Run a special restaurant in the realm of self-cultivation

Cultivator Xu withdrew his guilty gaze, his eyes widened, and his voice was raised high, saying that he didn't want to go anywhere, but just wanted to go to the door to see the rain outside.

Gao Kui walked to a table with a smile and pulled out a stool to sit down. Looking at Cultivator Xu, he could tell at a glance that this person was making up things on the spot.

Seeing that Cultivator Xu's arm had been grabbed by someone, he was pulling it hard, and he was still yelling to tear off his clothes, to check on the spot whether there were moles and marks on his body, and someone was taking off his shoes, To see if there are six toes.

Seeing that he could no longer hide himself, Cultivator Xu shouted loudly: "Yes, I am your elder brother."

"Brother, why didn't you admit that you were a senior at first?"

Cultivator Xu broke free, walked to the table, pulled up a stool, sat down, and began to scan the group of colleagues in front of him.

"Hey, tell me, why are you looking for me? If it's okay, leave quickly, and don't interfere with the restaurant's business here."

Cultivator Xu assumed the posture of a big brother and spoke.

"We are looking for senior brother because we want to have a look at the accounts in the sect to senior senior brother."

A pretty little girl came out and took out a thick ledger with numerous accounts recorded on it.

"Brother, please look, here are the accounts for the past ten years..."

Just as he was about to speak in detail, Cultivator Xu took over the ledger, glanced at it briefly, closed the ledger, and let out a long sigh.

He said helplessly, "Okay, I've checked it out, you can leave now."

The group of his disciples did not show any signs of leaving, they were still standing, looking at him, as if waiting for him to do something.

Seeing that the elder brother in front of him didn't know whether he pretended not to understand or didn't want to give the money, the pretty little girl hesitated for a while before asking, "Eldest brother, won't you give us money?"

Cultivator Xu sat up straight in an instant, and said that he had no money, no money, and no one to ask for, and began to chase people away.

Wang Xinrong looked at this group of people from the side, not knowing when they would end.

According to her recent understanding of Cultivator Xu, this group of people cannot get money from him, one is that he has no money, and the other is that if he insists on not giving money, he will not take money out .

The two parties were deadlocked in the lobby of the restaurant, and neither would retreat.

When it's meal time, they all sit down to eat consciously, which makes people feel strange and want to laugh.

Cultivator Xu insisted that he would not give money if he had no money, while his fellow disciples kept insisting that he had money and would not give it, trying to persuade him.

Wang Xinrong listened to him, and got a general understanding of Brother Xu's personal family background from his fellow doormen.

This person is really not short of money, but because his fellow disciples stared at the money on his body, after a long time, he gradually realized that he could not continue to give money like this, and one day his own money would be spent. These fellow disciples You can't just come and shake his cash cow.

He took his chance and ran away.

He didn't escape, he would be caught up.

This time, it seems that this person is more or less firm in his decision, and he doesn't spend money if he has money, except for his teacher, and himself.

Live this poor life ahead of time, so that when that day really comes, you won't be unprepared and unable to adapt.

Looking at it this way, this person is quite far-sighted.

Then the question is how rich is this monk Xu, who has been supporting all the expenses of his teacher for decades, he must be a rich man.

Wang Xinrong stared at Cultivator Xu for a long time, and had an intuition that this person is pretending to be poor, but in fact he still has a lot of money, but he doesn't know how this person's family got here.

"Brother, if you run out of money, you can go home and get it."

Someone opened his mouth and pointed a way.

Wang Xinrong looked over and saw that this man was tall and strong. After speaking, he opened his mouth, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and his eyes narrowed into a line when he smiled.

Cultivator Xu glared at this person, rolled his eyes at him, and then asked back: "Why don't you go to my house to get the money, and why are you looking for me? It's not like you don't know where my house is!"

"Eldest brother, don't be angry! We really won't do that unless we get permission from the elder brother."

"Hey, since Eldest Brother has given permission, what are we still doing here? Go directly to Eldest Brother's house to get the money."

"Yes, senior brother, let's go to senior senior brother's house and get the money!"

Cultivator Xu was so angry that he stood up straight away, pointing a finger at the fellow disciples.

He said: "Go, I want to see if you can get the money!"

"Brother, don't worry, we will definitely help you get the money!"

After speaking, a group of people turned around and were about to leave without waiting for the rain to stop.

Cultivator Xu stomped his feet in anger and shouted, "I'll give you money!"

Then, under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, he calmly took out a bag from his bosom.

"Here, this is part of it. When I go back, I'll give you the rest."

Cultivator Xu held the bag tightly with the hand that he handed out, and he seemed unwilling to give it away at all.

Soon a few hands came forward, snatched the bag from him together, and put it away joyfully, waved to him, said thank you, turned around and walked away quickly, looking like he was afraid of delay, the money bag would be lost snatched away.

Cultivator Xu looked at his fellow disciples leaving with grief and indignation, and then turned to look at Wang Xinrong.

"You see, I really have no money now, I don't have any money at all!"

As if to prove that he wasn't lying, he even patted himself on the body with a sad look on his face.

Wang Xinrong thought to himself that this person may really have no money, and it is just that he has no money at this moment.

"I will work hard and diligently in the future, hoping to pay more wages."

Cultivator Xu took the opportunity to talk about something he really wanted to mention.

However, he didn't hold out hope for more, but if he could show that he wanted more, he had to seize the opportunity to show it.

When Wang Xinrong saw that Cultivator Xu wanted to increase her wages, she smiled and didn't say or mention it.

"Do a good job. The future construction of the restaurant will also have your credit."

After Wang Xinrong said this to Brother Xu, he walked out of the restaurant holding an umbrella.

She felt that business was not good today anyway, so she might as well go back to the place where she lived, and then go to the secret realm to accompany the little beast and try to make herself and the little beast more familiar.

When she arrived in the secret realm, she found that the little beast was resting. In order not to disturb it, she returned to her room from the secret realm.

In front of the window, looking at the rain outside the window, I was in a daze for a while.

Until the rain became smaller, it slowly stopped.

She suddenly thought of the vegetable field, she had to go and see it.

Going straight to the vegetable field, I found two figures in the vegetable field, they were Langquan and Kong Shaojia.

The two of them were standing on the ground. It seemed that they had arrived for a while, and their clothes were all wet.

Wang Xinrong walked over, and they looked at her, asking if she came to look at the vegetables in the vegetable field.

She nodded, and heard Lang Quan say that someone seemed to have picked the vegetables in the vegetable field, and if no one of her own had picked them, it was someone who had stolen the vegetables.

"What about the fish?" Wang Xinrong immediately thought of the small pond.

Langquan looked unhappy, and saw the answer all at once.

"There are only a few, relatively small ones." Kong Shaojia answered.

Wang Xinrong walked over to have a look, and found that it was indeed what Kong Shaojia said.

I began to wonder who stole it.

It's been a long time, and I haven't seen anyone steal it before. How could it be stolen this time?

She couldn't figure it out.

However, suddenly, she remembered that in this rainy day, if someone came over, there would be footprints on the ground.

Just stare at the footprints on the ground to see if there are any unfamiliar footprints.

"Don't look, there are no extra footprints," Lang Quan said.

Wang Xinrong felt that if there were no footprints, could this thief be able to fly?
"Go back and ask them, think about it again." Wang Xinrong sighed.