Lu Chengfeng followed the voice, and looked out with his head probed.

I saw a man in a black satin robe sitting in a private seat inside, with a hat on his head, and a long black veil hanging from the hat obscured his face, making it difficult to see clearly.

However, listening to the voice he spoke just now, it should be a middle-aged man, about forty years old.

The man in black leaned forward towards the table.

Through his mysterious black veil, Lu Chengfeng could feel that the person who came looked serious and serious, and was staring at the other person sitting opposite him at the moment.

Across from him, a man was sitting on a precarious position. Dressed in a ruyi moire satin dress and a fine brocade robe, it shines with a low-key and gorgeous luster under the rustic light.

Lu Chengfeng could only see the man's back. However, this back alone, at first glance, is a noble and celebrity in Jinghua City.

was curious, only to hear this young man dressed in Ruyi cloud pattern satin cloud goose fine brocade clothes whispered and laughed:

"Oh? Could it be that you will meet? ”

"Your Excellency is very true! Not only will we meet in the future, but we can also predict the prophet and send you fame and fortune, how about it? ”

The man in black not only didn't care about the mockery of the boy opposite, but took the initiative to ask for help more enthusiastically.

The brocade-clothed boy chuckled a few more times, his voice sounded very young and gentle, but with three points of ridicule, three points of coldness and a little impatience, he waved his hand and said:

"If you know the prophet, why don't you seek a high official for yourself? Or, do the math for yourself, and see where the gold and silver treasures are picked up? You said you want to give me fame, okay, why don't you do the math first, what will you test in the second spring of February this year? ”

Before the man in black on the opposite side could speak, the brocade-clothed man laughed and said softly:

"Hmph, don't you dare to say it, do you? That's it, you dare to boast in front of me? ”

The man in black smiled lightly, and said slowly:

"If I don't have some real materials, how dare I show off in front of my son? Don't be in a hurry, since the son is here, why don't you just come and be safe, let's talk while eating? ”

Lu Chengfeng obviously felt his calm and immovable aura, although the look under the man's black veil was still indistinguishable, it must be the same as his tone, indifferent and calm.

The brocade-clothed boy was silent for a moment, wondering what kind of medicine the mysterious man in front of him was selling in the gourd.

I only heard the man in black snap his fingers and greet him brightly:

"Little two, give me two taels of steamed buns!"

Lu Chengfeng listened, and the doubts in his heart couldn't help but become more turbulent.

I thought to myself, this person not only looks mysterious and mysterious, but also behaves really incomprehensibly.

Who came to Jiuxianju, who didn't drink alcohol, and didn't enjoy the jade plate delicacies here, but called steamed buns?

Even if I met a shabby drinker like Tian Zifang here, it was just a pot of sake that didn't go with the drink.

The shopkeeper ran forward, but his eyes widened and he was speechless in surprise.

After the air was quiet for a few seconds, the shopkeeper asked a little embarrassed:

"This, this guest officer, what did you just order two taels of steamed buns? We have steamed buns in our store, but do you only need two or two steamed buns? Two taels of steamed buns, according to the size of the steamed buns in our store, there may be only one ......"

Before the words fell, the shopkeeper realized that his words might be discriminatory, and immediately smiled and played a round again, explaining:

"The little one doesn't mean anything else, it's just that I'm worried that the two of you won't be able to eat enough in our store, that is, our Jiuxianju is not well entertained. Why don't you two order something else? Do I recommend you two well? ”

When the brocade-clothed boy heard this, his right hand was raised high in the air, and he just wanted to ask for something, but was interrupted by the low but unequivocal voice of the man in black, and said:

"No need! Just give us two taels of steamed buns! ”

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, and his jaw was about to be shocked by the strange and mysterious objectivity in front of him.

The young man in brocade must have been a little unbearable on his face, so he hurriedly waved his hand, and greeted the shopkeeper in a warm voice:

"This friend of mine just loves steamed buns, you can arrange it according to what he said first. I'll order it again when I need to. By the way, that, Taibai Xian prepared two pots for me. ”

The shopkeeper reacted at this time, and happily issued a response from his throat, a rag quickly wiped the table of the two, and then shook it on his shoulder, and hurriedly ran downstairs.

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to come back with a big food plate.

In the middle of the big wooden food plate, in addition to the two pots of Taibai Xian's small silver kettle, which Lu Chengfeng is extremely familiar with, there is only one small plate, and a white and fat steamed bun is lying in it.

The white and chubby steamed bun had just come from the food plate to the shiny table of the Eight Immortals that had been wiped, and it was steaming outward.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, the man in black put his two fingers on the edge of the small plate containing steamed buns, gently pushed it across the table, and his low hoarse voice sounded again, saying:

"Childe, please use it slowly."

