"On the surface, I'm just a waiter?" Jiang Yun was a little incredulous. A waiter could decide who to hire? He could live alone in the backyard of the restaurant with Uncle Fu, the owner of Shixiang Pavilion? He could receive spirit stones every month without doing anything. Lin Wan'er and the other waiters didn't have such treatment.
Could it be that I'm a young master of a family? Jiang Fu's last name is also Jiang. That's why Uncle Fu said if I messed around, I should get out of here. He meant to get out of the family, right? I don't know why the original owner didn't remember any details about their relationship, only fear and resentment towards Uncle Fu.
"I can't expose myself." Jiang Yun thought about the concept of possessing another's body in the world of immortal cultivation. If I behaved inappropriately, I'd be mistaken for a possessed demon and refined. It would be better to keep a low profile and slowly adapt.
Besides the few people he had just met, he couldn't recall the other waiters. He had no idea how he had traveled through time and space, or how his original body had suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Yun thought about it for a while, but finally stopped worrying about it and decided to take care of the environment he was in now.
He got up and walked out of the small house where he lived, crossed the backyard, and came to the lobby in front of the Food Fragrance Pavilion, ready to take a good look at the world.
As soon as Jiang Yun entered the lobby, he saw Uncle Fu standing at the counter. Seeing Jiang Yun, he gave him a disgusted look and continued to count the bill. The two figures busying around in the lobby were the two young men who had just rushed in with Uncle Fu.
One of them lowered his head quickly when he saw Jiang Yun. And a name also appeared in Jiang Yun's mind.
"Wu You, cultivation of the inner energy realm of martial arts."
The other waiter who was wiping the table saw Jiang Yun and quickly put down the rag in his hand. He then wiped his black clothes again and again with his hands. Then he came to Jiang Yun and said flatteringly:
"Brother Yun, you're awake. Sister-in-law has already returned to the room. Brother Yun, if you have any instructions, tell me."
"The lackey Wang Hui. Also at the Inner Qi realm." This name flashed through Jiang Yun's mind. Compared to Wu You, this Wang Hui had a lot more memories. His original impression of him was that he was a lackey, someone who only tried to curry favor with him, and his memories were mostly filled with contempt.
"Oh, Wang Hui, nothing much, I'm just taking a stroll."
He was afraid of speaking too much and making mistakes, so he prepared to go out for a walk. First, he wanted to understand the environment and see what this Xiuxian Market was like.
"Hey! Brother Yun, hat tag."
"Come back here!"
Jiang Yun, who had just stepped through the restaurant's door, felt a force pull him back, dragging him directly to the shopkeeper's counter, bumping into several tables along the way.
Wang Hui ran over with a strange hat.
"Shixiang Pavilion hat brand." Another memory emerged in Jiang Yun's mind, and he immediately knew that he almost made a big mistake.
"If you don't want to live, just die." Uncle Fu said coldly, looked at Jiang Yun, and then closed his eyes and began to think.
Wang Hui took the Shixiang Pavilion hat badge and was about to put it on Jiang Yun's head. Looking at this strange hat, Jiang Yun reached out and took it and said:
"Thank you very much. I just woke up with a headache and almost forgot to bring my hat tag. You go ahead and do it. I'll put it on myself."
"Hey, it's okay. Just tell me if Brother Yun has any instructions."
Wang Hui chuckled and continued to clean.
Jiang Yun looked at the hat with a long wooden sign in his hand, and scenes flashed through his memory.
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