Sword of Coming

The small house hidden in the back alleys is full of big wine jars. She doesn't have enough capital. Chen Pingan actually has ten grain rain money for her private house, but she can't be so stupid and take out one grain rain money to buy things. It's easy to raise the price to death, so I asked Ning Yao for a bunch of scattered snowflake money, and I went to the restaurants and shops that could buy cheap and bad wine, and I went to Chen Pingan and Die Zhang. The sales in the streets and alleys of the city will not be very good. This is the weirdness of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Jianxiu who can afford alcohol is not willing to drink these, unless it is a drunkard sword who owes too much credit and cannot pay off the alcohol debt for the time being. Xiu, he only drank these while pinching his nose, and the price of the real Xianjia wine in restaurants, big and small, is like flying swords, far higher than the inverted mountain across the door, sword immortals will feel pain, and now drinking inverted mountain The entry and exit of the Jianqi Great Wall are strictly controlled, and the days are getting more and more difficult.

Chen Pingan bent down to uncover a wine jar, and the wine worm was soaking in it, swimming like a small fish, drunk and enjoying it very much.

Each vat of wine needs to be soaked in wine bugs for three days before it can be regarded as mellow wine. There are a few bamboo leaves and a bamboo branch in it. Chen Ping's final word is Zhuhaidongtian wine, also known as Qingshenshan wine.

Dazhang, who was used to making conscientious money, was stunned in shock.

At that time, Chen Pingan made a lot of words, saying that these bamboo leaves and branches of his were really produced in the bamboo sea and cave. As for whether they came from Qingshen Mountain, I can ask when I have a chance. The "alias" will not be mentioned.

In addition to preparing to open a wine shop to sell wine to make money.

Every day in Ning Mansion, Chen Pingan still practiced Qi for six hours, and occasionally it would last for seven or eight hours.

Ning Yao gave up the pavilion of Zhanlongya, and practiced his sword more on the martial arts arena in Jiezi Xiaotiandi.

When Chen Ping was resting, he squatted at the foot of the hill with the sword fairy, concentrating on sharpening the edge of the sword.

Occasionally Fatty Yan, Dong Heitan, and the others would come here to sit for a while, Fatty Yan seized the opportunity, and made sure to let Chen Pingan observe his crazy boxing skills, and asked if he was a martial arts prodigy who was delayed by sword training, Chen Pingan Of course he nodded and said yes, every time he uttered the words and reasons, they didn’t repeat the same, Chen Sanqiu felt that it was more unbearable than Fatty Yan’s boxing skills, even Dong Heitan couldn’t stand it once , Looking at the disgusting Fatty Yan in the martial arts arena, he asked Chen Pingan, are you telling the truth? Could it be that Yan Zhuo is really a martial arts genius? Chen Ping smiled and said of course not, Dong Heitan felt better now, after hearing this, Chen Sanqiu let out a long sigh, covered his forehead, and lay down on the bench.

During this period, almost every day, a little girl with sleeves full of pastries came to the gate of Ning Mansion clamoring to learn from a teacher.

Once, Ning Yao dragged her into the gate of the house and gave her a good beating. After a day of rest, she never thought that the little girl would come again after only one day. But this time she learned how to be smart. She ran away when she yelled, and she could fly in one day. She ran back and forth several times, but she had nothing to do anyway. Then he blocked the way for Ning Yao, pulled his ears into the house, let the little girl admire Fatty Yan who was boxing in the martial arts arena, and said that this is the boxing method taught by Chen Pingan, do you still want to learn it?

The little girl had tears in her eyes and trembling lips, saying that even so, she still had to learn boxing.

The little girl wiped her tears silently, choked up and said that this is the truth that her mother said, and one can be a master only through suffering.

Ning Yao had nothing to do, so he asked Chen Pingan to do it himself. At that time, Chen Pingan was discussing a top priority with Nalan Bai and Grandpa Nalan. In the end, I saw the little girl who wanted to bow her head as soon as she saw him.

She was no stranger to this, the little girl was the one who bluffed the most among the four fights on the street, it was hard for him not to pay attention.

Chen Pingan couldn't help a little girl casually, so he quickly moved away and said helplessly, "Don't kowtow, what's your name?"

