boundless field of spring, and the spring breeze in February was like scissors, cutting open his heart of a foodie buried by Bigu Dan.

Crackling and eating wildly, the fried rice bottomed out, Zhu Chengxuan couldn't help beating his chest, he knew that he would spend money to get a few more signs!

Wang Xiaocui snickered not far away, and another fellow fell into the door.