"Boss Wang, it's okay now, that crooked nut didn't die, he was arrested by the police. The lobby manager hurriedly said.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, grass, I'm scared to death. ”

The fat boss wiped the sweat on his face and let out a sigh, suddenly, his expression froze, and he turned to Mo Xiaofan, speechless with excitement and surprise: "It's Mo Momo......"

"Boss Zhang. ”

Mo Xiaofan recognized the fat middle-aged man as Zhang Zhongjun, and once bought a talisman from him.

"It's really Master Mo! It must be a fairy manifestation, Master Mo, this is a restaurant I just opened in the provincial capital, have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Zhongjun rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Your manager said we'd wait a few hours, and we're going to change it. ”

Mo Xiaofan said lightly, he just noticed that the attitude of the lobby manager was very unfriendly.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhongjun was furious, the young man in front of him was in his eyes, but he was a fairy-like existence.

"Manager Hou, keep your dog's eyes open and recognize it! This is Master Mo, you remember, as long as Master Mo and his friends come to dine, the No. 1 Supreme Box must be used by his old man at any time, and it is all free!"

Zhang Zhongjun angrily pointed at the lobby manager and reprimanded.

Manager Hou shrunk his neck, did not dare to come out, and nodded his head again and again.

"Master Mo, please give a small face, please use the No. 1 box with your friends, and I will arrange it immediately. ”

Zhang Zhongjun almost pleaded again, for fear that Mo Xiaofan would leave in a fit of anger.

Mo Xiaofan was not polite, and led the beauties to the top floor, a super large and ultra-luxurious box, just like a presidential suite.

This private room is not usually open to the public, and is specially designed to entertain some particularly important guests temporarily.

A large mahogany table in the middle is enough for more than 20 people to dine at the same time.

Soon, a large table of exquisite dishes was filled, delicacies from the mountains and seas, seasonal fruits, and high-end Chinese and foreign famous wines.

In the flowers, the wine is not intoxicating, everyone is drunk, and the fragrance of wine and coriander is also more fragrant than that of a group of beauties. Mo Xiaofan was in a trance, until there was a pain at the root of his thigh, and he was pinched by Lin Xue, and he was slightly sober.

The meal was fragrant and hot, Mo Xiaofan and led the beauties out of the room, Zhang Zhongjun was waiting respectfully in the corridor, and hurriedly greeted him, personally sent Mo Xiaofan and them out of the store, until the people were gone, he returned to the store, and immediately convened all the employees to hold an emergency meeting, that is, when Mo Xiaofan came in the future, they all had to be served as ancestors.

"In front of it is a folk street, so lively. ”

The folk street retains a large number of ancient buildings, which seems to have a sense of historical vicissitudes and cultural heritage.

The quaint streets are bustling with calligraphy, painting, paper-cutting, juggling, shouting and selling traditional snacks......

"Brother Xiaofan. ”

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant surprise voice sounded, it was An Yuxuan, accompanied by An Daoping and a heroic young man.

"Brother Ping, Xiaoxuan, why are you here, you didn't call in advance. ”

Mo Xiaofan asked enthusiastically.

"Brother Xiaofan, I'm going to call you, my brother is afraid of disturbing you. ”

An Yuxuan pouted her pink cherry lips, looking aggrieved and cute.

An Daoping looked at his sister with a wry smile and shook his head, patted the shoulder of the young man beside him, and introduced: "Brother Mo, this is my cousin An Yucheng, he came to cheer for his old comrade-in-arms Xu Biao, we didn't want to trouble you." ”

"I have admired your name Master Mo for a long time, and it is really an honor to see your true face today. ”

An Yucheng said excitedly, he turned out to be an elite of the Yanjing garrison, and he had heard of Mo Xiaofan's deeds, which was called a worship.

"Brother Heping is a brother, Brother Yucheng, don't call any master. ”

Mo Xiaofan said politely, when he heard Xu Biao mentioned by An Zhiping, he still had some impressions, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yucheng's comrade-in-arms Xu Biao wants to compete with King Kong Buck?"

An Yucheng didn't expect Mo Xiaofan to be so easy-going, and he admired it even more in his heart, nodded and said: "Yes, Brother Mo, however, his victory is only thirty percent at most, and King Kong Buck is too powerful." ”

"Let's go and see it during the game. ”

Mo Xiaofan said.

"That's just great. ”

Hearing Mo Xiaofan say that he was going to the scene, An Yucheng was excited.

An Daoping said with a smile: "With Brother Mo going to the scene, Xu Biao's kid will definitely win." ”

Mo Xiaofan smiled and didn't say anything, and then introduced Xue Hanbing and several other beauties.

An Yuxuan's heart was a little sour, and she felt that there were too many beauties around Brother Mo.

An Daoping had a different thought, he knew that a genius and handsome man like Mo Xiaofan would definitely not belong to just one woman, and to put it bluntly, he couldn't accept his favorite little sister to serve a man with another woman. He also felt that only an excellent young man like Mo Xiaofan could be worthy of his sister, which was also his entanglement.

A few people talked and laughed and went shopping.

"My teacher!"

An Yuxuan was eating a string of rock sugar gourds, suddenly her beautiful eyes lit up, she walked quickly to a calligraphy and painting table, and said respectfully to an old man with white hair:

"Mr. Bu, you are also here. ”

In front of an ancient building with a plaque of "Reading Wei Caotang", there are more than a dozen long tables and chairs side by side, and there are seven or eight old people, all of whom are famous calligraphers and painters, who are splashing ink.

All of their works were presented to Chinese and foreign tourists, so as to promote traditional Chinese culture.

There was a long queue in front of each stall.

There are free things who don't want them, besides, these are the works of famous calligraphers and painters, how much is worth a little money, even if they don't sell for money, go home and hang them on the wall, they also look tasteful.

On the side of the street, there are also four or five tables with the Four Treasures of the Study, which are specially prepared for calligraphy lovers. Quite a few people stepped forward to try their skills.

"Yuxuan, come on, come on, old man, my hands are sore all morning when I write, you can help write a few pairs. ”

The elder known as Bu Teacher saw the proud disciple coming, and hurriedly waved warmly.

Mr. Bu's name is Bu Qianfan, a famous calligrapher and painter in China, and also the most well-known calligrapher and painter in Haicheng in China.

In front of his booth, the queue was the longest, because Bu Qianfan's calligraphy and painting were top-notch compared with other calligraphers and painters present in terms of attainment and market value.

The citizens in line listened to the fact that a young girl wanted to write for them, and they were immediately unhappy.

"Step old, we are lining up for your name"

"If you let a little girl write it, then we might as well not want to. ”

"That is, what good words can such a young girl write?"

"Yes, yes, if you are tired, take a rest, we are not in a hurry, we are willing to wait. ”

The crowd was gossiping, and they didn't let An Yuxuan write.

Bu Qianfan smiled very respectfully: "Don't look at her young, Miss An is the most talented student I have ever taught, even if you look at the whole of China, her calligraphy and painting attainments and extraordinary understanding are the top existence among the younger generation." Her paintings have the most potential for appreciation, and it won't be long before she is worth more than me. ”

"Okay, well, since it was recommended by the old step, it must be almost there, Miss An, please help me write a pair of words, okay? I'm about to get married, I want you to write a picture and hang it in the lobby." ”

A young man with glasses, with a polite appearance, took the lead in cheering.

(End of chapter)