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At the beginning of the eighth month of the lunar calendar.

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the streets are full of vendors selling all kinds of pastries.

At this time, the young girls who were picking out all kinds of delicate snacks looked sideways.

Walking on the street, a beautiful young man with a graceful demeanor, a slender figure, a blue and white robe, picturesque eyebrows, white and tender face, even women can't help but feel a little jealous, tied with a belt embellished with rubies, and a fine sword hanging from his waist, and a spike of red silk thread tied to the hilt, which is a murderous sword, which is clearly a plaything for ornamentation.

The young man was followed by four personal guards and a butler, of course, the guards were used to protect the lord, but who went out with a butler.

There was an old man selling sugar gourds on the corner of the west street, who was originally squatting on the bluestone and dozing, but when he saw the boy coming, he hurriedly stood up, and handed over a sugar gourd sprinkled with sesame seeds without waiting for the boy to ask the price, and the young man took it casually, and the housekeeper behind him took out the money to pay the bill.

The beautiful boy took the sugar gourd and ate one in one bite, and before he could eat and spit out the hawthorn core, he hurriedly said: "Lao Huang, the sugar is not boiled well, next time mix less water." ”

The old man who sold sugar gourds smiled, nodded and said, "Definitely, definitely." ”

Ningbo City is adjacent to Huashan Mountain in the east, Huai River in the west, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the land is brilliant, and there is naturally no shortage of handsome men and beautiful women, but there are few characters like this beautiful boy.

At this time, there were vendors from other places who inquired about the identity of the beautiful boy.

The local vendor glanced at the outsiders, and said in a sneer: "It's from other places, I don't even know the eldest young master of Xianjian Villa, Chu Yunping, if you want to mix in this Ningbo City, you don't know the city lord, but you definitely can't help but know the eldest young master of Xianjian Villa." ”

If you want to talk about Chu Yunping, everyone in Ningbo City does not give a thumbs up, in their local dialect of Ningbo City: Chu Gongzi, that person is arrogant.

Chu Yunping entered Dexianju as usual, and the guy from Dexianju first brought up a pot of the most expensive tea in the store, and the most expensive was not necessarily the best.

"Hello Gongzi Chu."

"Young Master Chu hasn't seen you for a while."

……

The diners of Dexian Ju greeted Chu Yunping one after another.

"Young Master Chu, what to eat today, do you want to try a batch of fresh seafood from Nanshui today." The guy looks very shrewd, and the way to make money is naturally taken care of very clearly, Ningbo City knows that as long as this master is served well, then why not worry about the fortune, even the reward is more than those who are calculating for a meal.

"Today, why is the store so lively?" Chu Yunping looked at the full number of diners around him and said.

"Young Master Chu, don't you know this?" The man's eyes widened.

"Tell me about it." Chu Yunping took a silver ingot from the butler and threw it to the man.

"Well, this is not just in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and your Xianjian Villa is going to invite heroes, so many people from the rivers and lakes have heard about it."

"Is there such a thing?" Chu Yunping raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at the housekeeper suspiciously.

"Back to the young master, you have been fasting for the past few days, so I didn't tell you."

"Who did you invite?"

"There are too many people to say."

"Then you won't pick a few to talk about."

"There is the Great Fool Monk of Nanshui, the head of the Donggong Shenting Sect, and the Huazong Taoist of Huayun Mountain......"

Hearing this, Chu Yunping frowned slightly and said, "There are no friends for me?" ”

The housekeeper glanced at Chu Yunping's face and whispered, "No." ”

Syllable!

Chu Yunping slapped his palm on the table and shouted angrily, "Why not? ”

The butler lowered his head and did not dare to say more.

"Say, I'll eat you again."

"The owner said that most of your friends are unknown people and have no real skills, so they ......"

"So you don't have to invite it, do you?"

The butler did not dare to answer again.

