"It's so late, who is it?" Jiang Xingchen frowned, and a trace of vigilance rose in his heart. After all, he has the secret recipe in his hands, although Mo Hongxian has taken over and suppressed all the restaurants, but who knows if there is any recklessness. He knows too well the truth that people die for money, and birds die for food.

Walking to the courtyard gate, Jiang Xingchen lowered his voice and asked across the courtyard gate, "Which one?"

"Young Master Jiangling, I'm from Chunxiang Building, and I want to talk to you about business!" a man's voice came from outside the door.

"Isn't that where Mei'er does hard labor?" As soon as she heard that it was Chunxianglou, Jiang Xingchen was angry and didn't come anywhere, the little girl worked hard all day, and her hands were full of scars, so she gave two copper coins!

"I don't have any business to talk to you about, please go back!" Jiang Xingchen's tone was stiff, and he turned around and walked back.

The people outside the courtyard gate obviously refused to stop there, and their voices suddenly rose: "Twenty citrine coins, that slave of yours, I will give twenty citrine coins!"

Jiang Xingchen's eyes shrank, turned around and opened the courtyard door, stepped out, and then closed the courtyard door with his backhand. He knew how sensitive the little girl was to the word slave, and of course he couldn't let the other party continue to yell.

There were three people standing outside the door, in the front was a middle-aged man with a slick face, followed by two big men.

In a relatively distant place, Jiang Xingchen seemed to see a faint figure, which flashed and disappeared.

Seeing Jiang Xingchen come out, the middle-aged man couldn't help but smile proudly and said, "Young Master Jiang, twenty citrine coins is not a small amount, that is, our Chunxiang Building......"

"Who do you say is a slave?" Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Jiang Xingchen waved his hand to interrupt and asked with a cold face.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, originally he thought that Jiang Xingchen must have agreed to the business when he came out, but he didn't expect the other party to ask such a sentence, and looking at his expression, he didn't mean to talk about business at all.

"It's that girl named Mei'er!" the middle-aged man replied with Jiang Xingchen's question, and then started to talk about Xiang again.

However, before he could speak, he was stopped by Jiang Xingchen again: "Let me tell you, Mei'er is not a slave, she is my sister!"

"Sister!" the middle-aged man smiled and said, "She doesn't even have an identity card, what is she not a slave...... Young Master Jiangling, don't you just want to sell more! Okay, I'll add two more citrine coins to you!"

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Jiang Xingchen felt his heart shrink, as if he had been pinched: "There is no identity iron card, it turns out that the little girl already knows that she is a slave...... All she cared about was my attitude towards her...... It turns out that the little girl's heart is far from being as strong as it looks......"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xingchen stared at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "I'll say it again, Mei'er is my sister, not for sale!"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he sneered: "It's best not to be insatiable! I call you Young Master Jiang, it's to give you face, do you still think you're a nobleman...... We know your current situation, I don't know how long you can live in such a house! It's getting colder, and if you don't want to freeze to death, you'd better ......."

"Get out!" Jiang Xingchen turned around abruptly, staring at the middle-aged man and roaring angrily. He didn't have a good impression of Chunxianglou, and at this time, the other party was still pestering, so that he couldn't control his anger anymore.

And with the mood fluctuations, the countless yuan springs in his brain shook violently. In the bright moonlight, a distinct ripple around his head could be seen scattering.

The middle-aged man looked at this scene, and the anger generated by Jiang Xingchen's disrespectful words instantly dissipated, and he was stunned in place for a moment. The vision produced after activating the Yuanquan has been heard even by the lowest civilians.

"He actually activated Yuanquan...... "The middle-aged man's cold sweat came down, Jiang Xingchen activated Yuanquan, he is not a commoner, but a nobleman! And Chunxianglou is just a low-grade place to laugh in the civilian area, he is just a rich man among the commoners, if he comes up, he will be forced to persecute him, once he makes trouble with the security team, the nobleman will be fine, and his own commoner will be miserable, at least he will be stripped of a layer of skin.

"Young Master Jiang!" The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, bowed down, and his tone was full of humility: "You just said it to me, don't ...... it."

The other party's change was too fast, Jiang Xingchen didn't react for a while, paused, and then understood the reason in his heart, and couldn't help but be extremely surprised by the status of the nobles: "This is just activating Yuanquan, and it's not powerful, the other party actually has such a reaction, it seems that the nobles of the Qiankun Empire enjoy great privileges!"

Thinking of this, Jiang Xingchen was secretly refreshed in his heart, and waved his hand quite imposingly to interrupt the other party: "Hurry up and get out, don't let me see you again!"

"Yes, yes......" The middle-aged man and the two big men behind him responded again and again, and they were about to leave in a hurry, where did they dare to continue to fight Mei'er's idea.

But at this moment, more than a dozen figures suddenly rushed out of the dark shadows not far away, surrounding the three of them, and they couldn't help but say that it was a punch and kick, and the terrible screams and wails came out far and wide in the calm night, and many civilian children were so frightened that they cried.

"Is this a Shenma situation?" Jiang Xingchen was a little dazed by this sudden change, and when he reacted, he was about to run back to the courtyard. Since just now, he has been guarding against those two big men.

