Three days later.

Naruka Castle.

Early in the morning, as soon as the city gate was opened, the flow of people poured into the city, including many people carrying swords and swords.

Zhang Shan and Li Si are the two nobodies who came to join in the fun.

They sat at the breakfast stall at the gate of the city, and pointed at the people who came in and out with their hot fried noodles.

Zhang Shan gulped and ate a big mouthful of noodles, his mouth was bulging, and he said a little vaguely:

"Li Si, I think we should stop having fun, why don't we just turn around here and go back?"

"I think they are all so fierce, just the two of us, and we don't even have a serious knife......"

At the table where they sat sat leaned two knives, long and narrow, without any ornamentation, with very simple hilts and black scabbards.

But Zhang Shan understands that these two knives are like goods.

They sharpened their own wooden knives, and then blackened the blades of their scabbards with ink to make them look like real knives.

In fact, it is light and fluttering, and it breaks as soon as it breaks.

Li Si stared at the city gate with ambition in his eyes:

"Don't you want to be famous? Don't you want to live a good life?

Why can they eat well, dress well, and sleep beautiful every day.

And we can only eat mixed sauce noodles here, sleep in the stable, where are we wrong?!

This time it cost a hundred copper plates to buy the news, you want to waste it?

With the name of the master of medicinal diet, there are so many people gathered here, and how many big people are hidden in it, this is our opportunity.

As long as any big man looks at us, we will get ahead!

Lao Tzu doesn't want to eat the last meal anymore, I want to eat meat, I want to drink, I want to sleep with women!

Unsuccessful, I'd rather die!

Zhang Shan, if you still treat me as your brother, help me this time!"

Zhang Shan wanted to say that it was actually very good now, and the mixed sauce noodles were also very delicious, and he never got tired of eating them all his life.

Seeing the eyes of his fellow villagers, he lowered his head, silently poured the remaining half bowl of mixed noodles from his companion into his own bowl, and ate it all in a few gulps.

"The owner checks out. ”

"Zhang Shan, do you believe it? After today, our brothers will definitely be able to have a knife of their own, a real knife!"

Li Si said firmly.

"If only I could live. ”

Zhang Shan silently added a sentence in his heart, and then followed Li Si's pace.

......

Drunken Immortal Building.

The door is closed.

As early as half a month ago, this small restaurant on the verge of closure was taken over.

And with the news coming out, the restaurant was crowded with people every day, trying to spy on this mysterious restaurant.

In the dead of night, the gate is as if there is nothing, and I don't know how many people are in and out, and every inch of the place is clean.

But no matter how others probe, it's just an ordinary restaurant.

Even the beams of the restaurant are likely to break at any time because of the age of insects, especially in the past few days, when people are stepping on their heads, and they are a little overwhelmed.

In other words, it's a real dilapidated house.

At that time, Jiang Ping's reason for choosing it was also very simple, cheap.

He only spent fifty taels of money to wrap them for half a month, and the boss took fifty taels of silver Mei Zizi went home to sleep.

As long as the money is in place, he doesn't care what others do with his restaurant, as long as the house doesn't collapse.

Squeak~

The door of the Drunken Immortal Tower opened for the first time in this month and a half.

The eyes of all those who were hiding outside were attracted.

The door was opened by an 'ordinary' looking young man, followed by a fat man with a greasy smile on his face, and a small old man with messy hair and a thin body.

"Ahem......"

Jiang Ping swiped his hand in front of his nose a few times, letting the choking smell of dust dissipate.

"Daifuku, didn't I ask you to come and clean up at night? Why is there so much ash?"

Long Dafu immediately shouted:

"Childe, you really can't blame me, you don't know how lively it is at night here, that posture, you don't even dare to stay longer than a mouse.

And everybody runs around all night, and if I stop and clean, won't I be exposed?

It doesn't matter if I expose it, if I leak Childe's whereabouts, I will be responsible for my death. ”

"Alright, alright. ”

Jiang Ping felt the stingy gaze behind him, and he also secretly sighed, how many people did this Jianghu Xiaoyi sell the news to.

Good guy, there are twenty or thirty auras that just make him feel threatened, not to mention that there are so many auras that are just faintly inferior to him.

But he didn't know that in order to stop the loss, Jianghu Xiaoyi frantically sold the news of the medicinal diet master in the past three days.

From the first 1,000 taels to the last 10 taels of silver, in just three days, the price jumped directly to more than 100 floors.

Fortunately, it was only three days, and many people couldn't catch up even if they bought the news, otherwise there would be more people coming.

But if this news is fake, the reputation of Jianghu Xiaoyi that has not yet been made will be considered stinky.

But the loss of 500,000 silver must be made up for, and the loss must be stopped before the boss knows, otherwise once the blame is made, even the vice president of the Star Guild may not be able to bear it, so he chooses to gamble.

If you win the bet, you can also use it to make a wave of fame, even if you lose a little, I believe that the above will at most regard this as an operating expense.

If you lose the bet, then roll up the cover and get out, and from then on your reputation in the game industry will be notorious.

After all, no one would want to accept an employee who helped the boss lose tens of millions of dollars.

But fortunately, Jiang Ping didn't plan to pit this vice president he didn't know, and it was definitely not because the 500,000 taels had not been cashed out.

"Let people bring things in and be ready to welcome guests. ”

The old god of Jiangping is in the way.

The more this happens, the more he has to show confidence.

"Got it. ”

Long Dafu took the order to go down, and as for Lao Qiu, of course, he was an inseparable protector.

There are so many masters in the secret, and there is still a little bit of pressure.

......

"Interesting. ”

Opposite the drunken fairy building is a flower building, which was also chartered today.

On the open-air balcony on the top floor, an old man and a young man were drinking together, and next to each sat a young girl with excellent appearance, carefully accompanying the wine.

They are all the top names in Hualou, and they are usually regarded as stars holding the moon, and their hearts are very high, but in front of these two people, they don't dare to put on a shelf at all.

Because these two drinkers named Chang Qing and Jiang Liuyun were the elders of the Chen Guo Feihe Sect.

And the Feihe Sect is the real king of the Chen Kingdom!

Since thirty years ago, after the Great Grandmaster of the Feihe Sect, Yun Zhongliu, broke through the Great Grandmaster, he had unified the martial arts of the Chen State, and by the way, he helped manage the inheritance of the Chen royal family.

Nowadays, each generation of heirs of the Chen royal family must enter the Feihe Sect as a disciple, and only after the ten-year discipleship period expires can they be eligible to inherit the throne.

"Liuyun, who do you say is the master of medicinal diet?"

Chang Qing took a sip of wine, and the other was wrapped around the soft waist of the girl's Yingying, looking very comfortable, a typical person is not old.

"No matter who it is, since they have come to our Flying Crane Sect's territory, they are our people!"

Jiang Liuyun's expression was not smiling, but the words he said were domineering.