My wife is a sword god.

Chapter 45
Listening to Yuxuan, Qin Feng walked up to Cang Feilan and apologized: "Miss Cang, I will borrow the Sumeru Ring for a while, don't worry, when I have spare money to buy the space jade pendant, I will definitely borrow the Sumeru Ring Give it back."

"No need." Cang Feilan looked sideways: "Then Sumeru Ring will be given to you."

"Send me?" Qin Feng opened his eyes wide upon hearing this.

Such a priceless treasure, just give it away?Even if you have money, there is no need to be so capricious, right?

Qin Feng swallowed his saliva. Although there was a voice in his heart that kept beguiling him to accept it, reason still defeated his desire: "It's still not right, this thing is too expensive."

Cang Feilan took a book and flipped through it casually, and said indifferently: "I like the song "Xia Ke Xing" you gave me last time, and Xu Mijie is a gift in return."

"But isn't that poem your reward for escorting me?" Qin Feng looked puzzled.

Cang Feilan frowned slightly: "It's just an escort, what's the value of that poem, even if it's exchanged for the Sumeru Ring, I still feel that I have earned it.

What's more, there are many Xumi precepts in my family, so the matter is settled like this, so there is no need to say more. "

Qin Feng opened his mouth, feeling in his heart, a rich woman is so proud!If he could marry her home, he would save 200 years of struggle if he said less!
At this time, Qin Feng thought of the dragon saliva again, and his thoughts resurfaced.

Miss Cang herself said that she earned money in exchange for the Sumeru Ring in "Xia Ke Xing Xing", so it shouldn't be a problem for me to ask her for a few drops of dragon saliva, right?

Of course, this is mainly because I am a sage and Taoist, and I want to satisfy my curiosity about novelty, and I definitely don't have any dirty thoughts.

Qin Feng coughed dryly: "Miss Cang, I wonder if the dragon saliva can be given to me."

"Get lost!" Cang Feilan interrupted before he finished speaking.

The other party gave him a hard look, then left straight away, wandering around in the attic as usual.

Qin Feng was stunned. Why did Miss Cang react so strongly every time Dragon Saliva was mentioned?Xu Mijie is willing to give it away, but still care about the few drops of saliva?

Poor people really don't understand what rich people think. Qin Feng shook his head and began to read books.

As time passed, Qin Feng's knowledge reserves increased again, but he read many medical books, but he did not see any content on how to reconnect the damaged meridians.

Listening to the books on the third floor of Yuxuan, there are not many books left. It seems that if you want to find a solution, you have to look at the upper floors. However, the old man at the door said that they can only browse on the lower three floors. What can I do?
Qin Feng was troubled, thinking in his heart, it's time to ask the bad old man what conditions are needed to go to the third floor or above.

At this moment, Lan Ningshuang's call came from the door.

Generally speaking, Miss Lan would not disturb her when she was reading, unless there was something urgent to report.

Qin Feng frowned, and hurried downstairs, and at the entrance of Ting Yuxuan, he saw shopkeeper Peng with an anxious face.

"What's the matter?" The restaurant's business is booming, and now the daily income is equal to the profit of the past three months, so there shouldn't be any problem, but looking at the expression of shopkeeper Peng, it is obvious that something serious happened to the restaurant.

Peng Qing glanced at the others, and whispered something in his ear.

Qin Feng frowned, and directly led Miss Lan and shopkeeper Peng to Wangyueju.

Just at this time, a lame middle-aged man wearing a patched cloth and leaning on a cane came slowly with a jug of wine in his hand.

The two people passed by each other, Qin Feng cast a glance, surprised at the number of wounds on the opponent's body, but didn't pay too much attention, and left in a hurry.

"Old man, your wine." The middle-aged said.

"En." The old man Baili responded, took the jug, and handed over a string of copper coins, still thirty Wen.

"Tomorrow or this time?"

"Tomorrow, I'm afraid you have other things to do."

"What can I be busy with?" The middle-aged asked curiously.

The old man Baili didn't respond, he lay on the wicker chair and fanned himself.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "I don't know why." Then he limped away.

Qin Feng and others rushed to Wangyueju, and the business was still booming, but they could hear complaints from customers and apologies from Xiao Er from time to time.

"A restaurant as big as yours doesn't even have a drink?"

"Oh, I'm really sorry for the guest officer. You have seen this person recently, and there are too many of them. The drinks in stock have all been sold out, and I haven't had time to replenish them.

Why don't you replace wine with tea first, and next time you come, you must have good wine to serve you. "

"That's the only way to go." The guest said helplessly.

Qin Feng glanced and found that every guest's table was full of tea, not even a pot of wine, so he asked in a low voice, "Master Peng, what's going on?"

Peng Qing's face was ugly: "We get our drinks from the Thyme Wine Shop in the city every month. This morning was the time to restock. Who would have thought that they would work in collusion with the City Lord's Mansion and cut off our drinks?" supply."

"Then can't you go to other wineries to buy wine?" Qin Feng frowned.

"Young Master doesn't know something. After knowing this, even if I sent someone to the other wineries, they all returned empty-handed. Presumably, they have something to do with the City Lord's Mansion.

Now, in order to ensure a continuous supply of drinks for the nobles on the third floor, we can only cut off the drinks on the first and second floors.

But even so, judging from the current passenger flow, it can only last for three days at most.

Eldest young master, what do you think now? "

Qin Feng closed his eyes and meditated. Although Wangyueju's current reputation is attracted by hot pot, if a restaurant has no drinks, it will definitely be greatly affected, and eventually it will inevitably lead to the loss of customers.

The City Lord's Mansion's trick is really good.

"It seems that the winemaking plan will be implemented ahead of schedule." Qin Feng murmured.

At night, the city lord's mansion is brightly lit.

Ye Luoting cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Father, you have a way. You actually thought of cutting off their drink supply. It must not be long before their business at Wangyueju will be affected."

"Although that kid from the Qin family has some tricks, he's still a little tender. In this small city of Jinyang, there's nothing I can't do." Ye Heng sneered, with a complacent expression on his face.

At this time, two servants brought a pot of red soup and placed it in front of Ye Heng and the others.

Ye Heng dipped a little bit with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and said angrily: "Trash, this is the soup base you made. It has no taste at all. How can it compare with the hot pot at Wangyueju?!"

The two tremblingly said: "My lord, we have tasted the hot pot of Wangyueju. The red soup is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. If you don't know the recipe, you will definitely not be able to make that taste."

"Then what's the use of me raising you trash?" Ye Heng kicked the table and overturned the red soup.

The two people who served the soup were immediately screamed by the spilled red soup.

At this moment, a cold voice came from somewhere in the hall: "Master Ye is really cruel to his subordinates, but dogs that fail to complete the task should indeed be punished."

"Who is it?" Ye Heng was shocked.

As soon as the words fell, the heads of the two servants flew up, and blood gushed out.

(End of this chapter)