640: Singing

"Hey, hey, hey!" Martial Instructor Wu frowned, stepped forward, and suppressed the opponent.

And during this time, two people rushed out from the back of the inn and restrained the crazed waiter.

"Oh, Patron, sorry, sorry!" A slightly overweight Middle-aged Man wearing good cloth stepped out with an apologetic smile.

"This Child in our shop has some issues mentally, he goes crazy from time to time, did he scare you all?" The Middle-aged Man's words and demeanor were much more normal than the waiter's just now.

"As an apology, I'll give you all a 20% discount on your stay, how about it?"

Listening to the other party's words, the Lord at the entrance and the Gao Peng Family members behind him relaxed their expressions quite a bit.

"Are you the Shopkeeper?" The Lord tugged at the beard on his chin, which was only about two centimeters long, and asked.

"Yes, yes, yes, Patron, what can I do for you?" The Middle-aged Man's tone was respectful.

"For the thirty-plus of us, serve seven tables of hot food."

"Alright!" The Shopkeeper's eyes crinkled into a smile.

On the first floor of the inn, tables of dishes were laid out.

The Lord of the Gao Peng Family sat together with his eldest daughter, eldest son, and two concubines.

"Lord, I don't think this shop owner is quite right." Martial Instructor Wu's cautious and lowered voice appeared beside the Lord's ear.

"Oh?" Lan Family Head Gao Peng looked at Martial Instructor Wu in confusion: "You mean that abnormal waiter?"

"Yes, that guy doesn't seem like a waiter." Martial Instructor Wu frowned: "When I restrained that guy just now, I found that he was incredibly strong, and his hands also had calluses from using a knife for a long time."

"That's a martial artist, at least better than the people in our Guardian Squad!"

"A guy like that could make a living anywhere, how could he possibly be a waiter?"

"Patron, your dish! This beef is our Huangniu Town's specialty!" A waiter smilingly brought a steaming plate of large beef trotters to the table, which made Martial Instructor Wu pause his words.

After the waiter left, Lan Family Head Gao Peng pondered for a moment, then looked at Martial Instructor Wu: "Logically speaking, this place is considered part of the Five Directions City Domain, so there shouldn't be the kind of shady inns you find in chaotic areas. However, it's always better to be cautious."

"When we rest tonight, arrange more people to stand guard."

"Yes, Lan Family Head." Martial Instructor Wu nodded slightly, tested the newly served beef for poison with a silver needle, and after finding no issues, signaled the Lord that he could enjoy it.

After eating and drinking their fill.

The eldest son, Gao Lang, picked his teeth at the table and let out a satisfied burp: "That was great! Father, I want to go have some fun in Town. I've been stuck in the carriage for days, it's killing me."

"Go have fun in Town? We'll be in Five Directions City tomorrow, there'll be plenty of opportunities for you to have fun there. Stay at the inn today, stay with me and your mother, don't run around!"

"Ah~" Gao Lang looked miserable.

"Ugh!" Suddenly, at Lan Family Head Gao Peng's table, a beautiful young woman in her early twenties suddenly vomited when she smelled the beef close to her mouth.

"Xue'er?!" The woman's condition made the woman next to her exclaim.

Gao Peng opposite also stood up slightly in surprise and doubt: "Xue'er?"

"It's nothing." The woman waved her hand, her face pale: "Just smelling these dishes makes me feel indescribably nauseous."

"The dishes are nauseating? Although the cooking in this small place isn't great, it's still much better than our dry rations. If I wasn't full, I could eat two more bowls of rice."

Gao Lang scratched his head, looking puzzled but with a gossipy tease: "Sister, you're not pregnant, are you? If you're pregnant, oily things like this make you feel very nauseous."

This World's style leans towards ancient times, but its thinking hasn't reached the point of foot-binding.

Jokes like that were often said between Family members.

