The heavy raindrops soon turned into a steady drizzle and drifted into the town.
The bricks and tiles were wetted and dripped along the eaves into the water tank under the eaves, making an ethereal "tick, tick, tick" sound.
Standing in the room, opening the window, the drizzle was like silk, drifting in with the wind, hitting my face, giving me a refreshing coolness.
"Gah~" the ghost yelled to Yu Sheng dissatisfiedly, picking up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks, as if blaming Yu Sheng for why it was always green vegetables.
"You have learned bad things from her." Yu Sheng turned around and said, "Now you are picky about food."
Because of the sealing card, the ghost didn't dare to disobey him before, but now he dared to bargain with him on the food.
The female ghost couldn't speak, but that didn't stop her from showing off her teeth and claws to express her protest and dissatisfaction to Yu Sheng.
How can you let a ghost eat green vegetables all day long? You really don’t think of a ghost as a ghost.
At her instigation, the ghost threw away her chopsticks and decided to go on a hunger strike to protest against her cruel torture for the rest of her life.
"Hey." Yu Sheng turned around and knocked the demon on the head, "Eating more vegetables is good for your health and can improve your strength."
Green vegetables are now the food with the most spiritual power in the inn. In order to improve the strength of the ghost, Yu Sheng has been letting her eat this these days.
He pointed at the female ghost next to him, "She won't even be worthy of carrying your shoes by then. Now she is nakedly jealous of you and is holding you back."
The female ghost stuck out her tongue at him. Although she was speechless, she communicated with the demon ghost correctly. The instigating demon ghost turned her head and looked at Yu Sheng with her peripheral vision.
"Be careful what I teach you." Yu Sheng hit the demon ghost on the head again. The demon ghost didn't feel any pain at all. Encouraged by the female ghost, he glared at him and refused to compromise.
Yu Sheng had no choice but to ask the system in his thoughts, "System, system, your uncle, system, she dares to disobey the host, how can you just sit idly by and ignore her?"
"Why not? Ghosts also have the right not to be abused. This system always treats everyone equally."
"She is not a human being, how do you regard her as a human being?" Yu Sheng said.
"Oh, that's just treating them the same as ghosts." The system said lightly.
The rest of her life was silent. The system said again: "The host can order her at any time, so why bother asking the system for help?"
Just kidding, 300 merit points.
Seeing that the system was not working properly, Yu Sheng immediately changed his expression and said, "Come on, come on, as long as you eat all these vegetables, I will let you eat the pig's trotters at night."
The demon ghost looked at the female ghost hesitantly.
The female ghost pondered for a while and wrote on the palm of the ghost ghost: "It's a deal. If he breaks the contract, I'll sue him and say he read shameful books."
Yu Sheng was naturally very sensitive to handwriting, and he knew what she was writing at a glance.
"Tch, you two are peeking at me at night, don't think I don't know," Yu Sheng said.
The female ghost's face turned red and her eyes widened, trying to encourage the ghost again. Yu Sheng hurriedly said: "I'm talking nonsense, I didn't see anything."
The ghost reluctantly moved his chopsticks.
Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, who said that ghosts are easy to fool.
After finishing his meal, Yu Sheng packed up the dishes and took them downstairs, where he saw the townspeople already sitting in groups in the inn.
The rain wouldn't stop for a while, so everyone had nothing to do, so they all went to the inn to listen to books, and they wanted to listen to long books.
The female storyteller played the tune, and the clear sound accompanied by the sound of rain was particularly pleasant to the ears, attracting many guests to come down and listen to the book.
The seven demon-catching heavenly masters who carried swords also came down. They sat on two tables and ordered four or five jars of Qimu wine.
It shows that it is good to have storytellers in the inn. Yu Sheng was so excited that he almost rewarded them, but when he dug into his pocket, he discovered that his personal money was missing.
Needless to say, the money was definitely stolen by the demon ghost at the instigation of the female ghost.
