After sending Shi Chunqing away, Tang Zhao stayed in the boutique for another day.
Although he now knows the art of sword control, it is more convenient to go up and down the mountain, but he cannot go down the mountain every two days. Naturally, he has something to do this time. In addition to some daily business reconciliations, he will go down the mountain to attend the Mid-Spring Meeting in the near future.
It only takes a month or two to arrange all the business matters in the store. Shopkeeper Liu will handle general matters by himself. If there is any major issue, he will send an owl to notify Xue Yeyu.
"After I come back, I'm afraid I'll have to go into seclusion with my master to make swords again. It will take several months to get down from the mountain, and you'll have to work hard in the store. There won't be much supply in the past few months, so don't do any promotions, and don't expect to ship in large quantities.
When I get out of the customs, a sword-making conference will be held on the mountain. At that time, guests from all over the world will gather, and it will be a good day for us to make money and become famous. Don’t be in a hurry to sell any high-quality products you see in the past few months, just stock them up. Then we will
Let’s go to the mountain to hold the first auction and get our brand out there.”
Liu Qiguang understood and said: "Sword-making conference? That is really a grand event, at least it is the first time in Yunzhou. When the owner of the village becomes a swordsmith, who can compete in Yunzhou? Let's just drink a little soup.
Yes. But if you really want to eat meat, you, the boss, have to become a swordsmith yourself."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "It's not that far away then, maybe a year or two."
Liu Qiguang didn't ask Xue Xian. It's been almost ten years since Yunguang prepared to forge a sword. Why is it that you only need one or two years at such a young age? He absolutely believed in Tang Zhao, knowing that his boss did not tell lies, so he sighed:
"You will only be twenty years old by then. Is there anywhere in the world that a swordsmith and swordsman of your age cannot go?"
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Wherever I go, our store will be opened. If I fly into the sky, we will open the company to the moon. By the way, the person you mentioned last time, I met yesterday and thought he was okay."
Let him come to the store to be your deputy first, and he will get to know the work slowly. During special times, you should pay more attention to safety."
Liu Qiguang said: "Thank you, boss. And about that matter..."
The two arranged things clearly one by one and strengthened the store's defense.
In the evening, a guest came outside.
Tang Zhao had been waiting for her at the door early, and said with a smile: "Aunt Hua is here, please come in."
The guest was a woman in her thirties, clothed in commoner clothes and wearing a jade hairpin. She was simple and unpretentious, but she could not conceal her grace and grace. Although she was no longer youthful, her charm was still better than that of those young girls.
She is Hua Xifu’s mother, Mrs. Hua Rong.
Mrs. Huarong had a weathered look on her face. She was obviously a little tired from the journey, but she was in a good mood. She smiled and said, "I haven't seen Ah Zhao for a year, and he has grown taller again."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "Auntie is younger than last year."
What he said was not just a compliment. Last year, he happened to meet Mrs. Huarong in the store. At that time, he noticed that Mrs. Huarong was in better spirits. It became more and more obvious this year. Not only did Mrs. Huarong not age, but her skin became fairer.
The condition is also better.
Is this the relaxation and happiness that comes from not having to take care of children?
He took Mrs. Huarong up to the second floor.
According to the layout, the boutique is a hotel on the second floor.
Tang Zhao had previously wanted to turn the second floor into a delicious luxury restaurant, replicating the dishes that Mr. Chen often mentioned, but after discussing with Liu Qiguang, he gave up the idea because the positioning was wrong.
This place is too far away from Spring City. No matter how delicious the food is, the number of customers it attracts is limited. It is also difficult to afford a real chef. It is better to rely on the mountain flavor of the mountain and sell some local specialties.
Although it is similar to farm food, the decoration is bright and clean, just like the style of a boutique. The kitchen is also clean and tidy, with all kinds of kitchen utensils available.
Mrs. Huarong went into the kitchen, washed her hands first, rolled up her sleeves, and took out the box for the body belt.
Open the box and find washed and chopped vegetables inside.
"Although I hurriedly and slowly ate them, the shepherd's purse has become a little wilted. The winter bamboo shoots are not as crisp and tender as before."
Tang Zhao smiled and said: "I think it's pretty good. They're all fresh and delicious. Otherwise, can Auntie go down below and pick out a fresh-keeping weapon? I'll give it to you..."
Mrs. Huarong smiled and said: "You don't want to give it to me, but sell me five of them at the original price. In this way, you can not only cherish the blessing but also enjoy the taste of hometown, and I can use it every day."
Tang Zhao said: "Okay, you buy five, and I will give you an insulated box, so that you can cook the dumplings and take them with you. The ones we cooked on the mountain still lack the flavor."
While talking, Mrs. Huarong had already started chopping vegetables and meat to mix the stuffing. Tang Zhao was helping to knead the noodles. She said, "Do you think Xifu can tell that the dumplings were made by me?"
Tang Zhaodao: "She didn't tell me, but she should have eaten it. In fact, why didn't Aunt Hua tell her directly? Is there anything that can't be said when the birthday girl makes dumplings?"
Mrs. Huarong said softly: "Because I can't see her yet, why do I keep reminding her that there is this girl outside? Just a little while, a little while will be fine." She shook her head again and said, "I'm also having wild thoughts, and again.
I want her to forget about me and play happily with my friends in the mountains, but I am afraid that she will really forget me."
Tang Zhao struggled to understand this subtle emotion and could only say: "She is living a good life on the mountain, and she has not forgotten about the foot of the mountain. Don't worry, Aunt Hua."