However, when Gao Lang said this here, he immediately received two knocks on the head from his Father: "Little brat, if you can't talk properly, don't talk. Get back to your room and copy the Evergreen Book twice. You have exams coming up, and you're fooling around all day."

"Hiss!" Gao Lang clutched his head, looking miserable.

"Maybe you haven't rested well these past two days, Xue'er. Why don't you eat something light? These greens are also good." The mother next to her put some greens into the woman's bowl.

But the woman was still uncomfortable with the cabbage: "Mother, I'll just eat some dry rations."

"Oh, this Child." The woman sighed: "There's dried meat in the dry rations. If you can't eat these, eat more dried meat."

In the inn, because of the warm food in their stomachs, the atmosphere of conversation became much livelier.

And at this moment, another guest walked into the inn, attracting everyone's attention.

The newcomer had grey hair, but his back was held straight.

His eyes were like an eagle's, making anyone who met his gaze feel a sharp pain.

"Lord, this is an expert!" Martial Instructor Wu lowered his voice and spoke with a slightly serious tone to Gao Peng beside him.

And the newcomer was none other than Cang Poshi, who had just left the border Town and rushed here.

"Oh, Patron, are you stopping for a meal or staying the night?" The Boss at the counter stood up to greet him.

Seeing the newcomer, Cang Poshi subconsciously furrowed his brow: "You are the Boss?"

"That's right, I am the Boss." The slightly overweight Middle-aged Man said with a chuckle.

"Where is Boss Yu? I remember he was running this shop." Cang Poshi asked the unfamiliar person in front of him.

"Boss Yu?" The Middle-aged Man paused briefly, then squinted and smiled: "Patron, you must be a customer of Boss Yu, right? A while ago, Boss Yu couldn't keep this shop running, so he transferred it to me. So, I am the new owner. Coincidentally, my surname is also Yu, so Patron, you can also call me Boss Yu, hehehe."

"Boss Yu's inn is passed down through generations, even if he couldn't keep it running, it's impossible for him to transfer it." Cang Poshi murmured, took a deep look at the new Boss in front of him, and turned to leave the inn.

Originally, he wanted to come here and ask Boss Yu about the recent events in Huangniu Town. After all, that guy had a relationship with him and knew everything about Huangniu Town very clearly.

He just didn't expect that he would go to that inn and not even meet the person.

Then he would go to the home of his registered disciple's Lin Yue's wife.

His registered disciple was missing, but his Lin Yue's wife was still here. Not long ago, she even went to Ning Mansion to ask him to come and investigate the situation.

As he thought this, while walking on the street, Cang Poshi's brow furrowed tighter and tighter with discomfort.

There were people on the street, but most of them were unfamiliar faces in his eyes.

Maybe it was because he hadn't been here for several years, and these unfamiliar young people had grown up.

Even thinking this, Cang Poshi still felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity in his heart.

Following the route in his memory, Cang Poshi went straight to a house.

As soon as he arrived, what he saw was a cheerful Family of three.

If he remembered correctly, this house was where his registered disciple and his Lin Yue's wife lived!

Who were these unfamiliar faces?

How could they be living here?

"Dad! I want to watch a play! Watch an opera!" Among the Family of three, the Child sat on the Dad's neck, holding a string of candied hawthorns and laughing.

"Watch a play? Okay, Dad will take our baby and Mom to watch a play together today, okay?" The Man's voice was gentle.

As they spoke, the few people were already walking towards outside the courtyard.

"Hello, excuse me." Cang Poshi reached out and stopped the three people: "Didn't Huang Shu and his Lin Yue's wife, Bai Juan, live here before?"

The Man heard this and tilted his head in confusion: "I don't know. Our Family of three has always lived here."

Saying that, the Man walked past Cang Poshi, leading his Lin Yue's wife and carrying the Child.

"Daddy, why isn't the opera singer singing?" From the Child who had walked far away, a confused and tender voice drifted from a distance, as if muffled by a cloth, somewhat indistinct.