I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 258

At this moment, a heroic spirit of "I have a system and I am afraid of whom" suddenly rose in Xu Yang's heart.

Hehe, after your internal energy is exhausted, you can only stand and wait to die.

But the buddy poured a mouthful of Erguotou without anyone noticing, and immediately revived on the spot full of blood and blue.

Little one, what are you fighting against me with?

Haha, invincible, buddy is almost invincible now!

At this moment, Xu Yang felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Looking at Xu Yang's silly face, Zhao Weiming, who was standing next to him, was a little puzzled.

He can still understand the excitement shown by Deng Wenbin and his youth group contestants.

Although the process of the game was lackluster, but this was their first victory, it was understandable to be a little exaggerated.

But Xu Yang has good eyesight. He should be able to tell at a glance that the gold content of this victory is not high. Why is he so silly?
Seeing Xu Yang's stupid look, Zhao Weiming couldn't help laughing and cursing: "You're not even a contestant, how can you laugh so heartlessly?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Xu Yang, who just now felt that he was invincible, suddenly fell into an ice cave.

That's right, I'm not even a contestant, so what's the fun here?
What the hell, even if it's really invincible, what's the use?

Standing here, use your mind to defeat those contestants on the stage?
At this moment, Xu Yang, who had the ability to open and hang all over, but had nowhere to use it, felt somewhat frustrated inexplicably.

Fortunately, Xu Yang's psychological endurance is extremely strong.

After a little frustration for a while, he looked away.

That's all, the most urgent thing is to make money.

It's better to think less about these messy things in the future.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the heart is, it won't be able to stand such a violent stimulation.

So looking for an opportunity, Xu Yang sneaked away.

It's not kind to fool Zhang Tianxiang into selling sour plum soup.

He couldn't really leave all the business to Zhang Tianxiang to work on alone.

In that case, that kid still has to scold him to death?

In fact, Zhang Tianxiang was already cursing secretly in his heart at this moment.

Without him.

It's just because the owner of Flying Eagle Castle, Zhenxiong, is also his father, and now he is standing in front of him with a dark face.

Damn it, why is that crumpled bastard from the black-hearted shopkeeper gone forever?
How can he explain it to his father now?
"Father, I'm just helping a friend look at the stall for a while, do you believe that I will make it once?"

If you can't explain clearly, you have to continue explaining, right?
Zhang Tianxiang, who has learned from the past, doesn't want to act out another scene of running away from home.

"Hehe, it's okay. I can understand this matter. I won't give you pocket money. You can earn it yourself. Very good. It seems that there is no need for me to worry about money in the future. " Zhang Zhenxiong, with a dark face, said there with a half-smile.

He was just afraid that after this kid had money in his pocket, he would have the idea of ​​running away again, so in the past three months, he has never given it to him.

This time, it was because his performance in the past three months was not bad, so he was brought to Yuntai Mountain to learn more.

The result is good, his precious son actually came here to sell sour plum soup.

Isn't this going to continue to confront him?

Do you think this motherfucker is angry?

Hearing this, Zhang Tianxiang almost collapsed on the spot.

After staying in Taiping Town for a while, he realized the reason why it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

He just wanted to earn pocket money, but he didn't want to cut down the big tree in his house.

Fortunately, the moment Zhang Tianxiang was about to collapse, Xu Yang's voice sounded like the sound of heaven behind him.

"Hello, Master Zhang. My name is Xu Yang. I'm a friend of Tianxiang. This stall belongs to me. I had something to do just now, so I asked him to take care of it for me."

Xu Yang, who came back at this critical moment, smiled and saluted Zhang Zhenxiong.

Like a drowning man grabbing a straw, Zhang Tianxiang immediately said, "Yes, yes, father, this stall belongs to Xu Yang, I just take care of it for him."

After hearing Xu Yang's self-report, Zhang Zhenxiong was slightly taken aback, but his expression softened.

He stared at Xu Yang for a long time, and then asked: "Are you Xu Yang who took care of my brat in Taiping Town before?"

After the stinky boy of his family came back, he had already told him all about the situation of being exiled outside.

That kid often said nice things about Xu Yang in front of him.

Now that he suddenly met Xu Yang, he was a little surprised.

How can such a young man do so many sophisticated things?

Could that brat in his family be lying to him again?

"Master Zhang, I am that Xu Yang, but I can't even talk about taking care of anything. On the contrary, Tianxiang helped me a lot during the two months in Taiping Town." Xu Yang replied unhurriedly .

Don't tell lies in front of real people.

During Zhang Tianxiang's two months in Taiping Town, he took care of him to some extent.

But generally speaking, that kid can be regarded as self-reliant.

After all, the tables in Xu's restaurant were polished to a shine by him.

So Xu Yang didn't intend to take the credit.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenxiong felt a little less doubtful.

Looking at this young man's reaction and conversation, it really doesn't match his ten-year-old age at all.

He is the master of Flying Eagle Castle, one of the Eight Great Sects in Jianghu.

When ordinary people see him, they don't say flattery or anything, at least they have to be a little restrained, right?
But at the moment, this young man, not only is not in the slightest abnormality, he doesn't even seem to intend to take the credit for the credit he got.

You know, as long as you follow his words, he, the Lord of Flying Eagle Castle, owes him a great favor.

Ordinary people, who can refuse this temptation?

From this point of view, what that brat in his family said may be the truth.

In the next second, Zhang Zhenxiong had a kind smile on his face, "Xu Yang, since you said that you are Tianxiang's friend, if you call me Zhang Baozhu again, do you want to alienate me?"

Xu Yang also followed suit, "Hello, Uncle Xu, Tianxiang was just helping me look after the stall, please don't blame him."

Zhang Zhenxiong didn't answer his question, but asked with interest: "I remember hearing Tianxiang say that you are a disciple of Canglongmen, how could you think of selling sour plum soup on Yuntai Mountain?"

"Uncle Zhang, many people think that the matter about Aduwu is not worth mentioning at all, for fear that they will smell of copper, but I just want to ask, who can live without these Aduwu?"

"As the saying goes, being born is entering the world. Is there a more suitable way to practice in this mundane world?" Xu Yang talked eloquently.

(End of this chapter)