The little girl got up quickly and said loudly: "Guo Zhujiu!"

Chen Pingan nodded, raised his left hand, counted with his fingers, and sighed, "Unfortunately, the names don't match, so I can't accept you as a disciple for the time being, I'll talk about it later."

Guo Zhujiu said sincerely: "Master, then I go back and ask my parents to change my name? I also think this name is not good, and I have endured it for many years."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No, I accept the apprentice to see the fate. For the first time, I will look at the name first. If it fails, it will take another three years. For the second time, I will not look at the name to look at the time. You will still have a chance."

Guo Zhujiu was very annoyed, stomped his feet heavily, and ran away, yelling to look through the almanac, to choose for himself the auspicious day in three years' time.

Yan Zhuo and Chen Sanqiu stood aside blankly, the eyes of both parties almost popped out.

Guo Zhujiu is a little weirdo, he can't figure it out since he was a child, if he is stupid, he is definitely not counted, he is an excellent innate sword embryo, he is praised by the Guo family as the pillar of the future, he is smart, let alone bad, the little girl made a lot of jokes, It is simply the pistachio on Chen Sanqiu's street. When I was young, I liked to run around in a quilt, door to door, never through the door, just wandering on the roof and wall. If it wasn’t for being beaten by Dong Bu a lot, I finally got a little memory, otherwise I guess it’s time Still the same, there are rumors that Lord Yinguan actually picked two candidates, besides Pang Yuanji, it was Guo Zhujiu.

Chen Pingan obviously couldn't believe it, "Is this possible?"

Chen Sanqiu smiled wryly: "Whether it will be successful or not depends on whether Guo Zhujiu will come tomorrow."

Chen Ping looked at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao said, "It's hard to say."

Chen Pingan didn't think too much, and continued to discuss matters with the two seniors.

As for the elder sword fairy's visit to Yao's house to propose marriage as a matchmaker, of course Chen Pingan would not urge him.

Inside Chen Ping'an's wing, Nanny Bai asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's that little girl, Guo Zhujiu, who wants to learn art from a teacher, so I fooled it."

Nalan Yexing joked: "It's not bad to have an extra named disciple for nothing."

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled wryly, "Such a big matter should not be trifled with."

Mother Bai said: "The Guo family and our Ning Mansion are family friends, and they have never been broken."

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, and looked at Nanny Bai with a look of inquiry.

Bai Nanny nodded and said: "It's the only one. After the master passed away, the whole Guo family came to Ning Mansion to pay homage. Later, the head of the Guo family confronted the Qi family's sword fairy face-to-face. Our young lady will not drag her into the house twice if she is messing around like this. But the matter of accepting apprentices really doesn't need to be taken too seriously."

Chen Pingan said in a deep voice, "I'll think about the matter of Guo Zhujiu seriously."

Nalan Yexing smiled and said: "Don't worry about these things, let's talk about Mr. Chen's fourth natal object. Together with the Changsheng Bridge, Mr. Chen will truly understand what it means to cultivate the Tao. After that, you will not be an innate sword embryo, You can also become a sword cultivator by force. Don't underestimate the word "reluctantly". As a Qi trainer, whether you are a sword cultivator or not is the biggest difference. For the reason, Mr. Chen can ask the boss Jian in private Immortal."

One morning, Jianqi Great Wall newly opened a shabby wine shop, and the shopkeeper was the young one-armed woman Jianxiu.

Standing beside him was the young man in green shirt. After setting off a bunch of extremely noisy firecrackers with his own hands, he smiled brightly and clasped his fists in all directions.

If Diezhang hadn't been the manager of the wine shop in name, there would be no turning back. She had already spent all her capital, and she really wanted to stay in the shop, as if the wine shop had nothing to do with her.

Tables and stools were placed in front of the two of them.

Ning Yao and Yan Zhuo hid in a shop full of large and small wine jars and jugs. Rao Yan Fatty with a thick skin, Dong Heitan who doesn't know what a face is, they are all real at the moment. Go out without a face.

On the main street, the street surface has just been refurbished and leveled, and the shopkeepers of the big and small restaurants are standing at their respective doors, cursing.

Because there was a couplet hanging outside the door of that small dilapidated shop, which was said to have been written by the young warrior himself.

