After the filming, he felt very regretful and bowed to apologize to everyone. It was very funny.
As soon as Russell stepped into the door, the shopkeeper who had been lowering his head raised his head instantly, glanced at him lightly, and lowered his head again.
"That person behind here, stay away from me and don't disturb my business!"
Oh.
And very arrogant.
It seemed like I had come to some remarkable place.
Although the shopkeeper's attitude was not good, it was someone else's territory after all, so Russell didn't say anything and walked straight to the backyard.
The backyard is very famous. Once you step in, you will feel a vast expanse of space, completely different from the noisy street in front. It seems like you have stepped into a different world.
With just this one move, Russell immediately understood that there must be a big boss here. The Great Elder of Maoshan asked him to persuade this person to come back. He originally thought it was a simple task, but now it seems to be extremely difficult!
He took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and was about to speak, but before he could say anything, he was thrown out by a strange force.
The world was spinning for a moment, and when Russell woke up, he was already standing in the front hall.
The shopkeeper and the scholars didn't show any change in expression, as if they had already gotten used to it.
"Little boy, come here."
The shopkeeper waved his hand and Russell walked over. He looked at Russell with some surprise in his eyes, "From Maoshan?"
"yes."
"Why are you so small?"
"ah?"
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "I advise you to go back. Maoshan has sent people here more than a dozen times before, but each time they were not able to meet and were directly sent back."
"Some thought they could be moved, so they stayed outside for three years, but in the end..."
The shopkeeper shook his head and continued to fiddle with the pages of the book in his hand.
The result is naturally obvious. If he had persuaded him to go back, there would be no need for Russell to come.
After hearing what the shopkeeper said, Russell suddenly felt a little tricky. The other party had been begging for three years and had come more than ten times, but he had never met her. It was unlikely that he would be able to do so either.
I was about to turn around and leave, but then I thought again. After all, this was my first mission, and I would feel guilty if I went back.
Russell thought about it quietly and decided to stay for a month. If he couldn't persuade her within a month, or if they didn't allow him to meet, he would turn around and leave.
Seeing that he didn't leave, the shopkeeper seemed to understand his intention and pointed to the side, "You live there."
"Oh, by the way, I don't provide meals. You need to earn money for meals, or work for me."
Russell was just about to say that he didn't need to eat. After all, at his current point, he really had to drink air and northwest wind.
Suddenly he thought of something, and then asked, "Did the dozen people before me eat?"
"certainly!"
"Why?"
The shopkeeper looked at Russell strangely and said, "If a mortal doesn't eat, won't he starve to death?"
…
It seems to make sense.
Russell stopped talking, simply tidied up his things, and announced that he would move into the bookstore.
He didn't bring any luggage and he didn't have much clothes, so he just lay down on the bed. He wouldn't be too hot or too cold anyway.
Even mosquitoes, centipedes and the like cannot bite it because it is too hard.
But soon, Russell found that he was young, and the shopkeeper taught him a direct lesson.
The shopkeeper held an eagle in his hand and threw it in front of him, "Boy, this is your job, cook for the bookstore."
He added, "It only takes three people. The big boss doesn't need to eat."
He was the only shopkeeper in the store, and he had two assistants. Russell's arrival today was a coincidence, as the two assistants had gone out to purchase goods.
Russell sneered at such a statement. If I have to cook for three people, what will I eat
What's more, what's in front of us is an eagle, which is very powerful!
"The guy named Liu across the street has a pretty sharp bow and arrow." The shopkeeper looked at the eagle on the ground, which was pierced through the chest by an arrow, neatly, and couldn't help but sigh.
This eagle flies very fast, and has claws and wings for self-defense. If you want to shoot an arrow through its chest, its archery skills are really beyond reproach.
"Boy, cook it well. I tell you, among all the game, eagle is the most delicious."
The shopkeeper seemed to eat it often, and he knew it by heart. "The meat is very tender and the soup is very delicious."
"And animals like wild boars, ocelots, civets, etc. are extremely coquettish!"
“Only laymen would think those things are delicious.”
"You are lucky, you got to taste such delicious food right after you came here. You are in luck!"
The shopkeeper walked away swaying as he spoke, completely unaware that he was living in a good era. If he had been in another place, he would have been beheaded or executed long ago.
Russell also felt the wonders of the world. A few months ago, he was the first in the peak trial, a genius in the eyes of countless people, and a being sought after by countless people.
And now, I have become a cook who cooks for others.
He glanced towards the backyard, thought quietly for a moment, and decided to stay there, just in case he could persuade the big guy inside to go back and coax him into submission.
If a single hair from his thigh fell off, it could kill him.
On the other hand, he wanted to have some fun in the mortal world and didn't want to return to Maoshan too early.
Russell seemed to be possessed by the Little Chef. He used local ingredients and cooked a bowl of delicious eagle soup, which made everyone clap their hands in admiration.
Thanks to this bowl of eagle soup and his amazing cooking skills, Russell instantly integrated into the entire bookstore and was accepted by everyone.
During the chat, he quickly understood the details of the bookstore.
This bookstore is run by a big boss, who is the person that the great elder asked him to persuade to go back. He is an elusive person who comes and goes without a trace and lives in seclusion in the city.
I heard from the shopkeeper that the big boss planted a tea tree in the yard, where he drinks tea and reads scriptures and all kinds of books.
Of course, he was the only one who had been there. The two guys couldn't go in, and neither could Russell.
The two assistants, one named Zhang and the other named Xu, were both from poor families nearby. They made a living in this bookstore and did not seek to become rich, but only to live a simple life and enjoy their old age.
But this simple wish is not so easy to achieve, because this world is not peaceful. Unlike the hell of swords, the First Emperor swept across the world and severed the cycle of reincarnation with one sword.
There are many demons and monsters in this world. It is the end of a dynasty and the country is in turmoil. Party strife in the court is very serious. For a time, storms came and the area south of the Yangtze River was in turmoil.
This bookstore seemed to be an alien, because the big boss behind the scenes was extremely cruel. No one dared to provoke it, and this small town became much more peaceful.
Why open a bookstore
It's just because this big boss likes to read books, all kinds of books, including scriptures, strange stories, novels, local chronicles, and love and hate stories. His tastes are quite diverse.
Upon hearing this, Russell's eyes lit up, "Boss, can I get some credit for my wages in exchange for some paper and pens?"
"You're living and eating for free here, and you still want wages?"
"… "
"Oh, never mind. Since you are young, I will take care of you." The shopkeeper took out a stack of papers from the side, and the two young men looked at him with envy.
You have to know that this thing is not cheap. Apart from their bookstore, there are not many places that would be willing to give so much to an outsider.
The two of them have been here for several years, but the shopkeeper has never treated them like this. Is it because the newcomer’s cooking is better
Too much, too much... The two couldn't help but lick their lips, and the thought of protesting was immediately suppressed.
That stuff is really delicious.
Russell took the paper, weighed it, and couldn't help frowning, "It's a little less."
"What are you doing with the paper?"
"I plan to write a novel, a novel about cultivating immortality."
The shopkeeper immediately laughed, "Cultivating immortals is so boring, what is there to write about?"
"Mine is different because it's called The Mortal's Journey to Immortality!"
"Hmph, if you don't get anything done in a day, no one will read it. Young man, you might as well write a story about a scholar and a fox spirit. That's where there's a market for it."
Yeah
ps: Six thousand six hundred words today.