Feng Qing was listening to a storyteller in a tea stall at the entrance.
She thought she would hear stories like Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, and Journey to the West, but she heard the storyteller telling a story about a great hero.
The great hero was a swordsman, with half of his body meridians destroyed, but he used the remaining intact meridians to create a set of evil skills, and successfully killed the man who killed his parents in his childhood with this swordsmanship.
The whole story was quite ups and downs, and Feng Qing was stunned while listening.
She suddenly realized that she had always overlooked one thing, that is, this world may not be a certain dynasty in history, after all, there is a word called fiction.
And... in this world, there may be rivers and lakes.
The two words "jianghu" have completely different meanings for Chinese people.
Feng Qing suddenly had an unprecedented impulse in her heart.
Oh, this place... seems quite interesting.
She also grew up reading Jin Yong and Gu Long when she was a child. When Feng Qing was still a little brat, she often used a bed sheet to drape herself over her body to fight with other brats, and then she would hold a mouthful of water in her mouth and perform blood spraying from time
to time... Now it seems that she doesn't have to play the low-profile version anymore, she has to play the real thing. What thief saint, thief general, sword god, sword immortal, maybe there are a few handsome ones here, and then she can see the world.
...
Feng Qing was excited for a long time, and then suddenly she was discouraged.
She put aside the messy thoughts in her mind and calmly drank a sip of free boiled water from the tea stall.
...How does the saying go? Gold will always shine, but Feng Qing is not gold. She is just a stone. Stones are stones wherever they are.
Before she traveled through time, she was just an ordinary office worker with a monthly income of 4,000 yuan. It is impossible for her to become a powerful character all of a sudden after traveling through time... Let alone a sword god or a sword fairy, I am afraid she will not even meet an ordinary knight.
Feng Qing is a person who knows herself well. She once had nothing to do and posted a post on the Internet to discuss with others about how an ordinary person can become a less ordinary person after traveling through time. In the end, after a lot of discussion, everyone came to the conclusion that it is difficult. Well
, let's think about opening an inn first. What if it becomes popular... Feng Qing's eyes suddenly lit up, and a bold idea popped up in her mind.
You say... if she sold spicy hotpot in ancient times, would she be popular?
Li Qi finished cleaning the lobby, and then began to prepare to clean some corners that were not easy to clean. He worked very neatly, and Feng Qing might not have thought that there were so many corners to clean in his store.
Because of this, Li Qi dug out a bunch of things from the corners that Feng Qing might have forgotten for eight hundred years.
"How come there are so many copper plates..." Li Qi put the copper plates he picked up on the table, "There are also... two pieces of flint here? Did someone drop them here?"
He continued to find worn-out hairpins, empty rouge boxes, and palm-leaf fans with messy patterns painted on them in corners...
Li Qi remembered the shopkeeper's words, so he put all these things on the table and made a small pile, ready to sort them out after Feng Qing came back.
When he was sweeping the spider web in the corner of the roof, a palm-sized spider suddenly fell from the roof. The spider was a little panicked when it fell, and crawled into the gap of the counter.
Li Qi also jumped down.
He looked along the counter and saw a small gap, as if some sundries were piled inside.
Li Qi lowered his head carefully, holding the candlestick, and took a look inside with the weak light.
Just with this one look, Li Qi was stunned.
After a long, long time, he suddenly raised his head.
"...Forget it." Li Qi remembered what the shopkeeper had told him before, and decided to pretend that he didn't see anything.
This... In a sense, this shopkeeper is really careless, throwing all kinds of things around.
Or maybe he just doesn't care about these things. So he throws them everywhere?
...
Feng Qing listened for a long time, and she felt more and more uncomfortable. She looked at the people around her. They were either eating or drinking tea. She was the only one who had nothing. She held the pot of boiled water and drank it for a long time.
She did buy some money online, but it would take several days to receive the money. Now she was empty-handed.
Feng Qing was a person who cared little about face. She always felt that the tea stall owner had glanced at her secretly several times.
"Forget it... Don't listen to this book." Feng Qing thought to herself: "If I don't pay, the stall owner's eyes will pop out soon."
Feng Qing got up and left. After she left, the stall owner let out a long sigh of relief.
"Who is this person?" He whispered to the people next to him, "If she doesn't leave, I think the guests around her will leave."
"I don't know." The people next to him shook their heads, "She doesn't look like someone who knows martial arts."
"Why does she look so scary?"
On the way back to the inn, Feng Qing saw a snack vendor nearby. She swallowed her saliva and pretended to walk into the inn as if nothing had happened.
This person is actually quite arrogant... Feng Qing never wants others to know her own shortcomings, just like she chooses to "exclude" everyone else in order not to let others feel that she is being excluded.
It was a bit embarrassing to pretend this at first, but after more than ten years, she has become an expert at it. Now many people think Feng Qing is a very cold person when they see her for the first time. In addition, Feng Qing has bangs covering her eyes, so most people will not take the initiative to talk to her.
