My wife is a sword god

Chapter 43 Overcrowded
At night, Moon Moon Residence was brightly lit and overcrowded. White air mixed with fragrance filled the entire restaurant, dispelling the cold of Lindong. Everyone present was sweating profusely from eating.

This delicacy called hot pot has really refreshed their cognition. It is not only delicious, but also very humane!

In addition to charging a few pennies for the bottom pot, you can choose which ingredients you want to add according to your own financial resources. Even ordinary people can order more soy products and vegetables to satisfy their taste buds.

Where have they seen such a way of eating before?

The waiter in Wangyueju's shop was busy before and after, without a moment's rest, since they entered Wangyueju, there has never been a day as fulfilling as today!
There is still a long queue at the entrance of the restaurant, and the waiting people look at the fiery scene inside the restaurant. Their curiosity and appetite have long been irresistible, but no one pays attention to it. Never moved.

"Aren't we here yet?"

"Soon, soon." Because of the lack of manpower, Shopkeeper Peng personally went to sit at the entrance. At this moment, he was already smiling from ear to ear, and the admiration for the young master in his heart was as endless as the sea of ​​blue sky. Absolutely.

"General seat No. [-], the guests have already paid their bills, and the guests are slow to go~" the waiter in the restaurant shouted, and the shopkeeper Peng heard the words, and hurriedly called the next group of guests to take their seats.

The general seats are the first floor, which is the concept instilled by Qin Feng to everyone in Wangyueju. The second floor is dedicated seats, and the third floor is private seats. Different nouns correspond to different guests.

As he explained earlier, the first floor has the largest area and is used to deal with ordinary people. It mainly focuses on volume and ensures the basic profit of the restaurant.

The second floor is used to receive martial arts practitioners. Most of the ingredients they order are the flesh and blood of monsters and beasts, which are more expensive, and naturally they can earn more.

As for the third floor, facing those powerful and wealthy businessmen, the big profit of the restaurant, Qin Feng directly set a rule that if you want to eat on this floor, you must spend no less than one tael of silver at a time, and this money is equivalent to One-third of the income of ordinary people for a whole year!
But even if it is so expensive, there are still a lot of people in luxurious clothes on the third floor of Mochizuki Residence.

For these people, money is not a problem, and being able to enter the third floor of Mochizuki House has become a status symbol, which makes them feel superior to others.

And this is exactly what Qin Feng hoped to see.
"But in just half a day, you brought Mochizuki back to life, overcrowded, your kid's tricks really opened my eyes." On the second floor of Mochizuki, Shi Ziming's face was flushed, especially the stuff called hairy belly , Straight to the top of the person, let him want to stop.

Qin Feng also invited the fellow members of the Demon Slayer Division who were in charge of guest appearances today, and he, Young Master Qin, will pay the bill for these people tonight.

Although it hurts a bit, Qin Feng feels that this is a necessary investment, as the saying goes, if you don't go with small money, you won't get big money.

The two chatted for a long time, and Shi Ziming took a sip of the wine and suddenly said with emotion: "The food is really good, even Fengtian City may not have such delicious food.

Unfortunately."

He shook his wine glass: "This wine is really bad. If this wine is better, it will be perfect."

Qin Feng bowed his head and murmured after hearing the words. He had already thought about brewing wine, but he lacked an opportunity and a trusted brewer.

This has to be done, but there is no rush, and it has to be done slowly.

On the other side, in Fengtian City, the imperial capital, Tang Hongyun, Minister of the Ministry of War, has not been in court for many days, declaring to the outside world that he is seriously ill.

Emperor Mingde sent people to condolences, and learned the shocking news that Tang's eldest son Tang Xuan's soul lamp went out and he was dead!
After Tang Hongyun found out, he was shocked and fell into a coma. After waking up, he became depressed and ill.

In the bedroom, the haggard Tang Hongyun was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale, and beside him stood a handsome young man in purple.

