Piao Tianwenxue     Helplessly, things cannot be changed. Linji Inn cannot cooperate with Wanxianlou, so naturally, Lou Wanxian did not give up the bargaining chips to suppress Linji Inn.

It depends on whether Lou Wanxian has the ability to make the backers behind him come forward for business. If Lou Wanxian only finds a few second- and third-rank clients to come forward and put pressure on him, Lin Dong can definitely find Fu Tongshan to stand up, instead of asking Emperor Ganwei to make a grudge with the backers behind Wanxianlou.

"Shopkeeper, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to the lobby first?" Ma Chun asked.

"Go!" Lin Dong waved.

After Ma Chun left, Lin Dong thought about it for a while. After he couldn't think of any way to make Lou Wanxian give up on the idea of ​​beating Linji Inn, he had to give up.

He took Li Xun to the third kitchen and knocked on the door that was closed for confidentiality. Soon, the door creaked.

An apprentice stood at the door and saw Lin Dong, and hurriedly moved a little away.

The heat wave came to my face, and five large spirit stone exhaust fans roared and rotated, constantly emanating the thick smoke from the five stoves.

"Shopkeeper, why did you bring a beggar here? We don't have anything to feed the beggars." Qiao Tianhao first put down the spatula in his hand, completely ignoring the sizzling white smoke in the pot. Except for the apprentices, including Qiao Tianhao, all the best chefs knew very well that Lin Dong was bringing his personal visit.

A newcomer has joined.

Qiao Tianhao understood, but chose to pretend to be stupid without thinking. Although he was the second best chef after Jiang Fen joined Linji Inn, there was no one he could bully in the third kitchen.

It is rare that Qiao Tianhao will naturally not give up. He will make the other party angry first, so he will have the chance to fight.

Li Xun did not express any expression beyond Qiao Tianhao, even Jiang Fen, Yu Linglong and others. Lin Dong stopped, and he stopped, his body remained motionless.

Soon, everyone discovered the abnormality in Li Xun's pupils.

"Shopkeeper, why did you bring someone who was planning to hang himself?" Qiao Tianhao shouted: "This is not a place to hang himself."

Lin Dong ignored Qiao Tianhao and directly told Li Xun's life experience. Then he told Jiang Fen to take care of Li Xun and arrange an apprentice for him, and took Li Xun to the sixth stove without firing.

"Practice here first, get used to the atmosphere and environment of this kitchen. After the manager Ma I just met came over, you can do things as he told me." Lin Dong ordered.

"I understand!" Li Xun responded.

"I understand? What do you understand? Let me tell you?" Li Xun's identity as a slave, for Qiao Tianhao, was not the object of sympathy, but the object of better bullying. He immediately stepped forward and provoked Li Xun more vigorously.

Lin Dong smiled and waved his hand to stop the huā Wuyue who could not see it, stepped forward and patted Qiao Tianhao on the shoulder, and walked out of the room.

In terms of temper, Li Xunai ignored it, and Qiao Tianhao was so angry that he vomited blood, he must be a one-man show. In terms of strength, except for Cheng Bao's immortal trick, looking at the kitchen, no one is Li Xun's opponent. Although Qiao Tianhao is a disciple of Feng Yue, the power of soaking Tianfeng Olive in the early stage is not great. Even Huā Wuyue can't beat him, so naturally he can't get any advantage in Li Xun.

The addition of Li Xun, a newcomer, is destined to become the second newcomer who can ignore Qiao Tianhao as soon as he enters the kitchen.

Back in the room, Lin Dong eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to concentrate on nourishing the unformed Dantian. The spiritual power flowing in the meridians was like a rushing sea, vast and surging.

In a flash, more than half a month, the sky was just bright, and the heat waves came one after another.

Lin Dong, who had been practicing hard for more than half a month, pushed open the door, and the breeze and hot air came to his face.

In the backyard, eagles and birds flapped their wings and emitted the heat from their bodies. Outside the inn, the escorts drawn were ready to go, brand new carriages standing on the street, horses were roaring with their heads high, as if demonstrating towards the scorching sun that was about to rush out of the horizon.

On the carriage, spiritual stone fans of different models exuded a strange luster. The fan blades, strange fan covers, and strange appearances made people curiously expand at a speed that was faster than summer days when they kept poking their heads out toward the horizon.

The capital is not a southwestern county, not Qiufeng Mansion, nor Lingnan County. No one here has ever seen the spirit stone fan, and no one is used to the overwhelming publicity of Linji Inn. Soon, more than 20 large-scale carriages were filled tightly by countless onlookers.

Compared with carriages equipped with spirit stone fans, those carriages piled with large wine jars are much more low-key. Although there are more than twenty cars, there are not many onlookers. Whether it is the wine jar or the small hole at the bottom, it makes people believe that it contains fine wine.