In the words of a female ghost, if the ghost wants to escape Yu Sheng's control or not be bullied by him, he has no choice but to join Aunt Qing.
And private money is undoubtedly the best investment certificate.
To this female ghost, I have thousands of words to say to her for the rest of my life.
To Yu Sheng's surprise, Ye Zigao actually sat next to the seven demon-hunting masters, chatting and laughing with the seventh sister.
When Yu Sheng handed over the wine jar, Ye Zigao took the wine casually and waved his hand to let him go.
Yu Sheng's brows were raised, this kid was about to shake things up.
Ye Zigao quietly handed over his hand under the table, and then Yu Sheng let him go and let him cover it with two layers of brown paper.
Bai Gaoxing quickly sat down, and Yu Sheng asked him: "What conditions made you lend a sum of money to Ye Zigao?"
Bai Gaoxing said: "He promised to help me wash clothes for a year."
"You agree to this? Your money is too cheap."
"It won't work if I don't agree. If I don't agree, he will call me Xiao Bai Bai every day." Bai said happily and helplessly.
"Eh." Yu Sheng shuddered, "You have to agree, otherwise you will be misunderstood and you will have to keep company with dogs for the rest of your life."
"Why do you keep company with a dog?" Bai Gaoxing was puzzled.
"The dog looks like this. You think it will have someone, right? The dog wants it?" Yu Sheng said.
"It's impossible." The honest Bai Xingxing said sincerely.
"Then you happen to be the same kind." Yu Sheng patted Bai happily and walked to the counter, "Both are single."
"You are the dog." Bai Gaoxing reacted.
Yu Sheng asked Aunt Qing for a few pennies and turned around and asked him, "By the way, let me know when Ye Zigao is doing the laundry."
Bai happily said: "What are you doing?"
"When washing one person, it is washing. When washing two people, it is washing. When he is not paying attention, one or two things may be mixed in without him knowing." Yu Sheng said.
"Do you think he is stupid?" Bai Gaoxing said.
"What do you think?" Yu Sheng looked at him.
"Okay." Bai Gaoxing said, "By the way, shopkeeper, when will the wages be paid? Is it time to pay the wages?"
"Wage, what is that?" Yu Sheng walked to the door of the inn in a daze, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking into the rain.
For some reason, Yu Sheng has always liked rain since he was a child. Walking in the rain always feels very intimate, and he feels that everything in the world is under control.
Sometimes he even felt that the rain had turned into a part of his body, waiting for his orders at any time.
But it was just a feeling. I tried to shake the rain for the rest of my life, but it turned out that this feeling of being in control was just an illusion.
Yu Sheng went to the Pork House and bought four or five pig trotters. When he came out with a paper umbrella, he saw a shambling figure walking towards the east end of the street.
He was wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, walking slowly.
It took some time before he reached his side. Yu Sheng took a curious look and turned back to the inn.
He soaked the pig's trotters, turned around, took out another wooden sign, and sat on a stool near the door of the inn.
Because the inn was a bit dark, Yu Sheng placed the wooden sign close to the door and wrote the menu "Stewed Pig Trotters".
"The calligraphy is good." An old and feeble voice said.
Yu Sheng looked up and saw an old man with white hair standing at the door.
Wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, he was exactly the figure I had just seen in Yu Sheng.
The old man's skin is slightly wrinkled, he has age spots, and he is missing one of his front teeth, but his demeanor gives people a kind and friendly feeling.
The raindrops falling from the eaves were blown by the wind and hit the hem of his clothes, making a large area wet.
"Uncle, please come in quickly." Yu Sheng stood up and welcomed him in.
The old man sat in the seat where Yu Sheng had just been and said, "Young man, can you give me a bowl of wine to warm you up?"
"Okay." Yu Sheng walked to the counter and poured a bowl of wine for him from Aunt Qing's wine jar.
The old man drank it all in one gulp, looked at the wooden sign, and said again: "Young Sheng, the calligraphy is good."
Without waiting for the rest of his life to be humble, he added: "It just lacks charm."