Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

Cheng Ling underestimated the power of the green jacket.

Although she had already thought about it, the green gowns were brightly colored and would be very eye-catching when they were unified, but she did not expect that these green gowns had not had time to shock her target customers, but they would give her "employees" a ruthless first. Shocked.

No one thinks the green jacket is ugly, and no one dislikes the simple workmanship of the green jacket. On the contrary, every man who wears the green jacket loves it like a treasure.

The degree of careful treatment is comparable to the moment when the daughter-in-law hijab was lifted when they were newly married.

Nearly noon, Cheng Ling took this group of green jackets to the Wenxing Lake area.

The green jackets with their heads held high attract one eye after another. There are pedestrians on the side of the road, dancers in the restaurant, drinkers who are drinking, and scholars who are facing the literary association on the painting boat...

Of course, there are also aristocratic little ladies who travel by pleasure, or Xiaojiabiyu who is pampered at home.

Even if it is not the most prosperous area in Chixia City, the area around Wenxing Lake must be the most elegant place in the city.

Although the status quo of Qi State is precarious, it is interesting that this does not delay people indulging in enjoyment when they can enjoy it.

The green jackets have become the latest scenery in the Wenxing Lake area, but people who watch the scenery do not know that they are actually the scenery in the eyes of Cheng Ling and others.

"This...is this really the place we can come?"

There is a green jacket who said anxiously.

But someone quickly retorted: "Why can't you come? Master Cheng took us with us, and even put on silk gowns!"

Yes, silk gown!

This green jacket is made of silk. Who would have thought that they could actually wear silk in their lifetime?

A few green jackets with light-rimmed eyes quietly turned red, and someone said, "It's the first time I've worn such colored clothes since I've grown so big."

Isn't it?

Ordinary linen can't be dyed this color!

The common ones are either the hemp color, or the gray color, and a very dark red, which is far less bright than this green gown.

The green jacket gave the men in the green jacket unlimited confidence. Everyone talked, and it seemed that they had gained an incomparably powerful force, and suddenly no one was uneasy.

On the contrary, if you give them a ladder now, they all feel like they can go to heaven.

This is another effect that Cheng Ling had not expected before, but it is also very interesting.

Cheng Ling observed all the way, and finally stopped in front of a restaurant about 200 meters away from Wenxing Lake.

The location of this restaurant is a little embarrassing, because in the east of it, closer to Wenxing Lake, there are five or six restaurants lined up.

It's a little farther away, and the whole popularity is a few points away.

When Cheng Ling came to the door of this restaurant, he saw a guy in a gray hat was grabbing a white cloth and sweeping flies in front of the door.

There are two or three tables of guests in the lobby, but in a spacious restaurant that can accommodate twenty or so guests, it seems very sparse and deserted.

The fly sweeper lifted his eyelids and glanced at Cheng Ling, his eyes lit up at first, he straightened up and was about to greet him with joy, but his eyes swept back and looked at the mighty green jackets behind him.

The guy was startled, and said, "Oh, what kind of scene is this? We don't recruit juggling teams here!"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Why don't you recruit a juggling team?"

This rhetorical question stopped the guy. He wanted to slap Cheng Ling, but looking at the green jackets behind her with their heads held high and high spirits, he swallowed the evil words when they reached his mouth.

So he turned around and ran into the restaurant, shouting as he ran, "The shopkeeper, a juggling team has come and asked why we didn't recruit?"

Or how about fate?

The owner of the restaurant was leaning against the counter and dozing off. When the man shouted, he straightened up immediately and blurted out a curse: Go go go, just drive away...

As a result, he fell into a daze, and he didn't say a word, but his saliva first choked on himself.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The shopkeeper's cough, it's really like coughing out the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Cheng Ling immediately moved his feet, and the whole person seemed to be riding a gust of wind, lightly passing through the middle of the lobby and coming to the counter.

The shopkeeper leaned against the counter, coughing so hard that he couldn't stand up.

Cheng Ling stretched out one hand like lightning, lifted the shopkeeper's head with one hand, and quickly reached out with the other hand, and tapped the Tiantu acupoint below his throat lightly.

This acupoint is good for relieving cough, especially for this kind of sudden choking.

Cheng Ling didn't even have to use his own solar energy, just relying on the strength of his palms, he easily relieved the shopkeeper's cough.

The shopkeeper was lifted by Cheng Ling's chin, so he opened his mouth to the sky and gasped a few times. At this time, an extremely comfortable feeling had entered his heart and lungs down his throat.

Cheng Ling let go of both hands, and the shopkeeper stood up straight against the counter, then opened his mouth: "Ouch—"

He let out another long breath, and then fixed his eyes on Cheng Ling in front of him.

At this look, the sense of surprise strikes first.

Such a handsome and handsome young man, even if it is not Yan control, I like it when I see it. What's more, most people actually look at their faces.

The smile on the shopkeeper's face deepened. He said first, "Thank you so much for this little brother. I'm ashamed. If it wasn't for the little brother's help, we would have made a big joke on this street."

What's the big joke? The shopkeeper of Fuxinglou choked to death by saliva, does that count?

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "It's just a little effort, isn't this fate?"

This statement instantly relieved the previous embarrassment of the shopkeeper, so he immediately said: "Oh, it's really fate! Little brother, we are really destined, come and come, let's exchange names first."

The two exchanged names. The shopkeeper's surname was Tan and his first name was Song, and Cheng Ling called him Shopkeeper Tan.

Shopkeeper Tan immediately invited Cheng Ling to sit on the second floor. Cheng Ling stretched out his hand and pointed to the door, where more than twenty green jackets were standing.

Shopkeeper Tan: "..."

Don't panic, this is not a troublemaker, this is a good brother.

A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Ling negotiated with shopkeeper Tan.

The takeaway team in the green jacket can take the menu of Fuxing Building and go out to the street to find customers to order food, and then return to the restaurant to deliver the food.

For each successful settlement of a dish, the green gown can get the corresponding price commission. On the Fuxing Building side, they can expand their sales and target more and wider customers, and they can also make a steady profit.

To be honest, this model seems to be very successful, but privately, shopkeeper Tan feels that this is just a bubble.

He later said to the shop assistant: "If it weren't for my brother Cheng's face, I wouldn't have done this kind of thing for nothing! But it won't hurt if I did, oh, just toss it!"

Just toss it once and see what they can toss out.