Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Two days later.

Gu Panxia, ​​Zhi'er, and the old man got on the carriage heading to the inner realm.

Listening to the old man humming an unknown tune while driving, Gu Panxia's desire to return home was somewhat relieved.

The carriage bumped along the bumpy dirt road, and Gu Panxia and Zhier in the carriage were jolted so hard that they almost vomited in the carriage.

But the old man was still humming a tune happily. For a long time, he said with a little emotion: "I have been away from the inner domain for a few months. I don't know how well that guy Hu Er has managed my little tavern."

A small tavern?

Gu Panxia, ​​who had just sat up straight, felt that the name sounded familiar when he first heard it, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

She frowned slightly. She had always remembered something, so why could she suddenly not remember it?

She shook her head and decided not to think about it any more.

"Girl, which city in the inner domain are you from?"

The old man's voice came from outside the carriage. Gu Panxia thought for a while and said casually: "Mo City."

"Oh, it just so happens that my little tavern is in Mo City."

The old man paused and then said: "When I left some time ago, the inner realm was still very turbulent. However, I heard that it has calmed down recently. The people of the city guarding family are quite capable. I thought that the inner realm would become a As for Zhao Han's world, I didn't expect that this world would still belong to the city-guarding family after all.

I remember that at that time, the patriarch of the Shoucheng family went to the small tavern to ask me for help in dealing with the Ten Thousand Poison Valley. At that time, I thought that my strength was equal to that of Mr. Hong, so that was it. Mr. Hong also had There is a junior brother, I think his name is Mr. Bi. It is said that his strength is still higher than that of Mr. Hong. Even if I want to help, I am unable to intervene. In the end, I can only refuse cruelly. "

After listening to the old man's words, Gu Panxia finally remembered why she felt that "Xiao Xian Tavern" was familiar to her. Wasn't that the old man's tavern?

"Senior, could it be that you are the Jiu Lao?"

When the old man heard this, he was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Girl, you also know me?"

Gu Panxia chuckled. She never expected that the spiritual master she wanted to make friends with would eventually become her savior.

"I have been to Xiaoxian Tavern for a drink. The sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed there tastes very good, and the braised beef is also delicious!"

After hearing this, the old man burst into laughter and said, "It turns out that the girl has drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by me. I don't know that you, a delicate and frail little girl, can actually drink alcohol."

Gu Panxia chuckled and said: "I can not only drink wine, I can also make wine. The taste is better than your Osmanthus Brew. Tomorrow, I will bring you a few jars of Peach Blossom Brew to try."

After hearing this, Mr. Jiu suddenly became interested, "Is it really better than my sweet-scented osmanthus brew?"

He laughed loudly and said: "Girl, don't talk too much. If the wine you brew is not as good as my wine, I will not obey you.

You know, my wine is made from ice fruits collected from the bottom of Wuyuan Cliff and some spiritual herbs. In Qingxuan Continent, my wine claims to be the second best, and no one dares to claim to be the first! "

Gu Panxia replied with a faint smile: "It will definitely not be worse than yours, just wait."

She still didn't believe that the peach blossoms grown in her space, coupled with the spiritual spring, would be worse than his sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Sister, can you also make wine?"

Zhi'er opened her round eyes and stared at her.

Gu Panxia reached out and rubbed her little head, and said with a smile: "That's natural. The fruit wine made by my sister is very delicious, and children can drink it. When we return to the inner realm, I will give some to Zhi'er to drink."

Zhi'er is now ninety years old, but she looks like a nine-year-old girl from Wuming Continent, and has a very innocent and lively temperament. I heard from Jiu Lao that Zhi'er was originally a beggar, and when he saw that the child fell in love with him, he turned to Zhi'er. People bring them back to raise them.