Chapter 909 Rediscovering the ancestral business, old friends in the town
After waiting for a long time, the mistress came out of the house with a small bag of salt. Her face was full of spring breeze and her eyes were smiling. She had obviously seen her daughter and she seemed to have teased her for a while.
Su Jing followed behind and said with a smile: "Borrow something and return something, Master, what a vulgar trick."
Raising her eyebrows, Qian Xun replied: "I have only used one immortal to guide me for a long time, and I have never failed."
Don't be afraid of vulgarity, just be easy to use.
Even though she was pretending to be a peasant woman, she was still Qianxun, and her pure and simple words showed her greatness.
However, Su Jing still heard the 'flaw'... With her past temperament, she wouldn't even bother to say such a thing. But she said it today because... she is happy? Or unwilling to show weakness? Or in front of her disciples
Are you used to being indifferent, so you can’t help but hide it?
Su Jing was filled with joy!
It would be a huge disaster, and if it was seen through, it would lead to countless consequences, but the mistress didn't see through it, right? Following the mistress back to the 'Lu Zhai' courtyard, Su Qiangqiang kept talking nonsense and continued to laugh: "It can't always be borrowed endlessly.
Things, it doesn't matter once or twice, after a long time... people should be uneasy: What's wrong with our new neighbor? He comes here every two days. Could it be that she has discovered some treasure in my house? "
The young master's wife frowned slightly and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard: "You are right. I have thought about this too, but I can't find a better way for a while."
The goblin shopkeeper on the side offered the tea, bowed and said: "Sun Sun'er Liuliang has a stupid idea: I pretend to be a gangster to kidnap my grandma, but you always arrive in time and kick me over, and then escort me to the government.
...In this way, you will become the benefactor of the Zhao family, and they will probably ask grandma to come and recognize you as their godmother, and we will be able to visit each other often in the future."
Kick over these four words, six liang, with an added accent. For the most important thing, it must be a kick, not a sword. As for being caught in the official prison... Even if the big shopkeeper does not practice diligently, he will be released from the mortal prison.
Escape was effortless.
This trick of 'I pretend to be a villain and you pretend to be a hero' is more vulgar than 'borrowing something', but it is better than once and for all. After finishing speaking, Liuliang took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his sleeve and presented it to the young master's wife respectfully: "
Grandma, this bottle of chalcedony has a great nourishing effect on the body of mortals. After sniffing its aroma, mortals will sleep soundly for several hours, and the power of the Chinese medicine will travel through the body during their deep sleep...
I will use this thing to invite my grandma to have a good sleep, and my grandson’s dog head guarantees that I will not frighten her.”
Qian Xun smiled.
Qian Xun didn't smile much in the past, and Su Jing had told her about it twice, but this was the first time for Liu Liang to see her show off her beauty. The boss was flattered.
"Wouldn't it scare the child...Would it scare the child's parents?" Zhongqian asked Liuliang with a smile. No need for the monster to answer, she shook her head and said: "They are the baby's parents, they are very good to the baby.
, they are my benefactors. Do you understand?"
How could Liu Liang not understand? He nodded hurriedly.
"Not only can't we scare them, but we also need to keep them safe and worry-free in their lives." Qian Xun picked up the tea cup, drank water, and accepted the 'Beikou Chalcedony' given by Liuliang: "You'd better help me think of it.
Are you thinking of borrowing something tomorrow?"
Qi Tong'er reincarnated, hoping that she would be well from generation to generation, hoping to stay by her side forever...but it was just guarding. Qian Xun knew that in this reincarnation, she would still be his child, but he would never be her mother.
That opportunity has been missed and will never come back, so just like now, living across the street from her and being able to see her from time to time is enough.
There is nothing else to ask for, Qianxun is already at ease!
Qian Xun changed the subject and asked Su Jing: "How old are you this year?"
"Disciple is still young, only nine hundred and fifty-two."
"You're over nine hundred years old." Qian Xun shook his head, as if he was in a hurry: "I can't treat you like a child anymore." Then Qian Xun's smile blossomed: "But you're not young anymore. When will I have a baby? I'll bring it over.
Give it to me for a few days."
Su Jing was stunned and didn't know how to respond. Is this Qian Xun who broke through the sea of blood with three swords...
With her whole heart attached to her child, Qian Xun had no intention of socializing with Su Jing. The next morning, the majestic Yin Shijun King Yin Shishi was kicked out of the house by a small town woman.
When they left the small town of Huai'an, the clouds soared into the sky. They went out early in the morning, and after breakfast for ordinary people, Su Jing and Liu Liang entered another small town: Baima Town.
Located in the south of the Yangtze River, the two towns are only four hundred miles away from each other.
More than three hundred years have passed since the battle that destroyed the world and the Battle of Xuantian. At that time, a bright mirror of heaven and earth spread the appearance of the young uncle to the world. No matter how clear the face was, it had long been obliterated by time; in the temple of the true king,
Although the statue stands tall and remains new for a long time, it is, after all, a cold clay statue. Even though the facial features are somewhat similar, the look is completely different, so ordinary people do not know Su Jing across from each other.
In the past, no one in the world knew you, but now they don't know each other, which shows that time is terrible.
Sure enough, the longer you live, the more you can appreciate the power of time. No one in his hometown town knew Su Jing.
However... the local accent will not change. Walking in the town, listening to the people passing by laughing and chatting, there is always a sense of intimacy in my heart. The slight drawback is that today's Baima Town is a little less peaceful than it was back then.
