Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

"Sir, what happened?"

Han Donglang and Meng Jin quickly came forward and asked with a smile, their eyes constantly directed towards Wang Shi.

Damn it, that fat guy only works once every seven days and he already makes the customers unhappy!

Wang Shi kept smiling, swallowed his saliva and continued, "Don't worry, young man. Our Lanshan Pavilion is open for business and we don't cheat anyone. I'm not exaggerating, you won't find another restaurant as good as this in Bafang Town. Look at the "gold bricks" under your feet, three thousand eight hundred taels each. The mother-of-pearl on the wall is all from Binhai, and the wood is all the finest rosewood." After he finished speaking, he touched the long table behind him and gently knocked on the "Zhu Zhan Red Plum Gallbladder Bottle" placed on it with his hand. The sound was crisp, pleasant and melodious, and you could tell at once that the quality was excellent and one in a hundred.

Ruan Chuyin lowered her head silently, raised her foot slightly and then put it down gently.

My goodness, three thousand eight hundred taels a piece, how much does that cost? She is really stepping on a "gold" brick!

Qi Ruyi looked straight at Wang Shi, stroked his white beard meaningfully, and a smile appeared in his eyes, but it was as faint as a breeze and disappeared in a flash.

It was at this time that Wang Shi noticed the old man in white standing behind Qin Guanzhi.

He was in good shape, with a fresh face and a head of white hair tied up high. The corners of his eyes were etched with traces of vicissitudes of life. The light in his eyes was gentle yet sharp, as if it could see through everything, making people dare not underestimate him.

Wang Shi lowered his head guiltily after taking in the sight. A casual glance caught sight of the crimson wine gourd hanging from the old man's waist, and alarm bells immediately rang in his heart.

He remembered that the world-famous "Drunken Sword God" of Wangxi Sect wore a gourd like this hanging around his waist every day.

But hasn’t he already passed away from worldly affairs?

The more Wang Shi thought about it, the more he became restless. He simply asked directly, "Have you forgotten Qi Ruyi, the Sword God of Xishan?"

The air froze for three breaths, and Qi Ruyi burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect that even though I haven't been down the mountain for over twenty years, I could still be recognized at a glance. The shopkeeper has a good eye!"

As he said this, he looked at the other two guys.

He was about forty years old, with a sturdy build and a firm gaze. His breathing was very steady, and his temples were slightly bulging, which showed that he was no ordinary man.

Lanshan Pavilion is quite interesting.

Wang Shi, Han Donglang and Meng Jin were dumbfounded. How could they defeat the best man in the world who had come to their pavilion?

He was immediately filled with awe and bowed his head repeatedly to greet him.

"Sword God, you are too modest. Your name is well-known. Even if you don't care about worldly affairs, your legend is still everywhere." Wang Shi said respectfully. The previous vulgarity on his face was gone, and his two small eyes slowly bounced back to their original position.

Ruan Chuyin looked at Qi Ruyi with admiration. It turned out that the Sword God was so famous that even the owner of a small inn in Bafang Town knew about him.

Qin Guanzhi was already accustomed to this kind of arrangement.

The strong are respected, and what's more, his master is the best in the world, so others have to give way to him wherever he goes.

"Clap clap clap clap"

The powerful sound of beads clacking rang out again.

Five breaths later, a new row of numbers appeared on the abacus.

"Sorry, I miscalculated two numbers just now because I was dizzy. To apologize, I will give you a discount, a total of three hundred taels, hehehehehe."

Can dialing two wrong numbers make such a big difference?

Yu Yu stared at Wang Shi in disbelief, and the contempt in his eyes became even stronger.

He takes advantage of others to get what they want, a profiteer!

Qi Ruyi stroked his beard with satisfaction. Looking around, every brick and tile was of extraordinary quality. The price was worth it.

"Ayu." Qin Guanzhi nodded slightly at Yu Yu and put his right arm around Ruan Chuyin's slender waist, hinting at their close relationship.

"Old Han, Old Meng, hurry up and take these guests upstairs!" Wang Shi smiled, put three small silver bills into his arms, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

When the people in the kitchen heard that Qi Ruyi was coming, they all turned their heads to look at Wang Shi.

"Fatty, did you see it wrong?" Hou Shangma, the leader, looked at him in disbelief and asked.

"What do you mean, you pockmarked bastard? I have good eyesight! How could he be wrong if he admitted it himself?" Wang Shi said angrily. He cursed a few more times, looked around the kitchen and asked, "What good stuff do you have today?"

Hou Shangma thought for a moment, then grabbed a fish from the pond nearby and said, "How about anchovies? I just caught them."

"Are there any seafood?" Wang Shi frowned and shook his head.

"There are still some yellow croakers in the ice cellar." Hou Shangma thought carefully and replied.

Bafang Town thrives on the water, so freshwater fish are the most abundant. As for seafood, it lacks any advantages. If you really want something fresh, you can find it. Merchant ships sail south from the ferry, sometimes bringing in fairly fresh seafood.

"Bring it all out. Two tables of food, cook it!" Wang Shi said as he hurried to the backyard to inform the host. On the way, he bumped into Han Donglang and Meng Jin, who were rushing around recklessly. The three of them were so fast that they almost rolled into a ball.

"You two are looking for death!" Wang Shi steadied his body, looked at the two men fiercely, and raised a fierce palm wind, which swept down without saying a word.

Han Donglang had just stood up, but before he could even stand firm, he was swept back six feet. Meng Jin's lower body was much more stable, and he met the attack without giving in.

