I open a restaurant in Xiujie

After the brother explained this, Wang Jiangluo turned his attention away from the empty plate in front of him, and landed on the east wall of the restaurant with great interest.

The wall is divided into two parts from the middle, the left side is painted bright orange red, and the right side is dark gray. There are several portraits hung on them. But in the interweaving of black and white lines, it presents a lifelike world.

How agile are the characters on the wall!Taking a closer look, even the eyeballs seem to be moving. Most of the characters on the left have modest smiles and delicate features, which make people feel good at first sight. On the right, most of them have ferocious eyebrows and angry expressions. Accurately captured, frozen, and immediately hung on the wall, every time you see it, it is a strong impact.

On the top of the wall, there are three big characters written in flamboyant manner.

Wang Jiangluo read out in a low voice: "Red... black list..."

"That's right," his senior brother said with emotion, "The ones hanging on the left wall are all people who have been kind to this restaurant. If you go up and touch the frame, you can still see the letter written by the shopkeeper. Their words of thanks; on the wall on the right is what I told you to be "a long-lasting stigma". Look at their ugly appearance... Hey, this shopkeeper is really a genius. It's worse than being killed."

Wang Jiangluo nodded silently.

My heart suddenly tightened.

Because among the many portraits on the wall, he saw a person who looked familiar.

Think about it carefully... fall!Isn't that the servant next to his sister!

Wang Jiangluo was shocked suddenly, cold sweat dripped from his back.Sure enough, he should have thought of it a long time ago. With his sister's unyielding character, how could he tolerate a commoner restaurant stepping on his head every day?

No, no, no, it's not okay to go on like this, he doesn't want to see his sister hanged on the wall, leaving a bad smell for thousands of years...

Just as he was thinking, a small door on the side of the lobby was opened from the inside, and a young man with warm eyebrows walked out.

The pupils are black and pure, and the facial features are exquisite and delicate, which makes people feel good at first glance, and Wang Jiangluo found that many people in the restaurant knew this boy, and as he walked all the way to the corner, many people waved to him Say hello, shouting "Treasurer Yu".

Wang Jiangluo looked at it carefully, thinking that this is the shopkeeper of Yu's restaurant.

She is really young and her cultivation is extraordinary.

Holding a few rolls of white paper in his hand, Yu Xiaotan went straight to the scholars who were imitating in the corner. When the scholars saw him, they stood up and saluted very modestly, and said respectfully, "Master Yu."

"You don't have to be so polite," Yu Xiaotan said with a smile, "How's your recent copying? I think your paintings are better than blue, and they are more detailed than the original author."

This was expected by Yu Xiaotan. After all, there is a specialization in art. He provides these scholars with an idea to expand. Then, after the scholars understand the method of sketching, it will be a matter of time before they can draw better-looking paintings than his temporary creations.

The scholars shook their heads: "Etiquette cannot be dismissed. Shopkeeper Yu, you created this painting method, and you allowed us to copy and learn. You have half-teached us. You are a teacher for a day..."

"Stop, stop," Yu Xiaotan interrupted with a wry smile, "You're welcome, sit down, I have something to ask you all."

He wanted to invite these scholars to be art teachers for the children in the dormitory.

All-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, Yu Xiaotan's education is like this, so as long as conditions permit, he will try his best to provide the most perfect education for the children.As for the rewards for the scholars...

Yu Xiaotan slowly opened the scroll, and the eyes of the scholars gradually froze following his movements.

On that painting, there is another way of painting that has never been seen before!

And it is even more magical than sketching, with bright and rich colors, and a sense of agility almost rushing to the face - the scholar next to him smelled a pungent smell, and raised his hand curiously to wipe it, his fingertips were immediately stained with some not yet dry pigment.

"...cough," Yu Xiaotan touched his nose, "don't touch it yet, just paint it, this kind of painting is slow to dry."

He hung the painting aside, only then did the scholars realize that this time the painting was not drawn on rice paper, but on snow-white plain brocade.

Yu Xiaotan smiled and said, "Actually, I'm not good at drawing this."

——The landscape painting in front of him has already been exhausted, and he barely made a proof for the scholars.

Oil paintings are very popular in the world, and Yu Xiaotan still wants to imitate the whole picture, although this painting, which is "shocked by the scholars" by the scholars, is really immature and rough in his eyes.

There are more painting forms that he knows but has never touched, such as sand painting, pyrograph, mural...

Although it is impossible to show them one by one, he can give ideas to the scholars and inspire them.

After finishing the art teacher, Yu Xiaotan asked again: "Do you know any practitioners who are good at temperament?"

Music can cultivate sentiment, beautiful melodies are called spiritual food, and Yu Xiaotan knows that in the Qixia Realm, it is also a good way to practice with melody.

The scholars looked at each other for a few moments, and said hesitantly: "I know you know...but shopkeeper, I remember that you and You Huanzong have a lot of friendship, why don't you ask them for help?"

"Speaking of temperament, there are not a few of them who are good at it."

……

The attitudes of the scholars towards Yu Xiaotan all fell into the eyes of Wang Jiangluo who was quietly paying attention.

The young man was secretly startled—even though Qixia Realm was poor in literature and art, they usually called the scholars nerds with a little disdain, but in all fairness, Wang Jiangluo knew that when these scholars gathered together, they would be a very powerful force.

After all, these people are born with a bit of resilience, and they have a particularly clear stubbornness.

