"Three...... Third uncle? After seeing the appearance of the person who came, Cui Minggui was stupid all of a sudden.

It was Cui Jiang's housekeeper who came, and he was Cui Minggui's third uncle according to the seniors in the group.

The third uncle glanced at the environment in the courtyard with disgust, and walked in reluctantly.

Cui Minggui and he belong to the nephew who took many turns to catch up, and there is absolutely no affection at all.

"The head of the house ordered you to find out the secret of the Drunken Immortal Residence." The third uncle glanced at Cui Minggui: "You can figure out the specific method yourself." ”

"Drunken Immortal Residence?" Cui Minggui was stupid all of a sudden.

The current behind-the-scenes bosses of Drunken Immortal Residence are Cheng Yanjin and a mysterious Xiao Langjun, and this matter is already well-known in Chang'an City.

Let's not talk about the mysterious little Langjun, just one Cheng bites gold, it is not something that ordinary people can afford!

Is it true that the name of the Demon King of the Mixed World is called for nothing?

Even if he is a descendant of the family, he is still afraid of Cheng biting three points, let alone a side branch of Cui Minggui.

"The head of the house said." The third uncle continued: "After the matter is completed, not only will you be exempted from the previous punishment, but you can also be absorbed into the lineage. ”

"Remember." The third uncle suddenly patted Cui Minggui's left shoulder: "You are a member of the Cui family after all." ”

After saying this, the third uncle turned around and left.

At the same time, several slaves came from outside carrying several chests.

The slave put down the box and left, not saying a word.

Cui Minggui opened the box in one bite.

Inside is full of copper coins, as well as all kinds of valuable jewelry.

Cui Minggui's hand trembled slightly......

The reason for his excitement was not the money in the box, but the words of the third uncle.

Return to the Cui family and become a descendant!

A difficult choice was placed in front of Cui Minggui.

Do you take the risk to return to the Cui family, or continue to eat and wait for death?

In fact, Cui Minggui made a decision without spending even a second.

It is certainly dangerous to find out the news of the Drunken Immortal Residence, but the current life makes him worse than dead!

It is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

People who are accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas will not be able to continue to return to the days of eating bran vegetables after all.

Besides, the Drunken Immortal Residence is not Cheng Yanjin's family.

Don't forget, there's a mysterious little Langjun inside!

Following.

Looking at the ordinary houses in front of him, Cui Minggui took a hard breath.

"Squeak-" The wooden door was pushed open, and there was a grinding sound of tooth aching.

The small courtyard in front of me is not big, and the furnishings in the courtyard seem to be no different from the countless houses in Chang'an City.

Hearing the sound of pushing the door, the two men in the courtyard stopped their carpentry work.

"We've been doing a lot lately." The man, who was a few years older, glanced at Cui Minggui: "If you want to fight something, let's go to another house." ”

"The shopkeeper of Duobao Pavilion said that you are the best in Chang'an City." Cui Minggui said unhurriedly: "Five hundred guan, I want the secret of drunken immortal residence, and there will be five hundred guan after the matter is completed." ”

At this time, Cui Minggui had already changed into clean clothes, and his previous aura came back all of a sudden.

"This Lang Jun is really interesting." The older man was happy: "Who doesn't know that the drunken immortal residence is making money every day?" Five hundred? It's not funny at all. ”

"Lu Guogong is not something that ordinary people can afford to mess with." Another man took over the conversation: "We haven't lived enough, Lang Jun should invite another master." ”

"But you two don't happen to be ordinary people, are they?" Cui Minggui replied with a smile.

The two men were silent.

Now the business in Chang'an City is getting more and more difficult to do, and they are almost unemployed......

With this Qianguan, they can leave Chang'an City and develop elsewhere.

Moreover, although the Drunken Immortal Residence is Lu Guogong's property, it is not Lu Guogong's mansion after all......

In addition to this, there is one most important point.

Even if he got the secret of the Drunken Immortal Residence, there were very few people who dared to use it.

If it weren't for that, they would have done it a long time ago!

Sensei said that he had got all the dishes of the Drunken Immortal Residence.

Even if they only get one or two things, it will be enough for their brothers to have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

But in fact, if they really do this, I'm afraid it will be cold when they turn around!

It seems that there are only a few people who can argue with Lu Guogong......

If that's the case, it seems that you can really decide whether to say yes or not now......

Cui Minggui was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for the answer of the two.

Long.

"The risk is still too big after all, Lang Jun has to add more!" The elder Zhang San gritted his teeth and said, "And after the hour, we have to escort our brother out of the city safely!" ”

"Yes." Cui Minggui stretched out his right hand: "Add another five hundred guan." ”

Cui Minggui is gone.

The carriage at the door was left behind, as well as a few large boxes on the carriage.

It's night.

After evading the patrolling soldiers, Zhang San and Li Si quietly touched the vicinity of the Drunken Immortal Residence.

In fact, they had been eyeing the Drunken Immortal Residence for a long time, and even took the time to run around and step on it a few times.

They didn't really plan to do anything before, it was just out of occupational disease and curiosity.

Maybe it's the guards of Chang'an City that are reassuring, or maybe it's the reason for Lu Guogong's industry.

The Drunken Immortal Residence at night seems to have no garrison power at all.

Zhang San and Li Si quietly climbed to the roof, uncovered a few tiles, and followed the rope into the house.

"Whew." Zhang San was not only breathing, but the light of the fire fold illuminated the scene in the house.

The two of them went all the way down the stairs to the location of the back kitchen.

The back kitchen was clean, cleaner than any restaurant they've ever seen.

Maybe it's because it's so clean, there's nothing but pots and pans......

In fact, the best way is to start with the chefs of Drunken Immortal Residence, but unfortunately those cooks are Cheng Yanjin's retainers, and Zhang San and Li Si don't have this ability at all.

As for threatening those cooks through kidnapping and other means?

Stop it.

This kind of thing has long been arranged by Cheng Yanjin.

Otherwise, Cui Minggui would have done it himself, and he wouldn't have looked for the two of them.

Zhang San and Li Si have always adhered to a principle: as long as they have done something, they will eventually leave traces.

Perhaps the secret of the Drunken Immortal Residence is hidden in these clues!

The two of them sniffled first.

There was a faint aroma around, and the source was none other than those pots and pans!

The two of them quietly stepped forward, ready to take a closer look.

"Need help?"

"Fourth, you have a special little voice, are you afraid that others won't hear it?"

"Third brother, I didn't speak?"

"Nonsense, who else could you be? Huh? Why does the room seem to be brighter than just now......"

The two of them suddenly turned around!

What caught my eye was a group of men holding torches.

The armor on their bodies is even better than that of the soldiers on the night patrol......

Zhang San and Li Si were calm at the moment, and hit the window next to them as soon as possible.