25. Chapter 25

Early the next morning. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ๏ฝ‚iqugeใ€‚ ๏ฝ‰๏ฝŽfo

The sky was just dawning.

There was not a single guest in the inn, and the door of the four panels was only a small one for early risers.

Although, most of the time there are no guests coming or going.

Xiao Er, who had been on guard all night, lay on the counter and dozed off in a daze.

In his usual experience, this state would last for at least two hours before the inn could slowly become popular.

But today, just as he had taken over the inn for the twenty-ninth time in his sleep and had become the shopkeeper of the inn for a rest, a figure had already passed through the backyard to the front hall.

This figure was carrying two weapons behind him, the left stick and the right sword, which was Jian Chen.

"Brother Xiao Chen, here are the guests!"

Jian Chen watched Xiao Er's saliva dripping and soaking a large piece of countertop, and couldn't help but tease.

Xiao Chen, the shopkeeper, was awakened suddenly, his eyes were still fascinated, and he shouted busily: "How many guest officers?

Jian Chen grinned, and deliberately lowered his voice: "I eat noodles!"

"Okay, you ...... Brother Chen, are you fooling me?"

Jian Chen smiled, "You can't say that, aren't I also afraid that you will doze off and deduct your wages when you are found by Ming Bo on duty." โ€

Xiao Er pursed his lips and said, "Hey, you don't know our shopkeeper?" I may have drunk a few more jars last night, but I couldn't get up until noon. โ€

"Xiao Chen, do you want this month's salary?

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the light in the room was dim, and a fat figure blocked the door with only a small opening.

Look at the body type, and then listen to the voice, who is the shopkeeper if he is not his food and clothing?

Xiao Er's neck shrank, and he hurriedly said to Jian Chen: "Brother Chen, wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen and order you to bring you a bowl of noodles." โ€

The soles of my feet are oiled, and I want to slip away.

walked to the kitchen door and paused again, "Brother Chen, how many bowls do you want?"

But he remembered the beautiful girl who came with him yesterday.

Jian Chen said with a smile: "There is no movement next door, maybe I'm still asleep, let's have a bowl first, it's not delicious when it's cold." โ€

"Gotta do it!"

While the two were talking, Mingbo carried a small package in one hand, turned sideways into the inn, called out to Xiao Er, and shouted, "I want three bowls." โ€

Jian Chen looked at him, but saw that Ming Bo was not drunk in his eyes today, and it was rare to be very clear, and said with a smile: "Ming Bo has a good appetite today, do you want to eat two bowls?"

Mingbo didn't speak, but a crisp female voice came from behind him, "There's also a bowl of mine." โ€

The voice fell, and someone turned out, it was An An.

Jian Chen touched his nose a little embarrassed, yesterday he lied to An An and was exposed in person, but at this time, he was a little unsure of how to face her.

An An obviously still remembered yesterday's events, glanced at him, snorted, and found a table to sit down.

But Ming Bo laughed, pulled Jian Chen and sat down together, looked at the two of them and said, "The two children got up early. โ€

An An said coldly: "It's good to get up early, otherwise it would be too lazy to let someone say that he might still be asleep." โ€

Jian Chen smiled bitterly, knowing that he had offended this aunt, so he had to talk to him left and right, "Uncle Ming, your old man is early enough today." โ€

Mingbo snorted and said, "It's not for you, stinky boy, oh, yours!"

As he spoke, he tossed the package he had been holding in his hand on the table.

Listening to the sound of a bang, the wooden table, which was already a little rotten, was shocked and almost fell apart, and the weight of this small package was not light.

Jian Chen and An An were also taken aback, they had seen Ming Bo lift it lightly before, how could it be so heavy?

hurriedly unwrapped the skin, and in an instant, the yellow and clear light dazzled the eyes of the two.

This small package is full of regular gold bars!

Jian Chen was dumbfounded, and Chong Mingbo was puzzled: "Mingbo, this is ......"

Mingbo smiled and said indifferently: "Your entanglement, when you go out, there is always an inconvenient time for the silver ticket, so it's better to bring some yellow and white things." โ€

Jian Chen jumped up, "How can you use so much?"

Ming Bo sighed: "You kid is also an old man who grew up, and now he is going to go far away, Ming Bo has nothing to give, and only these things outside his body to express his heart." โ€

"Mingbo, this ......" Jian Chen looked at Mingbo, a little moved.

He usually only came down to Xiuning Town once in three or five months, and although he was familiar with Mingbo, he didn't feel that the relationship was so deep, how could he know that the other party was such a valuable thing as soon as he made a move.

I was stunned for a while, and I didn't know what to say.

"Three guest officers, the meeting is here!"

At this moment, Xiao Er walked out of the kitchen with a tray with three bowls of steaming noodles on it, and habitually shouted.

Put the three bowls of noodles in front of the three people in turn, and said with a smile: "Three guest officers, please use it slowly." โ€

Stepping aside, he didn't even glance at the alluring object of the table.

Ming Bo laughed, patted Jian Chen on the shoulder, and said heroically: "Deal with all this, it's just something outside the body, come and come, the noodles are not delicious when they are cold." โ€

Picked up the bowl, pulled the noodles in the bowl twice, snorted and inhaled, and said vaguely: "There are a total of sixteen gold bars here, each weighing two catties. โ€

"Speaking of which, your kid is sixteen this year, exactly sixteen, even if the old man saves one for you every year as a birthday gift. โ€

Jian Chen's hands shook when he heard this, and the noodle bowls almost overturned, each weighing two catties?

An An's eyelids also jumped wildly when he heard this, and cautiously probed Mingbo: "Old man, you are here...... It can't be a black shop, right?"

Poofโ€”โ€”!

Two noodles, one long and one short, squirted out of Mingbo's nostrils, causing him to burst into tears.

Coughing suddenly, Mingbo's old face turned red, "How can the little girl talk? This is going to get out, can the old man's business be done?"

............

Outside Xiuning Town.

It was only five miles out of the town, and as far as the eye could see, it was a wilderness.

Jian Chen left the stick and the right sword, and there was a small package hanging in front of him, and he walked a little heavily.

An An also has a small package, but it looks much lighter than Jian Chen's, because she can still walk with light steps, jumping up and down and walking very happily.

Suddenly, An An stopped and looked back at Jian Chen, "Hey, fool, where are you going?"

Jian Chen wiped his sweat and smiled bitterly.

He offended An An yesterday, and today An An gave him two nicknames for him to choose.

One is a slut.

One is a fool.

Jian Chen couldn't resist her, thought about it, and chose the latter.

"Hengyang. There was a hint of apprehension in his eyes, but he firmly reported his destination.

An An exclaimed: "Hengyang?

The green onion pointed at Jian Chen, trembling with anger, and said sadly: "You, you, you, you are a door-picker, laying eggs with gold bars on your back, not to mention buying two horses!"

Jian Chen was innocent, "There are no horses sold in Xiuning Town." โ€