Chapter 400 Obsidian Soul Stone

Thousands of miles are frozen, and the cold wind blows snowflakes, blowing the sky and covering the noon sun.

The sky is gray and cold.

In the territory of Beiming, only this place is frozen all year round, and it will be colder after entering winter.

Old Huang straightened his chest and straightened his curved spine slightly, relaxing his sore waist. He looked around. All the tables and chairs in the store had been wiped, the tables and chairs were neatly placed, and the floor had been cleaned.

He was very happy. Every time he breathed, he formed a white air in front of his eyes. He thought that the weather was finally cold enough. He firmly believed that today would be the best day of the year.

He can't wait to open the door and welcome this new day. Of course, I hope the weather is not too cold, and the guests are not too few or too many. If there are too few, he will not be able to support his family. Too many of his body can't stand it.

Then, he opened the door of the store with hope, and a chill wrapped in countless snowflakes came to his face, and he immediately shrank his neck. There are ice cream hanging on an old tree outside the store. It seems that spring can't survive. Looking into the distance, no one has seen it. People who want to come to [Hongfeng Town] are now huddled at home. He quickly hung a heavy curtain on the door, then quickly turned around and walked into the store, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly unfolded his locked body.

He really can't figure out why it's so cold at the beginning of winter? The world seems to have become cold overnight. So it's not going to freeze to death in the middle of winter. He couldn't help shivering at the thought of this.

For a small and too old pub, it is very difficult for Mr. Huang to make a living. Mr. Huang is no longer strong as he used to be. He feels that his legs and feet do not seem to be as effective as yesterday. He hit the window and wanted the waste gas accumulated overnight in the mainland to run out. Outside, Bai Kaikai's earth was piercingly cold. He quickly closed the window when the air in the store no longer smelled bad. Of course, he thinks that today's business will be very bleak. Whenever winter comes, old man Huang will look forward to snowing or a little cold. Then guests will definitely come in and drink a few glasses of wine to warm their bodies, but now the snow is too big and too cold...

Old Huang has a nickname - Old Yellow Head. He thinks that both 'Old Yellow' and 'Old Yellow Head' are the same. This name has been followed him for a long time. Maybe he was called 'Old Yellow Head' when he first opened the largest hotel in [Hongfeng Town], when he just married his current wife. Old Huang sat in front of the only crystal window in the room. He carefully wiped off the ice flowers on the crystal and looked at the whiteness in the distance through the crystal, but his thoughts returned to decades ago.

At that time, the old yellow head was ready to open a store as soon as he married his wife, so he spent all his savings and opened the current 'Hongyun' tavern. The business has always been good or bad. The old yellow head learned to carve when he was young. As soon as he had spare time, he carved some exquisite patterns on the wall, and even spent a lot of money to buy a chest-sized white crystal to install on the window. A few faint yellow light shone on the old yellow head's face through the crystal, and a faint smile appeared on his face, as warm as sunshine.

At noon, old man Huang had been sitting by the window and looking out. Tens of thousands of golden threads were sprinkled in the sky, and the snow in the distance was shining.

Suddenly, he saw a few shadows in the distance. He was overjoyed. It seemed that there was still business today. He turned around and shouted at the inner hall, and then he turned around and climbed to the window to see the figure in the distance, but the figure disappeared.

Old Huang thought that he must have been dazzled just now, but there was a human voice outside the door, and it seemed that there were many!

The guest entered the store.

There are many people. A middle-aged man and five teenagers, each holding a sword, their clothes are almost similar in color, white gowns, but a black edge embroidered with black silk thread at the cuffs, as ethereal and free as immortals.

Old Huang was secretly happy and saw that this was not a terrible weather, and it was not cold enough for everyone to dare to go out.

Several teenagers looked around as if they were looking for something. Of course, old man Huang certainly won't think they are looking for anything. Obviously, these teenagers are the sons of a family and are very picky about everything. For example, they may think that the store is too old and the name of the store is too vulgar. If they are in a bad mood, there will be 10,000 reasons to be picky.

The middle-aged man also looked around the store, then slowly walked to the table by the window and sat down. Several teenagers also sat down one after another.

"Shopkeeper, your shop is a little antique. These carvings are also good." The middle-aged man's voice was a little low and hoarse. I don't know whether he deliberately lowered his voice or was born to do so.

"Thank you for your objective appreciation. It's all done by the little old man, and there are also some guests' designations." The old yellow head tried his best to straighten his waist. This small shop is his pride and the painstaking efforts of his life. Although he tried his best to straighten his waist, he still looked like he was bowing his waist, and his smile at this moment made people feel a little vulgar.

