Volume 1 The Living Yama Hall Chapter 2 The Dirty Beggar

Ten years later, Los Angeles, Yunzhou.

Los Angeles is now unprecedentedly prosperous, as if ten years ago Yunzhou boundary things have never happened, Los Angeles is adjacent to Yunzhou City, the etiquette is developed, and talented and beautiful people prefer to come to Los Angeles rather than Yunzhou City, the capital of a state.

Baili Restaurant's best dish is a dish of thyme, which tastes tender and delicious, like meat but not meat, and waits for what has been swallowed, and the food may be called a plate, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant Li will never mention to anyone what ingredients are used in this dish, even after ten years of their family, Yunzhou Luocheng.

Los Angeles is now unprecedentedly prosperous, as if ten years ago Yunzhou boundary things have never happened, Los Angeles is adjacent to Yunzhou City, the etiquette is developed, and talented and beautiful people prefer to come to Los Angeles rather than Yunzhou City, the capital of a state.

Baili Restaurant's best dish is a dish of thyme, which tastes tender and delicious, like meat and non-meat, and waits for what it is that has been swallowed, and the food may be called a plate, and the shopkeeper of the restaurant Li will never mention to anyone what ingredients are used in this dish, even their daily vegetable food, must be sealed in a box, for fear of being known.

Thyme has kept the restaurant rich for a hundred years, and whether it can be guaranteed for a hundred years Li Shopkeeper doesn't know, he just hopes that he won't make a mistake in his own hands.

Today, the sun still hasn't come out, and the food truck has already arrived, and the shopkeeper Li still got up early like the unloading helper, staring at the workers, and unloading the boxes of food delivery in the back door alley of his restaurant. He was in high spirits, with his hands behind his back, and a green jade wrench on his hand, which, according to his words, was more expensive than this kind of helper combined.

The helpers were busy, and no one walked around in the alley, and the neighbors knew that they were going to be scolded by Shopkeeper Li to spy on the secret recipe of their restaurant when they came out at this time.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the straw pile next to the back door.

Shopkeeper Li was standing right in front of the haystack.

Shopkeeper Li is all smart, could it be that the gangsters are hiding here, is it that a few restaurants around are really unbearable, their own business is too big, they want to know the practice of thyme? Then do they still have to carry sharp weapons, if they are put on the neck with a knife, do they say, or don't say it.

The middle-aged shopkeeper Li is mostly fat on his body, he moved uneasily, his left hand kept stroking the green jade wrench on his right hand, and he didn't dare to look back at the haystack, he was pampered all the year round he just turned his heart like this, he was full of cold sweat, he felt a hard object on his back against his back, this feeling is very real, this time Boss Li didn't think this was a fantasy in his own heart, trembling all over.

"I say......," came a somewhat hoarse voice from inside the haystack.

As soon as this person spoke, the shopkeeper Li knelt down, and then shouted: "A good man, a good man, this thyme is actually a mushroom, it is a mushroom, and the mushroom will be ...... after it is fried in duck fat" The shopkeeper Li was still talking about the secret recipe of thyme, and the surrounding helpers were also taken aback, really thinking that some villain was coming.

The man in the haystack behind him turned out completely, the haystack was more than half a person high, and the man behind him also fell, rolled twice, and when he stopped, he took the shopkeeper Li, and all kinds of helpers around him could see what this person looked like.

This is a beggar dressed shabbyly, even if he says that he is not a beggar, it is difficult for the average person to believe that almost all of his clothes are patched with tattered patches, and judging from the position of the strap of his clothes, it is impossible to say that this man may have a whole piece of cloth full of patches, his hair is unkempt, and there is some beard on his chin, which can be seen to have not been trimmed for a long time.

If you remove these, and then pretend not to see the mud on his face and the straw in his hair, this person can be regarded as a raw thick eyebrows and big eyes, but unfortunately this person's eyes are also very dim, and he is full of alcohol, and the surrounding helpers think that they will almost turn out a few wine jars that have been drunk from the haystack.

Shopkeeper Li knelt a little embarrassed, even embarrassed, he stood up slowly, and the beggar on the ground raised his eyes to look at him, hiccuped and said, "I said...... Do you still have any wine in the restaurant?"

As soon as he spoke, he was even more drunk.

"Hey, you drunken beggar, if you really give you wine, do you have the money to pay the bill?" Shopkeeper Li's face turned red at first, and then a little purple, he could feel that those helpers were stealing fun, and he had no choice but to question the beggar on the ground loudly.

"I don't have any money, so it's not good to say. The beggar hesitated, but really answered the question of Shopkeeper Li.

