Chapter 42: The Flavor of Human Life

  The other tables of guests also heard Langya and Mumin's conversation, and after being stunned for a moment, they immediately clapped the table and asked her to come and point out. Langya smiled cleverly and walked over to each table with diners, stretched out her hand and randomly poked at the table, and afterwards, as soon as they clapped, the table would creak and collapse!

  Langya's finger broke not only the spell of Qingmo left on the table but also dropped the table's joint.

  Finally, Langya smiled apologetically at Liang Xin and seriously instructed: "Prepare more materials in the afternoon, I'll be inviting guests tonight."

  After finishing speaking, the faint fragrance dispersed, and the barefoot girl left Dayan.

  That night, Langya arrived as scheduled and collapsed nine tables.

  The next day, the restaurant was packed with customers, and Langya's entrance was met with cheers... On the third day, the fourth day... By the fifth evening, Langya was stunned when he entered the restaurant. In the large hall of Rihuo, only three tables were set up, and a large group of customers surrounded the counter, clamoring for the owner to quickly bring out all the tables.

  Langya smiled happily and walked up to Liang Xin, sticking out her tongue and asking in a low voice: "How? Can't afford it?"

  Liang Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, the sign that has been put up can't be changed. I couldn't think of a solution, so I'll just have to stick with it until I lose everything."

  Langya furrowed her brow: "You're so stubborn, it's clear you'll lose money, why bother?!" Her tone carried a hint of heartache, as if there was someone else who had been causing trouble all day.

  Liang Xin sniffed the faint scent on Lang Ya's body, and smiled unhappily: "Every day like this, losing so much that I can't sleep at night... But we have to know why we're losing!" While speaking, he seriously looked into Lang Ya's eyes.

  Langya blinked, cutting off the gaze of two people at the same time. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the three sparse tables in the store: "Don't be afraid of losing money, you'd better put out the tables."

  Liang Xin stamped his foot and shouted: "Do you think I want to lose face? The carpenter's shop is too busy!"

  As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Buzhou, who had just stepped into the doorway, immediately spoke up: "Actually... we can also make a table." Only then did he meet Liang Xin's resentful gaze, and after being stunned for a moment, he squeezed out a dry laugh, pulled Song Gongjian's sleeve, and the two brothers hurriedly turned around and left.

  Even so, the last three tables were not kept, and those who did not grab seats were disappointed. The full and drunk people smiled and thanked Langyue, and also urged Liang Xin to quickly buy more tables.

  It was late at night, all the guests had left, but Langya didn't leave, following Liang Xin to sigh and gesture, running back and forth with bare white feet, busy and happy. Every time she bent down to pick up something, her long black hair would slide down from her shoulders, bringing a few degrees of coolness...

  After everything was busy, Liang Xin took out half a jar of 'Bai Jia Wine' from behind the counter and asked Lang Ya with a smile: "Drink or not?"

  Langya shook his head, somewhat regretfully answering: "I can't drink much, I get drunk quickly." He then walked to the counter, propping up his cheek with one hand and gazing at Liang Xin with a gentle smile: "These past few days, I've been making you lose money, are you angry with me? Or... I'll go kill those people who have been eating and drinking for free at your place these past few days, as an apology to you?"

  A crystal-clear girl, with a look of surprise on her face, gazed at Liang Xin as if she had just thought of an absolutely brilliant idea. Liang Xin was startled, he had about 70% confidence that if he nodded his head, this Luan Ya would really go out and kill someone, not for him, but purely for her own amusement, from start to finish, Luan Ya was only playing with herself, and Liang Xin was just an unlucky egg who happened to be in the way!

  Liang Xin poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp, letting out a stifled breath: "Speak up, why did you trick me."

  Langya smiled lightly and said: "I just don't understand, a third-grade cultivator, killing people and setting fires is not good, but instead wants to open a restaurant here."

  As he spoke, Langya puffed out his chest, somewhat pleased and nodded: "For five or six days in a row, I see that you're really anxious, only now do I know that you're genuinely sincere about opening a restaurant... but what's the reason for it? Is cooking and serving food really that fun?"

