Yan Qitong naturally noticed the movement where Jiufang Ming was located, and wanted to come forward to solve it, but the transmission of Jiufang Ming made her change her mind.

"It's not good to disturb the guests. Jiufang Ming said to Yan Qitong, and then looked at Mo Chen indifferently.

Mo Chen was relieved, and then returned to his position, not forgetting to glare at Jiufang Ming as he left.

This guy can really bear it, Mo Chen secretly said in his heart, if Jiufang Ming dares to make a move, not only will the teahouse be in trouble, but also the evil guards will not be spared, and it is a rule that no force is allowed in the South Underworld City.

The phantom monks of the Southern Underworld City gathered, if they were not controlled, they would inevitably become a mess, and they were forced by the deterrence of the evil guards, as well as the prestige of the Nine Directions of the City Lord of the Southern Underworld, and the phantom monks who came here also lived in harmony and had no tendency to use force.

"Boss, whether there is ribbed root tea in this teahouse, I have it all. Mo Chen took a sip of tea, then ran to the counter restlessly and said to Yan Qitong.

Yan Qitong was a little surprised, there were still people who liked to drink ribbed root, but after seeing that it was Mo Chen, who was looking for trouble with Jiufang Ming, Yan Qitong flatly refused.

"No, even if there is, you can't afford it!" Yan Qitong refused with some disgust, and also knew that Mo Chen wanted the sweet ribbed root of the Min Dynasty, and this bitter rib was exclusive to Jiufang Ming.

"This broken teahouse, and the tea I can't afford?" Mo Chen frowned, a little displeased.

The other tea customers in the teahouse were also attracted by the sound and looked at the counter.

"If you don't drink it, get out, who the is used to you?" said a middle-aged man coldly, it was rare to have a tea drinker.

Mo Chen turned around, intimidated by the momentum of the middle-aged man, and didn't dare to say more.

The other tea guests also talked about it, and then they all leaned towards the Nine Directions.

"Drink tea, drink tea, what is the high and low?" Another young man sat not far from Jiufang Ming, he could see everything clearly before, although he had grievances, but considering that this was a teahouse, and Jiufang Ming was not angry, he gave up.

Now this Mo Chen is shameless, disturbing people and quiet, and he also speaks wildly.

"It's okay to scold, what's the matter with this teahouse?" a big man snorted coldly, and he couldn't get used to this kind of girly and talkative.

Mo Chen was speechless for a while, and when he saw Jiufang Ming looking at him mockingly, he couldn't help but be furious.

This kid is so crazy, who gave him the courage Mo Chen turned around and looked at Yan Qitong seriously.

"I really want it all. After Mo Chen finished speaking, he looked at Jiufang Ming with disdain.

"No ......" Yan Qitong just wanted to refuse, but heard Jiufang Ming's words.

"Sell it. Jiufang Ming came to the counter at some point and indifferently took another pot of tea.

Mo Chen's expression was strange, "You can only afford this kind of tea." ”

Jiufang wanted to turn around and return to his original position, but when he heard this, his mood fluctuated a little.

"Are you richer than me?" Jiufang Ming looked at Mo Chen and said lightly.

Mo Chen smiled disdainfully, "This kind of earth dog actually wants to be richer than my Mo Chen?"

"Mo Chen?" everyone was shocked when they heard the name, could it be that Mo Chen?

Mo Chen's identity is that he is the eldest son of the Mo family in Xiaocheng City, the inner disciple of the Great Yan Sect, and his cultivation is enough to be a first-order illusion master, and he is the best among his peers.

"It's good to know. Sensing everyone's fear of him, Mo Chen was a little fluttering.

The previous middle-aged man's attitude had not changed, and he still had a disdainful attitude towards Mo Chen.

"Checkout. The middle-aged man couldn't stand Mo Chen's voice harassment, so he prepared to check out and leave.

"Wait. Jiufang Ming stopped the middle-aged man's hand that wanted to hand over the Yuan Stone.

"Little friend, what do you mean? The middle-aged man looked at Jiufang Ming, a little puzzled.

"If you feel that the floor is noisy, you might as well go to the top floor to taste tea, not only the scenery is good, but there is no dog barking. Jiufang Ming said, and then gave Yan Qitong a look.

Yan Qitong nodded, and then ordered the few girls who had just been recruited to take the middle-aged man to the top floor.

When the middle-aged man heard about the top floor, the cost was extremely high, and he could not afford it.

"I've got it. Jiufang Ming looked at the middle-aged man and said firmly, this guest left more or less for his own reasons, and he had to find a way to keep it.

The middle-aged man followed several girls upstairs in disbelief, not forgetting to glance at Jiufang Ming.

