"Bang knock!"

Just then, a soft sound suddenly came from the table in the center of the hall.

Everyone turned their heads to look reflexively, only to see the old man Mao of the Mao family in Jinling standing up excitedly, a plate of sweet and sour fish in front of him was spilled in half, and a pair of chopsticks were thrown next to him.

"Tut-tut, people are old, and their hands and feet are not good......"

"Alas! It's really useless! The fish have all been overturned, and there is no way to sit here......" muttering to himself, his face was as excited as the old man Mao who had just finished a chicken injection, stretched out his hand and pulled the chair, grinned and leaned over to Zhou Xiaoya's table......

The old man just said that people are old and their hands and feet are not good, but after getting up at this moment, he twisted the heavy and heavy backrest chair made of yellow rosewood in his hand, but he didn't shake his feet, he walked like flying, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the table where Zhou Xiaoya was sitting around.

"Hey, little girl, squeeze, squeeze!"

Looking at Sun Yuting who looked back in amazement, Old Man Mao smiled with his face on his face, and saw the little girl subconsciously get up and move the chair while talking, making way for an open space, Old Man Mao reached into his arms, took out a small piece of emerald green ancient jade, and handed it directly to Sun Yuting:

"You girl has a really good heart, ah, a few days ago a junior was filial, it is said that what kind of ice species, the old man doesn't like to play with these objects, so I'll give it to you......"

As he spoke, he threw the million-dollar jade into the dumbfounded Sun Yuting's hand, put down the chair that Shunli had brought over, and sat down.

In such a scene, a fool can see what is going on, and in an instant, dozens of people in the banquet hall were stunned, and all of them were thundered by Old Man Mao's watch.

"Old Mr. Mao is polite, this piece of ancient jade is worth millions, it's too precious, right?" He laughed secretly in his heart, but Zhou Xiaoya was silent, and as he spoke, the arm that had just finished pouring the second cup of spiritual tea for Han Yiyi had already retracted, and with a slight fall, he put the teapot on the table in front of him.

"Uh...... What? a million cups? No problem, no problem, three cups first......"

As soon as the buttocks sat down, Old Man Mao's eyes never left the green jade teapot in Zhou Xiaoya's hand, and he didn't know if he really didn't hear Zhou Xiaoya's words clearly, or if he pretended it on purpose, anyway, he directly regarded the one million that Zhou Xiaoya said as the unit price of the spiritual tea in this pot, and he opened his mouth to buy three cups.

As soon as the words fell, he took out a teacup in his hand like a trick and put it on the table in front of him with a "bang".

In such a scene, the people who were watching sideways around instantly had a feeling that the ground was shattered!

This old guy looks really old, his hands were trembling just now, and he even has a little back in his ears at this time, but his memory is not bad, and he didn't forget to bring the teacup when he changed the table!

"Ahh

With a correct expression, Zhou Xiaoya raised his hand and lifted the teapot, leaned over to pour it, and continued: "It just so happens that there are seven or eight cups in this pot, I heard that the old man has long been at the peak of the ground level, right......? Hehe, this spiritual tea is good, but the effect of the second brew is too bad, old man, you came by coincidence......"

As he spoke, a cup of bright yellow and translucent tea was already poured.

At this moment, the old man Mao's eyes have already lit up, and the calm old guy who has collapsed in front of him and does not change his color, at this moment he looks like a little monkey without a qualitative nature, and the monkey hurriedly reached out and picked up the small teacup, and poured it into his throat with his neck raised.

After a cup of spiritual tea, Old Man Mao's expression froze, and after putting down the cup, he closed his eyes directly and savored it.

Three seconds later, his eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of essence faintly burst out: "Good tea! No, no, no...... Immortal tea, this is definitely a hard-to-find immortal tea! The old man has a feeling, he really feels it, and the bottleneck of many years has obviously loosened a little by half...... Come on, come on...... A million cups, right? No problem, we're not short of money......"

As he spoke, the old man Mao, who was so excited that his old face was flushed, reached out impatiently and grabbed the teapot on the table, panting and pouring a second cup.

Suddenly, seeing this scene, several old family masters at the table in the center not far away finally couldn't sit still.

The strength of the eight family masters is all in the realm of the earth level, and they have been stuck between the earth level and the heavenly level for many years, and after working hard for many years without breaking through, they gradually broke off the idea of being able to advance to the heavenly level in their lifetime.

And at this moment, suddenly seeing that Old Man Mao was faintly about to break through, the hearts of the other seven family masters immediately began to be unbalanced!

"Bang dang!"

The small bowl in front of him suddenly jumped abruptly, hitting the soup pot on the side, and the soup and water splashed out made a mess of the table in front of the old man Tang, the head of the Tang family in western Sichuan.

"Oh, could it be an earthquake? This broken bowl scared the old man!"

Before Old Man Tang could finish speaking, he got up, and ran over to Zhou Xiaoya's table with a chair: "Tut-tut, there's no way, there's no way to sit over there!"