They didn't stop until they smashed the two pots of the poster's beloved "living fossils" - "Plum Blossoms Three Times" - at the backyard door.

The three of them looked at each other, and their expressions gradually became solemn.

"Come in."

A lazy voice echoed from the courtyard. Several people sighed in unison and walked in with sad faces.

The sweet laughter in the room rose and fell like waves, so contagious that Wang Shi and the others stopped and dared not take another step forward.

"Tingxue, do you think I look good wearing this hairpin?" Liu Shuangshuang leaned in the man's arms, her plump little hands pinching the tight and strong waist, and the other hand did not stop, slowly moving from the mermaid line to the chest, eager to explore into the collar.

Suddenly, a big hand as white as jade clamped the small hand tightly, slowly moved it down, and put it back on Liu Shuangshuang's leg.

"Shuangshuang, take whatever you like." Shen Tingxue suppressed the discomfort in her heart, forced a fake smile, and took a step back calmly, keeping a certain distance from the plump body.

"Really?" Liu Shuangshuang's eyes lit up as she looked excitedly at the three exquisite hairpins placed on the table.

She was fascinated by the man's figure in the gilded bronze mirror.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes like stars. Her snow-white clothes and black hair are a noble and unparalleled sight. Her profile is clear and gentle, and her sunny side is handsome and elegant, like a moon in the water, so captivating that one cannot help but draw close and gently hold her hair.

Last night, she'd gotten this man drunk, and despite all her efforts, she hadn't managed to get a kiss. Sometimes, it was puzzling. He'd been the one to make advances, the one who'd invited her to stay the night, the one who'd gifted her jewelry. He'd been so full of sweet nothings, yet why was he so dead in bed?

No! I don't know when this man will come back to me next time, so I have to take a bite of this fresh meat today and taste it well.

Liu Shuangshuang suddenly stood up, and her huge body pushed the man directly against the door frame. Her two strong little hands pulled off Shen Tingxue's waist belt and rudely reached into his underwear.

With a loud bang, the whole world fell silent.

Shen Tingxue, his face livid, panted heavily as he straightened his clothes. Suddenly, his stomach churned, and he flung open the door and ran into the courtyard, vomiting violently.

The three people waiting outside the door stared at the miserable appearance of the host in amazement, and silently lit a candle for him in their hearts.

I told you before, his slender frame couldn't possibly hold that much weight. Look, he's been crushed!

"Master, are you okay? The kitchen has cooked a tonic soup. Can I bring you a bowl?" Han Donglang asked with concern, glancing into the room repeatedly, wanting to see what the 200-pound lady the fat man mentioned looked like.

"Get out!" Shen Tingxue took a deep breath and sent the man out with a palm.

"What's going on? Why are you making such a fuss outside so early in the morning?"

He straightened up, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, took off his coat and threw it aside.

Wang Shi glanced at Meng Jin and took a step forward, saying, "Master, the Wangxi Sect's Drunken Sword God Qi Ruyi has come down the mountain and is now in our pavilion, Room A, Room 1!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Tingxue's eyes trembled and his spine straightened even more.

"Are you sure?" Shen Tingxue looked at Wang Shi in surprise.

Huixue Tower and the Wangxi Sect had never been on good terms. However, Fourth Brother's Zhendao Sect and the Wangxi Sect enjoyed a close relationship. Their ancestors, Wu Feng and Qi Ruyi, had been close friends for many years. According to Fourth Brother, these two prominent figures had fought for a woman for a full decade fifty years before, and neither of them won. However, they had forged a bond and became sympathetic companions. Over the following decades, they frequently exchanged swordplay and became close friends.

"It's certain. He admitted it himself! He had a red wine gourd on his waist, there was no mistake. There were several young people following him, among whom was a masked lady with a graceful figure. Her eyes were shining brightly, three times brighter than the stars in the sky." Wang Shi emphasized the second half of the sentence, hoping to attract the attention of the poster, make him realize his "mistake", turn over a new leaf and start a new life.

Shen Tingxue was so immersed in the first half of the sentence that she didn't notice the key point at all.

At this time, Meng Jin couldn't hold back any longer and immediately drew the poster's attention back.

"Master, when I just led them upstairs, I heard a young man inside calling that girl Chuyin, and another young man calling her Sister Ruan. Master, is she Madam Ruan Chuyin?"

Everyone in Huixue Tower knew about Xiang Yunchi's search for a wife. Everyone said the Dark Palace Master had finally found love. But why was there another man beside Madam Xiang? And even in the same room!

"Oh?" Shen Tingxue immediately perked up upon hearing this. He had actually encountered such a good opportunity as waiting for something to happen.

"Old Meng, go notify the Underworld Palace and ask Xiang Yunchi to come over."

"Owner, do you want to confirm again?" Meng Jin suddenly became a little uncertain, so he just listened casually. What if he recognized the wrong person?

"Why, can't I invite him to Bafang Town?" Shen Tingxue sneered. Business has been slow these past two months, so it's not too much to ask for a little money for Fifth Brother's help, right?

"Okay." Meng Jin closed his mouth and disappeared in a flash.

"Old Wang, find a few people to carry the noble lady in the room back home properly. Take the three gold hairpins on the table, that's what she deserves." After Shen Tingxue finished speaking, he walked leisurely into the west wing.

Wang Shi's eyes flashed, and he appeared beside Liu Shuangshuang in a flash.

Oh my god, how could you turn a nice girl into this state?

Three gold hairpins are not enough, thirty would be about right!