The sword fairy has a three-foot sword, looking around at a loss, where is the opponent, and the hero is lonely.

Two taels of wine in the cup, together with you, sells the eternal sorrows, and you will rest when you are drunk, money is nothing.

Good guy, good you pure martial artist Chen Pingan, please show some shame to you, a foreigner!

This is nothing, I heard that the small shop still sells drinks that have something to do with the Tianqing Mountain in Zhuhai Cave!

What is money?

If it's really nothing, what kind of fucking shop do you make money from?

On both sides of the street, whistles rang out.

After all, Diezhang is thin-skinned, sweat is already oozing from his forehead, and his face is tense, trying not to show his timidity, but he can't help but ask softly: "Chen Pingan, can we really sell half a jug of wine?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Even if no one is really cheering, if you follow my established regulations, you will still have nothing to worry about, and you will not worry about making money. Before that, it would be better if someone came to buy wine. Early in the morning, there are fewer customers , is also normal."

After a stick of incense, still no guests came to the door, and the anxiety became more and more worrying.

Chen Ping opened his voice and shouted: "Open the door for a jar of wine, 50% off! This is the only jar, first come, first served."

Then someone actually came.

Die Zhang wondered: "Is he also the person you invited?"

Chen Pingan was also a little surprised, shook his head and said, "Of course not."

It was Pang Yuanji who came.

Sitting on a bench, he smiled and said, "Get the cheapest one, don't forget to get another 50% off."

Chen Pingan turned his head to look at the stunned stacked peaks, and said with a soft smile, "Why are you staring blankly, the shopkeeper brings the wine to the table in person."

Diezhang hurriedly took a jar of "Zhuhaidongtian wine" and a large white bowl, put them on the table in front of Pang Yuanji, helped to remove the mud seal of the wine jar, and poured a bowl of wine for Pang Yuanji. Feeling uneasy about her conscience, she forced a smile on her face and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Drink slowly, guest officer."

Then Chen Ping took an extra wine bowl by himself, sat at Pang Yuanji's table, picked up the wine jar and poured a bowl of wine, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuanji, thank you for your support, I must offer you a bowl. According to the capacity of the prime minister, Brother Yuan Ji, the Sword Immortal has not escaped, so I will drink it first as a respect!"

Looking at the overlapping peaks, I can't wait to dig a hole in the ground, how can there be a wine seller who drinks from his customers?

Pang Yuanji waited for Chen Pingan to drink, and actually poured another bowl of wine for Chen Pingan, but it was not full, just a small jar of wine, how many bowls can he drink? Thanks to the small white bowls carefully selected by this store, it seems that the wine is full of water.

Pang Yuanji regretted coming here to sit here. It’s okay to say that the business will be deserted in the future. If there are more people drinking, he will have to scold him to death. Holding the wine bowl, he lowered his head and sniffed. It's better than medium, but this jar of wine only sells for a snowflake, isn't the price too low? With such a taste, in other restaurants in Jianqi Great Wall, it should start with a few snowflakes. Pang Yuanji only knows one thing, not to mention his own Jianqi Great Wall, there is no wine seller who loses money in the world.

Chen Ping'an and Pang Yuanji bumped into each other's wine bowls, and each drank it down in one gulp.

Then Chen Pingan went to bring out a jug of wine, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "It's half price, two jars of wine, I only charge Brother Yuan Ji for a snowflake."

Pang Yuanji drank the wine in the bowl, and the taste of the wine was okay, so he endured it.

After drinking a jar of wine, Pang Yuanji picked up the jar of wine that was about to be "helped" by Chen Pingan to open the mud-sealed wine, took a piece of snowflake money, got up and left, saying that he would come again next time.

Die Zhang wiped her forehead, and took the snowflake money from Chen Ping'an, with a bright smile on her face.

Then about half an hour later, when Diezhang began to worry about the shop "Qian Cheng" again, he finally saw a customer coming to the ground floating in the wind, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Chen Ping'an.

After she found out that Chen Pingan said "it was an accident", she was a little nervous?

The person who came was Wei Jin, the Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple who also came from Aquarius Island like Chen Pingan.