There is a lot of wealth and wealth. The birthplace of Zhenjun Youshi has long been rumored to be magical. The overall situation of stars holding the moon, and the exquisite Feng Shui situation are all detained in this small town. Celebrities and elegant scholars come and go, and wealthy businessmen
The big officials stayed temporarily, and the town was far more lively than in the past.
The sword fairy came out of the town and the town became famous. I don't know if this is cause and effect.
Not long after leaving, I found a teahouse and sat down. The waiter came up and asked with a smile, "What do you want to drink, sir?"
"Zhao Ri Qing." The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful and has countless famous teas. Even though it is a small town tea house, it also always stocks famous teas such as Ha Longjing, Biluo, and Junshan Peak. Regardless of whether they are true or false, the taste is pretty good, but the local indigenous people are unique.
I like the tea produced on Zhaori Mountain, a hundred miles away. This tea is too strong and loses its lightness and elegance, so it is not famous.
It has a strong taste and tastes like a mouth-watering tea. It tastes bitter after three sips and then becomes sweet.
"Come on, the young master is a knowledgeable person!"
"Kumquats should be very good this season... I'll plate the pine nuts next, and I'll wait for the rest."
The little ancestor always took good care of his subordinates. Then Su Jing looked at Liuliang and said, "I need your help with something."
"How dare you not die in the service of your lord!" Liuliang had learned the mantra of Heifengsha as early as eight hundred years ago.
"There's no need to be so exaggerated," Su Jing shook his head and said with a smile, "I won't go back to Lishan these days. Please help me buy a store."
It's just a trivial matter, not to mention a shop. Even if Su Jing wants to build a royal palace and Xiaoxiaoyao Pavilion in Qixi Mountain, it's just a matter of a finger's work... It's not even a finger's effort. He's rich if he lifts half a little finger.
Liuliang nodded happily: "I wonder what kind of business you want to do?"
Tea, pine nuts, and snacks were placed on the table. Su Jing rubbed the palms of his hands and said with a smile: "My craftsmanship is for the delicatessen shop." After speaking, he took a sip of the tea...it was not as good as he remembered.
After finally returning from the world of self-control, he just didn't dare to practice for the time being because his luck was too strong. He actually refused to stay in the door any longer, so he ran back to his hometown and reopened the 'Suji Old Shop' as his young master. Liu Liang was puzzled.
However, a good demon slave sticks to his duty and does not ask any more questions than is necessary. He also said in a deep and sonorous voice: "How dare you not die in the service of your lord, I will do it now!"
"Don't worry, finish eating the pine nuts and then go."
Buying a shop is such a small matter, but it was personally ordered by the little ancestor, and it was also a feat of "regaining the ancestral business". How could Liuliang be negligent? He had to do it himself.
He hurriedly took a few pine nuts and left in six liang. Qixi Mountain is also a place in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not far away. When the boss returned to the mountain, a group of smart shopkeepers in front of him heard that the boss wanted to take action personally.
Big deal...
Su Jing stayed in the tea room. He had nothing to do, so he sat and drank tea. The tea cup was broken once and a table collapsed. The shopkeeper came to accuse him one after another. He didn't know what happened today. How could Su Jing care?
It was because he was too lucky, so he smiled and said it didn't matter... give me a sturdy stool.
Cups have been broken and tables have collapsed. Based on his recent experience, Su Jing thought it was almost the turn of the stool.
When changing the table, the door of a house diagonally across the street opened and a man came out. Su Jing glanced at it unintentionally, but was surprised and laughed at the same time: Is he here?
When Su Jing saw the other person, the man also noticed Su Jing, squinted his eyes, made a gesture, pretended not to recognize him, and walked away with his hands behind his back.
"Ye Fei, I'll treat you to tea!" Su Jing shouted to the man from afar.
Ye Fei didn't even look back: "I'm not familiar with you, so I'll leave you alone."
Su Jing laughed. If you're not familiar with it, then you're not familiar with it. He didn't bother to pay more attention and continued to drink his tea. As a result, he ate a black worm from the clean kumquats. What luck!
How could a person who had even beaten Guixian care about a bug and continue eating it with a kumquat? Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Fei walked over from here, another gray-haired old man walked over from the other side of the street. The rich man
, and he is a rich man like a nouveau riche, wearing gold, jewelry, and jade. As for Jinwu Bianzhen, Su Jing can tell at a glance that this man has extraordinary cultivation... More importantly, this man has a kind face. But for a moment, he thought
Sorry, he is the one.
The other party recognized Su Jing, and looked at each other for a moment. Then the old man showed surprise, and walked across the long street with a nimble pace that was completely inappropriate for his age. When he came closer, it seemed that he wanted to give a big gift, but in such a large crowd, doing so
It was too shocking, so the old man just bowed and said respectfully: "Junior pays homage to Su... Mr. Su, sir, do you still remember this junior?"
"Sir, please sit down." The true gentleman has his own magnanimity, and he smiles calmly and calmly: "Su Jing is blind, please forgive me."
"Mr. Su, what you say is really embarrassing to this junior. You have always fought with swords all over the world and saved countless lives. It is normal for you not to recognize this junior." The old man sat down with his butt just touching the edge of the stool: "Nine hundred years ago, Mr.
Coming from the west, I once passed a city called 'Zhenye Mountain City'..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Jing suddenly realized: "Lord of White Wing City?!"
"It's this junior." Bai Yi, the founding emperor of Dahong and Bai Yucheng's biological father, was overjoyed when he saw Su Jing thinking of him.