So, since she met Qiao Mu, who had been to her hometown, why didn't she ask a few questions about her hometown
This is actually a bit strange.
“... ..I don’t want to listen.” Qing Li not only did not listen, but walked even faster.
Not until she was far away from the bamboo forest did she talk to herself:
"Xishan Village is shrouded in thick fog all day long, and the sun is invisible. In fact, it is the formation of an immortal gate."
"With the Immortal Sect's formation in place, how can monsters from the outside world invade? So Xishan Village is of course safe."
"The safety of Xishan Village actually depends on me alone."
"As long as I am still the Feather King of Xianmen and the running dog of Xianmen, Xishan Village will be safe."
Qing Li felt a little depressed and walked away on his own.
The soul that stayed in Xishan Village suddenly disappeared... It seemed that she had forgotten about it intentionally or unintentionally.
It’s like a worker wakes up and finds a missed call on his phone at midnight, from his family back home.
The worker called back, but his family said it was nothing and they just made a wrong call.
Although he had an uneasy feeling in his heart, he was afraid to return home and confirm the truth.
It is said that one feels homesick when one is close to home, that is all.
The closer I get to home, the more timid I feel.
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Shanzhenlou.
This is the largest restaurant in Taotie City. There are no ordinary people coming and going here. All of them are rich and noble.
Yang Dabai is a waiter in a restaurant. He is busy from dawn to dusk every day, earning a little money through hard work.
Although he was busy and tired, he was in a good mood during this period.
For some reason, the boss of Shanzhenlou has become much more generous in recent years. The wages have increased, and some servants and chefs who do a good job are even given some gold as a reward.
Even Yang Dabai, a waiter who serves dishes, recently received a gold ingot as a reward.
Since the boss was so generous in paying him, Yang Dabai naturally worked harder.
"The guests at the front table are really weird. They actually brought a cat with them to eat." In the back kitchen of the restaurant, several chefs were discussing:
"The point is not to let the cat sit at the table, but his fat cat."
"His belly is almost on the table, but he's still eating like a bottomless pit. Is he a reincarnated glutton?"
"Is it so mysterious?" Yang Dabai walked out of the kitchen carrying the dishes, not forgetting to look at the table in the corner of the living room.
Sure enough, I saw that the guests at that table had ordered a whole table of dishes. What was even more strange was that the food was divided into two portions, one for people and one for the cat.
People are easy to deal with.
The cat's body was indeed sturdy, and it was eating voraciously. Its belly seemed to be getting rounder and rounder, almost touching the table. At first glance, it looked like Tom Cat who had eaten a weight.
"Have you eaten enough? If you're done, I'll go find the boss."
Qiao Mu patted the fat cat's back gently.
In the past few days, Fat Cat Wuchang has been able to easily smell the scent of the Philosopher's Stone and use it to find people who have come into contact with the monsters in the Golden Land.
The owner of Shanzhenlou should be the first person to come into contact with the monsters in the Golden Land.
Qiao Mu originally wanted to be more straightforward and just knock on the door directly.
Later I heard that the food and wine at Shanzhenlou were the best in the area, so I changed my mind and decided to eat some food first and then find fault with the boss after that.
"Not enough, not enough, not enough... Give me more, more, more, more..." The fat cat wagged its tail, slapped it on Qiaomu's palm, and continued to eat.
Ordinary cats are not suitable for eating human food with heavy smoke, but Wuchang is a demon, so this does not apply to him.
"Is it almost there?" Qiao Mu rubbed the fat cat's round belly twice, making it bounce like water waves.
He coughed lightly and slapped the table with his hand.
"Your food is not good, it's just pig food for pigs!"
"How dare you call this the No. 1 restaurant in Taotie City? Where is your boss? Ask him to come see me!"
Wuchang turned around and glared at Qiaomu angrily, while staring at him with his eyes, he was still eating food in his mouth.
"Really... what pig food!"
Qiao Mu looked around, his sharp gaze like a sword.
It was obvious that Qiao Mu was looking for trouble, but his eyes were too sharp and no one dared to look him in the eye.
Logically speaking, if a customer is causing trouble like this, there is no need for the owner of Shanzhenlou to personally intervene.
But Qiao Mu's aura was too strong and his eyes were too sharp, so no one dared to step forward and ask him questions under his gaze.
After a long time, a middle-aged man with a plump figure came over with a smile on his face.
"Sir, the food in our restaurant is not to your liking?"
After saying that, the boss couldn't help but glance at the little pig who was eating up the food nearby.
"Who are you? Let your boss come over!" Qiao Mu snorted coldly.
The owner of Shanzhenlou was the first person to come into contact with the Golden Country, and he was not going to be too polite.
"I am the boss." The boss still had a smile on his face:
"I've run this restaurant for more than 20 years, how could it be fake?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Qiao Mu and the fat cat who was still eating looked up at the same time and glanced at the boss. The fat cat even shook his head slightly to express his denial.
Things get a little more complicated.
Fat Cat Wuchang can now smell the scent of the Philosopher's Stone, but this boss does not have that smell at all.
"Why don't you smell it carefully again?" Qiao Mu frowned, picked up the demon cat Wuchang and let her sniff the air carefully.
Unexpectedly, after sniffing, Wuchang suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Dabai, the helper in the front hall, and pointed with his furry cat paws.
"What do you mean? It can't be that the waiter who serves dishes is the real boss of this restaurant?" Qiao Mu asked doubtfully.
