The boy followed me with a light step, and I looked back at where he had walked, and there were no fine pieces of snow falling to the ground. I led him through the front hall to the backyard, and then I fetched half a bucket of water from the ancient well on the side and placed it in the north direction of the well, and then a square entrance appeared on the ground, and there was a secret room in the depths of the tunnel.

We sat in the secret room, and I warmed a jug of wine for him.

I asked: Is the guest officer going to buy or sell?

The young man said: Both.

I raised my eyebrows, and it looked like a big deal.

The young man looked around and asked, "Are you the boss?"

I said, "Yes."

The young man said: It doesn't look like it.

I said, "Does the guest think I don't have the ability or—

The young man said: Too young.

I smiled awkwardly, got up and added a handful of firewood to the nearby stove, and picked up the warm flask.

I said, "Please."

The young man asked: What kind of wine is this?

I said, "Don't worry, I brewed it myself, how about it?"

The young man said: Well...... It tastes a little weird, so let me take a sip.

I'm so addicted to wine that I'm no longer satisfied with drinking alone, and it's my new pleasure to brew all sorts of weird liquors and give them equally quirky names. For example, this cup of Mo Chou, a mouthful into the throat is like being in the vast grassland, thousands of horses from the tip of the tongue to the internal organs.

I took a booklet out of a drawer and spread it out on the table, turning the pages of snow white and writing a stroke.

I said, "You are my eleventh guest, may I ask the name of the guest officer?"

The young man said: Sue-Ash.

I wrote the word "ember" in confusion, and I hesitated to draw a single stroke. I can't figure out how a parent can give a child such a name, if it wasn't for the parent, maybe someone else, I think, maybe an enemy.

Every customer who buys or sells information has a separate brochure with their own name written on it, because I'm sure they don't just come once or twice.

I said, "Let's talk about what you're going to sell."

The young man took the wine glass and drank it down, saying, "The leader of the alliance is dead."

This was really appalling news, and the bamboo pen in my hand was broken into two pieces by me.

The young man said indifferently: No one knows about this matter except me for the time being.

I said: How is it possible, how can no one know about such a big event as the death of the alliance leader except you?

The young man said, "Because, I killed the man."

I slipped off the bench in fright.

The young man said: I made an appointment with him to compete in Akagi, and he lost.

Hearing that the dignified martial arts alliance leader had lost the competition, he unconsciously gasped.

I said, "You mean, the body of the alliance leader is still in Akagi?"

The boy said, "Well, but I'm going to bury him somewhere in Akagi."

Once this news leaks out, the entire martial arts will fall into chaos in a moment, and those ambitious people will inevitably stir up again. Of course, this news is undoubtedly very valuable, and it is a great opportunity for everyone.

The young man suddenly asked: I don't know how much this news is worth to the boss?

I said, "Ahem."

I thought to myself, this is going to ruin my family.

A sneer vaguely tugged at the corner of the young man's mouth.

I touched my nose and held out three fingers.

The boy asked: Oh, three hundred taels?

I put down my hand and slapped it heavily on the table: 30,000 taels!

The young man suddenly smiled and said, "Well, it seems that he is not a profiteer."

......

I faithfully recorded the information provided by Su Shen and the heartache notes in the booklet, worth 30,000 taels of silver. Who said that I am not a profiteer, and I will sell it to him at several times the price of how much money I spent on this news.

I picked up the Mochou Grunt in my hand and poured a few sips, ready to get up and get the silver.

Su Yan said: Wait, I still have to buy news.

I patted my head and sat down with a hippie smile.

I said, "Please."

Su Shen said: I want to buy-

I said, "Uh-huh."

Su Shen said: Your information.

Another bamboo pen was broken by me.

I crossed my hands over my chest and fell into deep thought. It's the first time I've met a guest who is willing to spend money to buy my information, do I still need to spend money to buy my information? I looked at Su Yan and thought to myself that this person is still too young, people like me only need to invite me to a drink and a meal, I will tell you what you want to know, why spend money. These losers always think that money can solve all problems, but in fact...... And it is.

Su Yan said: If you don't sell it, it's okay, then trouble the boss to get 30,000 quickly-

I said: Sell!

