This is the third day that the Qin family has moved to Fengtian City, and except for yesterday, the Liu family sent someone to pay a return visit to give gifts, and no one came to visit.

Qin Feng knew that his father was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable.

No matter how the ancestors of the Qin family say it, they have also been brilliant, and in this generation, even if they are lonely, they will not be snubbed like this, right?

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, Qin Feng asked out loud, "Dad, it's been three days since you returned to Fengtian City, and seeing that you have stayed in the mansion for the past few days and never gone out, don't you plan to visit your friends in the imperial capital?"

As soon as these words came out, the second mother and the second brother looked at the father together, and even the lady and Ning Shuang, who came to have breakfast together, also cast a curious gaze.

Daddy reached out for a moment to pick up the vegetables, and then replied with a dry cough: "I originally wanted to visit, but those friends are now in important positions in the court, and they are very busy on weekdays.

When they are free, even if I don't look for them, they will come to visit me."

"Master, you have such a friend, why have I never heard you mention it?" Erniang wondered.

"I have been doing business abroad all the year round and have a wide range of friends, so there is no need to say anything about this kind of sparse and ordinary thing."

"Dad, can you tell us more about who those friends are in important positions?" Regarding his father's words, Qin Feng obviously didn't believe it.

"Yes, sir, it's almost the New Year, so let's take the initiative to visit the house and walk around." Erniang added.

When my father heard this, he slurred and said, "For example, the adult surnamed Li, and the adult Zhang, hey, I know too many friends, and you suddenly want me to say, how can I remember?

Move the chopsticks first, move the chopsticks first, it's cold, and if you don't drink this porridge, it will be cold."

The way to change the topic is still so blunt, this dad really hasn't grown at all. Qin Feng sighed helplessly.

At this moment, the porter came to the lobby and reported, "Master, someone has come to visit the house."

Dad immediately stood up and stood up: "What am I talking to you, not long after the Qin family returned to Fengtian City, those friends are busy with affairs, and it is normal not to know that I will come back at the first time.

No, it was only the third day that someone took the initiative to visit.

Tell me, which official in the court is coming to see me?"

Is there such a thing? Could it be that Daddy really has friends in the imperial capital, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows.

Of course, it is also possible that officials from the Liu family's faction came to show goodwill.

The porter replied, "The person who came was a man, not dressed as an official, but wearing a thin shirt on a cold day, and he himself said that he was from the Imperial Capital God Workshop.

He is not looking for the master, but for the eldest young master."

Everyone in the lobby looked at Qin Jian'an, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed for a while.

Although my father is not a scholar, he has traveled a lot from south to north, and his mind is not slow: "I wonder how my friends should be above the court at this moment, how can they have time to visit me.

After a long time, it turned out to be a mistake.

Uh-huh, Qing'er, this porridge is a little cold, you can go to the kitchen and serve some again."

"Yes, sir."

"Feng'er, what are you staring at me to see me doing? I didn't hear anyone looking for you, why don't you go quickly?" Daddy urged.

He was anxious, Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and stood up: "Then I'll leave first, you eat slowly."

Ning Shuang asked, "Uncle, do you need me to go with you?"

Qin Feng pondered for a moment and replied, "It's okay, later, I plan to go around Fengtian City to see if I can buy a few restaurants and open a branch of Wangyueju."

Daddy's eyes lit up and he said, "Do you need me to come with you?" Fengtian City is not as good as Jinyang City, the people here are very dark, depending on your age, you may double the price.

With me by your side, you will not be slaughtered as a fat sheep."

"Dad, no need, you better stay at home and wait for those powerful friends to come and visit."

Brought it on

You, the other party will slaughter me like a fat sheep. Qin Feng silently added in his heart.

Following the gatekeeper to the gate, Qin Feng saw the sturdy fire wall at a glance.

The latter looked excited, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Gongliang came back from Jinyang City last night, saying that he didn't find Master Qin, but he just heard that Shopkeeper Peng said that Master Qin's family had moved to Fengtian City.

I didn't believe it, but I didn't expect to actually meet you here.

Master Qin, this is yours, and you won't say a word to us when you move to the imperial capital.

Look at this Qin Mansion, it is so simple, if you tell us, it can help you repair it well.

Of course, there is money."

Qin Feng glanced at it and replied lightly: "This is the ancestral mansion that the Ming Emperor rewarded back, and the Ming Emperor has already sent someone to take care of it."

Huoyuan's eyelids jumped, and he immediately changed the topic: "Master Qin, come with me, the brothers of the Divine Workshop are looking forward to seeing you, as well as this month's drinks and shares, Gongliang only left part of it for Shopkeeper Peng, and brought the rest back."

"Lead the way, just enough to see what the Divine Workshop in Fengtian City looks like." Qin Feng responded.

The three of them immediately marched towards the Divine Workshop.

On the road, Qin Feng suddenly saw an old man, obviously his hair had turned white, but the beard that grew to his chest was all black.

The years have left a precipitate on his face, but the contours are still as clear as a knife.

The contradiction between aging and youth is interpreted to the extreme in his body.

The old man was dressed in a black shirt, draped in a gray coat, holding a wooden crutch in his hand, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

The group passed by, and the old man looked sideways slightly, just that glance made Qin Feng feel a little palpitation.

He stopped his pace and turned to look, the old man was on crutches, walking in an orderly manner, and the direction he was going seemed to be the Qin Mansion?

"What's the matter, uncle, why don't you leave?" Lan Ningshuang asked curiously.

Qin Feng replied sideways, "It's nothing."

He wanted to take a look at the old man with three thousand hopes, but at this moment, the strange old man was nowhere to be found.

At this moment, the fire wall not far in front of him urged again: "Master Qin, what are you doing there, hurry up, Fengtian City is very big, don't lose it."

"Let's go." Qin Feng shook his head, and he no longer bothered about the matter of the old man just now.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

A short but powerful knock sounded, and the doorman guarding the Qin Mansion immediately walked towards the door, still muttering, "Why are there so many people coming to the mansion today, could it be that the eldest young master has left something?"

Pushing open the door, an old man came into view.

The other party's eyes opened slightly, and the porter's calves unconsciously swayed.

But this weird feeling comes and goes quickly.

The porter looked at the old man in front of him again, and only felt that he was an ordinary normal old man, and wondered in his heart: "Could it be that the weather is cold, and my old cold legs have committed it again?"

"This old gentleman, who are you looking for when you come to the Qin Mansion?"

"The old decay is here to find Jian'an."