Tian Yuan

The peaceful life lasted for more than a year, but business has been getting worse in recent days.

It was not due to any internal reasons of Miaofu Inn, but rather to the turmoil in the dynasty and instability in various places.

The town has been controlled by the army and no one is allowed to enter or leave.

Under such circumstances, the caravans could not pass through, and the people in the city were in a panic. No one would come out to drink and eat.

Business was so slow that the innkeeper no longer stayed behind the scenes. He came forward and proposed to lay off some of the long-term workers to save costs.

However, as soon as this proposal was made, it was rejected by Miss Miao: "Dad, I am the boss now, you don't have the final say."

"You damn girl, the current situation is turbulent and business is bleak. No one knows how long it will last. You have to save money. It won't be too late to hire more people when things stabilize."

What the boss said makes sense.

However, Ms. Miao still insisted on her decision: "Because we have encountered difficulties, we must get through it together. At this critical juncture, we must not do anything that goes against our conscience."

"Master, Miss. We don't want wages, just one meal a day. If anyone dares to come and cause trouble, we will definitely guard the inn, even at the cost of our lives."

Everyone had already regarded Miaofu Inn as their home and were reluctant to leave. Besides, staying here was better than living on the streets.

"Fine!"

Looking at his daughter's determined eyes, the boss had no choice but to agree.

Indeed, if most of the workers were laid off and there were troublemakers, it would be troublesome.

Even if they don't get paid, it's really worrying to feed so many mouths.

The city has been closed for two months and there is basically no business.

During this time, Miss Miao moved the tables and chairs in the hall to both sides and practiced swordplay, which made everyone cheer.

I have nothing to do, so I kill time.

In addition, Miss Miao herself likes martial arts and does not like music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The world is becoming more and more chaotic, so it’s better to learn some martial arts to protect yourself.

"Pick up your weapons and practice."

The dynasty is in turmoil, the prince is planning a rebellion, and the war could spread to this area at any time. Once the city is broken, you can only rely on yourself.

Miss Miao had someone clean up the utility room and move out the swords, guns and sticks. She had to do something every day and not waste time.

Under Miss Miao's command, a dozen young and strong men picked a weapon that was more handy and started practicing.

The manager of the backyard used to be a wanderer, and he knows a little bit of martial arts, so he is more than capable of giving instructions to everyone.

Chen Qingyuan picked up a rusty sword at random and swung it around randomly with everyone else, without any plan.

"Xiao Liuzi, can you use a little more strength? It's so soft that I'm afraid you can't even cut a piece of tofu."

Miss Miao immediately stared at Chen Qingyuan, who was standing at the back, and called him by name.

"Oh." Chen Qingyuan used a little strength and waved it around randomly.

Over the next month, everyone spent most of their time exercising and learning some simple offensive and defensive techniques.

If this continues, Miaofu Inn will have no food left.

The price of food in the city kept rising, which made people terrified.

Many people are filled with sorrow and don't know how to survive.

In front of everyone, Miss Miao remained calm and her personality remained the same. In the dead of night, when she was alone in her boudoir, she kept sighing and was particularly worried.

Fortunately, the turmoil in the dynasty did not last long. After another month, the situation was finally stabilized.

It is said that the rebellious prince was defeated and has been taken to the royal city to await trial.

My heart, which has been tense for so long, can finally relax.

The people cheered, looking as if they had survived a disaster.

For the common people, it doesn’t matter who is the emperor. The most important thing is to have something to eat.

The closed city gates were opened again, the number of merchants coming and going gradually increased, and business naturally improved.

"Open the door and welcome the guests!"

Miss Miao finally waited until the time was peaceful, and hurriedly urged everyone to clean up, prepare the food, and wait for the guests to arrive.

In just ten days, the business returned to its original state. Miss Miao's face was filled with joy. Of course, she would not close her mouth. Once she caught a mistake, she would curse and never show mercy.

Living here, although Chen Qingyuan is very busy every day, he feels very comfortable because at least he doesn't have to worry about being homeless.

Occasionally, if Miss Miao is in a good mood, she will add more food to everyone's meal.

The little salary I got every month was directly exchanged for alcohol.

"Xiao Liu, don't you save some money? If something happens in the future, what will you do?"

On the day of collecting wages, everyone watched Chen Qingyuan put the money on the table, walked straight to the wine cabinet, and took out two jugs of decent wine.

"No, I don't like saving money."

Chen Qingyuan replied.

"It's like this every month. If you get sick, don't expect me to pay for your treatment."

When the money was being distributed, Miss Miao of course had to watch and scold Chen Qingyuan, expressing her disappointment at his failure.

"I'm fine and won't get sick."

Chen Qingyuan sat aside, sipping the wine with a look of satisfaction on his face.

"You are such a debt collector. Why did I take you in in the first place?"

Miss Miao sincerely hopes that her family can live a good life, not only with food and accommodation provided, but also with monthly wages.

There are not many bosses as kind-hearted as her in the world.

"Miss, do you regret it?"

After living here for nearly two years, Chen Qingyuan and Miss Miao have become very familiar with each other.

"I regret not killing you."

Miss Miao glared.

"Miss, you are anxious again."

Looking at Miss Miao's angry look, Chen Qingyuan sat against the wall with a lazy look.

"Get away from me. I feel irritated just looking at you."

Miss Miao cursed angrily.

"Ok."

Then, Chen Qingyuan obediently went to the backyard, where he sat quietly alone, looking into the distance, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

If anyone looks at Chen Qingyuan at this time, his soul will surely fall into the abyss.

"almost."

He drank all the wine in the pot in one gulp.

There can't be any mistakes in this final step.

......

Shenzhou and Luoshenxu have gradually merged, and after these few years, the two sides have gained a deep understanding of each other.

In the process of getting to know each other, some friction is inevitable.

The general direction is still good, and no fierce fighting has broken out.

Today, a young man who looked like a scholar walked into an ancient city with a strong spiritual energy, and went straight to an elegant courtyard in the city. He lifted the ban on the door with a flick of his sleeves and pushed the door open.

In the yard, an old ox was swaying its strong body in a strange posture, probably practicing some kind of Taoism.

"who are you?"

Sensing the movement in the front yard, Tang Wan'er, who was meditating, immediately stopped, walked out quickly, and stared at the person walking in from the door with sharp eyes and vigilance.

The old ox realized it later and stopped practicing. He turned around to look at the stranger who suddenly appeared, scraping the floor with his front paws, ready to defend against the enemy.

"Nangong Ge."

The young man paused, smiled slightly, and introduced himself.