Iceberg beauty lifts her head

The shopkeeper who was sitting was lying on the counter, snoring like thunder, and did not notice Yao Qiyun's arrival at all.

"Shopkeeper, check out."

"Wake up so early..."

While speaking, he yawned lazily. As soon as the awakened shopkeeper looked up, he saw the extremely handsome and exquisite young man in white clothes from last night, standing in front of the cabinet and looking at him expressionlessly.

Strange, strange, this man's face is so beautiful that people can't bear to look away, but with this ice-like expression, even if they know that he has no malicious intentions, people can look at him and feel scared.

"check out."

Shocked by the raised voice, the shopkeeper immediately came to his senses.

Throwing away the drowsiness and the fear just now, he hurriedly grabbed the small account book half finger thick, with a welcoming smile on his face:

"Guest officer, I'll settle the bill for you right now... By the way, there's another son? Has he come down yet?"

Yao Qiyun watched him rummaging through the accounts in the account book, with a calm expression: "He's leaving first."

The shopkeeper gave a light "Oh", tore off one page of the bill, and handed it to him: "Is that so...you are the one paying the bill?"

Yao Qiyun nodded, staring at the amount on the list, suddenly frowned slightly.

The shopkeeper saw that he was silent for a long time, so he couldn't help reminding: "Guest officer, apart from yesterday's deposit, you still need to pay the small shop with half a silver pattern. Take a look at your side, do you have any questions?"

The air seemed to freeze suddenly for a few breaths.

The Yao sect retreats strictly, and the disciples' clothing, food, housing, and transportation are all contracted by the sect, so they don't need to worry about it themselves, and they seldom have time to spend money.

Therefore, Yao Qiyun didn't even know what money was before he walked the rivers and lakes.It was only because the master turned on the lamp temporarily to make up for him fiercely that he had a certain understanding of money.

It's just that these understandings haven't penetrated into his heart yet, so when he checked in at the inn, he only knew that he needed to pay a deposit, and he didn't think about the price of the room at all, so he didn't ask much, and went straight in.

In addition, at the time, I felt that this string of jingling gadgets was a bit cumbersome, and the copper coins I brought out were not many, and the half-piercing silver streaks that the shopkeeper just mentioned were almost all the money on his body.

In this way, he completely exceeded his expenditure expectations, and the money was spent not long after going down the mountain. If he still needs accommodation in the future, or prepares a car and horse to go out of the city later, he may be stumped by a copper coin.

But it's just for one night, how can it be so expensive?

Seeing his unsteady expression, the shopkeeper quickly cleared his throat, and explained with a smile on his face: "In the past two years, the shop tax in the Los Angeles area has been heavy, and the tide has risen. We have to increase the price accordingly, and the small ones charge such high prices. , it is also imperative..."

The situation of excessive taxation is the result of the embezzlement of the thousand-faced man who pretended to be Commander Bao before, and it is indeed excusable.

Yao Qiyun frowned slightly, his face revealing the color of pondering.

Afraid that he was thinking of reneging on the debt, the shopkeeper was a little anxious, but he didn't dare to press too much: "This is also a piece of copper. The pots and beds in the first-class rooms of the small shop are made of hundreds of years old cypress trees. , are all rare famous items, you can take a look at the samples, it is absolutely innocent."

After all, he presented a cloud crane carved from cypress wood with both hands. The wood is translucent, and it is an orthodox and high-quality plastic product of the Yu Dynasty.

Yao Qiyun didn't take it over, but just sized up the eagle crane.

I didn't see him take out the silver for a long time, and the shopkeeper became more and more anxious: "Guest officer, you live here, and there is nothing you can do for the small ones... If you really think it is expensive, why don't you pay the bill and go to the person who lives with you?" The two sons share the expenses equally? I have the check-in signatures of the two of you..."

"no need."

Yao Qiyun interrupted his action of holding a pen to write down the arrears.

The person the shopkeeper mentioned has disappeared, and he can no longer be expected to share the expenses with him.

Frowning almost indistinctly, he took out a string of silver streaks from the package.

The shopkeeper picked up the money and weighed it, his face immediately changed, and the corners of his eyes filled with flattering smiles again: "If you are not in a hurry to leave, why don't you stay and drink some of the shop's signature snack green fruit soup? It’s stewed early in the morning, it’s still fresh, the first bowl is free..."

8. Chapter 8

"no need."

Yao Qiyun shook his head, maybe he ate too much in the palace last night, so he didn't feel hungry until now.

Moreover, for myself, I always feel that the shopkeeper is a little too enthusiastic.

After all, he knows how to do business, the shopkeeper doesn't care what the customers refuse, the corners of his thick lips are still smiling, and he is about to lift his mouth, pouring out a full stomach of solicitation.

But he accidentally heard Yao Qiyun's cold snort, and saw his finger resting on the counter, tapping lightly, intentionally or unintentionally, with the illusion that he would touch the dumb acupoint at any time.

It was completely out of intuition, the previous fear of this boy once again inexplicably occupied his heart.

Staring blankly at Yao Qiyun who was expressionless, the shopkeeper's lips trembled, and he finally chose to close them.

