When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 297 The Cook's Secret

"The Guanbai lost."

"The Second Fatty won."

Mei Sanniang answered briefly.

Li Changxiao nodded, sat cross-legged on the snow, leaned back, and supported the ground with his hands.

Since when, he knew that everyone who came to the inn had a bet.

The Guanbai was with Wang Jue.

He didn't know who the Second Master was with.

The cook was with the Meat Sea Sword Saint.

At a certain time, the opponent would come by himself, and when the two sides met, the bet would take effect.

At a certain moment, perhaps ten years, perhaps thirty years, the winner would be decided.

The three of them were silent, and they didn't want to talk too much about this matter. After the incense burned out, they divided the work and started picking plum blossoms. This was a hard job, and there was no shortcut. When picking plum blossoms, they needed to pick them one by one by hand, carefully to ensure the integrity of the plum blossoms.

Boss The mother looked fierce and warned the two that if anyone dared to play tricks, he would definitely not have a share of the plum wine in the spring and winter next year!

This sentence was quite powerful. Li Changxiao felt that it was not a good thing to correct the wrong, so he ran to argue with Mei Sanniang. However, the boss lady was still the boss lady and still had the right to speak. After a scolding, Li Changxiao honestly carried the basket and went to pick plum blossoms.

It took a whole day.

The three of them carried the heavy baskets and returned to the Laiqu Inn, but did not rest directly. Instead, they took out wine jars from the cellar, put the plum blossoms into the wine jars, poured in some mysterious liquid, sealed them with cloth, and put them back into the cellar.

In this way.

Wait until the beginning of next spring to proceed to the next step of brewing.

With the first step of plum wine completed.

This year seems to be There was nothing to do. Every day, I would sit in the inn, waiting for guests to come, and play cards to kill time at night.

Because it was the middle of winter, the weather was cold, and the wind and snow continued. However, even so, as long as the inn was not buried by the wind and snow, I could still meet a few guests every few days.

And the guests who came during this period were mostly mortals. They would order a few dishes and even stay for a few days until the wind and snow subsided before leaving.

Most people who go out in this kind of climate bring enough budget, so they will not fall to the point of having no business when they come to the inn.

However, sometimes you will really meet some strange customers. As the saying goes, beauty is a disaster. Once, two brothers checked into the inn and saw that the proprietress was so beautiful. In order to please her, They fought so hard that they almost broke up. Li Changxiao punched the proprietress twice, and the bitch stopped watching the show and told them that they didn't need to fight for her because she had already been taken by this young man. Only then did the two stop breaking up.

But they turned their heads and pointed their spearheads at Li Changxiao and invited him to a duel. In the end, Li Changxiao slapped each of them, making them realize the difference in strength, and then they were willing to be honest.

There was no need to worry about troublemakers in the inn. Anyway, the tables in the inn were all natural treasures. With the strength of mortals, even martial artists with a thorough understanding of the acupoints, it was difficult to damage them at all, and even no traces would be left.

After that, a few days later, a guest came who made Li Changxiao and others remember vividly.

She was a person of good status. Because of her arrival, Laiqu Inn could be said to have ascended to heaven in one step. That one account made more than fifty taels of silver, which could be called the largest order opened by Laiqu Inn since its establishment in hundreds of years.

I heard that a princess of a dynasty needed to go on a diplomatic mission to a certain country. She encountered a snowstorm and lost her way. She accidentally came to the Laiqu Inn and stayed there temporarily for three days.

The princess brought dozens of guards with her. The escort team was extremely powerful. There were masters of the natural way, the orifice way, and the self-sacrifice way. Even ordinary monks would not be so easy to shake.

I remember when the princess came.

The three stood aside, and the sound of tut-tut sounded. It was rare to see such a team. The princess sat in the carriage, and the translucent curtain was hung down. Her figure could be vaguely seen, but her appearance could not be seen clearly.

Just like the attraction of Mei Sanniang to men, the noble princess soon noticed that the waiter of the inn was very pleasing to the eye. A slight contact made the princess smile sweetly and was very happy. She lifted her skirt and got off the carriage.

This was against etiquette, but she didn't care. Mei Sanniang felt sour at this scene. She was very upset about Li Changxiao's behavior of selling his body. The cook reminded her that he didn't sell his body, but his body sold him.

Dozens of guards were treated with hot porridge and hot soup, which was a lot of money. Li Changxiao saw this situation and thought that if he kept them for a few more days, he would make a fortune. So he told the princess the story of the Snow Girl.

The guard almost beat him up, but was stopped by the princess. She waved her hand and let him stay for a few more days. When she left, she looked reluctant.

Come and go.

A passerby.

But maybe in the princess' heart, the winter inn and the handsome guy would be an unforgettable encounter.

"Yo yo yo." Mei Sanniang felt sour.

The cook was taciturn. Although he didn't speak, he was actually a little jealous. Seeing Li Changxiao cheating money and hearts with his looks, he was actually a little envious.

More than fifty taels of silver made the piggy bank of the inn almost full.

At the end of the month.

When wages are paid, one person is divided into more than ten taels, which can be regarded as a person with a little money.

However, the chef was unlucky. Over the next month or so, he lost more than he won, and almost half of his money was sucked away by the landlady.

He realized that this was not going to work. If there was no way out, his money would be lost sooner or later.

So I often go out on windy and snowy days when there are few customers, saying I'm going to chop wood. But I'm out all day, and it doesn't take that long to chop wood.

Li Changxiao and Mei Sanniang looked at each other and discussed with each other all night, wondering whether the cook was in love with him? Did you go out specifically for a tryst? When she came to this conclusion, the landlady was furious. If this was really the case, where would the cook put his beauty?

Once, the two of them quietly followed the cook to see what he was doing.

As a result, I saw him walking all the way to the big city and arriving in front of the Wolong Fengchu Restaurant. He made an agreement with the owner of the restaurant and asked a customer to give him four copper coins.

He thought to himself that his appearance was not bad, and he had a melancholic appearance, with very deep eyes. If he could drink a few ounces of wine and sit by the window like Li Changxiao, he would definitely be able to attract many guests.

The truth was as he expected.

Moreover, he also combined the advantages of a boss lady and unintentionally exposed his eight-pack abs.

The boss of Wolong Fengchu Inn secretly gave him a thumbs up. He was a cruel person to be able to do this in such a cold weather!

Don't tell me, it's really effective.

Earning dozens of copper coins at the end of the day is not a problem.

When Li Changxiao and Mei Sanniang saw this scene, they looked at the old swordsman who was bent over for a few taels of silver. They silently returned the same way and only dared to laugh out loud after leaving the city.

If it weren't for Doudizhu, the cook wouldn't value money so much. In fact, it's not money he values ​​​​but Doudizhu, and he couldn't swallow that breath.

"I will eventually get back what I lost!"

The cook's abs were half-covered, and he thought to himself.

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