Chapter 12 A good banquet table
Yan Xiaobai, who was walking and stopping, didn't know anything about all this. Before I knew it, it was afternoon, and I had just walked out of Yunmeng Mountain.
I secretly said in my heart, Xuan Mo's monster is really fast.
It's that there is no harm without contrast.
Towards evening, I saw a city in the distance, and the smoke of the cooking was faintly rising. Is this the fireworks in the world?
Ten miles outside Qingyang City, there is an official post station, and there is also a resting inn for merchants to stay in the store. After all, the city gates are closed at night. Some of those who could not enter the city had to eat and live outside the city. So over time. Usually there will be an inn outside the mortal city.
Yan Xiaobai casually found an inn, and the name of the store was "There is an inn". As soon as he entered the store, Xiao Er said enthusiastically:
"Master, are you going to be a tip or a hotel?"
Yan Xiaobai didn't understand what it meant to be sharp, so he said loudly directly: "Eat." ”
"And what are you going to eat?"
"Of course, a good banquet table."
"How many of you?"
"You talk a lot of nonsense, twitter."
The shopkeeper was excited, and immediately opened his throat: "Okay, a good banquet table." Father! Upstairs, please. ”
Yan Xiaobai sat down by the window on the second floor. This location is generally the best location of the inn. After a while, the dishes will be served.
Yan Xiaobai looked at this table full of dishes that he didn't recognize.
"Hahaha, no one is robbing me now."
At this time, it was completely dark, and Yan Xiaobai started a person's self-congratulation.
At first, I used chopsticks, and then I used my hands directly. I saw Yan Xiaobai with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand, and he was happy with a mouthful.
There is no image at all. During this period, the shopkeeper came up to ask if he wanted to drink, and was directly stuffed by Yan Xiaobai with a chicken butt, and then scared away.
Xuan Kui eats fiercely, Xuan Mo eats fast, and Yan Xiaobai eats scary.
Soon the table was eaten by him. When he went downstairs to check out, he hiccuped and said to the shopkeeper:
"Boss, the dish is good, how much silver?"
The boss was serious and said, "Thank you, it's delicious and come again, three taels of silver." ”
If you are in a restaurant near Huajiu Lane in the inner city, this price is normal. For example, the Eight Immortal Residences that Xuan Mo had been to before. This is an ordinary small inn in the outer city, and three taels of silver can cover the expenses of ordinary people for a year, so this is a sky-high price, and this is a slaughter.
It's a pity that Yan Xiaobai doesn't know the price. The reason why the boss dared to open his mouth like this is because it is impossible for ordinary people to order like this. There is only one kind of person, a person who has money and no social experience. The innkeeper's eyes were bright.
As soon as he stretched out his hand and took out the ten taels of silver in his bosom, he was about to pay it. At this time, a few people walked down the second floor, all of them were fierce and vicious, dressed in black, and they exuded a faint smell of blood. These people have human lives in their hands, and they are the first to humane:
"Boy, help us pay for it together."
The innkeeper was also flustered, "This is the duck that will arrive soon?" ”
"Oh? When we meet, you ask me to help you pay, you have to tell me why. ”
Seeing Yan Xiaobai showing weakness, they laughed. They all carried knives, and some of them pointed directly at Yan Xiaobai with their scabbards.
"Then I'll tell you, because we're bad guys."
As soon as the leader finished speaking, Yan Xiaobai also laughed and said:
"It turns out that everyone is their own person, because I am also a bad person. Can you pay for me? ”
Hearing his words, one of them said:
"Boss, this guy is funny."
Before this person's voice fell, Yan Xiaobai ran away, and said as he ran: "Next time, I will invite you to drink." ”
Then he just ran away and disappeared.
In Qingyang City, ten miles long street. The lights are bright, and Qingyang City in the evening is a different charm compared to the daytime. At this time, Yan Xiaobai looked at the surrounding scenery, and unconsciously walked to an alley.
What is this charm in the end, of course, it is the taste of rouge gouache, warbler swallow swallow. He saw the Eight Immortal Residences mentioned by Xuan Mo, this alley is called Beggar Wine Alley, as the name suggests, there are wine and flowers.
Yan Xiaobai may have been attracted by this indescribable scene, and when he looked up, he saw that the huge signboards attracted attention, and the names of the signboards were bigger than one another, such as the Drunken Immortal Tower, Tianxiang Tower, Xianyin Pavilion, and so on. What attracted more attention was the girls on the second floor, all of whom wore pink makeup, red faces, and thousands of postures.
Maybe Yan Xiaobai's eyes stayed for too long, and a woman naturally stepped forward and took Yan Xiaobai's arm and said coquettishly:
"Official, go in and sit down. Come on, come on. ”
Just when he was stunned, he felt like he had been hit. Then I heard a voice say, "I'm sorry." ”
Yan Xiaobai suddenly felt that this person, the dark cloud cover, was about to have an accident, this was the manifestation of the Qi Technique.
So he shouted, "Hey, don't go, you have a bad omen." ”
I saw that after the person who hit the person heard the words "don't go", he ran away.
Looking at the departing back, "How do you feel, something is wrong?" ”
"I'll go, where's the silver?"
Although it was a small whisper, it was also heard by the woman who was pulling.
She suddenly changed her face and said:
"No money, no money, get out. Waste of this girl's time. ”