Lin Xuan taught Huang Rong how to operate the wine-making equipment.
Huang Rong was very smart. She knew what to do the moment she taught him, which saved Lin Xuan a lot of trouble.
After that.
Lin Xuan asked Huang Rong to fill the wine.
Because there was enough wine and a large number of wine jars were urgently purchased.
Therefore, there were 1,000 jars of wine piled up in the backyard of Tongfu Inn.
Tong Xiangyu looked at the wine jars piled up in the backyard. Her eyes were burning and her breathing was rapid.
So much alcohol was all money!
Mo Xiaobei, who was beside him, immediately poured cold water on him.
"Don't think about it. It's not yours."
Tong Xiangyu sighed helplessly.
……
At noon.
Lin Xuan returned to the inn.
At this moment.
The inn was already filled with people.
Some people who didn't have seats stood at the side.
The entire hall was packed.
Only the people from the Shifting Flower Palace were slightly more spacious.
After all.
No one present dared to provoke the Shifting Flower Palace.
Lin Xuan sensed it carefully and could not help but frown.
Although there were many people in the hall now, most of them were rich people from the martial world. The old drinkers were also squeezed to the edge.
He naturally understood the thoughts of these Jianghu tycoons.
It was nothing more than to continue digging up information about the Celestial Realm, and at the same time, to buy high-end wine.
After all.
Although those high-end drinks were expensive, their effects were excellent. They were the divine items that many Jianghu tycoons dreamed of.
The problem was…
Lin Xuan also needed to drink to cultivate.
The wine had to be guaranteed that he could cultivate normally before the excess could be sold.
More importantly, once he sold those high-end drinks in large quantities, it would cause the price to depreciate, and people might even suspect his secrets.
At that time, even Yao Yue and Lian Xing would not be able to protect him.
Lin Xuan thought about it and quickly came up with a solution.
He walked into the crowd.
Everyone hurriedly made way for Lin Xuan to walk to the high platform easily.
Very quickly.
Lin Xuan came to the high platform.
He didn't sit down, but stood beside the table and cupped his hands at everyone."
"Everyone, I have something to announce.”
When the crowd below the stage heard Lin Xuan's words, they suddenly had a bad feeling.
Lin Xuan said slowly,"
"From today onwards, those who tell stories every day will be changed to one day of storytelling and one day of rest.”
"Today is the rest day."
"Therefore, if everyone wants to listen to the book, please come back tomorrow.”
When everyone heard this, they could not help but be stunned.
Stop for a day?
"Did Mister Lin encounter any difficulties?”
"If you have any difficulties, you can tell us directly. We will definitely help you solve them.”
"Exactly. We are still waiting to hear the follow-up story."
"Mister Lin, we…"
Yao Yue could not help but frown.
Could it be because of what happened last night?
After all.
Lin Xuan had been telling stories every day at Tongfu Inn for more than half a month.
But now that those rich men of the pugilistic world had appeared, Lin Xuan had changed to telling stories every other day.
If it was really caused by these people, then…
A wisp of cold air was emitted and rippled in all directions.
Everyone could not help but feel a chill down their spines. They subconsciously shut their mouths and did not dare to say anything.
For a moment.
The entire hall fell silent.
The rich men held their breaths, afraid that their loud breathing would provoke Yao Yue.
Lian Xing blinked and didn't say anything.
Not far away.
Bai Zhantang stared at Yao Yue nervously.
If a chaotic battle broke out, even if his identity was exposed, he had to act immediately and protect everyone from Tong Fu Inn.
Yao Yue spoke slowly,"
"Lin Xuan, why do you only tell stories every other day?”
Yao Yue's voice was a little cold, giving people a feeling of superiority, but it was extremely pleasant and crisp.
The moment he said that, everyone hurriedly looked at Lin Xuan.
At this moment.
Those rich men were worried.
If Lin Xuan blamed it on them, would Yao Yue start a massacre?
Lin Xuan smiled and said,"
"Because storytelling also requires preparation in advance and organizing the story.”
"It's impossible to say whatever comes to mind.”
"That's why I have time to prepare a better story every other day.”
Yao Yue nodded slightly.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as it wasn't their fault.
Lin Xuan cupped his hands."
"Please forgive me."
Everyone hurriedly said,
"Sure, sure."
"Mr. Lin needs to rest, so rest well. There's no hurry."
"It's good to rest for a day."
Lin Xuan nodded and walked down the platform. Then, he walked towards the stairs.
When the rich men of the pugilistic world saw Lin Xuan leave, they paid their bills and left as well.
Anyway, they had just sat down and hadn't ordered yet.
Very quickly.
The hall, which was originally filled to the brim, became much more spacious.
Tong Xiangyu looked at the empty hall and felt a little helpless.
"How am I supposed to do business…"
After those rich men left, the old drinkers were much happier.
"There's finally a seat."
"Waiter, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve the wine!"
"I want Green Ant Wine. If he didn't drink this green ant wine for a day, he would feel weak all over.”
"I still think plum wine is delicious.”
When Tong Xiangyu saw this situation, she was greatly surprised.
She immediately realized that even if Lin Xuan told a story every other day, it wouldn't make the inn's business cold.
After all.
There were still many old customers who wanted to drink.
He had to eat while drinking.
Wasn't this a living thing?
Tong Xiangyu immediately instructed Bai Zhantang and Guo Furong,"
"What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry up and serve the wine."
"If the customers complain, I'll deduct your salary!”
Bai Zhantang and Guo Furong looked at each other and could not help but sigh.
Originally, they thought that Lin Xuan would tell stories every other day and they could rest for a day.
However…
Now, it seemed that resting was impossible.
Huang Rong blinked and slipped away quietly.
He only needed to wait until the evening to settle the bill.
Anyway, Lin Xuan wasn't around now, so she didn't want to continue delivering wine in a daze.
Why are you working so hard?
Could it be that the one cup of Immortal Drunken Wine a week could become two cups?
The old drinkers sighed as they drank.
"It's a pity that Mr. Lin won't be reading today. He'll have to wait until tomorrow.”
"If Mr. Lin continued to tell stories today, would you still be sitting here?”
"There are too many outsiders."
"Forget it. In the future, we can stand with a jug of wine and listen to Mr. Lin's storytelling.”
"Extremely, extremely."
……
At this moment.
Under the full operation of the booksellers, the content of Lin Xuan's story yesterday spread rapidly.
The deeds of Patriarch Lu, Li Chungang, Deng Tai'e, and Wang Xianzhi were also known by many people.
Amongst them.
The news that the immortals in the heavens were the mortal world's greatest enemy had even ignited the entire martial arts world.
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