He walked out of the restaurant with his senior brothers, thoughts in his mind were messy, one moment was the mouth-watering delicacies, another moment was the lifelike portraits all over the wall, and another moment was the picture of scholars giving Yu Xiaotan the half-teacher's gift... a pile of One pile after another made him feel extremely heavy, and he couldn't help but slow down gradually.

The senior brothers walked around contentedly after eating and drinking for a while, only to suddenly find that Wang Jiangluo, the little junior brother who has been valued by his family recently, looked out of his mind.They gathered around in surprise and patted Wang Jiangluo on the shoulder: "Why, did you let the food in that restaurant fascinate you?"

Wang Jiangluo's expression was complicated, and he quickly denied it with a wry smile.Immediately, he lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, and quietly clenched the five fingers of his right hand.

"...Brothers," the young man said in a low voice, "you go shopping first, I'll take a short while, and I'll be right back."

……

In the restaurant, after using the sound transmission talisman to get in touch with the girls of You Huanzong, Yu Xiaotan quickly settled on a music teacher.

The only problem is that the group of girls were overly enthusiastic when they learned that they could taste the restaurant's new seasonal products early, so that after a lot of fighting, they finally decided on a ten-day rotation "shift work system" ".

This is nothing, but Yu Xiaotan hastened to prepare another "Teacher's Rules".He must be careful that the girls of You Huanzong are too open, and don't teach the children in their school badly.

In addition, there is mathematics and science class. The teacher of this class is not competent except Yu Xiaotan, so Yu Xiaotan can only take on some more tasks.

After arranging these, Yu Xiaotan drew up the class schedule and specified the teaching time of each teacher, but when he wrote the three big characters of "Cultivation Class", he looked at the flowing handwriting under the pen, and rarely lost his mind for a while.

It's been more than ten days, why hasn't Brother Ji come back?

Yu Xiaotan knew in his heart that Yunhaizong left a mess, and Ji Chuchen also needed to sort out the affairs of the Zongzhong slowly, rebuild the high-level prestige, and then find an excuse to leave.

All of these will take a long time, and I am afraid it will be difficult to complete within a month.

But there seemed to be a fire in his heart, and he could not think about it when he was busy, but when he calmed down for a while, the hot current licking his heart became more and more surging, almost engulfing him.

Rubbing the snow-white rice paper, Yu Xiaotan thought of the endless moonlight on the sea of ​​clouds, and the tall figure in white clothes under the moon, handsome and handsome, with a moonlight shawl.

And that kiss that made people feel hot all over their faces...

After being in a daze for a long time, Yu Xiaotan covered his reddish face and let out a long sigh.

Just at this time, there was a rustling sound outside the door, Yu Xiaotan raised his head, but saw Bai Junda dragging a huge long snake, struggling to stuff it into the kitchen.

"Yu Xiaotan!" He shouted outside the door, "Come on, someone brought you a gift!"

It was a snake as long as a person. The body of the snake was as thick as a fist. It was covered with fine blue scales, and there were dense porcupine-like thorns growing on its back—this is why Bai Junda was extra careful. The hard thorns are surprisingly sharp, even if the clothes float by inadvertently from above, they will be cut in an instant.

Looking at the snake curiously, the golden pages in Yu Xiaotan's sea of ​​consciousness emitted a shimmering glimmer, and the figure of a long snake was imprinted on it immediately, with blue light on its head, and hissing and circling, so mighty.

"Ling Qing Ting Snake?"

Yu Xiaotan, who learned the name of this spirit beast from the system, was a little surprised: "I have seen this thing in the ancient books of Yunhaizong, and the number is very rare. It is rumored to be extinct. How could it appear here?"

He observed carefully for a while, and found that the position of the snake's eyes was actually a group of sarcoids, not the scarlet pupils mentioned in the book, but according to Yu Xiaotan's observation, the sarcoids did not seem to be caused by the day after tomorrow, but seemed to be somehow. caused by the variation.

...But no matter what, it is a rare ingredient.

Bai Junda whispered: "But Yu Xiaotan, do you know who gave this thing?"

"That girl from Guanghuazhai! Wang... Wang, what is it, the one who called you little master?"

Yu Xiaotan was stunned for a moment: "Wang Zirong?"

"Yes," Bai Junda clapped his hands, "She said she found some fresh ingredients, she was happy to see Lie Xin, and wanted to give it to you. But she left the things at the door and left immediately, maybe because she was afraid that you would not agree to it." receive……"

Yu Xiaotan fell silent.

It seems that the girl has not given up her idea of ​​worshiping her as a teacher.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a clear sound of sound transmission in the air, but it was someone outside the door who triggered a large formation.

"Hey, I'm back," Bai Junda excitedly ran to open the door, "It's okay, this girl knows how to kill a carbine, Yu Xiaotan, why don't you call her to take care of the child—"

His casual voice suddenly stopped, and the moment he saw the person standing outside the door, Bai Junda's expression froze instantly.

Standing outside the door was a handsome young man dressed in white snow, with clear eyes.

Ji Chuchen's deep gaze crossed his shoulders, and he locked on Yu Xiaotan's position the moment he opened the door.Not seeing him for a few days, his eyes were full of surprise and excitement, but his smile was still gentle, nodding and smiling at Yu Xiaotan who was also frozen.

"Xiao Tan," he called out in a gentle voice, "I'm back."