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Chapter 8 Riding a Donkey to Find a Donkey

After determining his future goals, Yan Bing sat at the table, straightened his hair and clothes in front of the bronze mirror, and hurried out.

When we came downstairs, the first person we met was the guy named Zhao Er.

"Miss, I haven't seen you downstairs for a few days. Where are you going today?"

He reached out to avoid hitting the smiling person. Although Yan Bing was still very upset at the moment, he forced a smile and said, "I went out to visit a friend."

"profound."

Although Zhao Er responded, he didn't move even half a step. He still blocked Yan Bing's way and just looked at her with a smile.

What does this mean?

Yan Bing looked confused.

Zhao Er saw that the other party did not understand, so he continued: "Miss, you have a distinguished status, but our business is only a small business, and the shopkeeper pays us wages based on the room fee... So, you see, it has been five days since you came in.

...This rent payment...should I pay part of it first and then leave?"

Yan Bing laughed angrily when he heard this, glared at Zhao Er coldly, and glanced at the shopkeeper again.

The shopkeeper seemed to have sensed the "ice ray" coming from the little girl, and hurriedly lowered his head to set the abacus, only shouting a few slogans such as "Oh, I'm so busy."

Yan Bing reached out and took out his wallet, pushed Zhao Er away, and walked towards the counter.

Zhao Er was also "cooperated" and pushed away by Yan Bing.

The second he flew out, he still had a smile on his face. It wasn't until he hit a pillar three meters away with a loud bang and bounced back to the ground that he realized what had happened.

The other guys were dumbfounded...

Let me go!

This little girl knows martial arts, right?

So much effort!?

Upon seeing this posture, the several workers immediately lowered their heads to do their work.

Those who clean the table clean the table, and those who collect the dishes collect the dishes.

Each and every one of them looked like they couldn't tell that the shopkeeper's life was in danger, and they devoted themselves wholeheartedly to their crazy work.

The shopkeeper was also frightened, thinking that the other party was going to attack him.

Hurry up and start reporting!

"I'm telling you! This is considered a top-notch inn in the capital, and I know most of the dignitaries in the capital! What do you want to do! You...!"

Yan Bing smiled, took out a one-hundred-tael banknote from his wallet, slapped it in front of the shopkeeper, and asked, "How long will it last?"

"Enough...enough to live for three months...and still have some extra..." the shopkeeper replied tremblingly.

"Then leave it alone, take back more and make up less." After Yan Bing finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"You walk slowly!"

The shopkeeper's guilty greeting came from behind.

In fact, Yan Bing didn't want to be violent just now.

She just can't control her strength.

In addition, Yan Bing was not in a good mood, so Zhao Er was caught in the crossfire.

After leaving the inn, Yan Bing went straight to the tailor shop where Cai Yi was.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Yan Bing took out three silver hairpins he bought at the market a few days ago and gave them to Cai Yi.

Caiyi couldn't refuse, so she reluctantly accepted.

The two of them worked together, and after briefly describing the shape and function of the "pillow" they wanted to Caiyi, Caiyi agreed: it can be done.

Yan Bing, who was originally worried that China in this world had not yet promoted cotton cultivation, breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he pestered Caiyi to comb his hair and started chatting with Caiyi.

"Sister Caiyi, have you heard of Feixiamen?"

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yan Bing asked unexpectedly.

"Feixia Sect? Of course I know. When I was a child, I heard my uncle say that more than ten years ago, he was the Sword Master, one of the four great masters of Liang Kingdom. The sect that was in charge was very famous at that time." Cai Yi said.

He replied while helping Yan Bing comb his hair.

"More than ten years ago? At that time? Isn't it amazing now?" Yan Bing asked doubtfully.

"Well, later I heard from my uncle that they had a martial arts competition with the Luomen sect in the Western Regions and lost. Because of the bet, they sealed the gate and disbanded the sect. I don't know what happened next." Cai Yi said.

With her hair in a bun, she asked, "Why are you asking about this? Do you want to practice martial arts?"

