The Alluring Concubine: The Eldest Miss

Chapter 390: Meeting an Old Familiar in a Foreign Land (6)

The shopkeeper deserves to be in charge, but he is calmer than the clerk, "I guess they are foreigners, and they are not used to our meals. You go up and tell them that if they want to eat something else, we can help them buy vegetables, but they have to do it themselves. We Can’t cook dishes from other places.”

The clerk got the authentic biography of the shopkeeper, and ran upstairs happily. As soon as he entered the door, he was carried to the table by a handsome man. , When we leave tomorrow, don't let us smell this strange smell!"

From the beginning to the end, I didn't say a word about how to solve the meal problem. As for the words that the shopkeeper asked the clerk to convey, the clerk had no chance to say it. Still confused, he was taken aback by the shopkeeper standing at the top of the stairs, and said, "This guest officer must have been poisoned by our special dishes, isn't it a big deal? "

He was knocked on the forehead, and the shopkeeper reprimanded him, "What are you talking about? If you're not used to it, you're just not used to it. Which inn's special dishes have you seen made people so stupid? At most, it's just diarrhea!"

Xiao Er put the untouched dishes back into the back kitchen, Pidian Pidianer followed the shopkeeper and stood in front of the counter, "Shopkeeper, there used to be such customers who couldn't help scolding us and then demanded compensation. Why is the guest so talkative this time? Apart from asking me to take the dishes down, he didn’t ask for anything else. If it wasn’t for his expression, he really didn’t like our dishes. Do you think he is actually a local, so there is nothing unaccustomed to him?"

"Superficial!" The shopkeeper scolded coldly, "In the past, those people who scolded their mothers and wanted to pay compensation, they thought they were rich and noble, but in fact they didn't even have any common sense. If you like our food, you will only ask us to change it, and those idiots who boss around and show their presence clearly don't even have such a little common sense, who do you think I'm not cheating on them?"

The shopkeeper said it was a matter of course, but Xiao Er still looked confused, "But shopkeeper, you still didn't say why today's guests didn't ask for anything, don't they want to eat?"

"You say you're stupid, but you still don't admit it!" The shopkeeper knocked Xiaoer's forehead with hatred. The clothes that woman was wearing were made of Chi Yan brocade, and one piece of clothing is enough to buy a hundred of our inns, do you think people care about our little compensation?!"

"I bought a hundred Peach Blossom Inns for one piece of clothing, isn't that an exaggeration?" Xiaoer rubbed his head, wishful thinking: "If only I had such a piece of clothing!"

"Stop daydreaming, go, get a jug of peach blossom wine for the guests in any room, and say that we will make amends for them. If you have any demands, feel free to ask, as long as you can do it, you will never refuse!"

The shopkeeper said as he thought about it, and after finishing speaking, a flat glazed jug appeared on the counter.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, "Master, didn't you say that you want to entertain distinguished guests with this flagon, why..."

"They are VIPs." After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he was serious for a second, and then changed his tone, "Go if you are told, what are you talking about so much?!"

"Okay, okay, let's go now, little one!" Xiaoer walked upstairs with the jug in hand, was about to knock on the door, when the door opened from the inside, and it was the same handsome man just now, looking at him coldly, "I have something to do." ?”

"Eh? The handsome man is so cold!" Xiaoer was thinking wildly, and he still remembered repeating the shopkeeper's words, "I don't know that the guest officer is from another place, and outsiders are not used to our food, so I am objectively hungry." Stomach, this is specially given to the guest officer by my shopkeeper to apologize, the shopkeeper said, just ask the guest officials if they have any requests, if the shop can do it, I will never refuse!"

"Thank you for my son, the shopkeeper. We don't have anything to do here for the time being. You can go down first. We will greet you if you have something to do."

An Zhicheng subconsciously showed a small face as he said that, people in Xuantian Continent pay attention to spiritual cultivation, and put appearance and other things second. Where has Xiao Er seen such a monstrous man like An Zhicheng, and his face flushed instantly. He stammered and said: "Young Master, you are polite, I will tell you the younger one!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away in embarrassment with his left foot on his right foot. Seeing that An Zhicheng was in a daze, he went in with a hip flask, and sat on the chair after being hit hard. Chu Bozhao, looking at Shen Youliehan, who was like an old monk in meditation, finally shifted his gaze to Chu Bozhao's face, the lingering eyes that seemed to be confessing his love finally caught Chu Bozhao's attention Li, suspiciously said: "What's the matter, this is, you didn't even come out the door, who bullied you?"

"No one bullied me." An Zhicheng spit out these words in a serious manner, and only Chu Bozhao could feel the grievance in it.

As he wished, Chu Bozhao continued to ask, "Since no one is bullying you, why are you acting like this, and who are you angry with?"

