a tavern

"Haha... yes..." It happened so suddenly that people were not prepared at all. Wen Cheng suddenly didn't know how to explain it, and his big, agile eyes rolled around.

Finally, he patted his legs, touched his head, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I remembered, I picked this up on the road when I went to the countryside once, hehe, look at my memory!"

"Huh?" Wen Yi rolled his eyes at her, with a hint of coercion in his tone, and a little sharp eyes.Wen Cheng's intentional cover-up made her a little uncomfortable.

I really can't blame Wen Yi for being suspicious, the candle is flickering, the room is a bit dark, but at such a close distance, with such rich expressions.Besides, this nonsense is too obvious, the story is unreliable, the reason is too casual, and the smile is a bit fake.With two eyes, Wen Yi could see her through.

"This sword is yours!" Wen Cheng closed his eyes, and could only tell the truth, the deception of Wen Yi made her feel guilty.

What's more, she had made up her mind a long time ago that once Wen Yi asked about it, she would never hide it.Things and problems cannot be solved by deception.If one day she regains her memory and wants to return to her previous life, she will not stop her.Even though, as time went by, her thoughts began to waver and she became reluctant.

"You brought this when you came. I was afraid that you would see it, so I hid it behind the bookshelf. I didn't expect..." Holding the back of the chair, Wen Cheng smiled slightly, with a bit of bitterness, and frowned slightly.Everything is fate, and it is not in the slightest.

"噗!" Wen Yi pulled out the sword skillfully, the unusually familiar feeling made her flustered.The pattern of the sword body is finely chiseled, the pattern is clear, and the appearance is exquisite.As soon as you pull it out, the blade is like autumn frost, the cold air is overwhelming, and it makes a clank.

Even Wen Cheng can tell that this is a good sword, and it is definitely not an ordinary person who can own such a good sword.Whether it is a knight-errant or a great sect, after all, she is too far away from an ordinary commoner like her.

She was a little dejected: Will Ah Yi just leave, relying on this sword to find clues about her life experience?

"you……"

"I……"

The two spoke in unison, and after finishing speaking, they were silent again, just staring at each other... In the end, it was Wen Yi who spoke first: "I've decided, let's pawn this sword!"

"Oh...ah?" Regarding Wen Yi's thoughts, Wen Cheng has two assumptions: one is to pretend that nothing happened and continue to live peacefully and beautifully.The second is to leave with apology, find a way, and find your past.No matter what, Wen Cheng will support it.Even if it is, the two mentalities are very different.

But this reaction was so unexpected that he could only be surprised and stunned.

"Anyway, it's useless to keep this sword. The shop is still short of money, which just solves our urgent need." Wen Yi's tone was relaxed, as if he had no nostalgia for the past.While putting away the sword, put it on the table.

"But..." Wen Cheng opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. She saw the undoubted look in Wen Yi's eyes: she wanted to make a clean break with the past.

With a sword wound all over, struggling to survive, without even thinking about it, the pictures of love and hatred, swords and swords, life and death can be imagined.

She doesn't know the past, and she doesn't want to know the past. Confusion is a blessing.Whether it is getting used to the peaceful present, or resisting the unknown past.Wen Yi doesn't want to have anything to do with the past anymore, maybe her memory will come back, and she might go back because of something she has to do, but now, she completely resists.

That kind of life is also too far away from her now.

Wen Cheng couldn't bear her to go back and live that kind of life, a life of beatings and killings and precarity.

"I think this sword is not bad, it should be worth a hundred and eighty taels, right?!" Seeing Wen Yi looking at the sword with a slightly sad look, Wen Cheng deliberately pretended not to care, and made a fuss.

Comparing your heart to your heart, whether it is good or bad, how many people in the world can truly completely cut off the past and erase the traces of their own existence.Wen Yi lost her memory and had to pawn off her only connection with the past, so it was inevitable that she would feel a little bit reluctant.

"It's too cold, let's go back to the room!" In fact, she was not cold. Thinking about it now, it might be the benefits of practicing martial arts to strengthen her body. She was worried that Wen Cheng would get cold...

"Deadly?" The voice from behind the tall pawn shop counter could not hear the emotion.

"Damn it!" Without thinking, Wen Yi already had a calculation in his heart.

"A sword with dragon and phoenix frost pattern, 1000 taels of silver!" The pawnshop sang to Feng, so that the ticket office could record it.

"Wh...what?" Wen Cheng's mouth seemed to open wide again. She only knew that jewelry and jade were valuable, but she didn't know that a sword could be so expensive. It was purely rare.The price of a slightly more expensive sword starts at a minimum of one thousand taels.Moreover, this sword, the pawnshop gave one thousand, it was worth at least two thousand.

Wen Yi ignored her, and did not bargain with Chao Feng, nodded, took the pawn ticket and bank note, walked lightly, and left the pawn shop without looking back.

"Hey...hey...you wait for me!" Wen Cheng trotted all the way, chasing Wen Yi, finally reached the front, grabbed it, panting: "Why are you running so fast?"

