Chapter 64: The Elegant and the Poetry Society
"Qingxuan Dao Chief!!" As soon as Ye Qingxuan stepped into the door of the Drunken Immortal Building, the big shopkeeper who was settling accounts on the counter immediately recognized him.
This is really normal, Ye Qingxuan's appearance is really good, originally in modern society, Ye Qingxuan is a handsome guy at the school grass level, and the little Taoist priest of Qingxuan looks exactly the same as Ye Qingxuan, coupled with a good height, and a well-fitting robe, the natural painting style is a little different from those ordinary high-rollers.
This drunken immortal building's big shopkeeper is a person-like person, originally his biggest competitor in this Xiangyang City was Taibai Lou, that Taibai Lou came a few months ago and was said to be the imperial chef in the Dajin royal family, so he robbed more than half of the business in Xiangyang City at once.
After all, the gimmick of "royal chef" is not something that ordinary people can resist, even if you are rich, you may never have the opportunity to taste the food made by the imperial chef himself in your life.
In those months, the business of Zuixianlou suppressed by Taibai Lou plummeted, and it was just a matter of maintaining normal expenses every day, and even the big shopkeeper had the idea of dropping Zuixianlou and focusing on other industries.
But Ye Qingxuan's condor script made him turn over, and snatched back a large amount of traffic from Taibai Lou's hands at once, feng shui took turns, and now it was Taibai Lou's turn to be deserted, so how could this big shopkeeper forget Ye Qingxuan, a great benefactor?
"Daoist Qingxuan, please inside, please take a seat!" The big shopkeeper had a smile on his face, and hurriedly walked out from behind the counter to greet Ye Qingxuan in person, and at the same time ordered in his mouth, "Xiao Er, hurry up and serve good tea!"
Ye Qingxuan smiled and made a mockery, and did not refuse, so he followed the shopkeeper towards the second floor.
When the diners in the restaurant heard the movement, they turned their heads one after another, and then each greeted Ye Qingxuan, and for a while, the already lively scene in the restaurant was adding three points, and even the voice of the little guy who was talking in the center of the lobby was covered for a while.
Ye Qingxuan returned the salute with a smile, this short distance made Ye Qingxuan walk a little half of the incense, which shows what kind of level Ye Qingxuan's popularity has reached in Xiangyang City.
After more than a month of hard work, although everyone in Xiangyang City does not dare to say that everyone believes in Taoism, but the seeds of Taoism have been deeply rooted here, and this Xiangyang City of the Great Jin Dynasty will inevitably become the starting point of Taoism famous all over the world.
In the system's belief map, the area where Xiangyang City is located has been rendered purple as a whole, and the intensity is very high.
After inviting Ye Qingxuan into a seat and settling down for a while, the big shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building made a sin against Ye Qingxuan, and then left to take care of the business downstairs.
And Ye Qingxuan is also happy, drinking tea and eating side dishes.
With such a scene, he couldn't help but think of the first time he came to the Drunken Immortal Tower, "I don't know how the beggar is now?"
That beggar is really the most peculiar person Ye Qingxuan has ever seen in the past few days.
The reason why I say this is that even if the average Jianghu person is too unkempt, he will dress himself neatly and neatly, and will not be sloppy and become a beggar.
Besides, the beggar's kung fu is really unfathomable, and Ye Qingxuan, who has seen some of the world, recalled it at this time, the aura revealed by the beggar was actually a lot stronger than Wei Sanxiao and Yuan Feng, the two genuine innate masters.
"Could it be that the beggar can still be a martial saint?" Ye Qingxuan couldn't figure it out in his heart, after all, he had seen these two innate masters, and his vision was not wide.
I don't know how long Ye Qingxuan pondered, and the residual tea in the cup was already half dry.
"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Youlao Dao has been waiting for a long time!" Just as Ye Qingxuan was pondering, Yuan Feng's voice came, and when he looked up, he saw Yuan Feng dressed in brocade, with a respectful smile on his face, standing at the table with a folding fan in his hand.
Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan looked up, and then stood up and snorted at Yuan Feng, and at the same time said, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Yuan Jushi and noble people are busy, so it's not in the way." ”
The two exchanged pleasantries again, and then they sat down with each other and got down to business.
Ye Qingxuan's purpose in going down the mountain this time was to find more money, after all, the construction of the Taoist temple was very expensive.
The worship of the Changming Lantern Pavilion and the incense money of the Sanqing Hall have become the two stable sources of the Jade Void at this time, although Ye Qingxuan and the little Taoist priest of Qingyuan are required to make cameo appearances to explain the Taoist, but they are finally stable.
If this is put in the general Taoist temples and temples, over time, the construction of the entire Taoist temple will inevitably unfold slowly.
But what Ye Qingxuan lacks most at this time is time, otherwise after more than ten or twenty years of construction, the Taoist temple can be built, and by then, I am afraid that he will have been played to death by the system task and become a corpse or an idiot.
In addition to the need to repair roads, the construction token in the system mall is really outrageously expensive, so this is why Ye Qingxuan went down the mountain this time.
Yuan Feng has served under the command of Jingzhou Mu for several years, and naturally he also has his own business in this Xiangyang City, among which the big shopkeeper of the largest money bank in the entire Jingzhou has a good friendship with him.
After the two sat down, Yuan Feng took a sip of tea and moistened his throat, and then arched his hand towards Ye Qingxuan and said, "Don't blame the Daoist, in the past few days, Princess Lingyang has arrived, and the whole Jingzhou has been very busy, but the things entrusted by the Daoist have lived up to expectations, and there has been some progress." ”
Yuan Feng said as he took out a plain invitation with gilded rim from his arms.
This invitation is elegant and chic, quite bookish and poetic, Ye Qingxuan was slightly stunned, and then took the invitation and opened it to watch carefully.
After a while, Ye Qingxuan's face showed a somewhat strange look.
It turns out that the big shopkeeper of this money village is still a vassal and elegant person, and the invitation is clearly written, three days later, on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the Dragon Boat Festival, in this Xiangyang City outside the garden, by the shopkeeper to do the east, invite Jingzhou celebrities and dignitaries, hold a poetry meeting.
"This world also celebrates the Dragon Boat Festival?" Ye Qingxuan thought strangely in his heart, "Could it be that in the history of this world, there is also a great patriot who committed suicide by jumping into the river in despair?"
"Dao Chief?" Seeing Ye Qingxuan's stunned appearance, Yuan Feng asked suspiciously, "But is there anything wrong?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head when he heard this, took a sip of the teacup to hide his embarrassment, and then continued, "Fang Cai was a little distracted for a while, and I ask Yuan Jushi to forgive me!"
"Don't dare!" Yuan Feng arched his hand.
"I don't know the layman, but you want me to accompany the layman on the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth month?" Ye Qingxuan closed the invitation card and handed it back to Yuan Feng.
The invitation clearly stated that Yuan Feng and his friends would be invited to the poetry meeting.