"I'm not angry." An Zhicheng said seriously, Chu Bozhao said this as if he was always making trouble for no reason like a woman, and would get angry at every turn.

As soon as An Zhicheng blew his hair, Chu Bozhao immediately went silent, his face was full of suspicion, and the mosquito coil circled in his head more than two times, his face was full of "Why did I mess with you again?"

The longer Shen Youliehan practiced, the more powerful his spiritual sense became. Just now An Zhicheng saw that he was entering the old monk's samadhi, but in fact he was using his spiritual sense to observe the vicinity and follow Feng Qiwu's Feng Wei, not far away. The high platform where people are going to be burned, and the mysterious person Feng Qiwu suspects is following them but can't find any evidence, and of course the conversation between An Zhicheng and Xiaoer Dian just now.

So, his cool eyes glanced back and forth between Chu Bozhao and An Zhicheng, so that Chu Bozhao couldn't sit still, so he suddenly looked at An Zhicheng and said, "Smile."

"What?" An Zhicheng was taken aback, and Chu Bozhao also looked at Shen Youliehan. After An Zhicheng realized it, he obediently obeyed, but from being dazed to smiling, the bared teeth were really a bit of a superficial smile the taste of.

The corners of Shen Youliehan's mouth twitched, a little regretful for making this suggestion, but Chu Bozhao, being teased by Shen Youliehan like this, coupled with An Zhicheng's scary smile, had some understanding, but his heart was even more uncomfortable. Opened his mouth and said: "Did you just smile at the waiter in the shop?"

"I guess?" An Zhicheng didn't know why, so he didn't notice the vinegar smell in the other party's tone, which was almost sterilizing, and said innocently, "Isn't it right for someone to give us wine, should we smile?"

"It should be." Chu Bozhao said angrily: "People are scared away by you, it should be!"

"No, what do you mean, why are you crazy with me for no reason?!" An Zhicheng was also irritated by Chu Bozhao's indifferent tone. Originally, the two of them hadn't confirmed their relationship before. Chu Bozhao tolerated his little temper like a mature and stable adult. No matter whether he was willful and mischievous or even deliberately annoyed the other party, Chu Bozhao would always have a kind of tolerance and tolerance that was not used for fathers, queens and queens. Tolerance is invisible and gentle, so that he will not have the heart-wrenching guilt like when he lied to his father and queen, so An Zhicheng, the prince of a country, is willing to be ridiculed and subdued by others, all because of this person and his too fit.

But just now, Chu Bozhao's neither yin nor yang tone reminded him of Princess Yongning of Xiling and her son-in-law far away in Tianyou Continent. That's how they were a loving couple in front of outsiders, but only An Zhicheng knew that, Every time they speak, they are full of yin and yang, mocking each other.

The reason is that the son-in-law came from a poor family and was an excellent person since he was a child, while the eldest princess Yongning, whose aunt came from a noble family, was spoiled by others since childhood and was only occasionally self-willed. At the beginning, it was the eldest princess Yongning who was almost self-willed. She was purely self-willed, but as the days passed, the son-in-law became tired, and it was also Princess Yongning's self-will that gradually became tired.

Now, is Chu Bozhao going to follow in his uncle's footsteps?

Thinking of this, An Zhicheng's face was full of bitterness, but Chu Bozhao's eyes were covered by worry and jealousy. Hearing this, he also looked at him coldly, "I'm disgusted with my convulsions now. What did you do? How many times have you gotten into trouble since you entered the Xia Realm, can you have a longer memory?"

"Chu Bozhao, do you have eyes? That's the trouble people want me to cause, not me. If you have to be careful and timid in order not to cause trouble, then let me tell you, I still can't grow eyes like this." memory!"

After all, An Zhicheng is also a spoiled person. When has he ever been scolded like this? Even the Emperor of Xiling used the Dongfeng of the Empress of Xiling to tell him what he should know. After speaking, he walked to the door quickly. The door was slammed shut with a "snap", and at the end, he said, "I'll take care of my own troubles, so I won't bother you!"

It was this sentence that completely blocked Chu Bozhao's way to catch up. Chu Bozhao kept standing up and froze on the spot, staring at the direction of the door with an ugly face. He held his hand tightly, and after a while, a faint smell of blood spread to Shen Youliehan's nose.

Shen Youliehan didn't call An Zhicheng to stop, nor did he remind Chu Bozhao to chase him. Instead, he followed An Zhicheng's trail with his spiritual sense, and found that he went to the room next door that Han Yu had booked, and then let him go. Xin raised his head and said to Chu Bozhao: "Since you met you, you haven't spoken harshly to him, he's just a guy in the inn, besides, he's not completely powerless to protect himself, so why do you have to go to war like that. "

(End of this chapter)