"The one just now, is it a distinguished guest of the teahouse?" Zhou He was puzzled, from the attitude of the proprietress of the teahouse towards Jiufang Ming, he could see that Jiufang Ming's identity was not annoying, and he must also be a distinguished guest of the teahouse.

"It's not a distinguished guest, that's the city lord of our Southern Underworld. A young girl replied, then put the teapot down.

Zhou He was shocked when he heard this, the man who looked like a teenager just now was actually the city lord of the South Underworld City, and he himself also came here to get an official position in the South Underworld City.

With his fifth-order cultivation as an illusionist, it would not be a problem to stay in the South Underworld City.

"It's actually the city lord. Zhou He didn't drink tea, but quietly looked at the reflection in the cup, thinking about whether to return to the salute now.

On the first floor of the tea house, Mo Chen was ready to settle the bill with the ribbed root he bought along with his own pot of tea.

"How many yuan stones are there?" Mo Chen didn't raise his head, this ribbed root is at most a matter of hundreds of yuan stones, it is not a problem whether there is money or not, the most important thing is that Mo Chen came up with this evil breath.

Yan Qitong said indifferently, "Two thousand ......"

"It's so expensive, your teahouse is really dark!" Mo Chen heard the two thousand yuan stones, and suddenly felt a little painful, but for the sake of face, he still handed the yuan stones to Yan Qitong.

Yan Qitong looked at Yuanshi, who was not enough at all, and didn't know why.

"This guest, this is simply not enough. Yan Qitong said, thinking in his heart.

"Didn't you say two thousand?" Mo Chen then looked at the wall where the price was written.

It is indeed five yuan stones and a pot of ribbed root tea, no matter how dark the teahouse is, two thousand yuan stones are already up to the sky.

"Look at the unit. Jiufang Ming kindly reminded.

When Mo Chen and the others heard this, they all looked at the price of the ribbed root.

"A pot of sweet rib five lower grade yuan stones, and a pot of bitter rib fifty thousand lower grade yuan stones. ”

Mo Chen turned his head in shock, looked at the ribbed root that had been packaged, and took out some taste.

"Bitter. Mo Chen chuckled in his heart.

"But how can there be bitter ribbed roots, shouldn't they all be sweet?" Mo Chen denied.

"You are a son of a family, do you still want to be a scoundrel?" Zhou He slowly walked down the stairs at this time, and glanced at Jiufang Ming in awe.

"Do you dare to come to drink tea with this bit of knowledge?" Many people were laughing at Mo Chen's narrow-mindedness.

"Just because there is no ribbed root in the Min Dynasty does not mean that there are no other places. The previous big man said.

Mo Chen looked at Zhong Liwan for help, but Zhong Liwan didn't even want to look at it.

"Damn slut!" Mo Chen looked gloomily at Zhong Liwan and Jiufang Ming.

Jiufang Ming noticed Zhou He and stepped forward to ask about the experience of drinking tea.

"Does the tea taste good?" asked Jiufang Ming, Yan Qitong was also looking forward to Zhou He's feedback.

Zhou He pretended to reminisce, "The guests invited by the city lord, how can there be such a thing as not delicious?"

"City Lord?" Mo Chen didn't know why, and remembered what Jiufang Ming had said about claiming to be the city lord before.

"You can come to drink more tea when you have time, and today's tea fee is free, except for this one. Jiufang Ming then said to the Phantom Monk Tea Guest who was drinking tea.

"Damn, you are the city lord?" The previous big man was not stupid, and then burst into a foul language.

"Damn, the Jiupin Alchemist invited me to drink tea, and I can blow it for a lifetime. A teenager drank his tea.

Jiufang Ming smiled slightly, and then looked at Mo Chen, who didn't know why.

"This guest, a total of 20 million stones, please pay. Jiufang smiled playfully.

Mo Chen also realized the identity of the Nine Directions, the identity of the city lord of the Southern Underworld, which was extremely terrifying, not only the nine-rank alchemist affirmed by the Min Dynasty court, but also the son of the king of Xiaozhou, and he couldn't afford to offend at all.

At this time, Mo Chen realized that he had kicked an iron plate.

"I didn't know before, but I hope to forgive my sins. Mo Chen said hesitantly, the previous rampant no longer exists.

"I don't care, but if you don't give money for what you buy, it won't work. Jiufang Ming noticed that Zhong Liwan, who was walking with Mo Chen, didn't have any intention of helping.

Twenty million lower grade yuan stones is a lot of money for any family.

"I didn't ...... No money. Mo Chen looked at the storage ring, there were only more than 50,000 lower-grade yuan stones, where did he get so much money.