  He let out a sigh, originally he only wanted to ask about the truth, but in front of Lang Ya, he couldn't help but want to say a few more words: "From the business being bleak to customers coming to the door, and then having some reputation, it was all done by me bit by bit. Although I used some small tricks, at the end of the day, my family's wine is not watered down, my family's dishes use fresh ingredients, and we haven't wronged our customers. With a clear conscience, I naturally care about my own hard work. When business is good, I'm happy; when it's bad, I get anxious. As for what you said about being fun or not fun, it doesn't matter. Since I opened this restaurant, I have to make it successful, even if you come every day to cause trouble, I can only think of ways to deal with it and won't give up halfway. When I was young, I didn't dare to dream, nor did I dare to ask for the taste of being a real person. But now, these ups and downs are the taste of life, I don't care about sour or sweet, as long as I've experienced it, that's happiness."

  After finishing speaking, Liang Xin suddenly burst out laughing and shook his head, saying: "You're a cultivator who has severed worldly emotions, you wouldn't understand even if I told you!" Cultivators have their own personalities, some love to talk and laugh, some are quick to anger, some are gentle and amiable, while others are deep and serious. However, no matter whether they smile or get angry, their state of mind generally won't change much. The girl in front of him was always smiling brightly, but in her heart, she didn't care about anything that happened around her.

  Li Xindun paused for a moment, then brought the topic back: "You've been pestering me all day, and I'm sure you're not just curious about why I opened such a simple store. Since we've already talked this far, please be honest with me."

  Langya's expression had unknowingly become calm, her crisp voice was like the tinkling of fine porcelain, pleasant to hear: "I'll come tomorrow, naturally there are other reasons, but... let's wait until after Mr. Dongli lectures tomorrow." As she spoke, she became cheerful again: "This big commotion can't be missed!"

  Before he knew it, Liang Xin had been in Tongchuan for a month and ten days. Tomorrow was the day when Mr. Dongzhi would give his public lecture!

  Finally, Langya patted her hands and nodded at Liang Xin and Qingmo: "Let's go, come find us tomorrow to attend class together!"

  As soon as the voice fell, the figure had already disappeared into the end of the long street. Qingmo walked over with a shoulder pole, helped Liang Xin up, and said angrily: "This girl made us lose business, if you don't marry her, don't call yourself Liang Mochun!"

  Goat horn crispy Zheng focus head...

  The next day arrived in the blink of an eye, and Tongchuan welcomed a group of learned scholars to open classes in the streets. Although most of the residents here were merchants, artisans, and descendants of military families, they all got up early, excitedly rushing to join in on the excitement.

  It's not even time for class yet, but there are already a lot of idle people on Tie Xie Street. Liang Xin feels quite anxious. If there weren't no more tables available, they should have sold out the breakfast dishes once again today...

  Lan Ya walked with quick steps, coming from the far end of the long street. She waved at Liang Xin from a distance, and the pedestrians on the road also chatted and discussed. This "slender-footed girl" had been treating people to meals for several days in a row, and it had become a joke in Tongchuan Prefecture. Many people knew her.

  Langya entered the shop, without being polite to the two bosses, ran into the kitchen and scooped out three bowls of porridge. He brought them out and handed one to each person. The three of them stood at the entrance of the shop, drinking their porridge while waiting for Dong Xue-sheng, Duan Yu and a group of students.

  The neighbor, Zhuang Buzhou, had a keen eye for value and invited Song Gongjian to join him. The two of them carried a table into the house, smiling politely: "Sit down and eat, sit down and eat..." After saying that, he himself ran to the back kitchen to scoop out porridge. Liang Xin and Qing Mo were nonchalant, but Yang Jiao Cuo cracked his claws, taking note.

  The fourth watch is about to pass, and the fifth watch will soon arrive. Finally, at the end of the long street, the crowd was slightly stirred up. Dong Ling Xian declared loudly, bringing a group of his disciples from afar!

  When Liang Xin shifted his gaze back to the podium, he suddenly realized that in just a brief moment, many more feather-crowned and blue-robed cultivators with long swords on their backs had appeared around the street, smiling and nodding at each other.

  As far as the eye can see, there are hundreds of monks present!

  Langya's eyes lit up and she whispered a smile at Liang Xin: "There are quite a few famous people, aren't there!"

  Liāng Xīn hastily asked in a low voice: "Is there anyone from Donghai Qian?"

  "East Sea's Qian is now busy with his own affairs and has no time to bother with things here."

  Liang Xinsong let out a breath of relief, but also had some doubts, and asked: "What's wrong with Donghai Qian?"

  Langya looked at him with unexpected surprise: "Something big happened in Donghai, and you don't know about it?!"

  Liang Xin and Qing Mo shook their heads together, saying in unison: "Speak quickly!"

  "I'll get another bowl of congee." Langya jumped up happily and ran towards the back kitchen...