Speaking of which, what can often be seen in the Treasure Pavilion is not actually a guest, but Mu Qilian, who is almost every day, and he can no longer be described as a frequent visitor. And because it is his own shop, many times he will come here to entertain guests, but even so, his shop can still operate so far despite this squandering, which can only show that the dishes of Zhen Yu Ge are indeed worthy of the name, and the Mu family is really a big family.

Sure enough, today is no exception, but because there is no one worthy of letting him go up to the upper floor, Mu Qilian will also come to the private room on the second floor of the Zhenyu Pavilion on the spot. Qin Se and Ming, the table was full of delicacies, under such luxury, Mu Qilian closed his eyes and spent this day empty.

Of course, there are often delicacies, but not always full tables, and the main reason why there are so many dishes served today is because he is in a good mood. Strictly speaking, at this time, the mood of the Mu family will not be very good, which can be seen from the couplets hanging outside the Mu Mansion this morning.

The Mu family's funeral is to commemorate a person's death. After yesterday, Yan Qingnian, known as the first Yanshi of the Mu family, died unexpectedly, and in terms of Yan Qingnian's status in the Mu family and his contribution to the Mu family for many years, it can be said that the recent glory of the Mu family has its indelible stroke. Because of this, from today onwards, Mufu held a funeral for three days, and saw Bai in the house for one hundred and eight hours to express mourning.

But even copper coins have two sides, and there are things, many times, other people's misfortune may be their own luck, which is exactly the case for Mu Qilian. Compared with Mu Zi, he is like a complete gentleman, squandering and ruining the Mu family, which makes him ruined. If you take into account Yan Qingnian's closeness to Muzi, then maybe after the death of the Great Elder, he will have no place in the Mu family without a backer.

However, yesterday's turmoil washed away his troubles, and in this way, his mood was as bright as today's weather, so when he came to the Treasure Pavilion, this table full of delicacies was served.

After three glasses of wine, Mu Qilian was a little drunk, and he could only drink a pot of wine alone without beauty by his side, which made him a little bored, and the noise came up at this time.

"It's you again, dare to come to the Treasure Pavilion if you don't have money?"

Oh, hearing this, Mu Qilian woke up a little drunk, and sat up straight with his body half-lying on the table, the word 'again' made him very interested, interesting, he thought so, so he walked out of the private room and walked downstairs.

"Let's talk about it first, it's not that I don't give this money, it's your own problem. I heard that there was ash on the dishes you served not long ago, and I don't think this would happen in the name of your Treasure Pavilion, but today I can see for myself, see for yourself, isn't that so?"

This is said righteously, very reasonably, and the person who said this is not tall, especially when standing with the person next to him, he looks even thinner, but because he said this, no one present dared to underestimate him, not to mention that there was indeed ash in the dish.

"Oh, who am I? You two came here to order bear-hearted leopard gall, right? Looks like you're going to eat it again. At this moment, Mu Qilian's voice came along with the sound of footsteps downstairs, "Da Lao, take them down."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face turned from gloomy to sunny, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but just a moment later, his heart that had only been relieved was raised again.

The fight was only in the blink of an eye, and the two who did not use the puppet were naturally soul power, but according to what the shopkeeper saw, when the old man made a move, the strong man also shot at the same time, and then he noticed that the old man took a few steps back.

If the shopkeeper is worried, then Mu Qilian, who knows the strength of the other party, almost wants to curse, after he ordered Da Lao to make a move, almost in a moment, he heard Da Lao's hurried whisper: "Too micro realm, twofold." ”

After speaking, Da Lao stood behind Mu Qilian and said nothing.

For this old man who he has always relied on, Mu Qilian naturally knows his strength, his cultivation is like climbing a building, one step at a time, like climbing a building, when he is older, his speed will naturally slow down, so after reaching a certain age, his cultivation has always been in the too micro realm. Therefore, at this time, the meaning of Da Lao's silence is obvious, these two people, it is better not to provoke.

