Chapter 508

"Shopkeeper!" The bartender knocked on the counter.

"Well..." Lying on the counter, the Confucianist fan dressed as a scholar glared up and lifted his sleeve to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Miao Yi thought that this guy was pretending to sleep at first. After all, it's unlikely that a non monk would be here. It's strange to be able to sleep here. However, judging from the bewilderment and stare of this guy's facial features, he even came out of his mouth. His feelings are really sleeping! It's really generous.

Seeing the Confucian scholar wake up, the shopkeeper said with a smile: "shopkeeper, the guest has checked out, a table of wine and vegetables, and a guest room."

The Confucian scholar yawned, rubbed his face with both hands, and quickly returned to normal. He said to Miao Yi, "excuse me, I'm sorry. What's your name?" Conveniently took out a piece of jade from the sleeve, ready to register.

"Niu Er!" Miao Yi put his name on the newspaper.

"Niuer! Ten thousand gold crystal! This is the room number. The courtyard, the second floor. " The Confucian scholar wrote it down in the jade document. He touched a sign under the platform, checked the room number, and pushed it to Miao Yi.

Miao Yi shakes out a pile of gold crystals. There are a lot of ten thousand gold crystals, and there are a lot of gold on the platform.

The Confucianist raised his hand, scanned it, confirmed the number, and then returned to sweep directly into the storage ring. He reached out and made a gesture of "please". However, he found that Miao Yi was looking at himself suspiciously.

"My guest! Follow me, please The bartender also reached out.

Miao Yi couldn't move for a moment, because after the Confucianist fan's facial features gradually returned to normal, he suddenly looked a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Because of Miao Yi's reaction, the Confucian scholar also felt that Miao Yi was a little familiar.

Miao Yi is quick to reflect who this person is. After all, he doesn't know many people in the flowing clouds and sand sea. When he has an impression, he is immediately stunned. Isn't this the Confucian scholar among the landlady and his party that he met at miaofe temple on a rainy night? He is the shopkeeper here. What about the landlady? Is it

"You..." The Confucian scholar also pointed to Miao Yi and seemed to think of something. From time to time, he lowered his head and looked up, but he could not tell who it was. He touched his chin and muttered: "Niuer Niuer... " On the contrary, some of them were misled by Miao Yi's pseudonym. If Miao Yi didn't give his name, he might have remembered. After all, it has been a hundred years.

Miao Yi wants to remind him, but he looks back at the sporadic guests in the hall, turns around, nods to the waiter and follows him.

The shopkeeper, who leads the way, also looks back at Miao Yi, who looks down and thinks. It seems that the shopkeeper's reaction is a little strange. As a result, he almost bumps into the door panel, pushes the door plank with his hand and moves to the exit. He leads Miao Yi into a courtyard with three entrances with a smile.

Miao Yi didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment. He was thinking about his encounter until he was led to the door of the room on the second floor of the courtyard. The bartender opened the door and asked to come in. Only then did he wake up and thank him.

After lighting the oil lamp, the waiter leaves. Miao Yi looks at the room with a small space. There are a simple wooden table, a wooden chair and a wooden bed. They are as simple as they can be, but they are also clean.

Open the wooden bolt, open the tightly closed wooden window without window paper. Outside the window, the breeze comes, the night is still, the stars, and the lights are shining. I don't know who is home.

"This is the sea of clouds and sand..." Miao Yi murmured to himself that the window was limited and he could not see the whole picture of the outside, so he closed the window and was ready to wait until dawn. He sat cross legged on the bed.

But his mind was so restless that he soon threw up his legs and lay on the bed with his arms on his head. He could not help thinking about the Confucian scholar again.

If he remembers correctly, Confucian scholars in miaofe Temple used to call the woman the boss's wife. The Confucian scholar appeared here as a shopkeeper. Is that woman the owner's wife of Fengyun Inn? Is that woman the only one who can make the stars shine? It's also possible that over the years, this Confucian scholar has changed his mind to the door

Miao Yi is full of wild ideas. He could have known each other, but he was afraid that the other party would remember his name. At the beginning, he showed his real name in miaofe temple. Now, with the Xingxiu sea anti insurgency Association, he has become famous all over the world. It is very likely that his official identity will be exposed when he meets with each other. He does not know that Confucian scholars and other people have a close relationship with the government As long as you disclose your identity, you may have trouble.