Shopkeeper Li then said loudly: "I was heard by you today in the first half of the secret of thyme, I must let you work in my place to pay off the debt, I see that the wine you drank last night was stolen from our restaurant, I want to see, how many jars of wine you have here, how much we can calculate according to the account, how much work you do can be repaid, and even if you pay back the wine money, you must not say anything about the secret recipe of my thyme in the future, and you can't say half a word." Then the shopkeeper Li hesitated, and the helpers around him were holding back their laughter, all looking at their own jokes. As soon as his heart was crossed, he went to the haystack, and he wanted to turn over it himself, how much alcohol the drunkard had drunk, and he had to be more expensive, so as to scare the helpers, and not to be laughed at.

"I advise you not to move the haystack. The beggar smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that were countless times whiter than the mud on his face: "Because there is another person in it." ”

Boss Li's heart is empty again, is this the real villain?

"Who is inside?" asked Boss Li with a forced composure.

"A man who has never drunk and will never say a word about your good dish. The beggar said slowly.

"Then who are you?" Boss Li didn't believe it, could there be a person hidden in this haystack less than half a person high?

"My name is Tang Qian, huh...... That's all I can say, and there's a beggar in it. Tang Qian was still lying on the ground, snorting at the pile of straw.

"You ......" Boss Li could already hear the unbearable laughter of the helpers around him, this beggar was teasing me, he stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his fat hand, and picked up the haystack, revealing a person inside, this person was lying down, motionless, even if Boss Li slapped the grass on his face, he didn't blink his eyes.

"And then there's the fact that he's dead. Tang Qian was still very indifferent, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Boss Li took a few steps back, the beggar in there was also dirty, the smell of wine was even greater when the haystack was opened, it turned out that more alcohol was coming from this beggar, this person's eyes widened, and there was a smile on his face, this smile was a little flattering, and this person had been dead for a long time. He had a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, presumably the guy he usually used for begging.

Boss Li picked up the straw and touched the porcelain bowl, the porcelain bowl slipped from the beggar's hand, and in the porcelain bowl, there was still half a bowl of porridge that had not been completely drunk, and every grain of rice in the porridge was more crystal clear than the porridge that was commonly seen, and even a little beautiful, not like rice, but like some kind of pearl and jade baby, even if it was a small half bowl of residual porridge that had long been cold.

By the wall of the courtyard of the restaurant, there was a soft shout.

Tang Qian was lying on the ground, although he was smiling, his eyes were still dim, but his people had already turned over the courtyard wall of the restaurant in the next moment, and even those sturdy men who were helpers didn't see clearly how this guy dressed as a beggar did it.

Boss Li's hand with the green jade wrench was still trembling, and Tang Qian's people had already chased him out.

Every day of vegetable food, it must be sealed in a box, for fear that someone will know the trick.

Thyme has kept the restaurant rich for a hundred years, and whether it can be guaranteed for a hundred years Li Shopkeeper doesn't know, he just hopes that he won't make a mistake in his own hands.

Today, the sun still hasn't come out, and the food truck has already arrived, and the shopkeeper Li still got up early like the unloading helper, staring at the workers, and unloading the boxes of food delivery in the back door alley of his restaurant. He was in high spirits, with his hands behind his back, and a green jade wrench on his hand, which, according to his words, was more expensive than this kind of helper combined.

The helpers were busy, and no one walked around in the alley, and the neighbors knew that they were going to be scolded by Shopkeeper Li to spy on the secret recipe of their restaurant when they came out at this time.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the straw pile next to the back door.

Shopkeeper Li was standing right in front of the haystack.

Shopkeeper Li is all smart, could it be that the gangsters are hiding here, is it that a few restaurants around are really unbearable, their own business is too big, they want to know the practice of thyme? Then do they still have to carry sharp weapons, if they are put on the neck with a knife, do they say, or don't say it.

The middle-aged shopkeeper Li is mostly fat on his body, he moved uneasily, his left hand kept stroking the green jade wrench on his right hand, and he didn't dare to look back at the haystack, he was pampered all the year round he just turned his heart like this, he was full of cold sweat, he felt a hard object on his back against his back, this feeling is very real, this time Boss Li didn't think this was a fantasy in his own heart, trembling all over.

"I say......," came a somewhat hoarse voice from inside the haystack.

As soon as this person spoke, the shopkeeper Li knelt down, and then shouted: "A good man, a good man, this thyme is actually a mushroom, it is a mushroom, and the mushroom will be ...... after it is fried in duck fat" The shopkeeper Li was still talking about the secret recipe of thyme, and the surrounding helpers were also taken aback, really thinking that some villain was coming.