"Eat!" Wen Yi stopped, answered as a matter of course, and pointed to the plaque on his finger.

Wen Cheng didn't pay attention just now, he was too busy chasing people, when he raised his head, under the sunlight, there were three big characters "Zuiyinglou" shining in golden light.

"What a prodigal girl! Tsk tsk!" Wen Cheng felt distressed, staring at Wen Yi, shaking his head, with a look of hatred for iron.

Fearing that the people in the pawn shop in Jiuxing Town would not know the goods, the two of them rushed to Yiling City to pawn things. It was almost noon, and it was normal to have a meal, but was it necessary to come to such an expensive place to eat?

It's not that he is reluctant to part with the money, Wen Cheng thinks so.Everything should be done according to one's ability. It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Ke Wenyi insisted, so he had no choice but to agree.

The two found a random seat on the first floor and ordered three dishes and one soup. After asking, the price was more than ten dishes and one soup in her shop.But I have to admit that not to mention the taste and texture of this dish, the environment of the restaurant, and the name of this dish, it is more than twice as good.

"Why do you wish to be lovebirds in the sky?" Seeing that the dishes served were not poetic or picturesque at all, Wen Cheng was a little annoyed: "Isn't it just a pair of roasted pigeons?"

There are three more: Yancao is like Bisi, which is actually stir-fried three silk; Qin Sang's low green branches are actually shredded beef with green peppers;

"But this is the way of business, isn't it?" Wen Yi said lightly, and by the way, picked up a "big" chopstick "green grass as green as silk" and put it in the opponent's bowl, blocking Wen Cheng's dissatisfaction.

This kind of dish name can not only interest diners, but also make some people who like arty look differently.Since Wencheng's wish is to make Fugui Restaurant more popular and popular, it is necessary to cater to the psychology of diners.Wen Cheng knows everything, and he knows everything. He knows the purpose of Wen Yi's decision on "Zui Ying Lou" today.

This younger sister is really not an ordinary person, Wen Cheng looked at Wen Yi approvingly...

"But I really don't like to eat shiitake mushrooms!" Came back to his senses, looking at one of the "three shreds" "shiitake mushroom shreds" that came out of the bowl, with a bitter look on his face.

Of course I know that you don't like food, but it's fine if you don't understand your own good intentions. If you dare to call me a prodigal girl, you should be punished a little.Wen Yi's face was calm and calm: "Are you going to waste it?" As he said, he put down his chopsticks and pointed lightly at the wooden board hanging on the wall behind the counter in the restaurant, on which the prices of each dish were clearly listed.

In this way, while eating, Wen Cheng carefully wrote down the structure of Zuiyinglou, as a basis for the expansion of his own restaurant in the future.Except for the nasty shiitake mushrooms, I enjoyed a delicious meal...

"Hey, put it away!" After the meal, the two of them sat down for a rest, and Wen Yi took out two "slips of paper": "If you are polite to me, you will treat me as an outsider." This is to raise money for the store. When.

"No, no, how can I? I'll take you as my wife!" Wen Cheng was proud of himself for a while, and felt a little poor.In her eyes, Wen Yi and her are indistinguishable from each other, they are as close as sisters, so there is really no need to be courteous to her.I took it directly and put it away.My heart is determined: I don't have to worry about it now. In addition to buying the shop, it is more than enough to renovate and decorate.

Wencheng is immersed in his own decision and calculation, with nothing in mind.So she didn't pay attention to the flashing red cloud on Wen Yi's demure and beautiful face...

Food and grass have been fixed, and there is no rush, the two of them discussed it, wanting to make up for the regrets of last time, to visit Yiling City, today coincides with the market.

Walking in the bustling Yiling City, Wen Yi recalled something on a whim: "Last time I came here, you almost became someone's concubine!" I don't know if she was joking or just talking about something.

In short, Wen Cheng couldn't hold back his face, he looked around and said, "Keep your voice down, isn't that a misunderstanding!"

"Let's go, let's go there!" I don't know if I just saw something interesting or wanted to change the subject, but she just grabbed Wen Yi and rushed towards the most crowded place.

When I got closer, I realized that it turned out to be a group of people playing tricks, sucking bowls in their dantians, pulling carts with their ears, and bumping their heads against stone monuments... One after another, their unique skills dazzled people and made them applaud.

Because of the crowd, Wen Cheng consciously put Wen Yi in his arms to protect her. Who called her an older sister, and Wen Yi a younger sister?There is still some pride in my heart: "I have to take care of my sister, don't I?"

Wen Cheng is half a head taller than Wen Yi, but much shorter than many tall men, and they didn't squeeze into the inner circle. In order to see better, they had to step up their feet occasionally, tilt their heads, jump down, or something. of.

She watched it with gusto, but this up and down jump made Wen Yi unable to watch the performance at all.

The warm breath of the person behind him hit his ears softly from time to time, and he still rubbed his body back and forth.Gradually, Wen Yi felt that the surrounding air seemed to be a little dry/hot...