As the sun sank into the mountain stream, the noisy small town gradually fell silent. Most people extinguished the oil lamps early after eating and went to sleep to relieve the tired body after a tiring day. Only the restaurants and restaurants in the town The casino was brightly lit, and the carnival began all night.
In the private room at the corner of the second floor of the restaurant, a fat middle-aged man was looking at the ledger by candlelight, his fingers slid across a series of numbers, and a satisfied smile appeared on the man's oily face.
A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man closed the ledger and carefully put it in the drawer, then got up and walked to the door and shouted loudly towards the corridor: "Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue!"
Not long after, a thin and frail young man about sixteen or seventeen years old came over, stopped two or three steps away, sang a fat promise, straightened up and smiled, "Master, what are your orders?"
The young man has an ordinary face, but his eyes are crystal clear, with a bit of agility.
"Go to the back kitchen and cook some dishes for me. It's just the old rules. I've been busy for most of the night. I'm a little hungry, sir." The middle-aged man waved his fat hand and swallowed.
"Okay!" Xiaoyue bowed again, turned around and ran a few steps, but was called back by the middle-aged man.
"Well, it's no fun to drink here alone, you might as well ask the back kitchen to bring out a table."
Xiaoyue blinked his eyes in disbelief, and lifted a table? Zhang Yuanwai, Mr. Zhang, won't he go back to the house to accompany his wife at such a late hour?
What's more, this naughty iron rooster master of my family is going to invite someone to dinner today! ?
It is simply a rare event that happens once in ten years.
But since his own staff had already spoken, he couldn't help but answer, so after a moment of daze, he quickly replied: "Small, do you ask the kitchen to deliver the noodles directly to the old man's house?"
Zhang Yuan said angrily: "Seeing that you are always clever, why did you ask such a stupid question Send it to the courtyard? What a fart in the courtyard! I was upset when I saw those women arguing in front of me. Bring the table noodles over here, and then go and call Steward Liu, and have a drink with me."
On the way to the back kitchen, Xiaoyue was still a little puzzled. He was just a servant under Steward Liu, and Zhang Yuanwai actually wanted to invite him to a drink. The sun really came out from the west today. Maybe it was the restaurant and casino these days. The business is going well, and the staff member is happy to have a large amount of money in the account. Another possibility is that another round of infighting broke out among the aunts, second mothers, third mothers and fourth mothers in the family. The member is depressed and wants to find someone to eat Drunk.
In any case, for Xiaoyue who can only get enough food every day, it is a good thing to have wine and meat, so he will not care about the antecedents.
Of course, the chefs in the restaurant worked with all their might in response to their boss's orders. In less than a quarter of an hour, even the wine and vegetables were delivered to Yuanwai Zhang's room.
It wasn't until everything was arranged that Xiaoyue had time to wipe off his sweat, sat down carefully at the bottom of the table, picked up the wine bowl and prepared to offer Zhang Yuanwai and Liu Steward a bowl first.
At this moment, with a bang, the door of the room was slammed open, and a man rushed in with disheveled hair, fell down on the floor and shouted in horror: "Master, master, something big is wrong, something happened, something serious happened!" !"
Steward Liu Huo De stood up and glanced to the side.
Could it be that the gang of felled grass in the deep mountains came to loot again?
With a flash of thought, Xiaoyue shook his hand holding the wine bowl, and spilled half of the bowl full of burnt white. He quickly came to the door, closed the wooden door that the man had just knocked open, and then opened it from behind the door. A dagger was drawn out to protect the side.
Zhang Yuanwai's face turned pale all of a sudden, he took a deep breath, gulped down a bowl of white wine, calmed down and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter, don't worry, take a sip of wine to calm down the panic , and then slowly speak to me sentence by sentence.¡±
The disheveled man poured a bowl of wine into his stomach, rolled his hot eyes, panted heavily, pointed to the roof and stammered, "Master, in the sky, in the sky!"
"Grass mud horse, you must speak clearly, what is in the sky!?"
"Yes, it's a big star, it suddenly hangs in the sky, it looks like a flying ship!"
"A ship that can fly?"
Zhang Yuanwai couldn't help laughing and said, "You are an ignorant bastard, but you were frightened into such a state after seeing those cloud boats flying high and high to the Immortal Cave."
"Master, it's not Yunzhou, it's definitely not Yunzhou!"
Exudes a desperate expression on the man's face, "And they also emitted a beam of light, which explodedA few cloud boats approaching the past! "
Exploded several cloud boats approaching the past?
Zhang Yuanwai's mood suddenly became a little depressed, and he retreated from the crowd, sitting alone in the room drinking wine.
Although he doesn't practice immortality, Hao Lai is also a person who has seen the world, not those who have never been out of the town for hundreds of miles from birth to now.
So he naturally knew that those who could own the flying cloud boat were definitely not ordinary monks, at least they should be the real fairy sect entrenched in one side, and all the places and regions were under their control.
Zhang Yuanwai couldn't help but think of Bi Cang Mountain, which is 1,200 miles away. Could it be a cloud boat dispatched from Bi Cang Gate on the mountain?
If their cloud boat is destroyed, does it mean that other gods have come to this land, and a war between gods and gods has already started with Bi Cangmen?
There was a soft creak.
The door of the private room was pushed open from the outside.
Zhang Yuanwai shuddered suddenly, and when he looked up, he saw a young man in black, smiling warmly and cordially at him.
"Who are you¡¡"
Zhang Yuanwai subconsciously clenched the small knife in his hand for cutting meat, and his voice trembled uncontrollably when he spoke.
"My surname is Gu, and there is only one sentence for each name. I'm so sorry for disturbing you late at night."
"I'm a guest from afar, so there's nothing to disturb or not to disturb."
A few thoughts flashed through Zhang Yuanwai's mind, he swallowed the food with difficulty, then pushed the chair away tremblingly and stood up, led the young man into the hall by himself, and let him go straight to the upper seat.
Gu Juan did not refuse, sat down and drained the big bowl of wine in front of him, smiled slightly and said, "Not bad, very strong wine."
Zhang Yuanwai filled up the wine, with a smile on his face, "Mr., as long as you don't dislike the rough wine in the shop."
Afterwards, he called out to the waiter boy loudly, and ordered to add some special dishes of the restaurant for this guest to drink with. He didn't even dare to sit down, but Xiaoyi stood by and waited.
Gu Juan didn't care about this, he ate the food, and the wine was dry, and if he drank a few more bowls, he smiled at Zhang Yuanwai: "Boss, why don't you sit down and drink a few bowls together."
Zhang Yuanwai was about to resign, but suddenly changed his words, "Immortal elders have gifts, and young ones never dare to resign."
After finishing speaking, he sat down and sat in the lower seat, still not moving the bowls and chopsticks, but graciously helping Bu Cai to pour the wine. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com