When Feng Qing was in college, she had a nickname called "The Woman Who Has Never Been Seen in the Eyes". The reason why Feng Qing insisted on keeping such bangs was very simple -
powerful characters often have long bangs, and the longer the bangs, the more powerful the person is.
Just for this reason, Feng Qing withstood all the pressure and would rather be deducted by her boss than cut her bangs.
This person is actually a little bit stupid.
She pushed the door of the inn, and was stunned for a moment. After a while, she said with a little shock: "No wonder they say children from poor families grow up early, this is how it's cleaned..."
Feng Qing was about to put her hand on the cabinet next to her, but then put it down again. She was afraid that her hand would dirty the cabinet.
"Boss, you're back." Li Qi came out, "I packed some things and didn't dare to move them. I put them here. Please have a look..."
Feng Qing glanced at the small pile on the table.
15 cents coins, two lighters that were who knows how long ago, worn-out hairpins, lipstick that she didn't know where she lost, and a plastic fan with an infertility advertisement printed on it that she picked up while shopping...
Feng Qing immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Li Qi picked up the coins without noticing and said, "Boss, I put these copper plates and small change in the cash register..."
"Copper plates...small change?" Feng Qing was a little surprised.
She watched Li Qi walk towards the cashier, and suddenly picked up a lighter and asked Li Qi, "Wait, what is this?"
"A flint." Li Qi turned around and asked in surprise. He didn't understand why the shopkeeper suddenly asked this.
"What about this?" Feng Qing picked up the fan next to her.
"A broken cattail leaf fan." Li Qi hesitated for a while and said, "There are two boys painted on it, and some strange ghost paintings..."
The more he talked, the more he felt that Feng Qing's expression seemed to have improved. Although it seemed a little strange to try to see any expression changes from this face, Li Qi, who was also good at paralyzed faces, still subtly noticed it.
Feng Qing tried for a long time and finally confirmed her idea.
It turns out that the people here see different things from what she sees!
I'm afraid that some things that are beyond the times have become in line with the times in the eyes of the people here, and they can't see any difference at all! No
wonder Li Qi was indifferent to the floral water last night... If she had known this, why would she have done a big cleanup.
"Okay, I know." Feng Qing said happily after a long time, "It's okay, put the things where they should be, and throw away the two flints, I guess they can't make fire."
She was just about to go back and watch TV comfortably, and this time she didn't have to hide her mobile phone anymore, when she suddenly remembered something and turned to Li Qi and said, "That what, if guests come later, if those people look unfriendly, remember not to confront them head-on, there is a button next to the counter, remember to press it."
"...This?" Li Qi walked to the side of the counter.
He just wiped the counter and saw a strange little wooden button with a small auspicious beast carved on it. He didn't know what it was, so he didn't move it.
"This..." Feng Qing said, "After you press it, I can know when someone comes downstairs."
This is an electric button, which is similar to the principle of a doorbell. If someone comes downstairs, just press it and the upstairs will know.
She didn't even plan to explain to Li Qi what was going on. A child who grew up farming at home might not even recognize all the words. As long as the thing is "reasonable" in the eyes of the other party, Feng Qing felt that there was no need for her to explain it to him. Isn't there an allusion to "The Emperor's Golden Hob"... These days, ordinary people lack food and clothing, and have little knowledge. There are so many things they haven't seen before. Li Qi probably thinks that every inn has these things.
The reason why Feng Qing told Li Qi this is because she just realized that this might be a martial arts world.
The inns in the martial arts world...
According to Feng Qing's many years of experience, the big heroes would smash or burn the store at any time, or they would chop the shopkeeper and the waiter to death if they didn't agree... These days, except for those famous inns, such as Longmen Inn, Yuelai Inn, Tongfu Inn... Which other inn can survive well in the martial arts world?
She is a nobody, and the inn she opened is not that capable, and she doesn't even have a name. She just lives a peaceful life with her new chef. If she can live a peaceful life until she dies, she will be considered a winner.
It seems that one day... she may have to order a "No Fighting" sign to hang in the store. Feng Qing suddenly thought of something.
Li Qi came to the counter and gently touched the small button.
Qimen Dunjia...
No matter what Li Qi saw, he felt that he would not be moved.
The shopkeeper who saw him was very likely related to Guigumen or Mohism.
A strange wooden mechanism, Li Qi had no idea about it, but the armor masters he had seen before were able to do all kinds of incredible things.
The identity of the shopkeeper became more and more confusing, and Li Qi couldn't think of a possible identity no matter how hard he tried...
...
Just when Feng Qing went upstairs, a group of people came to this alley, and the person in the lead had a pale face.
"Have you seen someone who looks like this?" The green-faced man lowered his head and whispered to a child riding a bamboo horse at the entrance of the alley.
"I have." The child only took a look at the painting in the green-faced man's hand and pointed to the inside of the alley.
"It's in that inn."
The green-faced man raised his head and glanced at the inn.
Are you hiding here?