Suddenly, Mrs. Huarong was heard saying from behind: "Sword Master Tang, do you know that your village is being targeted?"
Tang Zhaohe paused and said, "Madam, can you elaborate on this?"
Mrs. Huarong continued to mix the stuffing, her mouth slightly pursed, obviously she didn't want to say anything.
Tang Zhao moved his hand and the kitchen door closed automatically, and the slight breeze outside could no longer be felt.
"Madam, to be honest, you are not the first to warn us. In fact, warnings have been coming from various channels in the past few days. Even people who have not been in contact for many years have specially sent letters. But they are all as if they have made an appointment.
We are guessing riddles one after another. Everyone must have good intentions, but guessing like this makes us more and more restless and helpless. As the saying goes, there is a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no thousand days to guard against thieves. If in the end we are still
If it doesn’t help, wouldn’t it be disappointing the good intention of everyone’s reminder? Now, just the two of us, can you say a few words to me for the sake of cherishing your blessing?”
Mrs. Huarong lowered her head and pondered for a long time. The chopsticks stirred the porcelain basin and her voice was like a mosquito: "The news came from the Star Picking Pavilion. It was originally vague. But I spent a lot of time searching for clues. It may be possible.
It involves turtle bandits.”
The last two words are almost inaudible.
Tang Zhao frowned. Of course he knew about Zhaixing Pavilion, which was the most mysterious force in the martial arts world. It was famous for its mystery and omniscience. It was said that it could predict the future. It is said that as long as you spend enough money, you can buy all the information, but it is very difficult.
Few people can afford it. But the turtle bandits... said: "Aren't the turtle bandits a band of bandits on the run? They kidnap the innocent and do all kinds of evil. The court is offering a huge reward."
Mrs. Huarong shook her head slightly, and the beads on her earrings did not even move. She said: "You can't find out the real news about the turtle bandits in the martial arts world. If there is someone in the court you can trust, you can ask. You must be trustworthy.
Only when you have to speak can you speak, otherwise you will suffer the consequences."
Tang Zhao knew what was going on, so he leaned forward and said, "Thank you, madam."
The two of them returned to their respective places. Mrs. Huarong rolled out her dough and said, "Xifu, this child has not worked hard enough. He has not become a White Jade disciple in three years. The rules of the villa are that you cannot go down the mountain until you become a White Jade disciple. This is really frustrating."
Tang Zhao understood what she meant and said: "Disciple Qingyu can also apply for missions outside. We have many such missions in our store. Master has specially approved the use of young disciples. When the time comes, she can be asked to go to Chuncheng to drop leaflets."
The two plates of dumplings were boiled white and plump, and were placed in the box and covered. Mrs. Huarong put down her sleeves and said, "Actually, when I saw Ah Zhao, I knew in my heart that Zhuoyu Villa has a future. I'll bet on the future."
It won’t be a loss. Now your martial arts skills are no less than mine.”
Tang Zhao hurriedly said: "How can you compare with the famous flower in the world... Mrs. Huarong? You are a first-class martial arts master, and you are the only one in the world with your ability to scatter flowers. Who can be you?"
Mrs. Huarong smiled and said: "Why don't you call me a nickname? I quite like it, so just call me Hua Yan Wang. If you have anyone you want to kill, come to my Yama Wang shop. I will make a first-class ban for you.
Kill the post, it’s a very good deal.”
Tang Zhao chuckled: "You'd better come to my store to apply for a super VIP card."
After seeing off Mrs. Huarong, Tang Zhao was ready to go back.
It was a good trip down the mountain this time, I did all the things I needed to do, and there was an unexpected gain.
"The Turtle Bandit has a very strange name. It usually has no sense of existence. I haven't heard that it has done any big things. But it has been wanted by the court for hundreds of years. The wanted state has turned from prosperity to decline, and it has not been eliminated. This should be a very big problem.
Be a strong force."
"It turns out they were the ones responsible. I thought it was the other swordsmiths who were trying to steal business by not allowing Master to successfully forge swords."
"Think about it. Even though we are enemies among our peers, the competition in the swordsmith industry is not that fierce yet. If we were really being squeezed out by our peers, why would there be so many warnings? Even the second senior brother in the capital sent a letter back."
"Although it was torn apart by the master."
"It seems that this trip to Jianzhou is not so scary."
Thinking about it, Tang Zhao's body glowed with a layer of white-gold light, like the color of sunlight.
Gangqi!
This is the power after internal power, and it is also the highest power that mortals can master without the help of the sword.
Originally, Gang Qi was rare in the martial arts world, and its possessor was even called a Martial Saint. However, with the popularity of swords, it is no longer so rare. With the increasing improvement of Xuan Gong, warriors no longer need to practice internally and externally to perfection, they can just do it directly
By cultivating Gang Qi, Sanren become younger and younger.
But Tang Zhao followed a path that was perfect both internally and externally, and had a very solid foundation in martial arts. No matter how many resources he spent or how many tricks he played, he came through step by step.
And the mysterious skill he practiced was not the "Magic Bird Lifting Fire Technique", but a brand-new skill that he had thrown into the pool again.
Yes, after his hard work, he developed a new hook for glasses - a fairy can replace an item twice, and the second time will directly break two lenses, which requires a lot of magic tools to repair.
Before he practiced Xuan Gong, he made a fortune and spent all his wealth in exchange for a better Xuan Gong.
Xuan Gong, the best.
"The Chariot Sutra of the God of the Sun"!
Covered in aura as strong as the sun's fire, Tang Zhaoyu made his magic weapon soar into the sky and fly towards Zhuoyu Villa.