Song Yun and Zhaoyang stood at the door of the inn, just like when they first came here, raised their heads, and now looked at the four big characters of the Peace Station, which is really a bit ironic.

As if nothing had happened, the inn continued to operate as usual, and there were many people coming and going inside, and the air was still filled with the smell of animals (body shēn), but I don't know if it was Song Yun's illusion, I always felt that I could still smell a trace of blood.

Now the biggest difference in this store is that there is no (hot rè) (情qíng) hospitality and guidance from the little two just now, but Song Yun was relieved at this time, shrugged his shoulders, smiled, and walked towards the inn with Zhaoyang behind him.

Just now, the guests in the inn had not yet left, and when they saw Song Yun and the others striding back, they frowned and looked towards the door not far away, but they didn't see anything, and there was no one.

I thought that this little girl had something to do with the nosy man just now, but now it seems that it is just a bumpy road and a meeting in Pingshui, so it seems that this matter (情qíng) seems much simpler, not as complicated as he imagined, if that's the case, then it's good.

With the lesson just now, Song Yun naturally knew what kind of person the boss in front of him was, but he didn't know much about the Xiongnu language, so he just took out a piece of silver from his arms and put it directly in front of the fierce shopkeeper.

The store manager frowned, thought about it, took the silver in his own hands and turned it upside down, and looked upside down, it was indeed an official seal, and an official seal was added to the back, so he didn't pick up a big bargain.

The innkeeper's heart (情qíng) at the moment is very good, and he is secretly happy in his heart, his luck today is really good.

But at this time, whoever doesn't want it is a fool, the innkeeper thought about it, and a smile was hooked between the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were different from before, before Song Yun was just an ordinary guest who came to eat two side dishes and drink two sips of herbal tea.

Now, just looking at the face of this ingot and silver tael, this Song Yun has changed from a weak woman in the Central Plains to a big family in this peace station, don't look at the five big and three thick shopkeepers of this store, in fact, it is also a cowardice who recognizes money.

I knew that these people were like this, and I knew that Song Yun had just dispersed with the money in his hand, and the daughter had dispersed and come back, not to mention, maybe the Huns had already left, so why let himself be humiliated so much.

Coupled with the injury of the shopkeeper just now, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) smiled, sure enough, it is really a place where money can make ghosts grind.

"What do you want?" is completely different from what Song Yun thought, this shopkeeper is not only a master of changing faces, but also has a strong ability to speak.

Sure enough, the one who can take root in this kind of place is not a good type, he ((cāo) cāo) controls a fluent Central Plains dialect, and the crappy man just now seems to be like two people.

Song Yun naturally remembered what the purpose of his coming here was, and said directly: "I want to come to visit Mr. Song Renju, he."

In which room? ”

But as soon as these words were spoken, the shopkeeper in front of him smiled and shook his head again and again, and Song Yun didn't understand the meaning.

"Miss, I'm afraid you've misunderstood, we are here at the Peace Post Station to build peace between the two countries, but it's not a black shop, and we don't know all the information about all the guests here."

The ghost words can only be deceived and deceived ghosts, but seeing that people refuse to admit it, Song Yun has no way, at this time, Song Yun saw that someone was eating dipping cakes, and he was stunned.

This dipping cake was dipped in black thick sauce, looking like he was holding a pen and ink, Song Yun had an idea, patted his head, and said to the shopkeeper with a smile: "Open two rooms for me, and prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Song Yun said, and then threw his package to Zhaoyang behind (身shēn).

Zhaoyang looked at so many interesting things around him, but he could only look at it, couldn't buy it, couldn't touch it, and was a little sad, so he could only follow Song Yun to hide in the room and help grind. 【...@(爱ài)奇文.iqiwx. ~… Fastest update]

Looking out the window not far away, there was a lot of traffic downstairs, but the upstairs was empty, just the two of them, bored painting here.

"Miss, what are you going to paint?" Seeing that Song Yun sat on the side for two hours, the hand holding the paintbrush did not tremble, and Zhaoyang looked at the side and was a little distressed, looking towards this side, only to see that it was a portrait of a person.

Looking at this portrait on the other side of the table, I only knew that it was a person, and then I looked closer, it turned out that the portrait was the master, and now this Song Yun has made up his mind to find Song Renju to find out what is going on.

She also wants to take Song Renju back to Kyoto to find Qin Jingnan, she can't be so cheap Song Renju, she must let him pay the responsibility for what he has done (情qíng), which is also God's punishment for him.

Finally, after another half an hour, Song Yun finished painting, at this time, his face and tongue, and mouth were already soaked with ink, Song Yun stretched out his hand to wipe the black on his face, and said with a smile: "It's done." ”

As he spoke, he was about to pull Zhaoyang away, Zhaoyang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Song Yun in front of him, this young lady is now more and more impulsive, this (body shēn) is full of ink, if she goes out, won't she be laughed out of her big teeth?

Besides, the old man has always been a decent person, if he knew that his daughter was making such a fuss, the relationship between the two people would have been about to fall into the freezing point, but this time it would be completely cold.

"Miss!" As he spoke, Zhaoyang stretched out his hand and pointed at his face vigorously to hint at Song Yun, Song Yun was stunned at first, and then he reacted and hurriedly went to take a bronze mirror.

But he was frightened out of the pastry in his hand by himself in the bronze mirror, and hurriedly called Zhaoyang to bring water, freshen up, and then walked downstairs, but this time Song Yun was a lot smarter.

I took out a scarf from the package early, wrapped it around my face, and took the portrait to find the shopkeeper, who looked at the portrait and was stunned at first, and said with a smile: "You look like you grow up." ”

Song Yun followed with a sneer and nodded awkwardly: "Yes, it's a bit like it, hehe." "That being said, but his

There was a hint of doubt in his mind, but he didn't say it.

Looking carefully at the portrait in front of him, the shopkeeper said, "No, isn't this here?" As the shopkeeper spoke, he pointed to the door not far away, Song Yun heard the voice, hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, he saw Song Renju standing at the door, and the woman behind him.

(End of chapter)