A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

As night fell, the wind was cold and the surroundings were silent, with only the occasional sound of the wind and the sound of soldiers setting up tents in the distance. After Shui Qinglian and Xiao Sanlang got off the car, they stood guard, one in front and one behind, with their bodies straight and their eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

The Imperial Master came out of the inn angrily, cursing non-stop: "You are a bunch of ignorant people. Tonight, I will make your whole family go on a journey to the west."

He was so angry that his face turned red, and his footsteps were heavy, as if he was going to trample through the ground with every step. At this moment, he was in a mess, his hair was messy from the wind, and his clothes were covered with dust.

He was penniless now, and the shopkeeper only cared about money and not his clothes. Even his luxury bill was not accepted. This made the usually high-handed imperial master feel extremely humiliated and angry.

Shui Qinglian looked at her master and couldn't help but burst out laughing. She thought it was really funny. His laughter was particularly loud in the quiet night, and Xiao Sanlang couldn't help but smile.

At this time, Huo Longguo brought two bowls of steaming beef soup to Shui Qinglian and Xiao Sanlang who were standing in the cold wind. The beef soup was fragrant, and the hot steam rose, forming white mist in the cold air.

The imperial teacher smelled it from a distance and shouted, "What a delicious smell! It's beef!" He was like a starving dog, sniffing around with his nose raised high.

He rushed over in two steps at a time. Seeing Shui Qinglian holding the beef soup and about to put it into her mouth, he snatched it away.

"You don't even know how to present delicious food to your master!" The national teacher said righteously, staring.

"Hey, that's mine!" Shui Qinglian pointed at the beef soup anxiously, her face full of grievance and helplessness.

The Imperial Master took a sip without hesitation, "Wow! It's so delicious, sizzling..." The scalding hot soup made his mouth burn, but he felt it was extremely satisfying, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

At this moment, Xiao Sizhe's voice came from the carriage: "One hundred taels of silver..." This voice broke the brief calm. The imperial teacher's smile froze instantly, and Shui Qinglian looked at the imperial teacher with gloating.

The cold wind blew, making the branches around rustle. The Imperial Master stood there, still holding the bowl of beef soup in his hand, with a very interesting expression on his face, sometimes angry, sometimes helpless. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "You are so cruel! I just ate your bowl of beef soup!"

At this time, Shui Qinglian and Xiao Sanlang were laughing so hard at the embarrassment of the national teacher. This cold night became more lively and joyful because of this scene.

The night was deep, and the campfire in the camp was dancing, illuminating the surroundings. When the Imperial Master heard Xiao Sizhe's voice, he was so angry that his face turned green, his eyes were wide open, and he could no longer bear it: "You little guy, are you vulgar? No matter when and where you do anything, you only care about money, and you have no affection at all. Only a madman would do this!"

While roaring angrily, he gulped down a big mouthful of soup, as if he wanted to pour out all the anger in his heart in the soup.

From the carriage came Xiao Si's voice again: "Two hundred taels of silver!"

"You... Humph!" The Imperial Master stamped his feet in anger, not caring to speak, and grabbed the beef in the bowl with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing it voraciously. His cheeks were bulging like balloons, because this beef soup was so delicious that he refused to stop even though he was choking and coughing.

And Xiao Sizha was like a person with X-ray eyes. He added one hundred taels of silver for every bite he took. In total, he spent one thousand taels of silver on that bowl of beef soup!

The Imperial Master ignored him completely, treating him as if Xiao Si was hiding a barking dog. He handed the empty bowl to Huo Long Guo and said arrogantly, "Go! Serve me another bowl."

Huo Longguo looked at him in astonishment, put her hands on her hips, and said unhappily, "I'm not your maid."

With a rustle, Xiao Sizhe opened the curtain and ran out aggressively, holding a large piece of paper in front of the national teacher and shouting fiercely: "Sister Huo is not our soldier, nor is she our cook. You have to pay for the food she cooks! One bowl costs one thousand taels, I'll serve it to you!" Xiao Sizhe's eyes widened and her little face turned red with anger.

The national teacher was greatly surprised, his mouth opened so wide that an egg could fit in it: "What? Those soldiers don't even have to pay for food, so why should I, the supreme national teacher, have to pay? You, little Sizhe, are clearly cheating me?" He pointed his finger at little Sizhe and was shaking with anger.

After saying this, he heard Han Shangshu, who was not far away, waving at him and calling him, "Master, come here, it's free here!"

The Imperial Master turned his head and saw the soldiers eating roasted black and yellow mutton. He pouted with disgust and frowned so hard that he could kill a fly: "I don't want mutton that smells like fireworks. I want beef soup!"

At this time, the soldiers around stopped what they were doing and watched the quarrel between the National Master and Xiao Sizhe. Some of them laughed secretly, some shook their heads, and the whole camp was filled with a noisy and joyful atmosphere.

Xiao Sizhe put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "Master, don't be unreasonable! You have to pay for what you eat, no negotiation!" His little face was tense and he looked like he would never give in.

The Imperial Master's eyes widened, and he pointed at Xiao Sizhe and said, "You little brat, you are asking for too much! One thousand taels of silver for a bowl of soup, why don't you go and rob it!"

Xiao Sizhe snorted and replied, "This soup is worth the price. It's up to you to give it to me or not. If you don't, don't even think about having a second bowl!"

The Imperial Master was so angry that he stamped his feet and shouted, "Five hundred taels, no more!"

Xiao Sizhe turned his head and said firmly: "No, less than one thousand taels, no way!"

The Imperial Master gritted his teeth and said, "Eight hundred taels, this is my bottom line!"

Xiao Si rolled her eyes at him and said, "No need to negotiate, one thousand taels, not a penny less!"

The state teacher's face turned very ugly. He gasped and said, "Xiao Sizhe, don't go too far. I am the state teacher!"

Little Sizhe was not afraid at all, and shouted: "What's wrong with the Imperial Master? The Imperial Master has to pay for food!"

The two were in a stalemate, and people around them gathered around, some whispering, some laughing.

The Imperial Master looked at the eyes of the people around him and became more and more anxious. He pulled Xiao Sizhe's arm and said in a low voice, "Nine hundred taels, no more. Can I beg you for this?"

Xiao Sizhai rolled his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, since you are so sincere, nine hundred taels is nine hundred taels, but give me the cash!"

The state teacher's face instantly became very embarrassed. He glanced at Xiao Sizhe, then pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "Hey, Xiao Sizhe, you took all my money. How can I afford a penny? Can you please forgive me for our old acquaintance?"

The Imperial Master had a pitiful look on his face, like an old dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy in front of its master. His eyes were full of pleading, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the corners of his mouth drooped.