When Di Renjie was burying his head in eating noodles, he suddenly glanced at the dozen or so people in the hall who all stood up, and their eyes all turned to him.

And the weirdest thing was that those people began to walk slowly towards him.

Di Renjie chewed the noodles in his mouth, and runes secretly grew from the sleeve of one hand.

"This son!"

Yuan Ge suddenly smiled and sat opposite Di Renjie.

The other dozen or so people smiled when they saw Yuan Ge, and they all grinned, and each smiled very brightly.

Di Renjie was almost choked with the noodles he ate, and he was sweating. Doesn't anyone think this is weird? What are these strange people going to do?

"Do you have any money?"

Yuan Ge didn't go around the bush and asked openly.

"Want to rob?"

Di Renjie's eyes were slightly raised, and there was a funny look between his eyebrows.

Dare to come to him to rob, which shows two problems.

First, they are not from Chang'an, as long as they are from Chang'an, most of them know him. The good people may not know him, but the bad people must know him.

Second, they are very unlucky, it is not good to find someone to rob, but to find him, can only be said to be unlucky.

"No, it's borrowing!"

Yuan Ge whispered a little embarrassed.

"Really? A dozen of you, fence me up and borrow money? ”

Di Renjie continued to eat noodles unhurriedly, and only when he was full did he have the strength to fight. These days are really strange, and you can meet any strange things.

"Don't talk nonsense! Let's just say borrow or not! ”

A man with a fair face, a feminine temperament, and a butterfly mark on his face shouted impatiently.

"Butterfly! Be polite. ”

Yuan Ge frowned.

Diedie immediately closed her mouth honestly, not daring to say more.

Di Renjie was inexplicable, what kind of organization are they? Does the leader still call his subordinates "Daddy"? What kind of generation is this? Messy?

However, Di Renjie understands one thing, everything is abnormal, there must be something strange. He was silently vigilant in his heart.

"Childe, I don't want to borrow much, just a thousand taels."

Yuan Ge continued to smile and discuss it in a good voice.

He calculated that Senior Brother Zhuge spent hundreds of taels of silver on his clothes alone.

Especially the white hosta on Senior Brother Zhuge 's head, it cost tens of thousands of taels, saying that it was difficult to buy a favorite.

However, Yuan Ge felt that these junior disciples didn't need to wear so well. A dozen people, a thousand taels is about the same.

And what the prices in Chang'an are, he is not very clear. But more money is better than less.

"Nope."

Di Renjie was almost speechless.

It's really a lion's big mouth, and a thousand taels can buy two mansions and a garden in Chang'an City.

Even if you marry a wife and take a concubine, you can marry three or four. What do these people want to do with so much money?

"What about eight hundred taels, is there any?"

Yuan Ge was entangled for a while and continued to ask.

He looked at Di Renjie with pleading eyes, as if he was expecting Di Renjie to nod.

"Nope."

Di Renjie was neither a wealthy businessman nor a rich man. How can you bring so much money when you go out.

Besides, eight hundred taels is not a small number to him.

As long as he wasn't a ghost hitting the wall, he wouldn't lend so much money to a group of people he didn't know.

"Then you say, how many do you have?"

Yuan Ge seemed to give up, and simply asked directly.

"Did I promise to lend you money? When the noodles were finished, I left. ”

Di Renjie frowned, looking at this group of people with very disgust, similar to looking at a group of mentally retarded.

He even felt that if this group of people dared to stop him from leaving, he would teach them a lesson.

"Childe stays."

At this time, a voice as gentle as the warm sun floated gently.

Although his voice was soft, the words were very clear, and every word fell into Di Renjie's ears.

Di Renjie was secretly shocked in his heart, what a powerful internal skill! Who is this?

If you don't use internal force to run the breath, in such a noisy place, if you don't use your hoarseness, how can you hear people clearly. If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't be able to hear why.

And Di Renjie is not an ordinary person, so he naturally knows what it is about, and he is full of curiosity about the source of the sound for a while.

At this time, more than a dozen people around Di Renjie's table consciously dispersed to make way.

Zhuge Liang was dressed in white and walked over with a folding fan lightly. Although there is no wind in the noodle shop, his robe moves with the wind, and the whole humanistic quality is beautiful, with a bit of indifferent fairy spirit.

"What? You're going to borrow money from me too? ”

When Di Renjie looked at this person, wasn't it the man in white who was sitting in front of the window before? He pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that things seemed to be getting interesting.

"No, I have something I want to sell to Childe, I don't know if you're interested?"

Zhuge Liang came uninvited, with a smile on his face. Even if he has an arrogant look, he can't be annoyed.

"So what am I going to see?"

Di Renjie looked at Zhuge Liang with a cold gaze.

From the man's shirt to his shoes, even the jade around his waist, and the folding fan in his hand, he couldn't see anything wrong.

Only a slightly glowing white hosta on the crown of the hair looks very valuable. Its jade quality is warm and moist, like snow-white clotted fat and shiny, even if Di Renjie doesn't understand jade, he will feel that this white hosta is very valuable.

"My white hosta."

Zhuge Liang smiled, he raised his hand to untie the hosta, and in an instant, a silver hair poured down like flowing water.

The white hosta in his palm emitted an alluring shimmer. He handed the white hosta to Di Renjie's eyes very naturally.

"I'm afraid I can't afford this."

Di Renjie glanced at the white hosta and smiled dumbly.

One by one, did this group of people regard him as a rich man? Besides, how can a rich man come to the noodle restaurant to eat noodles?

Rich people are eating delicious food in restaurants, and by the way, they are listening to a little song or something. This group of people is clearly looking for the wrong person.

Although Di Renjie also felt that the white hosta was very good, he still consciously looked away.

"I'll bid seventy taels, Childe or?"

Zhuge Liang had a smile in his clear eyes and said unhurriedly.

"Huh?"

Di Renjie's eyes widened in shock, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears, or there was something wrong with the brain of the person in front of him.

At this price, even a fool knows that no matter how cheap this hosta is, it can't be sold at this price!

And how coincidental is this person, knowing that after he finished eating noodles, there were exactly seventy taels left. Just right, not much for a point, not much for a point.

"Senior brother! Didn't you say that it's hard to buy a good heart? You spent tens of thousands of taels on this hairpin! Seventy taels is outrageous! ”

When Yuan Ge heard this, he was stunned, and quickly grabbed the hosta in Zhuge Liang's hand with a heartache.

"Bring it."

Although Zhuge Liang's voice was soft, it exuded a majesty that could not be disobeyed.

"Senior brother~ don't sell it!"

Yuan Ge stared at Zhuge Liang aggrievedly, but handed back the white hosta honestly.