After being silent for a moment, Chu Yunping raised his voice and said: "Lao He, send me a hero sticker, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, I will invite heroes from all over the world in Dexianju." ”

Hearing Chu Yunping's words, both the guy and the shopkeeper were happy in their hearts, Chu Gongzi, this person was arrogant.

But Steward He glanced at Chu Yunping's face, and looked embarrassed: "Young master, I'm afraid this is not good." ”

"Why is it not good, he invited his big shots, and I invited my heroes and heroes, why is it not good?"

The diners on the side sighed, this Chu Gongzi is going to argue with the owner of Chu Zhuang.

Everyone in Ningbo City knows that Chu Yunping likes to make friends, but all those who have some ability in the rivers and lakes Chu Yunping will make friends with Yifan, Liu Butcher who killed pigs in Xicun was appreciated and befriended by Chu Yunping because he played a knife technique of killing pigs, Zhang Orion of Dongling was befriended by Chu Yunping because he had a way to ride and shoot, and he was no longer a problem to wear Yang in a hundred steps.

Even the beggar at the east end of the city got a burning stick out of nowhere, and then insisted that he was the 250th generation descendant of the beggar gang, and he played a set of self-made and self-created dog-beating stick methods, and was rewarded with a big ingot by Chu Yunping.

"This matter is so decided, I invite the world's heroes in Dexianju, and I congratulate you on arranging it."

Lao He is still hesitating, a little undecided, thinking about whether to tell the owner, telling will inevitably offend the young master, and if he doesn't tell, he will offend the master, how can it be good to put himself in the middle.

Chu Yunping saw through Lao He's mind and straightened his face, I have to say that Chu Yunping is indeed a rare beautiful man, and even being angry makes people jealous.

"Lao He, I told you in advance, this Immortal Sword Villa will be inherited by me sooner or later, you can think about it before you do anything."

Chu Yunping's words were neither light nor heavy, and Lao He nodded again and again after hearing it.

"Also, all the people who have eaten in the past few days are counted on my head."

Lao He touched the money bag, although the money was there, there was no need to be so hock.

……

Feng Xiaoxiao and Han Dasha finally arrived in Ningbo City, looking at the prosperous scene of Ningbo City, Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "It's still a big city, you must stay enough this time." ”

Han Dasha followed behind Feng Xiaoxiao, carrying a big bamboo basket on his back, and his eyes were dizzy with hunger.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm hungry."

"Okay, I'll take you to eat delicious food, and order you ten chickens called flower chickens so that you can eat enough at one time."

Han Dasha nodded again and again, looking really hungry.

The two entered the Dexian Residence, and the guy's eyes were vicious, and he could see at a glance that the two were from other places, and hurriedly greeted: "The two of you, please." ”

"Dude, what specialties do you have here?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.

The guy said more than a dozen famous dishes, but unfortunately Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know any of them, and he wanted to ask but was afraid of being laughed at, so he thought about it and said, "First bring me ten chickens called flower chickens." ”

"Ten?" The dude thought he had misheard.

"I'm afraid I can't afford to pay it." Feng Xiaoxiao took out a handful of soft and slapped it on the table.

The man pouted, but didn't say anything.

But the diners on the side couldn't help but smile, and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao and Han Dasha with disdain, someone dared to play a big knife in front of Young Master Chu of Xianjian Villa in front of a rich man who was really Guan Gong.

"Objective, you got it right today, you don't have to pay for dinner today."

"Is there such a good thing?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised.

"The food and drink in the past few days have all been taken care of by Young Master Chu, so you can enjoy the food of our small shop to your heart's content."

"Young Master Chu, which Young Master Chu?" Feng Xiaoxiao has only met a few people since she came down the mountain, and there is no young master surnamed Chu, let alone Han Dasha.

Chu Yunping stood up.

At this time, it was naturally the guy from Dexianju who introduced him, and the guy was about to speak.

"Xiaoxiao, this sister is so beautiful."

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