Chapter 367 Stove

Chapter 367 Stove

Xue Mu stayed overnight in the sect, and the next morning he and Yue Xiaochan continued their journey north amid the warm farewell of the aunts.

Yue Xiaochan swept away her slightly melancholy mood last night, excitedly held his hand and jumped up and down the road with a smile as bright as a flower.

The girl's mood is as melancholy as it is soaring, and her ponytail is jumping up and down as she runs, all of which is youthful.

Xue Mu always felt that she should carry another schoolbag and wear a sailor uniform and tennis skirt... Yes, she is fourteen years old, she should be a junior high school girl.

Maybe he really has to admit that he has some lolita tendencies... He really likes Yue Xiaochan's appearance. Maybe it's because the girls he sees every day are too young and mature?

Looking at the four fairies with stunning colors, Meng Lan, Mu Jianli, Zhu Chenyao, Xiao Qingwu, all 18-year-old girls, they don't show much of what a girl should look like, and they are all hidden by too many things on the other side. Mu Jianli often reveals her feelings, but seeing that she has to become a sect master, I am afraid it will not be difficult again. She has to be like Xue Qingqiu, hanging the sword on the mirror and sealing the rouge puppet in the cabinet. For solemnity and majesty.

The relationship between the two along the way was also very strange. They seemed to be lovers, but they rarely had any ambiguous actions, and they never even kissed each other. They loved holding hands the most. It always reminds Xue Mu of the most youthful time on campus, the kind that can make his face blush and his heart beat at a glance. But they are clearly an old driver and a little witch. They speak with no scruples, no matter how explicit the words are, they don't take it seriously.

For example, Yue Xiaochan would sometimes ask inquiringly, among so many women he had tasted, who tasted the best.

Of course, Xue Mu did not dare to answer the question directly, saying that everyone was wrong. He just prevaricated: "It's not as good as the fifth girl who is so handy."

"Who is the fifth girl? Why don't I recognize her?"

"There are so many girls you don't know."

Yue Xiaochan pursed her lips, thinking that when she went back, she would check out the little witch next to him, which one was nicknamed Fifth Girl. It's really unforgivable that someone ate it secretly behind everyone's back.

"Is it Li Xiaorui? She is the fifth among your eight personal guards!"

"Pfft..." Xue Mu laughed so hard that he stretched out his hand to rub her head, his doting look even visible to passers-by.

Yue Xiaochan stared at him in confusion.

"Sir, this is your niece. You two uncles and nephews have a really good relationship." This was a casual joke made by the waiter at the roadside shop after pouring hot wine.

The two looked at each other, and Xue Mu laughed: "Yes, my niece, is she beautiful?"

"It's just like a fairy descending to earth. I think the beauty is nothing more than that."

The two of them headed north, into October, into winter, and into Jianzhou. Obviously this place is not too far away from Lingzhou, but I can already feel the obvious difference in customs and customs. For example, drinking here is done by scalding it before drinking, which is a habit for both warriors and ordinary people.

There is a small stove in the roadside wine shop with a copper kettle burning on it. There are pedestrians sitting in twos and threes around, covered in dust.

Grains and millet are spread casually on the empty lawn outside, even on both sides of the avenue, witnessing the autumn harvest. In fact, Xue Mu knew that it was neither grain nor wheat. The crops in this world were completely different from those in his place. Maybe the name was grain, but it was actually not the same thing. It could be regarded as a spiritual seed, with three or four crops a year, and the yield per mu and so on. It's very exaggerated, and even the effect of wine making is mysterious.

It may be related to the species, but also to the so-called aura of heaven and earth.

"Little brother, Jianzhou's harvest is good this year."

"It's just so-so. It's a little bit lower this year."

Xue Mu and Yue Xiaochan looked at each other. From what the waiter said, this should be a normal harvest, and by analogy, other products should also be normal. But Jianzhou is clearly not poor, but Wenjian Sect has reached a new level of poverty. It seems that Wenjian Sect's predicament has little to do with the local economy and is entirely its own problem.

