Inn backyard
The sky is grey
Snow is falling
There were many icicles of different lengths hanging from the eaves.
"Tsk!"
A cold light bloomed in the void. The long sword turned, cutting, stabbing, retracting, and releasing.
The sword moves changed like flowing water, each move simple and unadorned, yet revealing a shocking sharpness.
In Su Xuan's hands, the three-foot-long Green Bamboo Sword was no weaker than a real iron sword. He infused his True Qi into the sword and let out a low sword hum.
Clang! Clang!
The man moved with the sword, the sword moved with the heart, and the qi flowed through the entire body.
Swordsmen had to learn the basics, then practice techniques, and finally comprehend the Dao.
There were four levels to the sword realm, which were the aura and the heart.
As for Su Xuan, he was currently in the realm of Sword Force. Before his sword was unsheathed, his Sword Force had already taken the lead and he was using his strength to suppress others.
Hot white steam rose from his head and melted the ice on the surrounding eaves.
However, he didn't stop. He just practiced the basic sword moves over and over again, and his glabella was sweating.
His back was also drenched in hot sweat.
It was both sword practice and qi practice. Every sword would mobilize the Primordial Chaos True Qi in his body.
It came out from his dantian, passed through his eight extraordinary meridians, traveled through his limbs and bones, poured into the Green Bamboo Sword, and finally returned to his dantian.
This was a complete cycle.
He practiced the sword, Qi, and also used True Qi to temper his blood, Qi, bones, and muscles, cleansing the sword. It was killing two birds with one stone.
Even the Green Bamboo Sword that he had casually cut back then had been nourished with true qi day and night for a long time.
Its quality had also increased by quite a bit.
The sky gradually brightened. Under the gloomy white snow, the sky was bright.
four hours later
The man in the courtyard put away his sword and stood there with his eyes closed. He exhaled heavily and shot out twenty feet.
It shattered a thick icicle.
At this moment, Su Xuan's entire body was drenched in sweat, as though he had just been fished out of the water.
After starting a fire to boil water, Shu Shu took a medicinal bath. By the time it was over, it was already noon.
It was time to open for business. Although he didn't want to waste time cooking, he had no choice.
They had given too much.
He only needed ten tables of dishes, and the net profit per day ranged from seven to eight taels to more than ten taels or even dozens of taels.
It was like picking up money.
Ever since the rules were changed, Su Xuan's net worth had multiplied, and he wasn't far from the thousand taels mark.
"Ten tables is still too much."
Su Xuan stretched and muttered to himself,""In the future, we'll change it to two tables a day. One table will earn him dozens of taels.”
A copper stove was placed under each table, and the table was covered with thick cloth.
After the guests got on the table, they could put their hands and feet on the warm table.
It was his business principle to do things for money.
"Shopkeeper Lyu, you're finally open.”
A beggar in rags walked out from the corner of the inn's entrance. It was winter, and he was shivering in thin clothes.
"Xiao Mi, sweep the floor first, then tidy up the tables and chairs.”
Su Xuan called out.
Xiao Mi was a beggar who had moved in a few days ago. She was a member of Beggar's Sect. She had become familiar with him over the past few days.
Usually, he would run errands and do odd jobs in the inn.
"Alright."
Xiao Mi hurriedly walked into the inn." The snow is lighter, but it was so cold yesterday that I didn't sleep at all."”
Su Xuan said," The ancients say that it's not cold when it snows, but it's cold when it melts. I reckon that the weather will warm up after the new year. It'll only be cold for the next few days.”
Beggar's Sect disciples had their own rules. Although Amy was a beggar, she could not break the rules.
They could only sleep on the streets and beg for food.
He was quite lucky to have met Su Xuan. Not only did he not chase him away, but he even gave him two tattered quilts and gave the leftovers to Xiao Mi.
In this day and age, not to mention beggars, there were commoners everywhere who did not have enough to eat. Every year, many people would starve to death.
"Remember to wash your hands."
" You'll be in trouble if I see black handprints on the tables and chairs later," Su Xuan reminded.”
"Shopkeeper Lyu, don't worry."
Xiao Mi retracted her black palm and went to the backyard to wash her hands and face. When she came out, her appearance had changed greatly.
He cleaned up the tables and chairs and went to the backyard to chop wood and fetch water.
Su Xuan, on the other hand, soaked himself in a pot of Maojian tea and leisurely lay on the chair, munching on melon seeds.
"Shopkeeper Lyu, these are the vegetables I ordered yesterday.”
"Shopkeeper Lyu, this is the river fish you wanted.”
"Shopkeeper Lyu, the beef and mutton you wanted has arrived.”
"Shopkeeper Lyu, the river prawns and crabs you ordered have arrived.”
One by one, the vendors brought the vegetables, rice, and meat to the kitchen.
"This is the money for the vegetables."
"This is the money for today's meat."
"This is yours."
Beside the counter, Su Xuan paid the bill one by one. As usual, he paid one bill a day. He did not have the habit of keeping money from others.
They were all small businesses, and it was not easy for anyone.
The guests were late today. The first table was reserved yesterday and only came after noon.
"Shopkeeper Lyu, I won't eat anything else today.”
Shopkeeper Zhou of the rouge shop on East Street walked in with his wife and son. He found a warm table to sit down at.
The three of them sat around the table and put their hands and feet under the table. It was steaming hot and their bodies were warm.
"Alright."
"Xiao Mi, a pot of mutton hotpot.”
Su Xuan shouted in the lobby before standing up and placing hot tea and snacks on Shopkeeper Zhou's table.
These were all other services added to the meal.
"Shopkeeper Lyu, it's so comfortable to eat here.”
Shopkeeper Zhou sipped his hot tea and ate his melon seed snacks. He sighed,""It's not like other places. It's so cold.”
"Come often if you feel comfortable."
Su Xuan smiled.
"I would like to come here often, but my purse doesn't allow it. I only need to come here two or three times a month.”
Shopkeeper Zhou hurriedly said.
What kind of joke was this? With just this table of mutton, who knew how much rouge and cosmetic powder they would have to sell to earn back the money.
If it weren't for his wife and son who wanted to eat hotpot, he really wouldn't have come.
After Xiao Mi prepared the dishes, Su Xuan poured the soup into a specially made copper pot and added charcoal. He brought it to the table, and a fragrant aroma immediately wafted through the air.
The dipping sauce, mutton, and side dishes were served on the table. Shopkeeper Zhou's family couldn't wait to eat.
This fragrance drifted far away, causing passersby to stop.
"It smells so good."
"It's the smell of mutton."
"Shopkeeper Lyu, give me a freshwater fish hotpot and a plate of stir-fried crayfish.”
"Shopkeeper Lyu, as usual, three meat dishes and two vegetables for one soup.”
The guests took their seats one after another. As usual, the ten tables of food and wine were sold out at noon.
After hanging up the closed sign, Su Xuan looked at the account book behind the counter and beamed with joy. Another fifteen taels of net profit had entered his account.
Delighted.
Meanwhile, Xiaomi was eating her food in big mouthfuls.
"Amy, eat less. We'll have hotpot later.”
Su Xuan grinned.
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