The lights are on.

Although the prices in the market have risen to varying degrees recently, the city of Autumn Wind is as prosperous as ever.

Chunyu Building is the largest restaurant in Autumn Wind City, but unfortunately Wu Hao has never been here.

There was once a dead ghost surnamed Zhou of Hanhai Sect who asked him to discuss business here, but unfortunately he refused, and in the end it was changed to a green building, so there was a blood-stained Changle Fang.

Now Wu Hao is the first time to come here.

Of course, it was not with his original appearance, but into the appearance of a down-and-out scholar in a long shirt in green clothes.

It is worthy of a big restaurant, just a plate of fennel beans needs a spirit stone, and of course it tastes good.

Wu Hao was leisurely sipping the wine brewed by Qian Baoer, while comfortably pinching a fennel bean into his mouth.

Most of his attention was on a few large tables not far away.

There are many young faces who are drinking and talking, and they are the disciples of this Agarwood Academy.

Now that the three-month intensive training is coming to an end, they are out for a meeting today to connect with each other.

As for why Wu Hao came here, of course, there was another purpose.

Since he was planning to fight the idea of the Ancestral Hall, of course he had to find a suitable vest.

Wu Hao squinted his eyes and locked on to his target.

Bai Yixuan, that is, the handsome man who Wu Hao did not name when he was in class.

In the information provided by Situ Xiaoming to Wu Hao about this new disciple, Wu Hao keenly found that this Bai Yixuan's performance was somewhat abnormal.

In the information, he is a collateral descendant of a large family in the Wei State. However, according to Situ's investigation, in the three months he came to the Red Lotus Sect, he made friends everywhere to build relationships, and also threw money around. He was also inquiring about some relevant information about the Red Lotus Sect.

No, this is the one who invited guests to today's gathering.

This couldn't help but remind him of Wang Yougen a year ago. It's all the same money.

So Wu Hao deduced that this guy must be a spy of other forces.

It just so happened that Wu Hao needed to pretend to be someone to blend in with the new disciples who went to the Ancestral Master Hall, was there a more suitable candidate than him.

Wu Hao's planned time for action is tonight!

Since he left the mountain gate and came to Autumn Wind City, it was a godsend.

Wu Hao was squinting his eyes and thinking about his future plans, but some people didn't want him to be so peaceful.

A guy dressed as a shopkeeper came to Wu Hao's side, and then whispered to him: "Objective, do you need anything?"

"Thank you, no need!" Wu Hao shook his head calmly and said.

"But......" The shopkeeper looked entangled: "But you have been eating a plate of fennel beans for an hour!"

"You don't understand the things of readers. Wu Hao's face was calm: "What I eat is not beans, but artistic conception." ”

Because he didn't put his face on his face, he was now more open.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face became even more ugly, and he couldn't help muttering: "What's the artistic conception of eating fennel beans?"

"Hmph!" Wu Hao snorted coldly: "The knowledge of fennel beans is great, do you know how many ways to write fennel beans?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a while, and couldn't help asking, "How many ways are there to write the Chinese character?"

"Four kinds!" Wu Hao took a sip of wine and said incomprehensibly.

"That'...... What are the four kinds?" asked the shopkeeper with a keen curiosity.

"Uh......" Wu Hao's movements paused.

yes, what are the four types?

There are four ways to write the fennel character of fennel beans, which Wu Hao remembers very well.

This is what Lu Xun said, and this is absolutely true, and it is written in textbooks.

Instead of being like in later generations, all kinds of trash talk was placed on Lu Xun's head.

But what are the four ways to write this fennel character......

Lu Xun really didn't say it!

When great writers also pit people, isn't this just digging pits and not filling them?

If this is put in the future generations, it will be sent to the blade!

Seeing Wu Hao's stammering appearance, the shopkeeper couldn't help but smile disdainfully, and lowered his voice and said, "Poor sour!"

Although he felt that he had lowered his voice and would never be noticed by others, he did not know that many people here had much stronger five senses than he thought.

Including Wu Hao and those disciples who gathered, many people heard it.

Before Wu Hao could make a reversal of the debit, he heard a sound of breaking the air.

Wu Hao was alarmed in his heart, but after glancing at the direction from which the sound of breaking the air came, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he relaxed again.

A large piece of spiritual jade smashed into the mouth of the shopkeeper, and he was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

At this time, Wu Hao heard a neat voice sound: "What kind of identity are you, you dare to look down on scholars." Although this gentleman is poor now, don't you hear that you should not bully the poor young man!"

Wu Hao followed the prestige, and saw that it was his target who spoke, the big handsome.

Da Shuai Bi stood up and talked eloquently: "It's hateful to be more important than martial arts and light literature, if you are in the big ...... If the king could also pay attention to scholars, how could this benevolent brother be humiliated by such pickled servants as you. ”

Then he looked at the shopkeeper proudly, pointed to the Lingyu on the ground and said, "I have paid for today's wine for this benevolent brother, you can serve good wine and good food." ”

The shopkeeper was smashed, and he looked at the culprit who smashed him sadly. But when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly lay on the ground and arched his hand: "What the guest officer taught is that it is the villain who is rude." ”

At the same time, the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at the spirit jade on the ground.

"Good girl, I met a local tyrant. The shopkeeper thought beautifully in his heart: "Even if you let this poor acid eat to death, it will only take dozens of spirit stones." When the time comes, take it to the shopkeeper to settle the bill, and say that the guest needs to find money, and then ...... Hey, hey, hey!"

"Xiaofeng of Changle Fang, my brother is coming to be the groom again today, quack quack......"

Xiao Er was imagining a better life tonight when he saw an hateful hand pick up the piece of spirit jade at once.

He was about to scold, but he found that the poor sour didn't care about the "whoosh" and threw the spirit jade back.

"Thank you, this brother, you will not be punished for doing nothing!"

Wu Hao said carelessly, then sat down, and continued to pinch the fennel head and taste it, as if it was a peerless delicacy.

"Okay!" Bai Yixuan accurately caught the spirit jade thrown by Wu Hao, and then praised loudly: "This is the arrogance and character of the literati!"

The other disciples in the room couldn't help but start to admire.

Some praise Bai Yixuan for being righteous and squandering money, and being open-minded. Some praise Wu Hao for being proud and poor.

Since this is what people want to see, these disciples are also happy to cheer on people's short mouths.

All of a sudden, this corner of the hall was filled with laughter.

Except for the second child in that shop.

He...... I want to cry!

Wu Hao glanced at him lightly, and said secretly in his heart: "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu has a crush on the fat sheep, you also want to take advantage, and you don't weigh yourself!"

"That's my expected return!"