After everyone finished eating, they chatted a few more words before saying goodbye to Zhao Yan, and went to the place agreed with the Yanzhou Immortal Cultivator Force to gather and prepare for the next stage of the clean-up operation.

Zhao Yan sent away the immortal cultivators, took Bai Bao and walked towards the restaurant, and went to the guest room, when he walked to the door where the guest room and the restaurant intersected, he saw that the owner of the restaurant was counting the number of ingredients with a few small servants.

Originally, the purchase of the restaurant was not unusual, and it did not attract Zhao Yan's attention, and after saying hello to the restaurant owner, he continued to go in the direction of the guest room, and when he arrived at the guest room, he suddenly remembered that when he came back from the mountain, the restaurant owner said that the meals of Mingyue Business were all booked by the restaurant owner.

After a pause, Bai Bao asked, "Brother Ayan, have you found something strange?"

"I can't say, I have to go and have a look", the more Zhao Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it was not a coincidence that the restaurant increased the purchase volume.

He thought in his heart whether it was because several areas of Yanzhou jointly carried out a clean-up operation, blocking the way for Wang Qi Hongpu, who was going to leave, and now he was hiding in Mingyue Business and waiting for the turmoil to pass.

He thought, feeling that the direction was right, so he turned around and walked back with Bai Bao, standing beside the restaurant owner again.

The owner of the restaurant must have something to do when he saw Zhao Yan going and returning, so he handed over the work at hand to the little servant and came to Zhao Yan respectfully: "My lord has something to do with me?"

"I just think it's strange, you have imported so many ingredients on a hot day, aren't you afraid that they will go bad?, have you still found a business to make banquets?", Zhao Yan planned to go straight to ask clearly, but when he saw that there were five small servants around him helping, he changed his rhetoric.

The owner of the restaurant didn't understand Zhao Yan's specific purpose, he had opened the shop for so many years, and he naturally became a fritter, and when he heard it, he heard that Zhao Yan had something to say, so he replied carefully: "Cheng Daren's blessing, I did take a few orders, and I can earn a little money to return to my capital." ”

Zhao Yan heard that the restaurant was connected to a few banquets, and his heart was a little less puzzled, and he couldn't help but secretly laugh that he was too nervous about Wang Qi's forces, and began to be suspicious, so he made an excuse to leave at will.

A small servant next to him watched Zhao Yan leave, and whispered to the restaurant owner: "These immortal cultivators are chattering now, and everyone looks like evil cultivators, you have to pay attention, don't let them catch the handle, otherwise the family will be ruined." ”

"Bastard, how dare you talk about the affairs of adults behind your back? Are you kid so idle? Hurry up and work", the restaurant owner heard the words of the little guy, and immediately scolded with a straight face.

The little guy looked aggrieved, and he wanted to show himself well, so that the restaurant owner could see his loyalty, but he didn't expect to get a good scolding in exchange for a good scolding, and he reworked in the face of the mocking eyes of the rest of the little guys.

How could the owner of the restaurant not know the kindness of the little guy, as the owner of a big restaurant in Yanzhou City, he is also better informed than the little guy, and he knows very well what the immortal cultivators in the outside world have done.

Because of this, he was even more taboo, for fear that Zhao Yan, who was deaf and clear-sighted, would get angry when he heard them talking behind their backs, and find a reason to deal with him.

He scolded the little guy on his face, and he had decided to find a good position for the little guy to do things.

Zhao Yan didn't know about this at all, it was not so easy to use perception, it required a lot of mental energy, once it was used excessively, the consequences would be fainting at least and injury at worst, of course, with his character, even if he knew that someone was talking about his rights and wrongs behind his back, he laughed at most.

The owner of the restaurant didn't know the perception, and waited until Zhao Yan entered the guest room and there was no reaction before he was relieved and instructed the servants to count the ingredients: "You first carry the left part to the back kitchen, and you will be responsible for supervising the production of the ingredients in the back kitchen, remember, this is the meal of the old patron Mingyue Firm, and there can be no mistakes." ”

"I'm the chef?", the little guy who was named was stunned, couldn't believe it, thinking that the restaurant owner had made the wrong person.

The rest of the people were the same, looking at the restaurant owner in surprise.

The restaurant owner glared at the small servants, and then said to the named little guys: "What's the matter? You still don't want to go, if you don't want to, I'll leave this work to someone else." ”

The little guy's response was unexpected, he stared at the restaurant owner and said, "Boss, are you nervous? You just scolded me, and now you let me go to the kitchen, aren't you afraid that I will mess up the back kitchen?"

The rest of the little guys came back to their senses, they weren't very convinced, and when they heard what the named little guy said, they all showed jokes, hoping that the little guy by naming them would say more and make things yellow.

"Silly boy, let's go to work", the restaurant owner saw that the named guy looked stupid, and couldn't help kicking him.

When he walked to the back kitchen door, he didn't see the restaurant owner speak, looking at the warm smile of the restaurant owner, he gradually understood, and entered the kitchen gatehouse generously.

Zhao Yan returned to the guest room, put Bai Bao on the bed, gently walked to the windowsill of the guest room and pushed open the window, looking at the small courtyard on the right side in the autumn sunshine of the west.

In his mind, there were more than a dozen immortal cultivators patrolling back and forth in the small courtyard, and even for a moment, Wang Qi Hongpu also appeared in the small courtyard. And the reality is that the small servants in the small courtyard go back and forth, and the number of people is much smaller than before, and there are barely three or five who can identify the identity of the immortal cultivators.

After the investigation, Zhao Yan was completely relieved, and prepared to retreat and practice, waiting for Yang Zhai Ming and the others to end their mission and go south together.

He thought that after investigating the small courtyard on the right, his heart would become pure, but when he entered the cultivation, he found that his mind was still worried about Wang Qi's power, as if his heart was a mess, and he couldn't cultivate at all.

He had to forcibly control his mental activities to barely stabilize his mind and cultivate, and as time went by, the forcibly controlled mental activities became springs, and the more he pressed down, the greater the elastic force, and in the end, he was completely unable to cultivate.

Zhao Yan rubbed his aching brain, glanced at Bai Bao, the other party was sleeping soundly, couldn't help but be envious, got out of bed, and walked to the windowsill again to look into the small courtyard on the right.

It was almost night, the sun was at the end of the day, the moonlight had not come out, the courtyard of the Mingyue business was quiet, and even the patrolling servants were no longer arranged, all kinds of signs showed that Wang Qi Hongpu was indeed no longer in the Mingyue business, and if you thought about it carefully, under the overall situation of Yanzhou's purge, how could Wang Qi Hongpu still stay in Yanzhou City.

Zhao Yan felt the powerful aura that rushed through the air from time to time, obviously there was a full martial law in Yanzhou City right now, and the immortal cultivators were relaying the situation of the immortal cultivators in Yanzhou City like radar.

Bell, bell. Outside the door, there was the sound of stir-frying in an iron pot.

Zhao Yan's attention was drawn back from the small courtyard, and he walked out of the guest room door and glanced in the direction of the back kitchen, where several servants finished their day's work and were preparing to have dinner.

When he returned to the room, he still couldn't calm down, guessing that it was because he was a little excited to go south to Mangshan to see the world, so he was cranky.