Chapter 12: Hide Your Face and Go Away
"It's called a tomato, and I just asked a friend to bring it back to me from faraway South America, and if you've ever seen it, you'll be hell. Xu Yang, who was in a good mood, explained casually.
Last night, he actually gained 720 spicy points, how could he not be happy when he was still struggling with the spicy value before? .
In addition to the eldest young master in front of him, there were also five injured guests who contributed six hundred spicy points to him, although he didn't make much money from those guys, but the spicy points they contributed couldn't be bought with money.
Zhang Tianxiang was confused, tomatoes? What kind of thing is that? Why haven't you even heard of it? And where is South America that the black-hearted shopkeeper said?
"I really haven't seen this thing, shopkeeper, where is that South America? Why haven't I heard of this place name?" Zhang Tianxiang asked shamelessly.
Xu Yang solemnly stretched out his hand to the east, "From here all the way to the east, when you reach the East China Sea, take a boat along the coastline to the south, to a place called Luzon, and then turn around and sail to the southeast, and in a few months, you will be able to reach South America smoothly." ”
He didn't close his eyes and tell nonsense, this route was the round-the-world route that Magellan walked, of course, if anyone really wanted to follow the route he said, it was estimated that nine times out of ten they would sink into the Pacific Ocean to feed the king.
"Shopkeeper, this ...... Where did you hear all this?"
Although Zhang Tianxiang is not a learned person, he thinks that his vision is much stronger than that of Xu Yang, who grew up in a small town, but now, he has doubts whether he is too lonely and unheard.
Xu Yang smiled and pointed to his head, "Xiucai doesn't go out, he can know the world, young man, if you don't understand, you can read more books,"
Zhang Tianxiang immediately hid his face and left, this black-hearted shopkeeper is too annoying, what books do people who practice martial arts read?
As soon as he opened the book and saw the dense text on it, he immediately became sleepy, and he was beaten by his father for this.
Looking at Zhang Tianxiang's back of leaving in a hurry, Xu Yang smiled and said nothing, boy, do you want to fight with me?
"Brother Yang, morning!" Xiaoyu and Erdan appeared outside the fence.
Xu Yang smiled and beckoned: "Little fish, second egg, you are early!"
There should be a lot of business coming to the door these days, and Zhang Tianxiang's eldest young master is not very reliable, so Xu Yang asked these two half-sized men to come over to help.
Xiao Yu took out a basket from behind him, "Brother Yang, look, what did I bring you?"
Xu Yang fixed his eyes and saw a few eggs in the basket, and said a little puzzled: "Little fish, what is this?"
"My mother asked me to mention it, she said that you consume a lot of martial arts, and these eggs will replenish your body. Xiao Yu replied with a grin.
Xu Yang was silent for a while, and then beckoned to the two boys with a smile: "Come to eat first, go back and help me thank my aunt!"
The relationship between the neighbors in the town is so simple, if you are good to her, she is better to you, how Xiaoyu's family treats him, Xu Yang has the bottom in his heart, and there is no need to say more words of gratitude.
After entering the store and seeing that the lobby was empty, Erdan opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Yang, what about the guests who stayed in the store last night?"
"They're all gone early in the morning!" Referring to this, Xu Yang was still a little annoyed, those guys didn't even eat breakfast, and the genius Meng Meng Liang left.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fear that he wouldn't be able to beat others, Xu Yang really wanted to forcibly keep those injured guys and help him earn more spicy points.
Hearing this, Zhang Tianxiang's mood suddenly improved a lot, it turned out that all the guests were gone, I see how you can make money as a black-hearted shopkeeper?
As soon as the mood was good, and his appetite also improved, Zhang Tianxiang picked up the bowl, and pulled the knife-cut noodles in the bowl into his stomach after dividing five by two.
As soon as the bowl was put down, I heard Xu Yang say, "Hurry up and go back to the house to heal my wounds after eating." ”
Businessman, what he pays attention to is to make the best use of things, and now that there are no customers in the store, it is better to let this kid go back to the house to produce more spicy value.
"Howler!"
The word "going back to the house to heal" is what Zhang Tianxiang wants to hear the most, because only in this way can he be honest and lazy.
Near noon, the system prompt that Xu Yang had been thinking about sounded again, and the spicy value of one hundred and twenty points had arrived, and the big man who was healing upstairs made a new contribution.
Seeing that the spicy value in the system officially broke through the 1,000 mark, Xu Yang's mood was extremely happy, and the combination of kitchenware with firewood and wok was finally in hand.
With this set of tools, Xu Yang believes that he can create more surplus value by relying on his own craftsmanship.
At this time, a man and a woman walked in from the gate, and the clever little fish hurriedly greeted him, "Guest officer, please inside!"
The handsome-looking young man threw his sword on the table and shouted at Xiao Yu, "Xiao Er, hurry up and bring me a good tip of the pot!"
Xiao Yu who greeted him was stunned for a moment, he was just Xu Yang temporarily called over to help, how do you know if there is such a thing as a hair tip in the store, Xiao Yu can only turn his head to Xu Yang for help.
Xu Yang, who originally wanted to go to the kitchen to exchange the set of kitchenware, immediately stepped forward and replied: "Guest officer, the small shop has no hair tips, why don't you make a pot of pure natural and pollution-free high-mountain old tea in the Ming Dynasty first?"
Although the guest in front of him has a local tyrant atmosphere all over his body, but a small shop like Xu's Liquor Store in a poor and remote country still wants Maojian......? Well, he didn't even have edamame in the store, only half a pack of old tea leaves that his cheap dad didn't know where he got it.
Pure natural and pollution-free Shanghao Ming Qian Alpine Old Tea? This name sounds good, it seems to be a good thing, and the young man's eyes lit up.
"Then hurry up and bring us a pot, remember, you must have the best!"
"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute!" Xu Yang replied with a bright face.
He dared to bet with the rusty kitchen knife in the kitchen that the guy in front of him was definitely not bad for money.
After a while, Xu Yang personally brought the brewed tea, "Guest officer, your tea has arrived, what else do you need?"
The young man looked at the tea in the cup, which looked a little blackened, and frowned slightly, "Shopkeeper, this is the ...... you said Nothing old mountain tea?"
"Guest, that's right, this is the specialty of our Taiping Town, a pure natural and pollution-free Shanghao Ming Qian Alpine Old Tea. Xu Yang replied without blushing and without a heartbeat.
The young man seemed a little skeptical, hesitated, and finally took a sip of the teacup.
After this mouthful, the young man's rather handsome face suddenly wrinkled into an old orange peel.
Without waiting for him to speak, Xu Yang immediately explained with a smile: "Guest officer, do you feel a little bitter? That's right, our old mountain tea is this kind of bitter taste." ”