Finally, the vote was passed unanimously, and everyone agreed to open a restaurant, and the next step was to discuss various details.

The rent in the Mercenary Area is originally low, and the land price is cheaper than many places. Even so, it costs nearly a thousand gold coins. The construction of a house depends more on the materials, which is probably about seven or eight hundred...

"Okay, it's getting late now. Let's go and rest first. The construction of a restaurant cannot be completed in one or two days. We will continue tomorrow." Looking at everyone's excited expressions, Zhiyan couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's getting late. Let's let the little brother have a good rest first and discuss it tomorrow." Old Man Yang nodded and said to everyone, loving the young man in front of him more and more.

Back at the tent, the young mercenary was still kneeling, watching Zhiyan come in, her tired eyes shining with a scorching light, and she looked at Zhiyan with a burning look.

"I'm used to it alone and don't like someone to follow me. If I really want to repay my kindness, I'll live well." Zhiyan glanced at him lightly and walked to the table to sit down.

With a thought, a large piece of paper was flat on the desktop. In the past, because she needed to remember prescriptions, she specially prepared a stack of paper, which is just in use now.

Then another charcoal pen was added on his right hand. Zhiyan painted the restaurant on paper and the backyard, etc. according to the idea in her mind.

Time passed, and the pen tip was scattered, and soon, the empty paper was filled with strokes, and the appearance of a restaurant was on the paper.

"Hey, is this our restaurant?" Yang Xin'er originally returned to her tent to rest, but suddenly she thought that Zhiyan was now a woman, and there was a man kneeling in her room. She felt that it was a bit inappropriate and was about to come and take a look.

As soon as I came in, I found that she was drawing something. When she saw the building on the paper, there was a stunning look in her eyes.

"Well, there is a restaurant in front and everyone's residence behind. There is a courtyard in the middle. It's good to have flowers and plants when you have free time. In addition, two brewing rooms have been prepared." Zhiyan nodded and pointed to the distribution in the painting.

"Oh my God, this is the first time I have seen a restaurant that can be built so elegantly, and there are houses behind it. Are these really for us to live in?" Yang Xiner said incredible. She has been living in a tent since she remembered, and never thought that one day she would have her own room.

And now, not only will each have a room, but their own restaurant.

"Because our targets are mercenaries, the first and second floors are almost unobstructed, with simple decoration and elegant appearance. The third floor has specially opened several private rooms for those with a noble status."

"It's said it's selling wine, but we can't just sell wine, so we have also built a large kitchen here, and there should be no problem with ordinary meals..."

"It's roughly the same. I'll list the materials I need later. I think you'll be busy tomorrow." Zhiyan put away the drawing, her fair and handsome cheeks were stained with a hint of cramp.

"I'm not afraid of hard work. When I think about our own restaurant, my whole heart pounding. I just said, you are our nobleman." Yang Xin'er smiled sweetly and put his arms around Zhiyan. At this moment, the awkwardness in her heart disappeared, and she truly regarded Zhiyan as a trustworthy sister.

"Just like it, it's getting late. Go back and rest quickly." Zhiyan nodded and started to drive people away. Although she knew her identity, others didn't know it. In their eyes, she was still a teenager. It was not good to have a private meeting for a young girl at night.

Well, she just considers Xiner's side, and it doesn't matter what others think of her.

"But, he!" Xin'er frowned and looked at the young mercenary on the side hesitantly.

"Just give him a quilt, don't worry about anything else." Zhiyan said lightly, then turned around and sent him to rest.

The sky was slightly cool, and Old Man Li and others were so excited that they couldn't sleep all night. They got up early and did a simple exercise outside.

Zhiyan got up from the bed, but found that the young mercenary was sitting at the table all night. Hearing her wake up, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhiyan.

"Are you awake? Do you want me to prepare anything for you?" the man asked carefully.

"No need." Zhiyan said two words lightly, her body and mind flashed, and disappeared into the air. The young mercenary's body stiffened, her pupils suddenly opened wide, and her heart was shocked.

It's actually gone?

Is this the legendary teleportation?

Just as he was puzzled, the air trembled again. Zhiyan, who had disappeared before, came back again and had already changed her clothes.

This time, his eyes widened even wider, and he couldn't believe what was in front of him. Who was this young man in black robe, and what did he do just now?

"Stay well, don't go out." Zhiyan said coldly and then flashed out of the tent.

If the young mercenary used to be just grateful to Zhiyan and thankful, then when he saw her mysterious disappearance and appearance, he felt more awe in his heart, admired and admired from the bottom of his heart.

In his heart, this young boy was undoubtedly a strong man, a strong man he could not touch, with a hint of bitterness on his lips. Such a powerful person simply disdained that he was a weak man, but he was so weak.

"Oh, little brother, get up so early. I have prepared breakfast for everyone, let's have it together." Seeing Zhiyan come out, the woman's eyes lit up and her face was full of smiles.

"No hurry, I'll treat Uncle Yang and Uncle Zhang first." Zhiyan nodded, then walked towards Old Man Yang's tent.

"I've recovered almost, just apply a few ointments." Withdrawing the needle, Zhiyan handed the ointment in a porcelain bottle to the woman beside her and signaled her to help.

"Haha, I didn't expect that my little brother's ointment was so powerful. Don't worry, I'll leave the next thing to me." The woman took on the job readily, and wanted to pat her chest and promised Zhiyan.

"Well, then I'll go and see Uncle Zhang." Zhiyan nodded, and then said to Old Man Zhang's tent.

Seeing Zhiyan come in, Old Man Zhang got up from the bed excitedly, "Little brother, sit down."

"No need, take off all your clothes, I'll help you with acupoints." Zhiyan shook her head and walked up to Old Man Zhang. The others followed him one second after Zhiyan came in, and were waiting for curiously at this time.

Acupoint massage is a new word. While they trust Zhiyan's medical skills, they also want to see more.

The clothes were so clear that only a pair of boxers were left. Zhiyan lifted the quilt and let Old Man Zhang lie flat on the bed.

First, he used nine silver needles to stimulate the main acupoint on his body, and then wet his hands in the water purification basin that had been prepared. With a thought, a crystal bottle filled with golden juice was exposed to everyone's eyes. Zhiyan opened, poured a few drops on Old Man Zhang's stomach, handed the crystal bottle to Old Man Li beside him, and then bent over and gave him a formal massage.

A few drops of golden juice overflowed around under the push of Zhiyan. Zhiyan's hands first pressed flat on the seat on his chest twice, then started from the back of his neck, raised his fingers lightly, pressed them rhythmically, and then slid down to his shoulders. The force suddenly became heavier, and with the spiritual power, the expression that Old Man Zhang had originally enjoyed showed pain.

"I'll just bear with it." Zhiyan glanced at him and became serious again. She was a famous medical genius in her previous life. As soon as she was exposed to medical and treatment issues, she immediately became serious.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her previous life, and to the days when she treated people all day and night and healed Qi's patients. During that time, she stayed asleep for five days and left seven patients out of danger. It was precisely because of her five consecutive days that she obtained the inheritance of the head of the Leng family and became a popular talented doctor in China.

His hands were all the way down from his shoulders, then his arms and wrists, then his waist, and all the way down. When he passed by his whole body, the old man Zhang on the bed was panting, his face was sweating profusely, and he felt dehydrated, his lips were chapped and white.

However, the treatment did not stop there. Zhiyan started again from the back of his neck. This time, the force was even stronger than before. He kneaded and beat him, dyed red and turned black, and finally black juice oozed out. When it was almost done, Zhiyan used the same method to knead other places.
Chapter completed!