Luo nine needles

Chapter 12

The intellectual of the restaurant, with white face and short beard, long eyebrows and slender eyes, dressed in ordinary-looking but well-made and high-quality robes, looked at the students with a smile.

Although these scholars washed and changed their clothes, sharp-eyed intellectuals still recognized them as foreigners who had just arrived today.

Of course, there was no trace of disdain or contempt on Zhike's face.

"We are sorry for everyone." He said softly, "Unfortunately, our house is booked out tonight."

Scholars in Yucheng couldn’t hide their surprise. They looked inward beyond the Zhike, and saw eight screens in the middle, on which were painted fairy mountains and seas of clouds. It’s not cheap, and there are rockery and flowing water faintly visible behind the screen, spanning the covered bridge in the building.
It must be expensive to get a private seat here.

Private room!

How much does it cost!
The rich people in Beijing are really rich.

While they were in a daze and didn't answer, another guest came by, and when they heard Zhike's words, they let out a yo.

"Huixianlou actually allows people to book the venue?" He said.

The old man was fat and white, waving a fan in one hand, and carrying a wine jug in the other, talking to Zhike familiarly.

"Could it be that Gao Xiaoliu lost a bet with someone and is short of money?"

Zhike said with a smile: "It is common for our boss to lose in gambling. If we lose, we will be short of money. We will not be able to open Xianlou today."

Gao Xiaoliu is the name of the owner of Huixianlou?What a simple name.

This seems to be a joke, but the scholars of Yucheng understood the meaning. The words of regular customers reveal that the owner of Huixianlou is extremely rich and despises money. It is rare to use money to book a place with him. thing.

That today.
"Then what is it today?" The regular customer was also puzzled and asked.

Zhike said softly: "The lord from Dali Temple is treating guests tonight. I hope we will have a quiet building, so let's borrow it."

The scholars from Yucheng knew about Dali Temple, but there were many officials in Dali Temple, and no one would know who the adult was without mentioning his name.

That regular customer knows.

"It's that lord, then you are at a big loss today." He said jokingly, "That lord has nothing in his hands, how can he have money for your boss."

Zhike said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, let's just pretend that our club has lost a few more games today."

The regular customer laughed, and said in a low voice: "But it's a good thing for the adult to come to the door. One day your boss gets into trouble, as long as he can speak, he will be saved." After saying that, he turned and left without further words.

I don't know whether this is a congratulation or a curse, Zhike's expression remained the same, and he said loudly to his regular customers: "Master Niu will come back sometime, and I will save your favorite lotus hall for you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the foreign scholars standing here and smiled kindly.

"Look, guests, what a coincidence. Please leave your name. When you come another day, I will give you wine to make amends."

The people in Yucheng came to their senses, but they didn't know how to answer for a while. The power and money involved in the people mentioned in these short gossips made them confused.

This Gao Xiaoliu is unusual, Huixianlou is extraordinary, that adult is extraordinary, the guests are extraordinary, and the intellectuals are also extraordinary. They are completely different from the restaurant staff and guests they are familiar with everyday.

This is the capital, at the feet of the emperor!
"Thank you." Lu Yizhi's voice sounded, and he stood among his companions and nodded, "I'll come to taste wine some other day."

The Zhike looked at him and raised his hand in a salute: "Waiting for you, young master."

It wasn't until they walked a few steps away and looked back at the Huixian Tower looming in the night light that everyone calmed down.

"I don't know who this lord is, how is he like Huo... Huo lord, everyone knows?" One person said softly, "I've never heard of this kind of person, who can book a place in Huixianlou, and listen to the meaning, It seems that there is no money.”

"There are too many officials in Dali Temple." Another person said, "I really don't know who is so famous."

but--
An official who everyone knows without mentioning his name, an official who can book a restaurant in a restaurant even if he has no money, why?
It is power.

Lu Yizhi walked ahead, never looking at the busy streets around him.

He has seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.

A 19-year-old boy, looking forward to taking a place in this beauty.

When the 19-year-old boy is thinking about the power in the world, the 15-year-old girl is thinking about whether to trade today's prey for wood or rice.

Should I eat an extra bowl of rice to make my stomach more comfortable, or make a real bed to sleep more comfortably.

The thatched cottage on the outskirts of Xucheng, bathed in the morning light, is still somewhat dilapidated, but it is different from before.

There is smoke curling up from the house, a skinny donkey chewing hay beside it, a small piece of green vegetable seedlings surrounded by a circle of fences, coupled with the figures of two women, it is like a painting coming to life, beautiful and vivid.

Qixing looked at the bed board in the room, took another sip of the vegetable porridge that Qingzhi had just cooked, and thought about it.

Aokiji wiped the grass ash stained on his face, and looked at the prey neatly arranged in a row on the ground, three rabbits and three pheasants.

"I did a lot of guarding today." She said.

His voice and face were calm.

It's not as emotional as the first time I saw a young lady waiting for a rabbit.

It's not as surprised and confused as the second time I saw the young lady and stayed until the rabbit and had an extra pheasant.

There is also no numbness of watching the lady return to the prey for the third and fourth times.

Miss can even pick the door lock, so what is hunting?Miss is very skillful!
"We can no longer exchange rice and noodles for the villagers," Qixing said.

Qingzhi nodded: "Actually, they don't really need it."

Wild animals are meat. Although everyone likes to eat meat, it is not really possible to eat meat every day. The nearby villages are small and the villagers live in poverty. For them, a bag of rice grains that can last for a long time is better than a meal. Meat is more important.

"So, it's better to go to the city and sell it." Aokiji said.

Isn't that what hunters do?

Hunting on the mountain, sell it, and exchange it for money to buy rice.

Aokiji felt a little funny and a little sad, but she never thought that the young lady became a hunter after returning home.

"I'll go to the mountains to hunt more prey." Miss Orion Qixing finished the porridge, handed it to Aokiji, and made a decision, "Then buy two beds."

Finally said typing, which is to admit that the prey did not take the initiative to kill her in front of her. Aokiji looked at the young lady. During the time she returned home, the young lady has become thinner, but she doesn't make people feel weak, maybe because of that day. His eyes are black and bright.

However, to buy a bed, the bed is very expensive, and selling a few pheasants and hares is not enough.

"Miss, do you need to make a trap?" Aokiji asked proactively, "I'll help you."

Qixing smiled and shook his head: "You don't need to help, you pack up the car, we will use the car to pull the goods."

Still being pulled by a cart, Aokiji thought to himself, how many pheasants and hares should be caught?Is the miss doing a big trap?

What the lady meant was that the two of them should go by car.

She didn't ask any more questions and answered yes, and ran into the kitchen to get a piece of dry biscuit.

"Miss, take it. If you are hungry, you can eat two bites. You can also use it as bait," she said.

In the half a month or so since she came back, the young lady has been on the mountain almost every day, she has no drowsiness, no cough, the illness she suffered at Lu's house has disappeared, and she can still hunt wild animals on the mountain.

Although it is a mountain, it can be regarded as the lady's home, and she is always at ease in her own home.

Qingzhi was no longer worried that Miss would seek death, nor worried that Miss was weak, and no longer always followed her.

Qixing took the pancakes, picked up the bamboo stick leaning against the wall, and walked along the winding mountain road into the forest.

Standing in the mountains and forests, looking back, the thatched cottage at the foot of the mountain, the lake water is faintly visible, but the people at the foot of the mountain can't see anything clearly when they look at the mountain.

Qixing withdrew her gaze and looked deeper into the forest.

Xinghua Mountain is not high. It stretches along the lake and surrounds a large area. There are peaks and valleys.

(End of this chapter)