"Well, I originally had this plan, but now..." Yan Bing said halfway, but he could only sigh. "What happened back then? How could such a powerful mountain sect be disbanded just like that?"

Cai Yi, who had just inserted the last hairpin, replied: "Then you asked the wrong person. How do I know this? You should ask the people in the martial arts school... Okay! Let's take a look, how about it?"

"Sister's craftsmanship is so good!" Yan Bing looked in the mirror again and again, and it seemed to be even more perfect than the last time.

"I'm not telling you, girls should learn to put their heads in a bun. I can't be by your side all the time." Caiyi smiled and pulled Yan Bing up.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Caiyi sent Yan Bing out of the tailor shop and went back upstairs to spin yarn.

Yan Bing walked aimlessly on the street, sorting out his thoughts just now.

Yes, then let’s find a few martial arts schools and ask.

After asking passers-by, I found a martial arts gym and rushed in.

"I'm here to practice boxing! Ask the swordsman about swordsmanship! If you don't learn boxing, what will it take for me to delay my time? Go, go, go!"

In a word, Yan Bing was not discouraged after being kicked out, and asked passers-by where there were martial arts schools that taught swordsmanship.

After finally finding a restaurant, the first thing the other party said when he heard the purpose of his visit was: "Are you here to play a game!?"

"Why do you say that? I really want to know what happened..., don't you mean anything else?" Yan Bing looked puzzled.

"Who doesn't know that Feixia Clan is the ancestral sect of our swordsmen! After such a scandal, you came to us specifically to inquire? I don't think you are inquiring! You are looking for a fight! Go, go, go! If you hadn't seen it as a little girl,

!I must teach you a lesson today!"

Just like that, Yan Bing was blasted out again.

Yan Bing looked aggrieved, "I just want to satisfy my thirst for knowledge..." Isn't this okay?

After struggling all day, I couldn't find out anything. As a result, it was almost dark, so I had to go home.

As soon as the listless Yan Bing entered the lobby of Mingde Building, the limping Zhao Er came over.

"Miss, Miss, I was blind to the truth before. I offended the lady, and the shopkeeper scolded me for a long time. I have been waiting here, waiting for you to come back, and I will apologize to you as soon as possible."

Yan Bing raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Er's limping and embarrassed appearance, and felt a little sorry, and said: "It is only natural that you pay for your stay in the hotel. It is only right that I should compensate you for your fault." As he said this, Yan Bing

He opened his purse again and took out an ingot of broken silver, handed it over and continued: "You'll be in a bad mood and can't control your strength. Take this money and see the doctor."

Zhao Er was originally forced by the shopkeeper, so he had to apologize.

It stands to reason that there is no reason for a person who has been beaten to apologize to someone who hit someone. But the shopkeeper is afraid of offending the distinguished customer and losing his money, so he has to force him to apologize. Who wants him to expect the shopkeeper to pay him wages? He can only do it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I quickly took the broken silver and thanked him profusely.

Yan Bing felt even more embarrassed. After saying a few polite words, he went upstairs.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Yan Bing turned around and asked Zhao Er.

"Have you ever heard of Feixiamen?"

Zhao Er was also stunned when asked, and replied: "Who doesn't know? That is one of the four major sects in Liang Kingdom!"

Yan Bing asked again with the mentality of giving it a try: "Then do you know why Feixia Sect declined?"

"I know!" Zhao Er became energetic at that time!

"You know the detailed ins and outs!?" Yan Bing continued to ask in disbelief.

"The whole story must be clear. Even the little ones know it clearly!" Zhao Er replied.

"I asked the people in the martial arts school, but they refused to tell me. How could you know!?" Yan Bing looked suspicious.

Zhao Eryi patted his chest, raised his thumb and said, "You're asking..., where are we? An inn! People coming from the south, people going north! Hundreds of people pass by us every day, and it's been more than a year."

He said, tens of thousands of people have eaten and drank here, and we know everything about anything going on inside or outside the city!"

Reasonable!

It’s reasonable!!

Why didn’t I think of that!?

Yan Bing had a wry smile on his face, and after struggling all day, he kept riding on the donkey looking for the donkey.


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