"No problem?" The fat boss laughed. He seemed very friendly and didn't put on airs at all.
Qiao Mu stared at the fat boss, suddenly became a little impatient, and was ready to rush forward.
He took out a long sword from his storage bag and placed it across the fat boss's neck.
"That's perfect." Qiao Mu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and the long sword in his hand was flashing with cold light:
"Someone hired me to kill the boss of Shanzhenlou. Since you are the boss, it would be too easy for me to make money."
"No, no, no---" The fat boss broke out in a cold sweat. This man's eyes were too sharp. He was simply a peerless murderer who regarded death as commonplace!
He had no doubt that this guest would dare to do it in public...
"Sir, please don't be impulsive. I am no longer the boss." The fat boss trembled and said:
"Although I opened this restaurant, it closed down three years ago due to poor management."
"I sold the entire restaurant to someone else. But the boss didn't want to show up, so he let me be the manager in public."
"There is such a thing?!" Because Qiao Mu suddenly drew his sword, a circle of people gathered in the front hall, including diners and waiters.
Yang Dabai was also in the crowd, and at this moment he suddenly realized.
Even he, a helper who had worked in the restaurant for several years, was unaware of this kind of thing, let alone others.
"It turns out that the shop owner has been changed a long time ago. I thought..." Yang Dabai muttered:
"It turns out that the fat boss is a shrewd, calculating and petty person. How could he possibly give a generous salary or even a gold reward?"
"So it's because the real boss has been replaced a long time ago. Then the change in wages is obviously the boss's idea? He is a really kind person."
Yang Dabai thought about this, and then he heard Qiao Mu ask again:
"Then who is the real boss of your restaurant? What's his name? Where does he live?"
I only heard the fat boss answer in a trembling voice:
"His name is Yang Xiaoqian. He is an old gambler from Fengsha Lane in the outer city and the youngest son of Old Yang."
When this name was spoken, many people present shifted their gazes to Yang Dabai.
Yang Dabai couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Boss, what are you talking about?" Yang Dabai said in a lost voice:
"My younger brother has quit his job and has been idle at home for the past few years. He goes out early and comes back late every day and does nothing. How could he be the owner of this Shanzhenlou?"
"If he is so rich, how could my family still live in a place like Fengsha Lane in the outer city?"
Unexpectedly, the fat boss sighed slightly when he heard this:
"Dabai, why do you think you can get a gold ingot as a reward when you are just a helper?"
"Those were all given to me by your brother Yang Xiaoqian himself. Even the restaurant is still openly run by me, but I did it to keep it a secret from you."
"This is quite interesting." Qiao Mu put away his sword and said:
"Gambler Lao Yang is a well-known gambler."
"His eldest son, Yang Dabai, works diligently as a helper at Shanzhenlou."
"The youngest son, Yang Xiaoqian, has secretly become the boss behind Shanzhenlou. He has kept his wealth a secret, even from his parents and brothers? It seems that he is still unemployed and living with his parents at home?"
The head of the Luo family obtained the Midas Stone, which made the entire Luo family rich and formed a wealthy clan in the local area.
But Yang Xiaoqian, who was the first to obtain the Touchstone, concealed his wealth and played the trick of marching at night in fancy clothes
"Now, let's go visit Old Yang's family."
Qiao Mu slapped a few silver ingots on the table, picked up the fat cat and walked away. No one dared to stop him.
He originally thought that the owner of Shanzhenlou was the fat boss, so there was no need to be polite.
Now it seems that these are just some workers, so there is no need to make things difficult for them.
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Outer city, Fengsha Lane.
The Yang family is not wealthy. The couple makes a living by selling vegetables, chickens, ducks and poultry, which is also hard business.
Lao Yang didn’t gamble when he was young. He was a hardworking person and had earned some money.
But after reaching middle age, I realized that I couldn’t make much money selling vegetables, and I didn’t have any other special skills, so it seemed that this was how my life would end.
So he resolutely went to the casino, ready to gamble for a bright future for his family.
Then, as I kept gambling, I almost lost all my money.
Old Yang's family's house consists of two low tiled houses next to each other. Although not completely bare, they are indeed poor.
A larger tiled house is where the old Yang couple and their eldest son Yang Dabai live.
The small tiled house is where the youngest son Yang Xiaoqian lives.
Outside the house is a small vegetable garden where a few native chickens are running around happily. The ground is covered with chicken droppings and the air is filled with a faint smell of chicken droppings.
"Is it possible that someone who has obtained the Philosopher's Stone would be willing to live in a place like this?"
Qing Li reached out and lifted his hat, then looked at Yang Xiaoqian in front of him.
Yang Xiaoqian was a young man in his twenties, with a short beard on his chin and messy hair. He looked a bit unkempt, just like an ordinary mountain villager, nothing special about him.
"So, I'm quite surprised that you could find me." Yang Xiaoqian said.
Although Qing Li often accompanied Qiao Mu in these days, she did not forget that her main purpose in coming to Taotie City was to find gold.
Her goals are similar to Qiao Mu's, but a little different.
Qing Li herself is the Feather King, so she is more urgent.
Qiao Mu was only looking for the monsters in the Golden City in order to find food for Wu Chang, so he was not in a hurry. Therefore, he spent several days accompanying the Luo family in playing Qiao's investment business.
The two have similar purposes but are essentially different, so Qing Li was able to find Yang Xiaoqian one step ahead.
Qing Li didn't answer, but just reached out and lifted the wooden bed in the room.