There is no suspense, and naturally no one will join in the fun. If you want to taste the fine wines of Linji Inn, you can watch the fun on the other side with such a large wine tank, so you won’t have to worry about not being able to drink it.

"This thing must be a weapon."

"How can Linji Inn sell weapons? According to me, it must be something for children. I reach out and dial it, and the children will definitely like it. "Just kidding, such a dense wire, let alone hands, you can't put your fingers in. According to me, it should be something for raising small animals."

The guess sounds are like mushrooms springing after the rain. In the capital, not everyone knows the existence of the spirit stone fan. There are more or less several units flowing in Lingnan County. But there are definitely none of them present.

In the crowd, Lin Dong listened quietly to the discussions of people around him. The noisy environment not only did not make him bored, but also became very excited. The more noisy, the more curious people were. When the final result was beyond everyone's intention, the greater the sensational effect of the spirit stone fan after it was pushed out.

"Give it, everyone will give it!" The captain of the guard team, Wang Liujiao, jumped onto a carriage that was on the head, and the elders of Linji Inn, such as Shouzhugan, also took their place.

The crowd began to slowly give up a passage, and forty carriages were divided into four routes and began to spread to both sides.

After waiting for half an hour, almost all four routes arrived at the predetermined location, Wang Liuyi, who was staying at the entrance of Linji Inn, waved his hand with a big wave.

"Set off!"

The guards waved the whip in their hands, and the carriage slowly moved forward with the neighing sound of the horses. On the carriage equipped with the spirit stone fan, the guards opened the spirit stone fan one after another, and the fan blades began to rotate slowly. Amid the surprise and screams of countless people, the fan blades rotated faster and faster.

In the blink of an eye, I couldn't see the signs of rotation clearly. In the fan cover, a large or small wind kept surging out. For a moment, the entire street fell into a strange silence. One by one, I stared at the blades of the spirit stone fan, my mouth slightly opened, but no one could say a word, and even my breathing became slower.

"Why hasn't it stopped yet?"

Finally, a scream broke the silence on the street. With a bang, countless people asked and shouted as if they were blown up.

On the spirit stone fan facing the sky, two guards lifted a large iron plate and jumped up. In an instant, the strong wind roared and roared at the bottom of the iron plate. The two guards grabbed the edge of the iron plate, and pedaled forward, backward, left and right, from time to time, balancing the position of the iron plate above the squid wind.

This wonder once again ignited the entire street.

Can the iron plate blow up, or even have two people hanging on the iron plate. How strong does it take to do it?

Jicheng City is more than ten feet high, and any strong wind is blocked. The people here have never seen such a fearful strong wind. They dare not even get too close to the carriage with a large spirit stone fan. They are worried that if they are not careful, the wind direction of the spirit stone fan turns to their side, and they may blow themselves into the sky.

However, that was not enough, but after the two guards were fully accommodating, bags of pebbles were poured onto the ground and then poured onto the iron plate with a shovel.

Ten centimeters, twenty centimeters, and thirty centimeters "has been piled up to more than one meter high. When the piles of the two guards have already affected the hands of the two guards, the pile of pebbles stopped. The iron plate, however, sank about half a meter, was still more than two meters away from the large spirit stone fan.

The exclamation never stopped. Some bold onlookers also began to approach the spirit stone fans with smaller air volume.

Compared with the spirit stone fan, the carriage where the big wine jar is once again low-key and deserted. Except for a few drunkards, the surroundings are empty.

With the expectation of several drunkards, the guards finally pulled out the bottom of the big wine jars on the five carriages, allowing them to flow down into the small paper cups folded with greased paper below during the crystal clear night. One was filled and immediately replaced with another one.

"Rabbit tastes big..."

Before the guard's greeting was finished, the paper cup placed on the edge of the car was taken up by a drunkard. Then, he placed it under his nose and sucked it hard. He was disappointed, and there was no smell of wine, but it felt a little cool.

"Brother, what kind of wine is this? Why doesn't the wine smell at all?" The drunkard couldn't help but ask to the guard.

"It's not wine, it's, morning---drink!" The guard was confused for a moment, and finally remembered the two difficult words to talk about in the game.

"Drinking a pestle?" The drunkard mihuo was puzzled and looked at the pure liquid in the paper cup, and his neck was filled with slap.

"It's really not wine?"

The drunkard looked disappointed and smashed his mouth, but there was no smell of alcohol at all.

"How does it taste?" the guard asked with a smile.

"A little sweet...a little fragrant...a little cold..." the drunkard hesitated.

The guard smiled, picked up the two cups he had just received and glanced at the surroundings, and said loudly: "I'm drinking, who wants to drink a drink? Free gifts, no time to go."

The other few drunkards who were waiting and watching immediately grabbed the paper cup. It was free anyway, and even if it wasn't wine, they would never suffer any loss. Just like the first drunkard, they were disappointed.

But then, some people who heard the word "Drink" and felt curious came over...
Chapter completed!