sword sentient beings

Chapter 127 Mrs. Huarong
After sending Shi Chunqing away, Tang Zhao stayed in the boutique for another day.

Although he now knows how to control the sword, it is more convenient to go up and down the mountain, but he can't go down the mountain twice in three days.This time, of course, there are things to do, besides some daily business reconciliation, that is, I will go down the mountain to go to the mid-spring meeting in the near future, and I will go there for a month or two, and I have to arrange business matters in the store.For general matters, shopkeeper Liu should be on his own, and if there are serious matters, he will let Xue Yeyu know with an owl.

"After I come back, I'm afraid I will have to retreat with Master to forge swords again. At that time, it will be difficult to go down the mountain for several months, and you will have to work hard in the store. The supply of goods is not much these few months, so don't engage in promotional activities, and don't expect a large number of shipments. When I leave customs, there will be a sword-making conference on the mountain. At that time, guests from all over the world will gather, and it will be a good time for us to earn money and be famous. Don’t rush to sell any high-quality goods you see in the past few months. Stock them up. Then we will Go to the mountain to hold the first auction and sell our brand."

Liu Qiguang thoughtfully said: "Is there a sword casting conference? That's really a big event, at least it's the first time in Yunzhou. When the owner of the village becomes a swordsmith, who can compete on the ground in Yunzhou? Let's drink a little soup. Yes. But if you really want to eat meat, you, the boss, have to become a swordsmith yourself."

Tang Zhao smiled, and said, "It won't be far away then, maybe a year or two."

Liu Qiguang didn't ask Xue Xian. It's been almost ten years since Yunguang prepared to forge a sword. Why do you only need one or two years when you are young? He absolutely believes in Tang Zhao, knowing that his boss doesn't speak big words, and said with emotion: "At that time, you will only be twenty years old. Where in the world can't you go to a swordsmith and swordsman at a weak age?"

Tang Zhao said with a smile: "Wherever I go, our store will open. If I fly into the sky, we will open the company on the moon. By the way, the person you mentioned last time, I met yesterday and thought it was okay. Let him come to the store to be your deputy first, and gradually get to know the work, and pay more attention to safety during special times."

Liu Qiguang said: "Thank you, boss. And that matter..."

The two arranged things clearly one by one, and strengthened the store's defenses.

In the evening, a guest came outside.

Tang Zhao was waiting for her at the door early, and said with a smile, "Aunt Hua is here, please come in quickly."

The guest was a woman in her thirties, plain and unpretentious, but she couldn't hide her charm.Although youth is gone, the charm is still better than those young girls.

She is Hua Xifu's mother, Mrs. Huarong.

Mrs. Huarong's face was weathered, she was obviously tired from the journey, but she was in a good mood, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen Ah Zhao for a year, and I've grown taller again."

Tang Zhao smiled and said, "Auntie is younger than last year."

What he said was not just a compliment, last year was also in the store, he happened to meet Madam Huarong, and at that time he noticed that Madam Huarong's spirit was better, and this year it became more obvious that Madam Huarong not only did not age, but her skin became fairer. The condition is also better.

Is this the ease and happiness of not having to bring bear children?

He took Mrs. Huarong up to the second floor.

According to the layout, the restaurant on the second floor of the boutique.

Tang Zhao used to want to turn the second floor into an extremely delicious luxury restaurant, copying the dishes often mentioned by Mr. Chen, but after discussing with Liu Qiguang, he still gave up on this idea.Because the positioning is wrong.

It's too far away from Spring City, and no matter how delicious it is, it can attract only a limited number of customers, and it's hard to afford real chefs.By the way, sell some souvenirs or something.

Although it is similar to farmhouse dishes, it is clean and tidy, just like the style of a boutique.The kitchen is also clean and tidy, with all kinds of kitchen utensils available.

Mrs. Huarong entered the kitchen, washed her hands first, rolled up her sleeves, and took out the box she wore.

Open the box, inside is washed and cut vegetables.

"Even though we are hurrying, the shepherd's purse is a bit wilted. There are also winter bamboo shoots, which are not as crisp and tender as before."

Tang Zhao smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good. They're all fresh and good dishes. How about that, auntie go down to pick a fresh-keeping magic weapon? I'll send it to..."

Mrs. Huarong smiled and said: "If you want to give it to me, you don't want it. If you sell it to me for five at the original price. Not only will you be able to enjoy the taste of your hometown, but I can also use it in my daily life."

Tang Zhao said: "Okay, you can buy five, and I'll build you a thermal box, so that you can bring the dumplings home after cooking. The ones we cook on the mountain are even worse."

While talking, Mrs. Huarong had already started to chop vegetables and meat to mix stuffing. Tang Zhao helped knead the noodles. She said, "Do you think Xifu eats the dumplings I made?"

Tang Zhaodao: "She didn't tell me, but she should have eaten it. In fact, why didn't Aunt Hua just tell me? My mother made dumplings for my birthday, what can't I say?"

Mrs. Huarong said softly: "Because I can't see her yet, why keep reminding her that there is this mother out there? It will be fine after a while." She shook her head again, "I'm also an upside-down fantasy. I want her to forget me and play happily with my friends on the mountain, but I am afraid that she will really forget me."

Tang Zhao struggled to understand this delicate feeling, and could only say: "She had a good life on the mountain, and she hasn't forgotten the mountain, Aunt Hua, don't worry."

