Chapter 241: A Small Town Restaurant

The rain in April was fine and dense. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info hits people, unconsciously, it will wet the clothes, but it will not make the clothes wet like the summer rain.

This is probably the last wave of spring rain, falling on the ground, wetting the streets, keeping the dust from rising, but also not driving pedestrians home to take shelter from the rain.

The winter chill has only recently dissipated, and no matter the time, a pot of hot wine is always refreshing.

In this remote town, there is no shortage of customers at the time-honored restaurants.

Near noon, it is even more lively, come to a pot of hot wine, a stack of fried peanuts that are still hot, enough silver, and a small dish of sauce beef. It can always dissipate all the tiredness of the morning.

The wine seller is an old man, and his back is no longer straight. It has been living in this town for decades. He has no descendants, and a hundred years later, the people in the town will have less good wine. Maybe there will be old people talking about him, most of them are still buried in time.

"Shopkeeper, come to a pot of wine, all kinds of side dishes. Wrap the beef in sauce and take it away. "There's a new customer in the store, a young man.

There are very few unfamiliar faces in the town, and even if they do, they attract a few more glances at most. The person who came was not a beautiful girl, but a handsome and more reserved young man, and not many people paid attention to it.

But the shopkeeper paused for a moment before he entertained him casually.

"Uncle, the business is so good, why don't you recruit more people. Uncle, no matter how tough your bones are, you still can't compare to those young men. Some regular customers chatted with the store while eating and drinking.

The old man also responded with a smile, a small restaurant, he was in charge of it alone, and fortunately he didn't see any pain, and his body was very hard.

Serve the food and drink: "Here, your wine, your dishes, all ready." ”

Everything has already been prepared, just heat it up, otherwise with the heat of this restaurant, the old man is really too busy.

The new guest glanced at the old man a few times before eating slowly.

The guests of the restaurant changed batch after batch, and it was almost dusk, and it was time for the old man to close the stall.

"Come back, two. I'm going to pack up and go back, old man. If you want to drink, please be early tomorrow. By this time, there were still two guests who had not left.

They were all unfamiliar faces, one was a young man and the other was a middle-aged man.

The young man came at noon, drank wine and ate food, ordered several wines, and sat until now. And the middle-aged man didn't know when he came, he didn't order anything, he was waiting here, he was waiting for the people to leave.

The middle-aged man arched his hand at the young man and said, "This fellow Daoist, if you have nothing to do, please leave." ”

As if he hadn't heard, the young man drank to himself, still warm.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, but in the end he didn't do anything to the young man. He couldn't see through this young man, he came here to do things on the orders of the sect, and it was better not to make extraneous branches.

He bowed his head to the old man, and said with the power of the younger generation: "Disciple Feng Wenlin, meet Uncle Lin." ”

The old man frowned slightly, like a real old man, and slowly wiped the table. There are more than a dozen tables, all of which have to be wiped by him alone.

Feng Wenlin seemed to have expected the old man's attitude, and a purple jade token popped out and was caught by the old man.

The old man frowned slightly, but he still spoke: "What's the matter, forcing you all to come and ask me, the old man, to do it?"

Feng Wenlin said respectfully: "The sect master has issued an order for you to find the two of you." ”

The old man waved his hand to stop Feng Wenlin from continuing: "The old man knows. ”

Feng Wenlin wanted to say that he hadn't said who he was looking for, but he thought of this uncle's ability, so he didn't speak again in the end, and when he heard yes, he retreated.

"One gone, and another. The old man doesn't remember, but he recognizes you as a junior. The old man hammered his waist and continued to wipe the table.

The young man glanced at the old man and continued to eat and drink.

The old man packed up the other tables and chairs, and the young man was left for the table. Hammered his waist and went over and sat down.

"You've been eating and drinking here all afternoon. Haven't you had enough of it?"

The young man looked at the side dish that he had eaten again, shook the flask, and it was empty. Only then did he raise his head and say, "You can't blame me, your things here taste so good." But the amount is too small to eat. ”

The old man glared and said, "! The old man is never short of catties here, and the amount is very sufficient! This is the amount of food for mortals, and you a monk came here and couldn't eat enough to empty my small shop." ”

The young man rolled his eyes: "So you are not very hospitable here." If you don't give food to the monks, you are discriminating. ”

The old man didn't want to quarrel with the young man, so he drove people away: "If it's okay, leave quickly, don't get in the way here." Old man, I'm going to pack up and close the door. ”

The young man threw out a piece of jade and didn't say much.

The old man picked up the jade slip and looked at the things inside, and then raised his head suspiciously to look at the young man for a long time.

"How could this thing be in your hands?" the old man muttered, but he wasn't asking Luo Xiaotian.

The young man was Luo Xiaotian, he spread his hands and did not answer this superfluous question.

After leaving the forest, Luo Xiaotian and Chen Chang separated. At that time, Chen Chang had already recovered the strength of the fifth layer, and he was more than capable of self-preservation. When he left, he gave Luo Xiaotian such a jade slip and told him that if there was anything, he could go to a certain town to find an old man.

"You've been eating and drinking here all afternoon. Haven't you had enough of it?"

The young man looked at the side dish that he had eaten again, shook the flask, and it was empty. Only then did he raise his head and say, "You can't blame me, your things here taste so good." But the amount is too small to eat. ”

The old man glared and said, "! The old man is never short of catties here, and the amount is very sufficient! This is the amount of food for mortals, and you a monk came here and couldn't eat enough to empty my small shop." ”

The young man rolled his eyes: "So you are not very hospitable here." If you don't give food to the monks, you are discriminating. ”

The old man didn't want to quarrel with the young man, so he drove people away: "If it's okay, leave quickly, don't get in the way here." Old man, I'm going to pack up and close the door. ”

The young man threw out a piece of jade and didn't say much.

The old man picked up the jade slip and looked at the things inside, and then raised his head suspiciously to look at the young man for a long time.

"How could this thing be in your hands?" the old man muttered, but he wasn't asking Luo Xiaotian.

The young man was Luo Xiaotian, he spread his hands and did not answer this superfluous question.

After leaving the forest, Luo Xiaotian and Chen Chang separated. At that time, Chen Chang had already recovered the strength of the fifth layer, and he was more than capable of self-preservation. When he left, he gave Luo Xiaotian such a jade slip and told him that if there was anything, he could go to a certain town to find an old man.