novelaction Chapter 255
Chapter 255
Brilliant City.
Recently, the Immortal Gate Conference, which is held once every hundred years, has begun. Huanghui City has become more prosperous than ever before. The city is crowded with people, stalls are everywhere, and almost all inns and restaurants are full.
During the day, you can also see performances by actors and dancers on the singing and dancing stages, and people playing the piano and blowing music on the river cruise boats, with cheers and applause everywhere.
There is no curfew in Huanghui City at night. At night, the number of people not only does not decrease, but increases several times, and the lights and decorations make it even more lively.
Because of this, the hotel's guest rooms were fully booked, and many monks were unable to book a good room.
At this time, in one of the best restaurants in Huanghui City, several monks dressed in Xuanxing Sect uniforms were bargaining with the restaurant owner in dissatisfaction.
"Aren't there several superior rooms here? Why can't we only be given second-rate rooms? Do you know who we are? We are inner disciples of the Xuanxing Sect!"
The leading monk pointed at the room signs on the wall behind the shopkeeper, and found that five of the best rooms were empty!
The shopkeeper was sweating and hurriedly explained, "Don't be angry, immortals. These five rooms were reserved several days ago at a high price, but they haven't moved in yet. According to the date, they can arrive today, and I just haven't had time to hang up the sign yet."
The monks were even more unhappy when they heard this, but now there were people everywhere watching them, and they had to maintain the reputation of Xuanxing Sect. They could only suppress the urge to teach the shopkeeper a lesson and said patiently:
"Since they haven't checked in yet, this room should be given to us. We'll just give you a higher price. You can't let us live with you... ordinary people."
As he spoke, he glanced at a girl who came out of an ordinary compartment, unable to hide his disgust.
The girl was dressed simply in black, with a cross-collared, narrow-sleeved robe, and a sword at her waist. She was dressed like a knight, not gorgeous but not shameful either.
As if aware that they were talking about him, Zun Jin didn't care. He just walked to the counter and said seriously, "Shopkeeper, I counted and found that two of the fruits delivered this morning were rotten. I think you should refund me the three cents for these rotten fruits."
"puff."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper, sweating profusely, had no time to react before the cultivators of Xuanxing Sect sneered.
Since joining Xuanxing Sect, Song Weicheng has become the inner disciple of Elder Liang Tianliang. This time, he was not selected to participate in the Immortal Sect Conference, but came to Huanghui City to sell things. He was already in a bad mood.
I just want to buy a good place to live but I can’t.
For the sake of his reputation and face, he condescended to bargain with the innkeeper in a polite manner. Not only did the innkeeper not appreciate it, but now he saw the mortal he despised embarrassed in front of him. He couldn't help but sneer at the innkeeper and said:
"Why, you want us to live with this guy who haggles over every penny?"
The restaurant owner didn't bother to pay attention to Zun Jin. He just asked the waiter to take out a few coins to send Zun Jin away first, and then he tried to respond: "Fairy people, it's not that we don't want to sell you the superior rooms, it's that these rooms are really reserved..."
Song Weicheng interrupted the shopkeeper impatiently and said directly: "Just tell me how much gold they spent, and I will pay three times the price!"
Seeing that Song Weicheng had gone so far, the shopkeeper sighed silently in his heart. No one dared to provoke him, so he could only speak honestly: "To be honest, the people who booked these rooms paid 100 spirit stones for each room!"
"How many?!"
Song Weicheng almost choked.
Several other monks also widened their eyes.
Spiritual stones are more valuable than gold. What kind of idiot would spend a hundred spirit stones to book a room, and even book five at once?!
Even in today's Huanghui City, this is the first time to book a room in this way!
Song Weicheng's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Shopkeeper, if you don't want to sell it to us, just tell us directly. There's no need to use such ridiculous words to deceive us! We are not fools!"
As he spoke, he slapped the table in front of him, and several cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the table. The loud noise attracted the attention of everyone around him.
The shopkeeper was almost crying.
He refused to sell the house, but these monks insisted on buying it. He finally mustered up the courage to sell it, even though it might have offended them, but they accused him of cheating.
It’s never over!
But the other party was a cultivator, and he, a mere mortal, could not afford to offend him no matter what. He could only rack his brains to find a way to appease Song Weicheng.
Before he could say anything to comfort her, Zun Jin on the side glanced sideways and replied to what Song Weicheng had said before:
"Every penny is the hard-earned money of the people. Is there anything wrong with haggling over such matters?"
Song Weicheng uttered a "ha", and now he really couldn't stand it anymore. His expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Zun Jin's collar and pulled her in front of him, his voice also becoming a little colder:
"Hey, mortal, I see you're not a child anymore. You know who you can mess with and who you can't. I advise you to be careful with your words."
"Children won't cause trouble here."
Who would have thought that a crisp sentence would suddenly come from behind.
Song Weicheng turned around and saw a little girl with two pigtails standing behind him. The little girl had a beautiful face and seemed to be able to melt people's hearts with just one look. At this moment, she looked up at him and said:
"And what this sister said is also true. A few cents is still money. It's not your money that you're spending, so of course you won't be petty."
Song Weicheng didn't expect that even a young girl would dare to speak to him in such a presumptuous tone today, and he immediately dropped Zun Jin in his hand.
Just when he wanted to show this little girl his ability, he suddenly looked at the shopkeeper and took out the room card he had reserved and said, "Shopkeeper, five first-class rooms."
Song Weicheng's action of grabbing the person suddenly froze.
"Did you book these five rooms?" he asked in disbelief.
"My brother ordered it."
Yu Xi didn't even look at him.
When she came, she was still worried that they might have nowhere to stay, but halfway there she learned that Zhong Xian had already booked a room in the best restaurant in Huanghui City and could stay there anytime.
They thought they didn't have to worry about accommodation, but as soon as they entered the restaurant, they saw that some monks were trying to steal their rooms.
The shopkeeper felt as excited as if he had seen his own ancestor when he saw Yu Xi. His legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
"You are finally here. These rooms are reserved for you."
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly confirmed the room card in Yu Xi's hand and the location of the vacant room hanging on the wall. At the same time, he called the waiter to take Yu Xi to her room.
But why is this little girl the only one here? Her family must have booked five rooms, right? Where did her family go?
The little girl was wearing fine embroidery. Although there was no gold or silver on her head, the pearls on the two silk flowers were obviously priceless treasures. Most people would not sew such pearls on small silk flowers that could be easily lost.
There must be someone following such a delicate young lady. Could it be that she is not here now?
This is bad!
The little girl's family was away, and she had provoked the cultivators from the Great Immortal Sect...