The brocade boy opposite the man in black was obviously stunned, and looked at the person opposite in surprise and suspicion, and then he picked up the white and fat steamed bun in a daze and gently broke it open.

But I saw that inside the fluffy and soft steamed bun, I don't know when a small round substance was sandwiched in.

The brocade-clothed boy gently broke it open, and the small round substance rolled down to the table with a snap.

"What's, what is this?"

The brocade-clothed boy pinched the round thing that looked a little similar to the octagonal cinnamon, and asked with a suspicious face.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. If the steamed bun is filled, it is not a steamed bun, it is a bun. This is the bun I ordered for my son. ”

The man in black laughed twice and quipped. The tone sounded extremely serious, not like he was joking and teasing people.

"Oh?"

The boy in brocade carefully looked at the round "octagonal cinnamon" in front of him a few times, and rubbed it vigorously in his hand a few times.

The round thing suddenly cracked a crack!

Inside, it turned out to be a thin note!

The boy in brocade was dumbfounded!

"W-This?"

"A little meeting gift, not a respect, please smile at the son."

The man in black bowed his head lightly to the opposite side, and bowed calmly and gracefully.

After speaking, he made a "please" gesture to the person opposite.

The boy in brocade carefully picked up the small note, took a deep breath, and then gently spread it out.

I saw a line of beautiful small characters on it, which read:

"To the people of the world, gather the world's own goods."

When the boy in brocade saw it, he was overjoyed, suppressed his excitement, and then lowered his voice, and asked suspiciously:

"Sir, this is what you just said, you want to show me a hand?"

The man in black paused, and said in a tricky way:

"The mountain is not high, the water is not deep, the son has great ambitions, just take advantage of the east wind, you can make great achievements!"

Lu Chengfeng listened to the wall in the private room next door, and his ears were about to stand up.

After listening to the brocade-clothed boy muttering for a moment, he suddenly slapped the table and said solemnly:

"Okay, you warlock who walks the rivers and lakes, you dare to pretend to be a ghost in our Jinghua City and cheat people out of money! Am I that gullible? Who called you here? Why don't you recruit it quickly? ”

Lu Chengfeng listened, and couldn't help but sneak out of the corner again.

The man in black was extremely calm, sitting on the other side of the Eight Immortals Table as if he were not moving, the fingers of his right hand gently patted the tabletop, tilted his head and looked at the brocade-clothed boy opposite, and said unhurriedly:

"It's the first time Childe has participated in the Spring Festival, right? Let me tell you, the plan is in the people, the success is in the sky, and now is the heaven-sent opportunity, what is there to hesitate about? No one sent me, don't worry, if there is, then I am the messenger sent by God to help my son. Hehe. ”

The brocade-clothed boy raised his neck high, and in a condescending tone, reprimanded:

"Say! What do you want to do when you ask me to come here and make such a trick? ”

"That's right! Finally get to the point! The villain is not talented, he just eats this bowl of rice, and he is just looking for a son to beg for a living. If Childe believes in the opportunity sent by the villain today, he will definitely be able to be named on the gold list! Childe can not believe in it, but, think about it, will your future fame and fortune only be worth such a little silver? ”

The man in black stretched out a palm and gestured to the boy sitting opposite, smiling and shaking his head.

Lu Chengfeng saw clearly, it was a "five" gesture.

Could it be that he wants to blackmail people for five hundred taels of silver?

The brocade-clothed boy was questioned like this, and the hidden jade hope in the most secret place in his heart was stirred up, just like the past sunk at the bottom of the sea and was slapped back to the sea by the undercurrent under the huge waves, and it was difficult to calm down in his heart for a long time.

He lowered his head and pondered for a long time, if this person's words were true, then exchanging five hundred taels of silver for a lifetime with a bright future was simply too cost-effective to calculate the account with his toes.

It's just that this person is suspicious, I'm afraid it's just a charlatan who can do street tricks, maybe he fell in love with his family's rich background, and he was too young and vigorous, so he was targeted for blackmail.

Anyway, five hundred taels of silver, for his family, it is just a small meaning of sprinkling water.

Forget it, and send him away for five hundred taels of silver!

Thinking like this, the young man in brocade raised his head and asked:

"Is it five hundred taels? Let's go! It's up to you, and you go! Today's events, God knows, you know and I know! ”

The man in black shook his head, folded his arms and stared at the richly dressed brocade boy opposite, opened his five fingers again, and said:

"It's not five hundred taels, it's fifty thousand taels!"

"Fifty thousand taels! You rob, you! ”

The temples of the brocade boy jumped and jumped, if it weren't for the strict family education, he would have wanted to scold the liar in front of him.

"Yes, it's 50,000 taels! No less! Childe, don't worry, with these 50,000 taels, I will automatically disappear from Jinghua City immediately! I would never talk to anyone about today! Otherwise, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

The man in black smiled evilly.