Miao Yi can be said to have a lot of twists and turns. He always thinks it's a little too clever. When he first broke into the desert, he thought about the landlady's gang. He was still looking forward to seeing each other. As a result, he ran into it as soon as he turned around, but he was a little afraid to recognize each other

I've seen the second scholar twisting his head outside the counter Niuer Do you know anyone called Niu Er? It seems to be the first time I've heard of it. " He picked up the jade die and looked at the registered name, "Niu Er, such a simple and easy to remember name can't be forgotten. How does this name feel like a fake name? It's normal for people here to use fake names, eh Fake name False name... "

It can be described as a flash of brain. The Confucian scholar's eyes touched the night outside. Suddenly, he was stunned. His mind returned to a rainy night. In an ancient temple, a young man and a group of zombies fought furiously

"It's him!" As soon as his eyes brightened, he raised his eyebrows and murmured. Suddenly he ran out of the counter and said hello to a waiter, "watch."Three into the rectangular courtyard, across the middle of the rectangular courtyard of two doors, the house is the inn's warehouse and kitchen. The Confucian scholar ran in, and the kitchen was out of fire. He went into the warehouse beside him and saw the chef sitting on the couch with his knees crossed.

"What are you doing here?" The cook on the couch opened his eyes, glanced at them, and closed them again.

The scholar came to his side and whispered, "there's a man you can't think of in the inn."

The cook glanced at him again. "I can't think of more people. What's so strange about it."

"This man is not the same."

"Why is it different? Have you got three heads and six arms? "

"Of course not the same. He held the landlady and touched her chest and buttocks..."

"What?" The cook opened his eyes wide, "who is it? Is the boss back? "

"Don't talk nonsense, or your old man will beat your teeth all over the place when he hears a slap. The boss and the boss's wife haven't got there yet!" The scholar Pooh voice, low voice reminds a way: "immortal country, miaofe temple that boy, remember?"

"He..." "Miao Yi?" the Cook said in surprise

A person who can make an impression must have something impressive, otherwise he can't say his name at a word.

The Confucian scholar nodded, "he has changed his name now, but I'm sure it's him, and he must recognize me..."

Soon, the door of Miao Yi's room was knocked. The cook stood outside and called out, "Sir, your tea."

Lying on the bed, Miao Yi said in a voice, "no more."

The cook outside the door was speechless. He scratched his head and went back with a tray. But after a while, he knocked at the door again, "my guest, your dessert."

On the bed, Miao Yi's head twists with two arms and pillows. Although the ten thousand gold crystal is a little expensive, it's really worth the money. Even if you don't mention the tea in the evening, there are still snacks.

No tea. He was a little curious about what kind of dim sum he gave this evening, the dim sum of Fengyun Inn? Turn over to get out of bed, opened the door, a see cook, immediately and cook big eye stare small eye.

I've seen them all, and I'm quite aware of them. I recognize each other at a glance.

Miao Yi silently made way for the way. The cook put the things in the tray on the table and said with a smile, "you can use it slowly." I turned around and left.

As soon as he went out, someone below opened the door and yelled, "give me a snack, too."

Deng Deng downstairs the cook replied: "very expensive, want to go to the counter to pay first." Just let it go.

With the door closed, Miao Yi turns around the table with his hands on his back. He stares at the steaming bowl of braised pork knuckles on the table, with a pot of wine on the side. It was the first time that I met the braised pork elbow as a snack in the evening. It was really a strange place.

Try it! Miao Yi poured the wine and tasted the chopsticks. He found that the taste was good

On the other side, as soon as the cook got into the kitchen, the Confucian scholar immediately came up and asked, "see? Am I right? "

"It's him!" The cook put down the tray, nodded and said, "some people have been practicing for ten years, but some have been practicing for a hundred years. Some people have been practicing for thousands of years. It can be seen that the progress of this boy's cultivation is good. It has been almost a hundred years in a flash? There is no change, but his temperament is quite calm. It seems that the boy is doing well. I remember that boy is the official person of the immortal kingdom. What are you doing here? "

At this time, a guy came in from outside, looked around, and said with a smile to the Confucian scholar: "shopkeeper, someone wants to taste the snacks of our inn."

The scholar frowned and said, "what kind of snack? Where's the snack from the inn? It's almost dawn. I want to let him have breakfast in the morning. "

The clerk said with a wry smile, "he said that he often came to stay in the inn, and had never tasted the refreshments in the inn. He said that he had just seen a waiter give it to other guests, and he felt that he could not miss it. Now he has taken a lot of money and is waiting at the counter."

The scholar and the cook looked at each other, and they should have understood what was going on.

The Confucian scholar said with a smile to the twitching Cook: "if you open the door of the inn to do business, you can't make money without making money. I'll collect the money, and the price will be high. Open your fire. Tut! It is estimated that in the future, there will be many people who will admire the name of "dim sum." After that, he waved his head scarf and sleeves and went away.

Clouds and sand sea! After daybreak, Miao Yi leaves the room, climbs to the roof, looks around, and finally understands why it is called Liuyun Shahai.

The dry desert land, I do not know where the light clouds hover, coconut trees everywhere, seems to have coconut trees where there are clouds.

Where there are coconut trees, there are also houses, one in the East and one in the West. If you look around, there are scattered and irregular civil buildings around. They are not high. Most of them are bungalows. It is rare to see a two-story high like Fengyun inn.

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