Chapter 687 Cellar
What happened to the players in the restaurant? Ji Xiaoyan didn’t know. She only knew that after they followed Mo Haihua, the restaurant owner, and walked around the restaurant for a long time, they finally saw a place similar to a cellar.
"That... boss... are we going to go down and hide?" Ji Xiaoyan looked at the cellar opening at his feet with some uncertainty and asked Mo Haihua. Don't blame her for thinking this way. The NPC mayor brought them here. Didn't he just want them to go in and hide, and then wait until all the players outside were gone before letting them leave? Otherwise, why bring them to this place? Could it be that there is an exit from this cellar? Or, in fact, the mayor boss just brought them to see some things she put in the cellar, or some wine?
No, no, no, no, Ji Xiaoyan quickly shook his head and got rid of this ridiculous idea. Thought: This NPC mayor will definitely not be so boring, right? Right?
Hearing Ji Xiaoyan's words, Mo Haihua did not answer her directly, but gave her a smile, and then said hello to the waiter who had been following them next to her. After that, Ji Xiaoyan and the others only saw that NPC shop The waiter bent down and pulled up the dark wooden board covering the entrance to the cellar. Then he took a small oil lamp from the side, lit the lamp with a fire stick, and walked into the cellar. He took a photo and then nodded to Mo Haihua.
"Follow me!" Mo Haihua nodded with satisfaction, signaled to Ji Xiaoyan and the others, and then followed the waiter from the NPC shop down the stairs to the cellar.
"Um...Xiaoyan, do we really want to go down there? I think it's...a bit scary down there! It's pitch black!" Meow Xiaohei pulled Ji Xiaoyan with some worry and said.
"What are you afraid of?" Before Ji Xiaoyan had time to speak, he heard old man Qingya speaking to Miao Xiaohei energetically: "Are you afraid of monsters? Or are you afraid of ghosts? There is another one standing here. What kind of undead guy are you talking about? Then he Is he a ghost? Don’t you always have a good relationship with him? Just ask him to help you if you have anything. What are you afraid of? Hurry up and follow him! >Speaking, old man Qingya immediately pushed Miao Xiaohei.
"Uncle, why don't I go a little further behind!" Meow Xiaohei swallowed the saliva in his mouth and looked at the old man Qingya somewhat flatteringly and asked.
"It's the same wherever you go!" Old Man Qingmi rolled his eyes at Miao Xiaohei, then pointed at Mo Haihua and the waiter who had already descended into the cellar, and said: "There are people ahead of you who have helped you clear the way, what are you afraid of? What the hell are you afraid of? If something happens, they will pick out the ones at the back..." said After that, old man Qingya was in a good mood and scared Miao Xiaohei, and then he followed Mo Haihua's footsteps. While walking towards the cellar, he shouted: "Don't delay, hurry up and follow."
"Okay!" Ji Xiaoyan nodded and held Miao Xiao Hei said: "Let's go together!"
"Yeah, yeah!" Meow Xiaohei nodded quickly, and then said to Ji Xiaoyan a little embarrassed: "Actually, what... I'm not afraid of ghosts Whatever, I'm just a little afraid of bugs... This cellar, at first glance, I don’t usually use it, I’m afraid of bugs or something..."
"Well, it’s okay!" Ji Xiaoyan nodded, smiled at Miao Xiaohei, and patted her reassuringly. Following the movements of old man Qingya, he stepped onto the stairs of the cellar and walked down the stairs.
Speaking of this cellar, it is actually quite hidden.
The cellar's opening was only about the size of a square of about 80 centimeters by 80 centimeters. It was covered with a smooth wooden board painted with black paint. There was a filament as big as a little finger nailed to a small corner of the board. The iron ring is not visible at all if you are not paying attention. And the entire cellar entrance relies on such a small iron ring to open and close! Below the cellar is a long wooden staircase. The staircase drops directly from the cellar entrance to the cellar floor. The entire staircase is about ten meters high, but the width is only about half a meter. There are no escalators on both sides. Something like that, so walking on it makes people feel insecure.
Ji Xiaoyan shakily followed the light of the waiter’s oil lamp in front of him, supported the wooden board of the stairs with his hands, and then climbed down the stairs step by step, landed firmly on the ground, and took a nervous look. Meow Xiaohei followed her on the ground, always looking around for insects. After seeing that she was about to land, Ji Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and took stock of the surrounding environment.
The entire cellar is very spacious.
The overall space is just like what Ji Xiaoyan saw before. The height of the floor is more than ten meters, and the width is not very clear because the waiter’s oil lamp is not very effective. However, he can still vaguely see it. I saw a lot of things piled up in the cellar. Various wooden boards and wooden pillars were used to divide the cellar into three floors. Each floor had wooden stairs on top for daily walking. There were all kinds of things piled on each layer of wooden boards, including wood, ironware, bags, wine jars, food and other things. Ji Xiaoyan even saw a lot of books in one corner. Something like...
