Chapter 355: Yellow Springs Town (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The two of them walked side by side on the street, looking for a place to eat. When they reached the center of the street, Ye Jingtang was suddenly attracted by a plaque. “Yellow Springs Saber Tomb…”

Although it had been a long time, the calligraphy was bold and sharp, as if they had been carved by a saber.

Ye Jingtang stopped his horse and looked at the old wine shop. He saw a little girl with braids sitting on a stool obediently and writing.

There were four tables in the wine shop. The lady boss, who was dressed like a town girl, was wiping the tables. When she saw the two of them stop, she greeted, “Guests, please come inside.”

Ye Jingtang looked at the plaque again, got off the horse, and asked, “Lady Boss, what does this plaque mean?”

“An old grave where sabers are buried. My father wrote it in the past. It’s meaningless.” Alan walked to the door and got her daughter to go into the house to write. She sized up Ye Jingtang’s attire. “Young Master, you’re also a saber user?”

“I’ve learned a lot, but 1 can’t say that I’m a saber user. The old shopkeeper’s saber skills look extraordinary. Ordinary people really can’t carve these words.” “Oh?” Surprise flashed across A’lan’s eyes. “Young Master, you seem to be quite skilled in martial arts. When he was in Jianghu in the past, he did have some ability. But after seeing Kuang Yazi, he stopped practicing and sold wine here for the rest of his life.”

“Is that so?” When Ye Jingtang heard this, he knew that the owner of the shop was an elder of Jianghu. He was at least a half-step Martial Chief. He asked, “Is the old shopkeeper in the shop?”

“Sigh, he left more than ten years ago. Now, the shop is run by my husband and me. We don’t ask about Jianghu. Dear guests, sit down. What do you want to eat?”

“Chirp chirp chirp-” The bird jumped onto a stool and pointed its wings at the most expensive garlic-flavored sauteed fish.

After Ye Jingtang invited Daoist Xuanji to sit across the table, he looked at the menu on the wall. “Please give me a grilled fish, a few home-cooked dishes, a basin of rice, and a catty of good wine, the strongest.”

A’lan looked at the quiet girl in white with a veiled hat and smiled. “My family’s wine is not ordinary. Even a Grandmaster will become drunk after five cups of it. Are the two of you sure you want one catty?”

Ye Jingtang took off his bamboo hat and sat down at the table. “I don’t drink, but she does. She drinks too much… Hiss—”

Before he could finish speaking, Daoist Xuanji stepped on Ye Jingtang’s toes under the table and slowly twisted her foot.

The lady boss smiled and didn’t ask further. She called out the order to the backyard and then went to the side to get wine.

Ye Jingtang picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea, one for him and the bird. He asked casually, “I heard that Hero Qiu Tianhe is going to Jun Mountain Terrace to compete for the title of Saber Chief. The two of us came to watch the excitement. Lady Boss, do you know any news? Has the battle started over there?”

A’lan had guessed that these two Jianghu people had come for this and replied, “The battle hasn’t started yet. The people of Jianghu want nothing more than fame. A duel for the title of Saber Chief only happens once in the lives of ordinary people. If the spectacle isn’t big enough, it’s like the top scholar wearing his official clothes at night. There are still ferries picking people up, which means that Jun Mountain Terrace isn’t crowded yet. When it’s full, the people of Jianghu have to wait eagerly for a while. Only then will it have the pomp fitting for top Grandmasters…”

“Hehe…” Ye Jingtang nodded with a smile, feeling a little more relaxed. He didn’t disturb the lady boss anymore and drank tea with Daoist Xuanji while waiting.

Crackle-

Soon, the sound of stir-frying came from the backyard, and an appetizing fragrance wafted over.

The bird was hungry. It jumped down and walked into the backyard through the curtain, looking like it wanted to go watch the food.

Ye Jingtang was afraid that the bird would disturb the little girl, who was reading and writing, so he got up and opened the curtain. “Come back.” “Chirp…”

The backyard of the wine shop wasn’t big. There was an old well and a clothesline beside it.

The kitchen was on the left and had rows of Cloud Dream Swamp’s specialty saber fish hung outside, and under them were old wine jars. There was a shed beside them with a grill inside, and the lady boss was roasting fish at the back.

The bird obediently squatted in front of the grill and looked up at the big fish being roasted until it was golden and sizzling with oil. It wasn’t moving its claws at all, and it even opened its beak to let the lady boss feed it a bite to taste.

In the kitchen, a middle-aged man in cloth clothes was cooking in front of the stove. He was tall and well-proportioned, and his appearance was quite heroic. After looking at the bird, who was asking for food, he saw Ye Jingtang enter and said, “Young Master, this bird isn’t bad.”

Ye Jingtang smiled and was about to call the gluttonous bird back when his gaze was attracted by the main room.

He turned around and saw a saber hanging in the middle of the main room.

The saber was very long, about 5 feet long. It was a little longer than the Jun Mountain Saber, but the blade was thinner and had a slight curve. After sheathing the saber, if not for the hand guard at the hilt, it would look like an eyebrow-length staff.

The saber didn’t look like it was often held. It had been hung up for too long and was already covered in dust.

Ye Jingtang felt that this saber was similar to a miaodao. He had never seen this style in Jianghu, so he couldn’t help taking a few more glances. “Shopkeeper, this saber is quite special.”

Xuanyuan Tiangang turned around and looked at it. “It’s just a straight saber that has been lengthened by two feet. What’s so special about it?”

“Not only is it long, but it feels like it took a lot of effort to make.”

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn’t mind, Ye Jingtang walked into the backyard and sized it up carefully. “1 estimate that this saber shouldn’t be made of ordinary iron. It weighs about eight kilograms, right?”

A’lan stopped roasting the fish and looked up at Ye Jingtang.

Daoist Xuanji also put down her teacup and lifted the curtain to watch.

Xuanyuan Tiangang sized Ye Jingtang up.. “Young Master, how did you tell?”