Wei Jin ordered a jug of the most expensive wine, five snowflakes for a small jug, with a bamboo leaf in the jug.

Wei Jin was not in a hurry to drink, and asked with a smile, "Is she okay?"

Chen Pingan was sitting on pins and needles, and he couldn't pretend to be stupid. After all, the other party was Wei Jin, so he had to smile wryly: "She should be considered very good, and now she has become the master of a sect, but I was almost killed by her in Ghost Domain Valley."

Are you Wei Jin messing things up?

Chen Pingan didn't hide anything from Ningyao's side about the earliest female crown of Shengao Sect and later Qingliang Sect's patriarch He Xiaoliang, and explained everything about the cause and effect.

Fortunately, Ning Yao didn't show any anger about this, only said that He Xiaoliang was a bit too much, and if there is a chance in the future, he will meet her for a while.

But Wei Jin chose which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted today, Chen Pingan still felt a little chills down his spine, always feeling that there was a strong sword spirit in the shop.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Wei Jin asked again: "Does she really like you?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Wei Jin nodded, poured another bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper is busy on his own, there is no need to greet the guests."

In the end, Wei Jin sat there alone, drinking slowly, but did not stop.

Most infatuated men in the world like to drink the heart-broken wine, and the one who really cuts the heart with a knife will always be the sweetheart who is not on the side of the wine bowl.

Chen Ping'an squatted by the door, with his back to the shop, he couldn't smile even though he was earning a lot of money, instead he was very sad.

Because when Wei Jin drank the third bowl of wine, he took a piece of Xiaoshu money, and said that he would deduct it from the Xiaoshu money when he drank in the future.

Fatty Yan and Chen Sanqiu were very knowledgeable and didn't say a word.

But Dong Heitan, who was in a daze, said stupidly, "I think there is a story here".

Chen Pingan finally understood why Fatty Yan and Chen Sanqiu were sometimes so afraid of Dong Heitan speaking, and every word and every flying sword would really stab someone to death.

Before Wei Jin got up and left, Chen Pingan got up as soon as he was granted an amnesty.

It turned out that the little girl Guo Zhujiu dragged several of her peers and came over to join her.

Guo Zhujiu got straight to the point, and directly said to Chen Pingan that there is no silver three hundred taels here, respectfully called Chen Pingan "Master three years later", and continued: "My friends and I just found out that this place is open. The wine shop, I just want to come here to buy some drinks, and go back to honor my parents and elders! Three years later, Master, I really don’t have to drag them here!”

Then Guo Zhujiu gave them a wink.

Those little girls who had been knocked on the door by Guo Zhujiu in the middle of the night yesterday to remind them not to forget this matter were all listless. They gave money to buy wine, held them obediently, and waited for Guo Zhujiu to give orders.

They really don't care about earning those three snowflakes from Guo Zhujiu.

This bothered Guo Zhujiu for many days.

Someone wanted to give Guo Zhujiu six snowflakes directly, but she didn't accept it, insisting that she wanted to collect the head.

In the end, Guo Zhujiu also paid for three snowflakes, bought a pot of wine, and explained: "Three years later, Master, they all paid for it themselves!"

Chen Pingan said solemnly: "I'll do the math, and it will be halved in three years. After one and a half years, I can see if it's suitable for me to accept apprentices."

Guo Zhujiu held the jug in one hand and clenched his fist in the other. He waved it vigorously and said happily, "Today is indeed an auspicious day to buy wine! I really didn't memorize that old almanac for nothing!"

With Pang Yuanji and Wei Jin, and these little girls joined in one after another.

The wine shop has a business.

Looking at the posture, it is not difficult to protect capital.

This was enough to make Zhang Zhang overjoyed.

Overlapping peaks gradually became busy.

As for selling wine, it was agreed in advance, and he had to put in more effort on his own. It was impossible for Chen Pingan to keep an eye on this place every day.

The inexplicable Dong Heitan has already been taken away by Chen Sanqiu and Fatty Yan.

Ning Yao leaned against the counter inside the shop, ate melon seeds, and looked at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan asked tentatively, "Aren't you angry?"

Ning Yao said, "How is that possible."

Chen Ping said with a mournful face: "How could it be possible not to be angry, or how could it be possible not to be angry."