In order to make money, I quickly sold myself completely, in addition to the most basic personal information, I even when I read the book, when I entered the rivers and lakes, when I came to the water, what I like to eat and drink, I can explain it clearly, Su Yan can't cry and laugh when I listen, and when I finish my personal "autobiography" endlessly, I find that the table is full of broken bamboos and broken pens, and I can no longer find one that can continue to be used for writing.

Su Yan said: Your sister's name is Jiang Hua.

I said, "Yes, but it's not in my autobiography, and if you want to know more about it, you'll have to pay for it."

Su Yan said: Do you really know about your sister, and how much do you know?

I asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Su Shen said: If you want to know what it means, then the boss will have to pay for it.

I said: Traitor.

My first impression of Su Shen was that of a cold teenager, but now I feel like a fox in sheep's clothing, and it seems that people's first impressions are sometimes really inaccurate.

Also, I'd love to ask him why he's called Ember, which sounds too festive. Others are names such as longevity, wealth, and joy, which sounds very blessed, and the word "mountain" sounds quite strong like mine. Only this "ember" is the remnant and the ashes, which makes people feel cold when they smell it. I don't think it's too late to ask if we still have a chance to meet.

Before leaving, Su Yan bought a pot of Mo Chou, he said: This wine is obviously very strange to drink, and what is even stranger is that I still want to drink it after drinking it.

......

I lay on the counter and watched Fugui skillfully make calculations on the side. Since the opening of the "Wind Catcher Bar", I have been busy every day, and I want to hire a helper but I am reluctant to spend money, so I have called me, a rich and idle little apprentice, to work as a coolie. I am glad that in his eyes, this is for the cultivation of his teacher, not as free labor.

Fugui suddenly turned his head and asked, "Master, when can I meet my ancestor?"

I said, "See what he does."

Fugui said: Honor and honor his old man.

I said, "No, you give it to me, and I will honor you."

Fugui said: Master!

I said, "What!

Fugui said, "You will be corrupt."

I said, "I'm greedy for you, a big-headed ghost."

I said as I knocked him on the head with an abacus.

Rich and wronged: Master, you hit me!

I said, "As a teacher, this is teaching you martial arts!"

Fugui wiped his nose and tears and said: Liar, you obviously hit me with that thing.

I said, "Stupid, this is the Shaolin secret book passed down by your ancestors."

Fugui stared at me suspiciously.

I said: Have you ever heard of Shaolin Iron Head Gong?

Fugui nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

I said, "My iron head skill was practiced by your ancestor in this way."

Fugui took a breath and said like a strong man breaking his wrist: Come on, Master~

I said: I am a little tired as a teacher, you can take it yourself and hit it, and the effect is the same.

After speaking, he casually threw the abacus into his arms.

Fugui raised his abacus, looked at me with some hesitation, and then resolutely began to hurt himself. I flipped through the ledger, and every time I turned the page, I heard a "thud" next to it, and when I reached page 28, the sound stopped abruptly.

When I looked up, the man was knocked unconscious.

At the same time, there was a person standing in front of the store.

The man said, "When did the teacher teach you to practice iron head skills like this?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, I fainted and fell to the ground.

As the saying goes: it's not that you don't report that the day has not come. The retribution came suddenly, and Fugui and I stood straight against the wall, drooping our heads.

I whispered to Fugui: No, you crow's mouth, every day the ancestor of the ancestor, now you have your wish.

Fugui said: Woo woo, I was wrong Master.

I said, "Don't call me Master, my Master is still here." You scoundrel!

I only heard the master put the wine glass on the table with a "bang", and Fugui and I were terrified.

Master said, "Long time no see, criminal!

I knelt down: Master, don't be angry.

Seeing this, Fugui also knelt down: Master, don't be angry with Master.

The master said, "Disciple, give the abacus to your master."

Fugui thought that he was going to be beaten again, and he was so frightened that he clutched his abacus and didn't dare to let go. But I know Master's true intentions, and I know with my toes that this abacus is for me.

I quickly got up and gave Master a thump on the back, wondering as I thumped.

The Master said, "Do you wonder how the Master knows that you are not dead and that you have found this place?"

I said, "Master is really like a god."

Master said, "Because—I am your Master."

I say:......

The Master said, "Stand up and let the Master take a look."

Fugui suddenly jumped over with a spring breeze on his face, but heard the master say coldly: It's not you.

I stood in front of Master and bowed my head timidly.

Master said, "You can eat, drink, and toss, it seems that you are in good health."

I suddenly hugged Master, tears welling up.