He reads a lot of people and treats them with sophistication. Seeing that people really don't want to stay, and it is inconvenient to stay any longer, he just respectfully made a "please" gesture and politely said his farewell:

"Then guest officer, you go slowly... Whenever you want to come over and stay in the hotel, the younger ones are welcome."

Saying goodbye to the very hospitable shopkeeper, Yao Qiyun set off to Xiancheng.

From Yunhe Inn to the outside of Luo City, you only need to turn one street and pass through the North City Gate.

The outside of the city is no better than the inside of the city, the scenery is desolate, and it is not under the jurisdiction of the government, and there are often refugees wandering nearby.

Yao Qiyun stepped across the suspension bridge out of the city, and all he could see was a few ragged refugees lined up under the Great Wall.

On the brown rock road at the corner of the city wall, a porridge cart was parked, and several benefactors were standing in front of the cart.

Among them, the son who was in charge of serving the porridge himself was dressed in a long wine-red coat with a handsome and elegant face. He was scooping up porridge for an old man with a smile on his face. He also gave him two corn cobs while asking his health.

Yao Qiyun recognized him as Feng Chengyu.

Two guards in blue uniforms wearing scarves and caps were driving past, one of them said with a smile: "This young master of the Feng family is really kind-hearted. He has come here to help Bu Shan several times, right?"

Another younger guard laughed teasingly: "I think he looks good-looking, and I don't know whose girl's luck will be in the future!"

Yao Qiyun followed the prestige, and the two riding on the horse seemed to be the guards of Luo City who were going to take over, and they were heading for the city.

Feng Chengyu, who was on the opposite side, also heard their compliments during the conversation at some point, and smiled warmly towards this side with a porridge spoon in a good mood.

The eyes of the two collided undefended in the light dust raised by the horse's hooves.Feng Chengyu immediately recognized Yao Qiyun who was about to leave the city.

Waving at him in surprise, Feng Chengyu handed the porridge spoons to the other benefactors, and trotted to himself.

The handsome young master was wearing a silk red dress loosely tied, showing his usual suave and suave appearance, and he was no longer the downcast appearance he was yesterday.

In a pair of slightly curved peach blossom eyes, there is an inherent tenderness and smile: "Brother Yao just came to Los Angeles not long ago, so he left the city so early?"

Before responding to his greetings, Yao Qiyun saw three or two children surrounded by the porridge delivery team from a distance.

Their dirty and thin faces were yellow due to poor intake, and their sunken eye sockets were black and blue due to long-term exposure to the sun. They were staring at Feng Chengyu and drooling.

Feng Chengyu had no choice but to search from his body, and took out a few white flour steamed buns that he had brought along unintentionally, and gave them to them.

Those children have been hungry for a long time, so they will not be polite, they immediately took it and stuffed it into their mouths quickly, no matter how uncomfortable they choked, they ate it all up in the blink of an eye.

Watching them devouring their food, Feng Chengyu suddenly sighed.

The wind outside the border city brought Xiao Suo across his side face, and there was a kind of silent pity: "I heard that most of the relief food collected from the court before was smuggled to the southern border by a thief officer in the government. Now that something goes wrong, the government can’t take care of it for a while, and it’s only pity for the children of these poor people.”

Yao Qiyun was silent.

Feng Chengyu, such an indulgent dandy, naturally does not know that it is the dead Thousand Faced Man who caused the food tax chaos, but he will actually help these disaster victims in this way...

"Brother, can you give me some water? I'm so thirsty..."

The childish voice of milk suddenly sounded, and Yao Qiyun looked down, a small withered and sallow hand was timidly touching the corner of his clothes.

It was a five or six-year-old boy, probably because he was too thirsty, so he looked very lifeless.

The chapped and peeled lips had lost their rosy luster, revealing an off-white color that was about to suffer from heat stroke.

The indifferent face moved, but he pursed his lips and said nothing. Yao Qiyun untied the water bag hanging from his waist and handed it directly to his hand.

But seeing that the child didn't take out his bag to drink water, but only fiddled with it for a while, he raised his head hesitantly and stared blankly at him.

The water bladder held in his hand was made of gray sheepskin with a silver-white buckle inlaid on it. It was made of unknown metal, and it shone faintly like a white sapphire.

Under the refraction of the vast sunlight, it is reflected in their respective confused eyes.

Seeing his inexplicable stalemate, Feng Chengyu couldn't stop laughing in his heart, but explained on his face with a serious face: "This kind of water bag is rare in Luocheng, he probably doesn't know how to drink it, and mistook it for Yao Brother is teasing him!"

After finishing the words, he smiled slightly, squatted down in front of the little boy, gently pulled out the buckle of the water bag, and gently brought the mouth of the bag to his lips:

"Little brother, can you drink like this?"

The little boy drank a big mouthful of water with a few gulps, then let go of the water bag, and smiled timidly at him.

The other children watched and leaned over to beg for water.

Feng Chengyu smiled warmly, and he handed them water in a very unspeakable manner.

Yao Qiyun's face showed a slightly thoughtful attitude, and he couldn't help observing and squatting