Ning Yao blinked, "Guess."

Chen Pingan sighed, "I'll open a pot of wine myself, and put it in the account."

Ning Yao suddenly laughed and said, "What is He Xiaoliang, worthy of my anger?"

Standing in front of her, Chen Pingan asked softly, "After knowing why I lost three games to Cao Ci, aren't you depressed at all?"

Ning Yao asked, "Why?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Because Ning Yao is too lazy to remember who Cao Ci is."

Then Chen Pingan also leaned against the counter and looked at the wine table guests outside, "After seeing you, the poor kid who grew up in Mud Bottle Lane has never been short of money."

Ning Yao watched his smiling face less and less hidden, she stopped eating melon seeds, and asked, "Are you making fun of me for my lack of heart?"

Chen Ping immediately put away his smiling face, and then immediately realized that he was no smarter than the little girl, and he also had no silver three hundred taels here.

It's just that Ning Yao handed over his palm, and Chen Ping grabbed some melon seeds.

Ning Yao ate melon seeds and said, "I'm not angry if such and such a woman likes you."

Pausing for a moment, Ning Yao said: "But if one day you like a woman other than me, I will be very sad. If there is such a day, you don't have to say sorry to me, let alone come to see me, tell me this kind of thing in person. things, I don't want to hear."

Chen Pingan reached out to hold Ning Yao's head, and shook it slightly, "Don't think about it. It may be difficult for me to become a person with a high level of cultivation in this life. There is always a mountain as high as a mountain. I can only work hard and work hard to complete it step by step. Agreed, but Chen Pingan must be the person who likes Ning Yao the most in the world, so there is no need to work hard on this matter."

The liquor store business is getting better and better.

That Chen Ping'an became the hands-off shopkeeper instead.

Every time I go to the shop, I actually chat more with those little kids, and borrow the little book with the children while holding the small bench.

Occasionally, Chen Pingan would also teach them how to read.

Later, that young man in green shirt, full of food and not earning money, set aside a Ningfu dragon-slaying platform to seize the opportunity, quickly tempered his spiritual energy, and ran to the streets and alleys to build monuments, I collected a large stack of papers, and then I often sat under the sun, telling a group of children stories about mountains, rivers, ghosts and ghosts, and became a storyteller.

Later, some children asked about characters they didn’t understand, and the young man took out a bamboo branch and wrote and drew on the ground. He just shook his head with a smile, and after teaching the characters, he talked about all kinds of strange things in the world in his hometown, and what he had seen and heard about the mountains and rivers.

One day, a young man in a green shirt with a jade hairpin on his head, basking in the warm sunshine of a foreign land, taught some characters and told some stories. He put a bamboo branch across his knees and recited softly: Rusty."

Seeing the man stop, a child asked curiously, "And then? Is there any more?"

The man put his hands on his knees, looked ahead, and said slowly: "At the time of the sting, the heaven and the earth grow, and all things begin to prosper. Lying at night and walking early, walking broadly in the courtyard, a gentleman walks slowly, so as to make aspirations..."

None of the children surrounding that bench and that person could understand what the content was talking about, but they were willing to quietly listen to the person reciting it softly.

In the remote streets and alleys of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it seems that there is an extra elementary school with no real master and no real children.

Autumn goes and winter comes, and the time is long.

If he hadn't raised his head, he would have been able to see the outline of the Sword Qi Great Wall in the distance. Chen Pingan would have mistakenly thought that he was in the blessed land of white paper, or that he had drunk the Wangyou wine from the blessed land of Huangliang.

Even though Chen Ping'an practiced diligently and never slack off every day, he could even be said to be very busy, but Chen Ping'an still felt that this would not be a problem, so he asked Nanny Bai to help him punch, never thinking that Nanny Bai would not give in At most, it was to teach the future son-in-law some boxing moves. Chen Pingan had no choice but to call Grandpa Nalan to the martial arts field in the mustard world to get acquainted with the killing power of a sword cultivator in the Jade Realm. With this "assassin" who fell from the fairyland, he roughly learned the method of concealment and stealth, and many subtle methods involved in the fundamentals of practice. "Close during the day is like walking at night", you must be a swordsman, which makes Chen Ping a little regretful.