Tian Yuan Chapter 1157 The mysterious boss lady

Destiny comes and goes, four very common words.

Chen Qingyuan raised his head and stared for a long time, his heart trembled involuntarily, and he felt a little nervous inexplicably.

"Da da da..."

Steadying his restless mood, Chen Qingyuan stepped into the wine shop.

Although the eyes of the two women were full of suspicion, they followed each other in without asking any more questions.

In the tavern, there were more than a dozen people sitting, tasting the wine and food, talking and laughing.

At a glance, nothing strange can be seen.

"What do the guests want to eat?"

A boy came. Although he was wearing coarse clothes and patchwork, he was very clean and had a smile on his face.

The boy looked at the brocade clothes of Chen Qingyuan and others and was surprised. He thought that these people must be wealthy businessmen from other places and must be treated well.

The memories of the residents of the town have obviously been tampered with.

The reason and who did it are not yet known.

"Osmanthus wine, do you have it?"

Chen Qingyuan asked politely.

"Yes, please take a seat, I'll go get the drinks right now."

The waiter pointed to an empty table, picked up the tablecloth in his hand, wiped it, and said flatteringly.

Not disdainful of the environment here, Chen Qingyuan sat down directly.

The two women were not pretentious. After sitting down, they looked at every corner of the tavern and couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. They couldn't figure out what Chen Qingyuan's purpose was in coming here.

The guests in the restaurant often glanced at Chen Qingyuan and others with curious eyes and whispered in low voices.

After a while, the waiter came quickly carrying three pots of osmanthus wine.

Putting the wine gently on the table, the waiter said: "The osmanthus wine is here, what else do you want?"

"Nothing else, thank you." Chen Qingyuan took out a silver coin, paid for the wine, and treated the rest as a tip.

Through the previous soul search, we had some knowledge of Qinggui Town. Silver is the currency here.

"Thank you sir."

The young man was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly. It was rare for such a generous guest to make a fortune this time.

First, I made sure that the drink was non-toxic and had not been tampered with.

Chen Qingyuan took a sip, his expression unchanged.

To a mortal, this wine is indeed mellow and delicious, but in Chen Qingyuan's opinion, it is too ordinary and has no charm.

So, Chen Qingyuan began to think about Situ Lin's letter and thought to himself: "He asked me to come here to ask for a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Isn't it this tavern? Did I find the wrong place?"

Involuntarily, the plaque of the tavern appeared in front of my eyes.

"Destiny comes and goes, it seems ordinary, but in fact it contains a trace of Taoist charm that can make the soul tremble."

Chen Qingyuan trusts his intuition and will not make mistakes.

Yiyi and Ji Lingyan also took a sip and felt nothing. The two women looked at each other, and both saw a hint of suspicion in the other. They probably were still communicating secretly, discussing the reason for coming to this tavern, but they couldn't figure it out.

After thinking deeply for a moment, Chen Qingyuan called the boy.

"Guest officer, what are your orders?"

The waiter was very afraid that the distinguished guest would regret it and wanted to take back the tip he gave. He was worried and clenched his hands.

"Brother, is there any better osmanthus wine?"

Chen Qingyuan saw through the young man's inner thoughts at a glance, smiled slightly, and quickly explained his intention, not to let him think wildly.

"No more." The waiter secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he didn't take back the tip, it wouldn't be a problem. He shook his head and said: "The winery only sells this kind of osmanthus wine. If you want to drink better, you have to go find it." The boss lady."

"Lady boss?"

After hearing about the key figures, Chen Qingyuan's interest soared.

yes! There seems to be only one waiter in this tavern, not even a shopkeeper.

"Brother, can you tell me about the boss lady?"

Money can make a fool of himself, so Chen Qingyuan took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

The boy took the money, smiled brightly, and quickly replied: "The landlady lives in the bamboo forest in the north of the city and likes to be quiet. Every five days, someone will bring drinks and take away the ledger. To be fair to the guest, I have worked here for three years and have only met the boss lady once."

"Who wrote that plaque outside the door?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"Of course it's the boss lady."

The boy said.

"The boss lady has better wine, right?"

Then, Chen Qingyuan asked again.

"Definitely!" The boy nodded without hesitation: "It is said that someone once passed by that bamboo forest and just smelled the scent of wine and got drunk for several days."

"I understand, thank you, brother."

Chen Qingyuan thanked him.

"You're welcome." The boy was flattered.

I got the clue, there is no need to stay in the wine shop.

Chen Qingyuan turned around and left, heading straight to the bamboo forest in the north of the city.

"Zhang Daoyou, does this boss lady have any problems?"

Ji Lingyan walked quickly to Chen Qingyuan and couldn't help but ask questions.

"You won't know until you see it."

Chen Qingyuan couldn't give an accurate answer.

The town is not big and we reached our destination quickly.

On the way, Chen Qingyuan saw some practitioners who had fallen into this world, either looking for opportunities or ways to get out.

I'm not familiar with those monks, so there's no need to deal with them.

Bamboo forest, stone road.

Along this path, we walked outside a bamboo house.

The three-story bamboo building is surrounded by bamboo. There are more than a dozen sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the yard, which is rich in fragrance and refreshing.

A woman in simple clothes, holding a small exquisite bamboo basket in her hand, picked the tenderest osmanthus buds. She seemed not to notice Chen Qingyuan and others coming, and was concentrating on their own things.

The woman's long hair is tied up on her head, she wears light-colored cloth clothes, washed white cloth shoes, and her waist is tied tightly with a coarse cloth. Traces of time remain on her face.

No matter where you look from, this woman looks very ordinary, with no spiritual energy fluctuations on her body.

"Are you the proprietress of Yuanlai Tavern?"

Chen Qingyuan stood outside the bamboo gate, not judging people by their appearance, and said respectfully.

The landlady heard the sound, but she didn't look back and continued picking buds.

Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan did not disturb him anymore and stood outside the door, waiting quietly.

The two girls were very sensible and did not do anything rude. They were very honest and chatted secretly.

Ji Lingyan looked at Chen Qingyuan from time to time, feeling more and more strange. Based on her understanding of Yiyi, how could she listen to a certain senior brother so much? No matter how good the relationship with the senior brother was, it wouldn't be like this!

Could it be that... Yiyi likes this senior brother?

Ji Lingyan seemed to have discovered something, her eyes brightened, and she asked via voice transmission: "Yiyi, do you like Fellow Daoist Zhang?"

"He is my... senior brother, I must like him!" Yiyi replied without thinking.

"I'm not talking about the love between brothers and sisters, but the love between men and women." Ji Lingyan emphasized.

"What?" Yiyi's expression changed suddenly, and she almost screamed. He turned around and glared at Ji Lingyan, and immediately replied: "Don't talk nonsense."

He is my father! what are you thinking about?

Yiyi was speechless, but she couldn't tell Chen Qingyuan's true identity.

The more Yiyi objected like this, the more Ji Lingyan felt that something was fishy, ​​and she showed a meaningful smile.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

After lighting the incense, the landlady finished her work and walked towards the bamboo door, asking questions with an indifferent look on her face.