Suddenly, Madam Hua Rong said from behind: "Master Tang Jian, do you know that Guizhuang is being targeted?"

Tang Zhaohe clapped his hands and said, "Madam, can you explain in detail?"

Mrs. Huarong continued to mix stuffing, her mouth was slightly pursed, obviously she didn't want to say anything.

Tang Zhao moved his hand, and the kitchen door closed automatically, and the slight wind outside could no longer be felt.

"Madam, to tell you the truth, you are not the first to warn us. In fact, there have been warnings from various channels in the past few days. Even people who have not been in touch with for many years have sent letters specially. But it is like an appointment, Guessing riddles in the clouds. Everyone must have good intentions, but guessing like this will make us more restless and helpless. It is said that there is a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no one who can prevent a thief for a thousand days. It doesn't help the matter, and wouldn't it be a disappointment to everyone's good intentions? Now it's just the two of us, can you say a few more words to me for the sake of cherishing blessings?"

Mrs. Huarong lowered her head and pondered for a long time. The chopsticks made the ceramic basin jingle, and the voice was like mosquitoes: "The news came from the Zhaixing Pavilion. It was originally unclear. But I spent a lot of time searching for clues. It may be Involving turtle bandits."

The last two words are barely audible.

Tang Zhao frowned. Of course he knew that Zhaixing Pavilion was the number one mysterious force in the martial arts world. It was famous for being mysterious and omniscient.It is said that as long as you spend enough money, you can buy all kinds of news, but few people can afford it.But the Turtle Bandits... said: "Aren't the Turtle Bandits a gang of thieves running around? Coercing innocent people and doing all sorts of evil. The imperial court offered a huge reward."

Mrs. Huarong shook her head slightly, the pendant beads on her earrings didn't even shake, and said: "You can't find out the real news about the turtle bandits in Wulin. If there is someone in the court who you can trust, you can ask them. You must be trustworthy." Only those who speak can open their mouths, otherwise they will suffer from it.”

Tang Zhao knew what was in his mind, and leaned forward and said, "Thank you, madam."

The two returned to their respective positions, Mrs. Huarong rolled out the dough, and said, "Xifu, this child is too hardworking, and he hasn't become a Baiyu disciple in three years. The rule of the villa is that he can't go down the mountain until he is a Baiyu disciple. I'm really worried."

Tang Zhao understood what she meant, and said, "Chingyu disciples can also apply for going out missions. There are many such missions in our store. Master specially approves that young disciples can be used. At that time, she can go to Chuncheng to spread leaflets."

The two plates of dumplings were boiled white and fat, and they were put in the box and covered. Mrs. Huarong put down her cuffs and said, "Actually, when I saw Ah Zhao, I knew it in my heart. Zhuoyu Villa has a future. Add some notes and the future will always be good." No loss. Now your martial arts are no less than mine."

Tang Zhao hurriedly said: "How can you compare to the famous flower in the world... Mrs. Huarong? You are the first-rate martial venerable, and you are the only one in the world. Who can be you?"

Mrs. Huarong smiled and said: "Why don't you call me a nickname? I quite like it, so just call me Hua Yan Wang. If you have anyone you want to kill, come to my Yan Wang shop. I will set up a first-class shop for you." Kill post, very favorable price."

Tang Zhao said hehe, "You should come to my shop and get a super VIP card."

Sending off Mrs. Huarong, Tang Zhao is ready to go back.

It was a good trip down the mountain this time, everything that should be done was done, and there were unexpected gains.

"Turtle Kou, the name sounds weird, and it doesn't have much sense of existence in the past, and I haven't heard that it has done any major things. But it has been wanted by the court for hundreds of years, and the wanted court has turned from prosperity to decline, and it has not been eliminated. This should be a very A strong force."

"It turned out that they were playing tricks. I thought it was the other swordsmiths who prevented Master from making swords to steal business."

"Thinking about it, even though the peers are enemies, the competition in the swordsmith industry is not so fierce. If it is really squeezed out by peers, why are there so many warnings? Even the second senior brother in the capital sent letters back."

"Although it was torn apart by the master."

"It seems that this trip to Jianzhou is not so scary."

Thinking about it, a layer of white-gold light appeared on Tang Zhao's body, like the color of sunlight.

Gang gas!

This is the power after internal power, and it is also the highest power that a mortal can grasp without the power of a sword.

Originally, Gang Qi was rare in the martial arts world, and its owner was even called a martial saint, but with the popularization of swords, it became less rare.With the improvement of mystical skills, warriors no longer need to practice internally and externally to achieve perfection, they can directly cultivate stellar qi, so scattered people become younger and younger.

But Tang Zhao walked the path of perfection both internally and externally, and his martial arts foundation was extremely solid.No matter how many resources he spent and how many hacks he opened, in short he came over step by step.

And the profound art he practiced was not "Shen Niao Li Huo Jue", but a brand new art that he threw into the pool again.

Yes, after his hard work, he developed a new hanger for glasses - the fairy can change one thing twice, and the second time it will directly break two lenses, which can only be repaired with a lot of magic tools.

Before he practiced the profound art, he spent all his wealth in exchange for a better one.

Xuan Gong, the best.

"Dari Shenche Sutra"!
Clothed in the sun-like qi, Tang Zhaoyu made the magic weapon soar into the sky and flew towards Zhuoyu Villa.

(End of this chapter)