"Click!"

As soon as Old Man Tang left with his front foot, Old Man Ding, the head of the Xiangnan Ding family in this side, suddenly crooked, and the chair made of hard yellow rosewood under his buttocks actually broke a leg.

Caught off guard, Old Man Ding stretched out his hand to the tabletop, and a pair of dishes and chopsticks placed in front of him were instantly picked up by him and fell to the ground, and even his body almost rolled to the ground.

"Huh, your Nangong family's chair is not very strong! I don't have to break this old bone...... Forget it, I can't sit here......"

As he spoke, he couldn't even take care of the chair under him, and Old Man Ding rushed towards Zhou Xiaoya's table as if he were running away.

The old man Nangong, who was innocently lying on the gun, stared at him, so he didn't come up with a sigh of relief, and he fainted directly!

"Tut-tut, can the little girl move her seat? It's cold today, so why don't you squeeze and ......?"

At this moment, Old Man Tang, who was one step ahead, had already come to Zhou Xiaoya's table, grinned at Zhou Yuetong with a smile, and casually handed over a small snuff box inlaid with enamel and gold.

Seeing this scene, the old man Ding who followed him was stunned, subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his empty hands that had not even twisted a chair, was stunned for a while, a sneer appeared on his face, looked at Jiang Yuerong who happened to look up at him beside him, and said embarrassedly:

"Little girl, uh...... The old man's chair was a little unstable, his leg was broken, and it was estimated that it was not enough to move his seat, or ...... You go out to play for a while, and borrow an old man to sit here?"

"It's okay, I'm bored sitting there!"

Nodding, Jiang Yuerong had a harmless and pure smile on her face, but although she promised happily, she didn't mean to get up at all, and the thief's pair of eyes looked up and down on Old Man Ding.

That look is exactly the same as a pickpocket on the bus looking for a target!

Old man Ding was stared at by her, but he didn't have anything valuable on his body, so he could only smile awkwardly, rub his hands and say, "Little girl, look...... The old man didn't have any small objects on him today......"

"So? ...... Make an IOU!"

With a frown, Jiang Yuerong's face was disappointed, and as if she was juggling her words, she reached out and took out a pen and paper from her pocket, and slapped them on the table in front of her: "You old man looks like you're good-looking, I believe you once, you shouldn't lie to me as a little girl, right......?" After writing the IOU, remember to press your fingerprint......"

As soon as these words came out, before the old man Ding, who was stunned by the thunder, reacted, and there was a sudden noise on several tables in the hall!

"Bang knock!"

"Bang dang!"

"Boom!"

......

People were obviously frightened by Jiang Yuerong's words, and beside the four tables on the left and right, many people did not sit firmly on their buttocks, and even fell to the ground with their chairs.

Finally getting up from the ground, these people looked at the eyes of Zhou Xiaoya and his party again, and in the blink of an eye, they completely changed their taste. Faintly, a touch of jealousy burst out!

At the same time, at the table in the center of the banquet hall, seeing a series of three old guys leaving the table, the remaining five old family masters, except for the old man Sun, who had an unusually determined relationship with Zhou Xiaoya, and the old man Nangong, who really couldn't wipe his face as the host, the other three were also thinking about whether to lift the table and smash a bowl or something, and find an excuse to slip over, but at this moment, when they saw Jiang Yuerong's pungent appearance, their hearts were full of joy, and they immediately hesitated.

This kid surnamed Zhou is not simple, the few entourages brought by him are all as ruthless as wolves, in front of so many people, with the respect of the head of our eight great families, they are all slaughtered at will as wronged leaders, which can be called murderous!

"Dead girl, how do you talk?"

Seeing that Old Man Ding was stunned on the spot by Jiang Yuerong's words, his face was blue, Zhou Xiaoya's heart was secretly happy, his face sank, and he turned his head and scolded this girl.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and lifted the teapot, filled it for himself and Old Man Mao, and poured one for Old Man Tang and Old Man Ding, who was sitting on his seat after taking out the teacup, and then lifted the teapot and got up and walked to the table in the center of the hall where the hosts were sitting.

"Hehe, since several old men love to drink this tea, this pot is brewed anyway, so naturally they should be filial piety!"

While speaking, Zhou Xiaoya had already come to the main table in the empty corner, bent down, leaned his hand, and the bright yellow tea liquid flowed out of the spout with a touch of fragrant fragrance, and slowly fell towards the tea cup in front of Old Man Sun.

In the blink of an eye, among the five old family masters sitting around the table, Old Man Sun, the head of the Nanrong family, and even the two old family heads of the Du family and Murong, who had an old grudge against Zhou Xiaoya, all poured a cup of spiritual tea respectfully by Zhou Xiaoya, and the fragrance overflowed in an instant!

After pouring four cups of spiritual tea, Zhou Xiaoya walked to the side of the old man Han of the Han family in Huaxi, just as the polite smile on the old man's face just floated, Zhou Xiaoya, who stopped beside him, suddenly looked stunned......