Although the middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes quickly shifted, Yan Ji still noticed him.
However, there was no change in his expression. He just glanced at the middle-aged shopkeeper and said:
"If you have any good food, I'll give it to you. Are you still worried that Yan can't afford it? Is this enough?"
Yan Ji casually threw out two ingots of silver and fell on the counter, making two dull crashing sounds.
"That's enough! That's enough!" The middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes shone brightly. He stretched and retracted his right hand and put the money on the table into his sleeve, for fear that Yan Ji would regret it.
Then the shopkeeper called a waiter and gave him the task.
At this time, Yan Jicai had time to look around the environment inside the customer warehouse.
There are more than a dozen old tables placed sparsely everywhere, and there is only one table where guests sit, a total of five people, four men and one woman.
The woman is about 20 years old and has a beautiful appearance. She is wearing a pink gauze skirt, with a purple hosta on her head and a slender soft sword leaning against her stool.
The men included an old man with gray hair, beard, and eyebrows, a middle-aged man with a sharp face and a resolute expression, and two energetic young people, probably in their twenties.
The two young men's eyes were all on the woman in pink skirt, but there was a hint of hostility between them.
When Yan Ji looked at them, they also glanced at Yan Ji.
Yan Ji gave them a very friendly smile, showing his white teeth.
They suddenly shuddered, feeling as if they were facing a savage beast. They quickly turned their heads and looked away, not daring to look at Yan Ji again.
Yan Ji pursed his lips, found a table and sat down, took off the pear blossom mountain ax from his back, and gently placed it on the ground, making a "dong" sound. The sound was so loud and dull that the ground trembled.
Except for the Black Mountain thieves, everyone else was startled and couldn't help but turn around and take another look.
The Black Mountain thieves were not surprised and found two tables to sit down at, twelve or three people crowded into one table.
There was no room for the stools, so they pulled a few stools from the table next to them, and the innkeeper didn't dare to say anything.
The young man who led the way stood beside Yan Ji and waited on him.
"Sit down, what's your name and how old are you?"
Yan Ji raised his right hand and put it on the young man's shoulder, and gently pushed him to sit down on the bench beside him, who was about to refuse.
"Sir, my name is Sun Xiaozuo, and I will be fifteen years old in two months this year." The boy who led the way sat respectfully, with his hands on his lap and replied.
"Fifteen years old, I didn't expect you to be older than Yan. Yan has only been fourteen for two months." Yan Ji nodded.
Sun Xiaozuo was stunned for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and looked at the man who was sitting taller than he stood. His arms were thicker than his waist. His face, arms, and thighs were all bulging with muscles.
Yan Ji.
Then he looked down at his bean sprout figure and felt that his brain was a little lacking.
Fourteen years old...can he look like this...?
As if there was something stuck in his throat, Sun Xiaozuo wanted to say something, but he didn't dare. His whole little face turned red from holding back.
"Don't be nervous. Don't look at me. I'm dressed brightly and have a large number of people to help me. But in fact, my situation before was not much better than yours now. Plus you and I are the same age. I believe we can have a common conversation.
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"By the way, the way the shopkeeper looked at you when you entered the building just now, does he know you?"
Yan Ji smiled and patted Sun Xiaozuo on the shoulder.
Originally, Sun Xiaozuo wanted to say that the gap between us was too big and there was no way we could talk in common.
As a result, Yan Ji's last words made his body tense up.
"Because I often bring guests over to Shopkeeper Hao, he often secretly gives me some copper coins." Sun Xiaozuo answered immediately without hesitation, looking honest.
"Is that so? Why are you even more nervous? Don't worry, Yan is not an unreasonable person, and he won't blame you for this trivial matter." Yan Ji left Sun Xiaozuo's shoulder with his right hand and let it relax.
Take a breath.
At this time, Shopkeeper Hao came over and said, "Hey, sir, don't blame Xiao Zuo. The location of my inn is really remote and not many people come, so I made this move.
"Furthermore, Xiao Zuo's family is also in a difficult situation. His parents were accidentally involved in a warrior fight and died. He also has a young sister at home. The two dollars he earns as a guide a day is not enough to make ends meet.
"It's not easy for the two brothers and sisters to survive in Mogu City. I felt a little pity for him, so I gave him this job."
Hearing this, the five people sitting at the other table moved with compassion. The woman in the pink skirt took out a few broken pieces of silver from her waist, tossed them lightly, and accurately landed on the table in front of Sun Xiaozuo.
Nothing was said.
Sun Xiaozuo was stunned, and quickly picked up the pieces of silver on the table and trotted to the woman in the pink skirt, "This sister, no reward for your merits, I can't ask for this money."
"I didn't expect you to be quite educated. I will never take back the things I throw out. If you don't want it, just throw it away." The woman in the pink skirt had a clear voice, like an oriole.
The Black Mountain thieves, including Yan Ji, watched with cold eyes, without any fluctuation in their hearts.
Yan Ji is born heartless, he only considers himself in everything he does, and does not consider others. He is absolutely self-centered. In addition, he has heard and seen more of this kind of thing on the Internet in his previous life, so he has no feeling.
As for these Black Mountain thieves, many of them have more miserable life experiences than Sun Xiaozuo.
Seven or eight out of ten are orphans whose parents have died.
Some were sold by their parents because their families were short of money and could not afford food.
Some were sold into the homes of dignitaries who liked boys. Some of these dignitaries included old men, fat women, and strong men. Then they couldn't stand it anymore and looked for opportunities to escape.
There are also those who were imprisoned at home by their parents, cut up their flesh and secretly sold it in black shops. In the end, they escaped through all kinds of hardships and accidentally escaped into the black village.
There is also a case where when there was a famine and people were exchanging their children for food, they happened to be plundered by Heishan Village. They had just been taken out of the pot and were not cooked yet, and then they were robbed into Heishan Village.
This man is Guo Qi. It is precisely because he suffered such a severe injury when he was young and has congenital deficiencies that he has already reached middle age, but has been unable to become a true warrior. The older he gets, the more wretched and deformed he looks.
Not only them, but in fact most of the Black Mountain thieves entered the Black Mountain stronghold in this way. Their childhood careers were only worse, not the worst.
If it were placed in Yan Ji's previous life singing competition, all of them would definitely be among the best.
Unfortunately, this world does not become stronger just by being miserable. Being immersed in the miserable past and accepting the sympathy and charity of the strong with peace of mind will only make it more miserable.
Sympathy, pity and other garbage emotions are not necessary for them.
Blood, killing, and plunder are their main themes.