But as soon as he turned around, a thin young man in rich clothes stood behind him at some point, startling him.

"Young Master Jiang!" The thin young man smiled with a smile on his face, but Jiang Xingchen felt obscene no matter how he looked at it.

However, he felt that the other party had no malicious intent, so he put his mind at ease, and after a little pondering, he knew that the other party was from Weishenme!

"I don't seem to know you!" Jiang Xingchen said lightly.

"In Xia Sun Sanqiang, I opened a small restaurant in the market outside the civilian area, called Xianxiangju! During the day, I was at the gate of the Bauhinia Mercenary Group, and I admired Young Master Jiang's craftsmanship very much!"

"Oh!" Jiang Xingchen's expression was flat, and he said modestly: "It's just a small formula, it's not worth mentioning!

After speaking, Jiang Xingchen nodded to Sun Sanqiang, bypassed him directly, and entered the courtyard.

Sun Sanqiang didn't expect Jiang Xingchen to leave, and when he turned around, the courtyard door had already slammed shut, and the words he had prepared before were useless.

"Young master!" a big man walked up to Sun Sanqiang and said in a low voice: "Don't guard Jiang Xingchen, in case the Bauhinia mercenary group knows, Mo Hongxian's woman ......"

At the mention of Mo Hongxian, Sun Sanqiang couldn't help but shudder! But then he glared again and said, "I'm not plotting their secret recipe, so what?"

"If it's not for the secret recipe, then what are we going to do?" Dahan asked subconsciously.

"Smack!" Sun Sanqiang slapped Dahan on the neck and reprimanded: "You know a fart, I have inquired clearly, the secret recipe that Jiangling took out is not one, but two...... Since he can come up with two secret recipes at will, who knows if there is a third one, which has something to do with him, there is no loss, as long as he doesn't touch those two secret recipes, Mo Hongxian can't be unreasonable!"

The big man cried with a sad face, rubbed his neck and complimented: "Yes, yes, yes, the young master is still thoughtful!"

"Hey!" Sun Sanqiang sighed lightly, looking at the group of big men who were still beating the three people in Chunxianglou, and said regretfully: "What a chance! I just didn't expect Jiangling to activate Yuanquan, otherwise he would have been able to owe me a personal favor today!"

Beckoning, Sun Sanqiang shouted, "Bring them over!"

More than a dozen big men stopped, dragged them to death, grabbed the legs of the three and came to Sun Sanqiang.

At this time, the three of them were almost unable to see their human shapes, their whole bodies were paralyzed, their faces were swollen as if they had blown air, and their humming sounds were smaller than those of mosquitoes.

"Will it be a little heavier?" Sun Sanqiang frowned.

"Don't worry, young master, it's all flesh wounds, and you can't die!" replied the big man with a bow.

"Not heavy?"

"Definitely not heavy!"

"That's not in place yet!" Sun Sanqiang took a step forward, raised his foot and stepped on the middle-aged man's face, stomping on it, and scolding: "I let you make a mistake so early, I let you affect my jihua, the paralyzing soul is weak, if you are tougher, I will have a relationship with Jiangling......"

The big man next to him was sweating profusely, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Sun Sanqiang: "Young master, this time it's really heavy, and I'll kill people again!"

"Yes, young master, they shouted so loudly just now, the security team should be here in a while!"

"Whew~" Sun Sanqiang stopped, exhaled, clapped his hands, and said, "Take them to the doctor, and then give some money...... Greet everyone, Young Master Jiangling, be careful here, don't make a basket for me without a long eye!"

Soon, a large group of people carried the three pig-headed people away without a trace......

In the courtyard, Jiang Xingchen scratched his head a little and made two secret recipes by himself, although he changed the status quo of his life in one fell swoop, but follow-up problems also followed. Although Sun Sanqiang had no malicious intentions, and even flattered himself a little, he was found after all. Today, he can not give Sun Sanqiang a chance to speak, shake his hand and leave, but who knows if there will be more courage to find him in the future, it seems that Mo Hongxian will not be able to shock everyone.

"I really have to work hard to improve my status, and the identity of a small nobleman with no background is not safe...... However, I can't practice martial arts...... I don't know what that sensing array works yet...... "All kinds of thoughts were chaotic in his mind, and Jiang Xingchen was also a little dizzy.

"Forget it, I don't want to!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head vigorously and strode into the room.

In the room, Mei'er was wrapped in a quilt facing inward, breathing evenly.

"I'm asleep! Fortunately, this little girl is tired enough today, otherwise the movement like killing pigs outside just now will definitely wake her up! Hearing that Chunxianglou came to buy her, the little girl still doesn't know what to do......

Walking to the bed, Jiang Xingchen tucked the corner of the quilt for Mei'er, then turned around and blew out the oil lamp on the wall, and then lay down to sleep.

But he didn't notice that just when the oil lamp went out, Mei'er's little face showed a smile like a flower. At this time, her mind kept echoing the words of her brother who was outside the courtyard gate just now: "Mei'er is not a slave, she is my sister!"