It goes without saying that local people's livelihood and economic circulation are all handled by the imperial court. These martial arts sects don't know how to do it and can only collect resources layer by layer. It stands to reason that the subsidiaries at all levels are too huge, and if you just collect them casually, you will get rich. However, if the operation and management are not carried out for many years, problems will eventually arise.

In fact, if you go to the modern forum and ask how the sects in the world of immortals, heroes, fantasy and high martial arts developed, 90% of the answers below are about mining spiritual stones, collecting subordinates, and hunting monsters. This is the only thing left in modern thinking. You really can’t laugh and ask about the sword sect. .

Wenjian Sect is just the most prominent one. Other sects should have more or less similar problems. However, other sects have people responsible for their economic operations and internal affairs. Even if their level is average, they will not be as weird as Wenjian Sect. Xue Mu suspected that Wenjian Sect's accounts were messed up, and the records of entering and exiting the warehouse were also messed up. He didn't know how much stuff he had in his house.

There wasn't much to see in a roadside wine shop. Xue Mu didn't think much about it for the time being, drinking hot wine with Yue Xiaochan and chatting away. The chat in the wine shop also reached the ears of the two of them, and they could also refer to some situations of the Wenjian Sect:

"The grand ceremony of our sect is about to begin, and everyone from all over the world is rushing back one after another. I should return to the sect immediately. I will come to see you after the grand ceremony."

Xue Mu turned around and saw a young man in shabby white clothes sitting in the corner drinking with a girl, as if saying goodbye.

The young girl said: "You return to the sect and concentrate on training. Martial arts is your top priority. Don't just run around blindly."

The young man was quite touched: "You are so kind to me."

The girl said: "You are a nice person."

"My qualifications are average, I wasted my time in the outer sect, and I still see no hope of entering the inner sect. Do you really not care?"

"It doesn't matter. Qualifications don't represent everything. As long as you have perseverance, you will eventually make progress. What's more, the qualifications to enter the Wenjian Outer Sect are better than those of ordinary direct descendants."

The young man almost choked with sobs: "I'm so broke that I can't even buy you a hairpin, and you don't care..."

"I don't care. Money is something external to the body, and warriors like us don't pay much attention to it. As a disciple of Wenjian sect, you are looked down upon by everyone. How can you sigh for a hairpin?"

"My sect is also in a dilemma now. We might have to lay off the outer disciples... If they are really laid off, don't you care?"

"It doesn't matter. A good man has his ambitions in all directions. The Wenjian Sect leaves no one behind and has its own foothold."

Over there, Yue Xiaochan clicked her tongue and sighed: "What a good girl... This guy doesn't look very good, how can he be so lucky?"

But I heard the young man's voice trembling: "This time when I return to the clan, I will work hard and make progress. I will never let you down without even looking at others."

The girl said: "Look, it doesn't matter who you are, I don't care..."

"Wow..." Xue Mu was amazed this time: "Where can I find such a good girl..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard the girl say: "I'm not going to marry you anyway, so why should I care about this and that?"

Xue Mu and Yue Xiaochan both spit out a mouthful of wine.

The boy's choked sobs turned into real tears, and he burst into tears.

But I heard a drinker next to me couldn't help but say to the girl: "Girl, I think that young man is also a sentimental person, and he is a disciple of the Wenjian Sect. Even if he is an outer disciple, his status is respected in the world, why are you so heartless? ?”

"He may not even be able to survive the abolition of the outer sect. Even if he survives it, God knows if there will be a next time. Even if he survives it, how can he grab the betrothal gift that he can't come up with? The disciple of Wenjian has a high status in the world. Can I be used as food? Whoever loves to respect will be respected, my aunt will not serve me."

The drinkers were silent.

Xue Mu and Yue Xiaochan looked at each other speechlessly.

A super sect that has been around for thousands of years, one of its disciples fell in love and was rejected by the woman, but you still can’t refute...

Yue Xiaochan looked at the copper kettle on the stove and said leisurely: "I see that your sister Jianli is just like that copper kettle, standing on the stove..."