"Ten catties of the best wine in your store, stewed chicken, beef with sauce, fennel beans..." The middle-aged man ordered 12 dishes in one go.

It surprised and pleased the old yellow head. Unexpectedly, the guest was so bold that he secretly calculated that he could earn a silver baht.

"Gun, do you want to heat up the wine?"

"No!"

The old yellow man smiled as if the wrinkles on his face had stretched out. He stepped forward and ran to the back hall to get wine and cook.

He told the cook in the back hall and ran to the wine cave to get his best wine - snowflake brewing.

When it snows for the third time every year, the snow is dug back and wine is made with snow water. The wine is not strong, but it has a unique charm.

There are two best wines in Hongyun Tavern, one is snowflakes and the other is rime. There is a cold air in the mouth of snowflake brewing, and then a warm current will rise in the abdomen; rime brewing is not the case. Only a faint heat floats out after heating, and the smell can make you intoxicated. It is a good wine.

The old yellow head ran around, and the table was full of dishes and wine.

The middle-aged man picked up the wine cup and put it on the end of his nose and sniffed it gently, and then drank it all. Like the melting of ice and snow, it is indeed a good wine.

"You should have a drink, too!" The middle-aged man said to the five teenagers who had been silent.

"Yes." Five teenagers picked up the wine cup and drank it down. The old yellow head watched their eyes brighten one by one. This was the first reaction after drinking snowflakes.

There was a 'squeaky' sound outside the door.

Another guest came, and the old yellow head walked to the door with a smile and opened the curtain.

The guest was an old man and three teenagers. The four of them walked into the pub and went straight to the table at the other end. The old man was about 50 years old, and his eyes were as deep and cold as a cold pool. The four teenagers were rosy and white, wearing light blue gowns, and their collars and cuffs were embroidered with a wisp of white.

"What does the guest want?" The old yellow head looked at it and saw that this was another rich man, and his eyebrows smiled.

"A pot of rime brewing, other dishes, take a look!" After sitting down, the old man lowered his eyes as if he wanted to sleep.

"The best dish!" Suddenly, one of the teenagers said coldly.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The old yellow head walked to the back hall with a smile.

Today is a good day. I hope they eat well and drink well and then leave. Don't do anything else, God bless you. The old yellow head was busy serving wine and dishes to the four guests. After finishing his work, he looked at the two tables of cold people, which made his heart trembling, so he put his hands together and prayed respectfully to God in the back hall.

"Old yellow head!" At this time, there was an excited cry from the hall.

The old yellow head's hands trembled slightly, and then the turbid eyes slowly brightened up, and his nervous mood calmed down in an instant.

"Oh, here it comes!" The old yellow head smiled happily and ran from the back hall to the hall.

A 60-year-old man rubbed his hands and burned the stove near the table of the stove in the hall. The wide gray robe covered his whole body. He couldn't see that he was fat and thin, with three rays of beard, and he looked a little immortal.

"Old fairy, you're here again!" The old yellow head showed slightly yellow teeth and smiled sincerely.

"Ha, old yellow head, give me wine quickly. I'm freezing to death." He threw two gourds from the robe, one blue and one light gold, one as if they were immature, and one as if they were picked when they were about to mature, and moved his body to the stove.

"Old fairy, please wait a minute." The old yellow head picked up two gourds and floated like nothing. But he knew that each of these palm-sized gourds could hold 200 catties of wine, but after loading the wine, they were still light, weighing less than half a catty, which was amazing.

The old yellow head brought out a few dishes and two pots of wine and put them on the table next to the stove. Old fairy, you take a rest first, and I'll drink for you." The 400 catties of wine need to be put into the gourd, and it will take some time to finish it.

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Zhuo Feifan is tightly wrapped in a large bag. Although this large bag can cover the wind and snow, its ability to prevent cold is much worse. It was so cold that he could only curl up and walk forward.

The seemingly not far cooking smoke actually had to walk for half an hour. He felt that his feet were a little numb, his hands were a little stiff, and his nose exhaled a ball of white air.

He saw people, which is a small town - Hongfeng Town.

But why is there no one walking around the town?

Ha, it's really afraid of the cold. If I had brought them here, I would have often felt this cold.

"I want to quickly find a place to live and drink some wine." He said to himself, but his eyes were particularly bright.

"It seems that many people have arrived early, which is faster than me. It's a little interesting." The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a strange smile.

The next moment, his figure disappeared and appeared at the door of the shop.