The man in the haystack behind him turned out completely, the haystack was more than half a person high, and the man behind him also fell, rolled twice, and when he stopped, he took the shopkeeper Li, and all kinds of helpers around him could see what this person looked like.

This is a beggar dressed shabbyly, even if he says that he is not a beggar, it is difficult for the average person to believe that almost all of his clothes are patched with tattered patches, and judging from the position of the strap of his clothes, it is impossible to say that this man may have a whole piece of cloth full of patches, his hair is unkempt, and there is some beard on his chin, which can be seen to have not been trimmed for a long time.

If you remove these, and then pretend not to see the mud on his face and the straw in his hair, this person can be regarded as a raw thick eyebrows and big eyes, but unfortunately this person's eyes are also very dim, and he is full of alcohol, and the surrounding helpers think that they will almost turn out a few wine jars that have been drunk from the haystack.

Shopkeeper Li knelt a little embarrassed, even embarrassed, he stood up slowly, and the beggar on the ground raised his eyes to look at him, hiccuped and said, "I said...... Do you still have any wine in the restaurant?"

As soon as he spoke, he was even more drunk.

"Hey, you drunken beggar, if you really give you wine, do you have the money to pay the bill?" Shopkeeper Li's face turned red at first, and then a little purple, he could feel that those helpers were stealing fun, and he had no choice but to question the beggar on the ground loudly.

"I don't have any money, so it's not good to say. The beggar hesitated, but really answered the question of Shopkeeper Li.

Shopkeeper Li then said loudly: "I was heard by you today in the first half of the secret of thyme, I must let you work in my place to pay off the debt, I see that the wine you drank last night was stolen from our restaurant, I want to see, how many jars of wine you have here, how much we can calculate according to the account, how much work you do can be repaid, and even if you pay back the wine money, you must not say anything about the secret recipe of my thyme in the future, and you can't say half a word." Then the shopkeeper Li hesitated, and the helpers around him were holding back their laughter, all looking at their own jokes. As soon as his heart was crossed, he went to the haystack, and he wanted to turn over it himself, how much alcohol the drunkard had drunk, and he had to be more expensive, so as to scare the helpers, and not to be laughed at.

"I advise you not to move the haystack. The beggar smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that were countless times whiter than the mud on his face: "Because there is another person in it." ”

Boss Li's heart is empty again, is this the real villain?

"Who is inside?" asked Boss Li with a forced composure.

"A man who has never drunk and will never say a word about your good dish. The beggar said slowly.

"Then who are you?" Boss Li didn't believe it, could there be a person hidden in this haystack less than half a person high?

"My name is Tang Qian, and I have traveled here from far, far away...... Swordsman, huh...... That's all I can say, and there's a beggar in it. Tang Qian was still lying on the ground, snorting at the pile of straw.

"You ......" Boss Li can already hear the unbearable laughter of the helpers around him, what is a swordsman, I have only seen talented and beautiful women in Los Angeles, when have I seen a swordsman and a swordsman again? This beggar is teasing me, he stepped forward suddenly, stretched out his fat hand, and picked up the haystack, revealing a person inside, this person was lying down, motionless, even if Boss Li slapped the grass on his face, he didn't blink an eye.

"And then there's the fact that he's dead. Tang Qian was still very indifferent, and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Boss Li took a few steps back, the beggar in there was also dirty, the smell of wine was even greater when the haystack was opened, it turned out that more alcohol was coming from this beggar, this person's eyes widened, and there was a smile on his face, this smile was a little flattering, and this person had been dead for a long time. He had a broken porcelain bowl in his hand, presumably the guy he usually used for begging.

Boss Li picked up the straw and touched the porcelain bowl, the porcelain bowl slipped from the beggar's hand, and in the porcelain bowl, there was still half a bowl of porridge that had not been completely drunk, and every grain of rice in the porridge was more crystal clear than the porridge that was commonly seen, and even a little beautiful, not like rice, but like some kind of pearl and jade baby, even if it was a small half bowl of residual porridge that had long been cold.

By the wall of the courtyard of the restaurant, there was a soft shout.

Tang Qian was lying on the ground, although he was smiling, his eyes were still dim, but his people had already turned over the courtyard wall of the restaurant in the next moment, and even those sturdy men who were helpers didn't see clearly how this guy dressed as a beggar did it.

Boss Li's hand with the green jade wrench was still trembling, and Tang Qian's people had already chased him out.