< br>"Wow..." Ji Xiaoyan sighed. He didn't expect such an inconspicuous cellar to have such a style. "Boss, how big is this place? Are all the things there? It's so spectacular!"< br>
"Haha, it's okay!" Mo Haihua was very happy with Ji Xiaoyan's compliment, smiled at her, and then said with infinite emotion: "This is a place I spent a lot of energy to build..." said Then, Mo Haihua walked to the place closest to them, touched the wine jars piled there, and then said: "These are all my darlings..."
"What kind of wine are these? Why don't you give me a few jars to try?" Old man Qingya's eyes flashed when he saw the wine jars. It was a bit bright. After hearing Mo Haihua say that those wine jars were her treasures, old man Qingya immediately said it shamelessly.
"Uncle Master..." Ji Xiaoyan was startled when he heard this. What is old man Qingya doing? Her boss already said these were her treasures, but he still dared to ask for them. Wasn’t this because he was impatient? Although Ji Xiaoyan didn't think that the mayor and tavern owner of Wuli Town in front of him could beat the old man Qingya, he was still on his territory anyway, so he was too arrogant and didn't give him face. OK!
Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoyan immediately wanted to stop old man Qingmi from asking for wine. Who knows, just after Ji Xiaoyan opened her mouth and no sound came out, she heard Mo Haihua's clear voice happily said: "Are you also a wine lover?"
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"Of course!" Old Man Qingya agreed happily, and then continued to ask shamelessly: "How about it? For the sake of both of us being good at wine, can you give me a few jars to try? If I am here in the future, I found something good outside, how about bringing some to you?"
Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyan immediately stroked his forehead. Uncle Qingmi, when you have something good, can you remember to give it to others? This pie is probably a little too big. The boss will definitely not agree to it!
Just as he was thinking this, Ji Xiaoyan was shocked to hear Mo Haihua speak: "Well... it's not impossible to give you a few altars, but..."
" Just what?" Old man Qingya asked nervously.
"It's just that these wines are not cheap... They are all my treasures, and they are hard to find! Just because you are good at wine, I will give them to you for free... Haha..." Mo Haihua caressed He licked the wine jar twice and said something to the old man Qingya with a nonchalant expression.
Then Ji Xiaoyan saw old man Qingmi's eyes widen.
By the way, she was also surprised! Co-authored by Bantian Renren’s Mo Haihua boss, he understood Old Man Qingya’s character very well and pointed out his intention directly, expressing his unwillingness to give away Old Man Qingya’s wine for free! However, if this is not a free gift, are we going to ask them to spend money to buy it? It's hard to find a thousand gold coins... Oh my God, do you really want to sell a jar for a thousand gold coins? She would not buy such luxurious wine for old man Qingya!
Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoyan immediately moved his eyes to Old Man Qingmi, praying in his heart that Old Man Qingmi would never let her buy him wine. However, Ji Xiaoyan obviously couldn't realize this wish.
Because after Old Man Qingmi finished speaking, he immediately cast his eyes on Mo Haihua beseechingly, and then said: "Xiaoyan..."
Ji Xiaoyan felt that Her scalp was numb.
"Haha, by the way, I almost forgot about my business while talking about my baby." At this moment, Mo Haihua suddenly smiled, ignoring the expressions on Ji Xiaoyan and Qingmi's faces, and then said : "Don't you ask me why I brought you here? Do you trust me so much?"
Ji Xiaoyan and Miao Xiaohei looked at each other, put on idiotic smiles, and faced Mo Haihua smiled flatteringly. You have to be respectful and courteous to local snakes and so on. There are always benefits, right?
Sure enough, a moment later Ji Xiaoyan heard the NPC boss continue to say: "I brought you here just to send you out. If you go through the back door, I believe it is not very safe. There must be nowhere now. There were a lot of people blocking the cellar. I have specially set up many passages through which you can leave the town! Of course, the safety after going out is not within the scope of my promise."
"That's for sure! !" When Ji Xiaoyan heard this, he immediately thanked Mo Haihua.
"Yes!" Mo Haihua nodded, then pointed in a direction and said to Ji Xiaoyan and the others: "You can just walk through that passage. The waiter will take you there in a while... …”
"Okay, okay, thank you, boss!" Ji Xiaoyan said gratefully.
"Then, how do you sell those wines?" Just when Ji Xiaoyan was pulling Miao Xiaohei and preparing to follow the waiter, the unwilling voice of old man Qingya suddenly rang out, "You Always give a price Let me decide whether to buy it or not. I’m really unwilling to make a jar and try it.”
Ps: When I was halfway through writing, there was an earthquake here in Qianqian, and it felt very strong! , scared to death. . . . . . . At that time, I only had one idea in my mind, and it was only half coded. Do I need to stop updating it? Not bad, not bad. . . . Qianqian is fine. . .
(End of this chapter)