"Father, Emperor Mingde has asked the high-grade Taoists of the Hundred Ghosts to search for the soul lamp. The scene before the elder brother's death is dark, and the death is only a moment. They suspect that the elder brother accidentally entered the powerful demon territory that derived the space magic power. Unfortunately, he died. Die." This young man in purple is exactly Tang Fei, the concubine of the Tang family born to Tang Hongyun's concubine!
Hearing the words, Tang Hongyun opened his eyes, then got up slowly: "To please the third prince, I traveled thousands of miles to provoke the Liu family, how could I give birth to such a fool."

He coughed a few times, with a look of hatred for iron.

"Father, what do you mean is that elder brother's death has something to do with the Liu family?"

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter anymore. In this world, there are many ways to die alone without being noticed." Tang Hongyun said coldly.

"What does dad mean?"

Tang Hongyun didn't speak, but a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Before he knew it, seven days had passed, and during these seven days, Qin Feng didn't stop for a minute or a second.

Not only does he have to check the accounts of the restaurant every day and ration the ingredients, but he also goes to listen to the Yuxuan to read books to accumulate literary spirit.

But what troubled him was that after reaching the eighth rank of Wensheng Taoism, the speed of advancement was obviously much slower. Even after reading books for seven days and flipping through many books, the absorbable literary spirit still could not fill up the people on the Tiantai in the sea of ​​gods. The first rung, not even a third of it.

He couldn't help but wonder if he was going in the wrong direction.

Qin Feng was wandering around the mansion while thinking, when he suddenly heard golden cries.

Looking for the reputation, I saw that in the courtyard, my second brother was fighting with Xing Sheng. Compared with the last time, this time the second brother has matured a lot, and he is more comfortable in fighting against others.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the battlefield. The blood in the second brother's body was obviously stronger than before, and the amount of energy was also greater.

From the looks of it, it was the medicinal baths and the blood qi pills that took the past few days that had an effect.

This is money ability!
"Brother, you're here." Qin An put away the narrow-edged knife in his hand.

"Uncle." Xing Sheng on the side nodded in greeting.

Qin Feng stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Heitantou, has my second brother made any progress?"

The corner of Xing Sheng's mouth twitched unconsciously, and then he replied: "Second Young Master is very talented, he is making rapid progress, and his future is limitless.

And if I'm not mistaken, the second son's sword intent is probably about to step into the Chongyue realm. "

"So fast?" Qin Feng was a little surprised. It was half a month faster than he originally expected.
Qin Feng turned his head to Qin An and said: "That's also the time to tell you about the second stage of Tiangang Yuan Zhan."

Qin An was excited when he heard this.

Xing Sheng's eyes showed curiosity. Although my uncle saw the disadvantages of Yubing Jue at a glance last time, he still wanted to see how my uncle, as a scholar of literature and sages, could teach martial arts moves to a martial artist.

I saw Qin Feng walked into the courtyard, broke off a branch, and then began to draw a picture of a human silhouette on the ground.

Seeing this, Qin An immediately stepped forward to observe and study carefully.

Xing Sheng looked over, and then he was shocked. Not only is my uncle as sharp as a torch, his poems are superb, but his painting skills are also so superb?

This figure of drawing a knife can really be described as lifelike!
Qin Feng was also a little startled. After stepping into the eighth rank, he obviously felt that his mind was clearer, and he was able to easily recall the memory.

In a short while, Tian Gang Yuan Zhan's second-stage move map was drawn.

After observing and emulating, Qin An pondered for a long time, and then began to learn from the move diagram, but after swiping the saber three times, his moves were no different from those shown in the drawing.

Xing Sheng stood on the side all the time, without saying a word, with surprised eyes. For warriors, martial arts moves are just the surface, and it is not difficult to learn them, but it is rare to learn them so quickly like the second son.

But this alone is not enough. If you want to master a martial art, the moves are only second, and the most important thing is the method of energy circulation.

As he expected, Qin Feng began to tell Qin An about Tian Gang Yuan Zhan's method of strength.

After finishing the dictation, Qin Feng said: "Second brother, you integrate the strength method into the moves, and then perform the saber technique a few times.

If there is a problem, I will correct you. "

"Then I will trouble you, brother." Qin An raised the knife and began to swing it, the sound of breaking the wind was endless.

(End of this chapter)