Thinking of this over-arrogance, Mo Chen couldn't help but regret it.

"What the hell are you pretending to be if you don't have money?" the big man mocked Mo Chen mercilessly.

"It's just that not everyone can let you!"

Jiufang Ming waved his sleeves, "That's it, you'd better get out." ”

Mo Chen gritted his teeth, "My family can give out these 20 million yuan." ”

When everyone heard this, is this Mo Chen stupid, Nan Ming Gong has given a minimum of tolerance, and he still has to pretend to be on this job, and he really doesn't repent.

Many people pouted, this tea is still delicious, this Mo Chen's melon, whoever eats it is unlucky.

Jiufang Ming frowned slightly, Mo family, what kind of thing is the Mo family?

This time, it's not as simple as money not being rich.

"What you said!" Jiufang looked at Mo Chen coldly, he actually wanted to use the family as a shield, which was tantamount to threatening himself, a small Mo family, he didn't care about it at all.

If it were someone else and he was offended, I am afraid that he would directly use the killer, and if Mo Chen bullied the weak, I am afraid that it would be impossible to do it today.

Jiufang Ming found that he was hanging Zhou He aside, and he was a little reluctant to go.

"This senior is born in the lower nine directions. Jiufang Ming said respectfully, the middle-aged man in front of him must not be simple.

"The city lord is really tormenting Zhou, in the next Zhou River, the people of Tongjin City, the five-grade elixir master, and the fifth-order illusion master. Zhou He was shocked, the city lord of the Southern Underworld actually called himself a "senior".

"Elixir Master?" Jiufang Ming's eyes lit up, this profession, whether it was in his previous life or now, had never been touched.

"What is the grade of the alchemist?" Jiufang Ming was also very concerned about the alchemy level of the elixir master.

"I'm ashamed to say that I really don't know how to do alchemy. Zhou He said helplessly, it seems that the two professions of elixir master and alchemist cannot be both, and the two clash with each other.

Jiufang Ming nodded, the identity of the elixir master was already rare enough, and the entire Min Dynasty was now only a handful.

Jiufang Ming took out the sound transmission order, which was prepared by Jiufang Hong in advance for contact, in case Jiufang Ming's whereabouts were unknown.

However, the distance that can be contacted by this kind of first-class sound transmission order is extremely limited, and it is better to use this kind of sound transmission order to directly hallucinate the sound transmission.

Insert the stone into the groove of the elemental stone of the transmission order, and the transmission order will be activated.

"Cousin?" Jiufang Hong's voice came from the transmission order.

Jiufang Hong was secretly proud, and the sound transmission order he made could actually be used.

"Are you in the Alchemist Guild in the Southern Underworld City?" asked Jiufang Ming.

Jiufang Hong nodded stupidly, and suddenly realized that the voice transmission order could only be used to transmit sound, and if the shadow transmission order could be created, the figure and voice could be transmitted at the same time.

"In the guild, this guild is fucking big. Jiu Fanghong said, once again lamenting the greatness of the refiner's union.

"Remember to help me ask the president of the Refiner Guild, how many people with the surname Mo are there who have come to the guild to order products and joined the guild?" Jiufang Ming then asked, preparing to cut off the sound transmission order.

When Mo Chen heard this, his heart was like ashes, he was going to make fun of himself.

"There are a total of seven registrations, and five have already been ordered and joined. Jiufang Hong sat on the chair of the leader of the Refiner Guild and said comfortably.

"You're not going to be the leader of the Refiner Guild, are you?" Jiufang Ming was speechless for a while, Jiufang Hong's refining level may only be the level of one or two grades.

"I'm also a sixth-grade refiner now, can't I be a president?" Jiu Fanghong retorted, in fact, this position can be regarded as a request from his father.

"I didn't say no, is there a guy named Mo Chen?" Jiufang Ming confirmed.

Jiufanghong confirmed, "There is one." ”

"What grade are you?" asked Jiufang Ming as he looked at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen replied hesitantly, "Three products." ”

It's over, not only will the Refiner Guild not be able to enter, but it is estimated that he will be driven out of the South Underworld City, and then there will be a scolding from his father.

"Directly let him join, the grade is three grades," Jiufang Ming said.

Jiufang Hong was stunned, but he still did it, after all, in this South Underworld City, his cousin still had the final say.

Mo Chen was stunned, "What does this mean?"

Jiufang turned around indifferently and prepared to arrange Zhou He's residence.

"You just strike the iron slowly, and come and pay back the 20 million. Jiufang Ming left a sentence, and then threw the ribbed root to Mo Chen.