He naturally understands the reason, but he doesn't understand why the two of them who were like ants last time now need him to treat each other respectfully, and this kind of gap is probably not easy for anyone to accept.

Therefore, Company Commander Mu Qi exhaled, as if he was holding back the anger in his heart, and said word by word: "Even if the Zhen Cuisine Pavilion is not well entertained, the two of you will please." ”

The meaning of the words is very obvious, and the shopkeeper looked at the dishes on the table, and he couldn't say anything, it seems that this table of dishes can only be recorded in his own account.

However, after the little man smiled, he pointed to the porcelain plate in front of him that had been swept away, and then said: "Since it is the problem of your Treasure Pavilion, then let's settle the account, I have already eaten this dish, in case something goes wrong with eating, who will our two brothers go to reason?"

What could be the problem? If there is a problem, you will have to deal with it. Mu Qilian thought in his heart that he had met many customers after opening the store for so long, but it was the first time he had encountered someone like the two in front of him who were unreasonable and could not afford to offend. In order to reach the Taiwei realm, even in the empty accumulation city, you can eat and drink without worrying, why bother to come here to rub a meal, this is not enough to eat? However, now he really can't help it, at the juncture of the Mu family's funeral, if he makes any more accidents, he really can't get mixed up in the Mu family.

"Then what do you want?" his face was completely gloomy, but Mu Qilian could only say calmly.

"Oh, for the sake of your good attitude of admitting your mistakes, ten taels of gold, that's it. ”

"Give...... He...... Guys. At this time, Mu Qilian could also see what the purpose of the two of them came this time, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, he could only take out the money he got back last time.

Twenty taels of gold were then placed on the table for two.

After ordering some gold, the little man nodded with satisfaction and teased: "Okay, I also think that if you don't realize that it is ten taels per person, we brothers can sit for a while." ”

The shopkeeper on the side almost scolded when he heard this, the previous man only said ten taels of gold, and no one knew this, so he wondered why his owner wanted to take out twenty taels, and in the end, he wanted to continue to make trouble.

The table was shining with golden light, and Lu Niba sat there and tapped the table, and Lu Heiniu on the side whispered: "Forget it, Mud, we still have to find Wuxin." ”

Hearing this, Lu Niba also nodded, and did not continue to say the words in his heart, and after putting away the gold with satisfaction, he arched his hand to Mu Qilian and said, "Then say goodbye, I hope to see each other again." ”

Mu Qilian showed a stiff smile and nodded unnaturally. Then, looking at the figure of the two leaving, Mu Qilian, who was standing next to the building, smiled and left the place after being silent for a long time.

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After crossing the Shicang Bridge, we arrived at Zhimu Zhai.

Even if the business has improved, there are still not many people coming and going in Zhai in recent days, especially after yesterday, Zhimu Zhai is almost in ruins, and only a few wooden planks can shelter from the wind and rain.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wuxin naturally dispelled the idea of leaving the city for the time being, and hurriedly walked in, Zhimu Zhai, which was originally quite wide, now has almost no place to stay, there are broken wood chips everywhere, and due to the collapse of the door, the Zhai is even more gloomy.

And in the midst of this darkness, a sobbing sound came intermittently.

"Grandpa, wake up, don't you want a little Wuling?" The voice was poignant and hoarse, and it could be heard that the man had been crying for a long time.

Following the voice, Yan Wuxin slowly walked in and came to the cabinet, where he saw the old man lying on the wooden couch and the little girl who was sitting on the ground.

"Hey, Yan Wuxin. ”

At this moment, he heard a surprised voice, the voice came from behind him, and Yan Wuxin turned to look, a gray-haired man was standing behind him, with a basin of water in his hand.

The water should be hot, because it is still steaming, and it looks like it should have just been burned. Yan Wuxin was a little surprised by this, because he felt that it was impossible for this person in front of him to serve people with hot water.

"Master Chen. Yan Wuxin said in his heart.

That's right, the person in front of him is the owner of the Silver Moon Gambling House, Chen Seventeen.