Half a month later.

The news of the death of the shopkeeper and Xiao Er spread all over the street, but after more than ten days, the limelight subsided.

The head catcher of the yamen came to inspect as usual, interrogated Xiaoyun, and learned that it was the senior brother of the Huashan faction who did it here, and the identity symbols of Huashan and Emei were indeed found from the five nuns and the junior brother, so they recorded the case and left silently.

The scope of the vendetta in the rivers and lakes is probably beyond their control, not to mention that it is the martial arts giants like the Huashan faction who do it.

There are not many headcatchers like Yang Zheng in this world after all.

But Xiaoyun also understands that they can't be blamed for not doing their job; Because with their martial arts, even if they want to handle the case and arrest the murderer, they are powerless, but they will take their lives in vain.

A few basins of cold water, half a rag, the blood stains on the ground were cleaned, and they became new, smooth, and dry.

The blood of small people like the shopkeeper, the little two, and the master is not red on the ground.

And Xiaoyun changed his body, put on a new outfit, and became the temporary owner of Yuelai Inn.

Yuelai Inn is open all over the world, eat the rivers and lakes, there are Yuelai Inns everywhere, this kind of thing has already been prepared, and the surviving people will continue to open the store and clean up the follow-up, until the Central Plains sends the shopkeeper over.

It's just that although the method is arranged in this way, there are many key points in it, and it is not allowed to be taught by outsiders.

All in all, after Xiaoyun took over the Yuelai Inn, he recruited another down-and-out scholar to keep accounts, and a kind young man to run the hall.

Because after the death of the Yuelai Inn, the business was already a lot less, so the three newcomers were a little rusty to do things together, but they were also busy.

Winter goes to spring, and it's February.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and after a few spring rains, it seems to wash away all the dirt, and the streets are bustling with people, and there is no hiding in the inn.

After all, life still has to be lived, and the flowers of Jiangnan are blooming again.

As a result, the business of Yuelai Inn is getting better and better, especially with Xiaoyun, the "god chef", many people come here and want to try their gluttony.

And Xiaoyun secretly inquired many times about who killed Lao Gong, but to no avail.

The dinner table is the easiest place to spread gossip, but Lao Gong is too small to be brought to the dinner table, and the yamen has hastily closed the case, so it is extremely difficult to find out the real culprit.

On this day, Liufu, the largest wealthy family in Willow Springs City, sent a housekeeper over and named the master chef in charge of the Yuelai Inn.

"Where's your cook? Get him out! ”

As soon as the butler entered the door, he took out a large stack of silver tickets, slapped them on the table.

Dunhou young man hurried over to greet him; "What do you order? We've got meat and wine here. ”

The butler disdainfully nuns, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Ask your cook to come out to see me." I asked him something, and if he did it right, the money would be yours! ”

The young man scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "My chef is generally not seen, and we rarely disturb him on weekdays. ”

The butler's face turned sideways, and as soon as he flicked his robe, he got up, walked to the counter, and slapped the stack of silver tickets in front of the down-and-out scholar.

The young man went to the back kitchen to serve the food again.

The down-and-out scholar was reading, and he was reading almost all day except when he was bookkeeping and eating.

"You're the shopkeeper, aren't you? Tell the cook to come out, do you see what this is? ”

The housekeeper was obviously standing in front of the down-and-out scholar, but he still deliberately spoke very loudly, as if he was afraid that someone in the lobby would not be able to hear him.

The down-and-out scholar didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to read a tattered and yellowed ancient book that he was pressing on his elbows.

He has been famous all his life, and he is not interested in money, and working at Yuelai Inn is just a temporary livelihood.

"Are you the shopkeeper? Can't you speak? ”

The butler spoke louder, and even leaned his mouth over and spoke close to the scholar's ear: "Even if you don't have ears, you should always have eyes." See this stack of money?! ”

The down-and-out scholar glanced up at him lightly and said, "The small shop doesn't have such an expensive banquet, so this money will not be recorded in the account and will not be collected." ”

When the housekeeper saw him like this, he was even more angry, raised his hands high, and said angrily: "How can this be reasonable, how can it be so reasonable?!" Is this still an inn? This group of people is simply uncle! ”

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the backyard: "None of us are uncles, only you want to be uncles." It's just that we don't treat you as an uncle now. ”

There are many such people in this world - there are only two kinds of relationships between him and others, either he is an uncle and commanding; Either someone else is an uncle, and he is submissive.

In the world of these people, there are only superiors and subordinates of power, and there is never such a thing as an equal friend.

The housekeeper stared at the person who came out of the back kitchen for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "I thought there was a talking person, but I didn't expect it to be a dog that bites people!" ”

The person who came out was Xiaoyun.

The housekeeper had seen Xiaoyun before, but he really didn't recognize the famous chef in front of him who was wearing a hat and was a decent chef who was picking dung.

Maybe he thought the cook looked a little like the dung man, but he definitely only thought it was a coincidence, and never thought about it in that way.

