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Chapter 117 Do You Want Some Rabbits?

May [-]st, midsummer.

When the eastern sun rose, Sheng Junqian had already sat on the bench outside the store selling mutton steamed buns on time, put the saber in his hand on the somewhat greasy tabletop, and at the same time shouted: "A bowl of mutton steamed buns , two pancakes, don’t add coriander to the paomo, but chili peppers! A lot of chili peppers.”

He was the first to come here.

And almost every day the first person to come here.

While waiting for the mutton steamed buns to be served, a fluttering pigeon flew in front of Sheng Junqian, each with big eyes and small eyes.

The whole body of the pigeon in front of me is snow white, and its round eyes are as red as pigeon blood. Although it is strange to compare the eyes of a pigeon as red as pigeon blood, the eyes of this pigeon are really red.

It cooed twice in front of Sheng Junqian, and then stretched out its pigeon feet.

A small brass pipe was tied to the foot.

Sheng Junqian sighed, took out a handful of millet from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, then removed the copper pipe, and sprinkled the millet on the ground.

Pigeons happily jumped down to peck at the millet, while Sheng Junqian himself opened the copper pipe and took out the tissue paper inside.

At the top of the top, there are three big characters written on Jianghu list.

Remarks, Jiabang.

Unlike many people, Sheng Junqian looked at the list from the beginning, and he looked directly from the bottom one.

As a result, it happened to be written on it: the hundredth place, Shang Jiuge, the sword fairy in white.

"Liao!"

Sheng Junqian slammed his fist hard on the table in front of him. All four legs of the table were shattered in an instant, the table fell to the ground, and the saber that was placed on it flew out.

The pigeon that was pecking at the millet quickly spread its wings and flew away, and the shopkeeper who was preparing mutton steamed buns for Sheng Junqian also hurried out, and was instantly stunned: "Master, what happened."

Sheng Junqian scratched his head: "Ah, it's okay, that's right."

He looked at the shopkeeper shyly: "May I ask, how much is this table?"

The shopkeeper was really shocked: "No money, no money."

"How can we do it without taking money." Sheng Junqian scratched his head, took out a small ingot of silver from his bosom, about two dollars, and threw it to the shopkeeper.

"keep the change."

Saying this, Sheng Junqian picked up his saber, turned around and walked towards the sun.

"Guest officer, where are you going?" The shopkeeper took the money, which must be enough to pay for this table, and there is still some change.

"Go find Shang Jiuge!" Sheng Junqian said loudly.

"You haven't eaten the steamed mutton yet," said the shopkeeper.

"Don't eat!" Sheng Junqian said.

"Okay." The storekeeper looked at Sheng Junqian's tall and straight back: "This is a person from the Jianghu."

Saying this, he went back to the shop, looked at the mutton buns that were almost ready, thought for a while, and prepared to pour them back into the pot again.

At this moment, he heard the familiar voice again.

"A bowl of steamed mutton, two pancakes, don't add coriander to the steamed buns, but peppers! A lot of peppers."

The shopkeeper looked over and saw that Sheng Junqian, who had just left in the sun, had returned, and put the saber on the greasy table again.

At that moment, the shopkeeper only felt that the way he opened it was a bit wrong.

"That..." The shopkeeper looked at Sheng Junqian.

"What, what, I just remembered that I haven't eaten breakfast yet?" Sheng Junqian said as a matter of course, "The money I gave just now should be enough for the meal besides the table, right?"

"Hurry up, I'm starving!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly went in and brought out the mutton soup and two dead dough cakes. The mutton soup was fragrant and the dead flour cakes were white. into mung bean-sized pieces, then pour into the mutton broth and stir slowly.

He took a deep breath and felt the refreshing fragrance.

"This is life."

"Shang Jiuge, wait until I finish this bowl of steamed buns."

"You wait for me!"

……

……

Xiaohun Inn, people come and go.

The sun made the ground of the bluestone slabs a little hot, and the sweat dripping on the stone surface could only rise a puff of white smoke and then disappear.

At this time, being able to go to the inn to rest and drink a bowl of sour plum soup with ice cubes is nothing more than a comfortable thing.

Therefore, Xiaohun Inn now has a lot of people resting their feet. Most of them only order a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds in the lobby, eating and chatting in the inn, watching the walking of the girl with double ponytails in the white skirt. Like a butterfly wearing a flower, it makes people feel great pleasure.

"Unexpectedly, there are so many outstanding women in this small Xiaohun Inn." Someone said while knocking melon seeds.

"Who makes people ecstasy?" Another person smiled and continued.

But usually it's just flirtatious, no one dares to really tease that girl named Duanwu, because everyone heard that the proprietress of this inn is not easy to mess with, and the other waiter is not easy to mess with.

At this moment, a clear female voice came from the door of the inn.

"Excuse me." Her voice sounded at the door, and soon spread to the entire lobby.

"Do you want a rabbit here?"

Everyone looked towards the door and saw a white-clothed girl with short black hair, stepping on wooden clogs, and carrying a long stick with a bunch of fat gray hares with knotted ears hanging on the stick.

Her eyes were as black as lacquer, but her skin was white and translucent. She stood at the door, looked at everyone and said.

Then I saw the waiter's waiter directly blocking the door: "Go in the past, we don't accept rabbits here, you can go to another inn and ask."

Shang Jiuge looked at the young man in soap clothes and black eyes, and turned his head: "Have I seen you before?"

"Anyway, I haven't seen you, and we don't accept rabbits here!" Fang Bie said without hesitation, and skillfully took out a dozen or so coins from his arms, like sending a beggar: "Take it and buy some candy to eat." Well, goodbye, don't come back again."

Shang Jiuge didn't take any other copper coins from Fang: "I want a bowl of sour plum soup, a little salt and condiments. If there is flint to sell to me, that would be great. It hurts my hands when rubbing wood."

Fang Bie even heard a hint of tenderness from Shang Jiuge's words.

But will Fang Bie be the kind of person who pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

"We only accept guests, but if you don't have money, you are not a guest." Fang Bie said firmly.

"I have a rabbit." Shang Jiuge took down a rabbit and put it in front of Fang Bie: "It's delicious."

"Tutu is so cute that you actually eat it! Don't you want to be so cruel!" Fang Bie shook his head and said, "Besides, do you know that you will get sick from eating wild game? How dare you eat wild game!"

Shang Jiuge was a little dazed by Fang Bie's training.

"But it's really delicious." Shang Jiuge said seriously.

At this moment, someone in the lobby asked, "Can I see your rabbit?"

(End of this chapter)