Xiaoyun said: "If you want to find a dog to cook for Liufu, then please go out of the street and turn left, there is a dog called Rhubarb, a few miles nearby, count him the most obedient." ”

"Hahahaha. Yes, rhubarb is quite obedient. ”

"That person looks like the housekeeper of the Liu Mansion, right?"

“.........”

The inn immediately laughed.

The butler's expression became a little embarrassed, and he suddenly realized that the chefs of the Yuelai Inn were not those who had never seen the world before, and could treat them as dogs with a little money.

"Since you know that I came to you to hold a wedding banquet in Liufu, how dare you be so rude?"

"The wedding feast?"

The housekeeper cleaned up his expression and said solemnly: "Miss Liufu and Li Anzi of the Hainan Sword Sect are going to hold a wedding soon, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy. ”

He said this to the guests of the inn, and although he said it with admiration, it was as if he had thrown a copper plate and given it to some unknown beggar.

The guests laughed and did not say a word, only a few clasped their fists and said, "I will come to have a dip of joy then!" ”

The housekeeper was very satisfied with their attitude, smiled and nodded, and said, "Everyone lives in the same city, and we should take care of each other more." ”

"And we will invite this best chef in Willow Springs City to be the chef of our Liufu and cook a big feast."

The butler looked at Xiaoyun and waved his hand, "Chef, I put the silver ticket here." On the third day of the next month, be sure to come on time. ”

After saying that, he left the Yuelai Inn, in his opinion, it was impossible for anyone in Willow Springs City to refuse such a large sum of money, and he did not have the courage to refuse the invitation of Liufu.

Xiao Yun suddenly showed a strange look, he didn't plan to accept this invitation, but in the end he actually agreed.

"Okay, I'll go then."

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The third day of March.

It's another good day, the eldest lady of Liufu, Liu Rushui, got married, of course, it was a good day; The days are good days, but Liu Rushui is a little depressed and unhappy, and she has never laughed.

She has never really loved Li Anzi, and even hates this person a little.

But everyone told him that Li Anzi was a generation of swordsmen, a hero, and his martial arts were very high, and the Taoism of the Hainan Sword School was inherited by him in the future.

Liu Rushui didn't know what this had to do with her - she could live a good and happy life now, why would she let herself belong to someone she didn't like at all, in exchange for material status, wealth and fame.

She really didn't understand what was so good about those things.

However, everyone thinks that what is good must be good, and even if she thinks it is bad, she must be wrong.

So although she has had trouble with her father several times, how can "wrong" overcome "right"? Of course, she still failed.

Liu Rushui also realized from then on that she was not a high-ranking eldest lady, and she was just a poor woman.

Red makeup, red candles, red wedding dress.

The groom, the bride, the glamorous matchmaker.

Liu Rushui covered her red hijab and walked all the way to the front of the main hall of Liufu, and Li Anzi also held her hand all the time.

The people around her who saw her congratulated her and Li Anzi, and their mouths were full of nice words, which sounded as sweet as honey.

Liu Rushui felt even more uncomfortable, she felt as if she was trapped in a deep dark swamp, and there were hands around her that kept holding her down, pressing her down, pressing her whole body immobilized.

She was overwhelmed.

At this moment, who will Liu Rushui think of?

No one would have expected that the person she thought of would be "Xiaoyun", a dung man who was in the yard that day, and was said to want to defile her.

She still remembered Xiaoyun's eyes that day, and the feeling of loneliness that brought her was exactly the same as the feeling in her own heart now, not bad at all!

At this moment, she seemed to have some kind of strange emotional resonance with Xiaoyun that day.

Liu Rushui suddenly stopped.

The smile on Li Anzi's face became a little stiff.

The guests stared at her and Li Anzi suspiciously, not knowing what the situation was.

And the bridesmaid who was holding Liu Rushui was obviously very experienced, and faintly guessed her thoughts, and persuaded in a very small voice: "Miss, don't resist." You can't see the benefits of marrying Li Daxia at this time, and you will understand it when you grow up. ”

Grow up.

When is it considered to be an adult?

The tip of Liu Rushui's nose is sour, she really can't wait for the day when she grows up, she is about to be overwhelmed and suffocated to death now!

"Hahaha....... If you are hungry, some can't walk, hurry up, after worshipping the church, we will ask the chef to personally open a pot of side dishes for you, and make your favorite crispy chicken! ”

It was the lord of Liufu, that is, Liu Rushui's father, who opened his mouth to break the siege.

No one in Liufu dared to disobey his words.

Of course, Liu Rushui understood what he meant.

Liu Rushui sighed and choked up: "I don't want to eat crispy chicken, ask him to make a bowl of eight-treasure tofu." ”

"Butler, why don't you go and give orders?"

The butler immediately ran to the east.

The person he wanted to instruct was to come to Liufu early and prepare Xiaoyun for the main table where the bride and groom were located.