Encountering this, Wang Luochen had no choice but to leave his house with a smile and invite him to their gala.

In this way, Wang Luochen walked the streets and alleys, like a businessman who bought poultry and livestock, and collected most of the chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle and sheep in this small mountain village with 100 households.

When he and a few beautiful women, with a team of soldiers, brought these poultry and livestock back to the Allied garrison, everyone gave him a thumbs up and praised him for his ability.

He accepted all the compliments.

However, as soon as he unceremoniously accepted the praise of others, Zhuo Ying'er exposed his old bottom very unkindly in front of everyone: "Hehe, you still praise him? Senior brother, this is also called a way? It's not that people sell him things because they see that he is stupid and has a lot of money." ”

"What, Ying'er. That's not right. The price of things is originally formed by negotiation between the two parties. The same thing, in the eyes of different people in different places, has different values, and of course the price is different. You say, in this poor and remote country, these poultry and livestock are treated like liver treasures. If you give less money, will people be willing to sell them? On the other hand, if these things are just ordinary items to us in normal times, who will be rare? But in the current situation, they are not also good things. Otherwise, why are we going to buy it, right?"

When Wang Luochen heard her say this, he was afraid that everyone would complain that he spent too much money, so he quickly defended himself.

"Yes, yes, what Senior Brother Wang said is reasonable, extremely reasonable. Besides, when we came, we brought a lot of gold and jade, and we could exchange those things for a lot of money. Therefore, we are not bad for money, but we are poor for spending money. Buy these things, spend a little money, deserve, deserve. ”

Ouyang Baizhi was holding an old hen in one hand, with a hara on the corner of his mouth, and stood on Wang Luochen's side to speak for him for the first time. This makes everyone feel that the power of food is really powerful.

When Zhuo Ying'er heard him say this, she glanced at him, snatched the old hen in his hand and said, "I bought this old hen with my senior brother, what are you carrying it for? Tell you, no way. Don't even think about chicken butts. ”

"Cut, you girl, talking is a loss. I knew that this thing was going to be sent to the kitchen to be made into dishes and distributed to everyone, and I was afraid that you would not be able to do it, so I came to help. Where you want to be alone. Besides, I just want to swallow it alone, and I won't swallow the chicken butt alone. You think everyone is like you. Fans of small fortune. ”

Ouyang Baizhi and Zhuo Ying'er both grew up in Huaji Peak, and their lives have intersected since childhood, and they know each other. Of course, there was no shortage of fights.

Now, the two of them, because of the old hen, are pinched again.

The conversation between the two of them was full of joy, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

In this laughter, the poultry and livestock that Wang Luochen bought at a great price were sent to the kitchen by them.

After the ingredients were delivered, everyone went back to wash their hands and change their clothes, ready for the party later.

About an hour later, as the heralds kept shuttling, the entire army was assembled, except for those who stood guard. Started their dinner, which was also their party.

For this feast before entering the mountain, Wang Luochen allowed everyone to bring wine, so that they could drink a little.

As soon as he gave the order, he naturally took out the wine. And those who don't have wine are also stained.

You think, since you have wine, can you drink it alone in front of everyone? You are embarrassed to drink it. Since you can't drink it alone, of course, you can contribute it to everyone to drink together.

However, drinking is such a thing, and naturally the more people there are, the more lively and interesting they are. If you drink it alone, it's called stuffy wine. Everyone drinks together, that's called happy wine.

Therefore, those who have wine do not hide it for fear that they will be drunk up. On the contrary, they will contribute all their wine, call friends, and shout loudly with their brothers with red faces and hot ears.

With wine, this party really became a party.

Taking advantage of the wine, everyone talked to each other a lot. The enthusiasm for the performances, as well as the interest and applause for watching the show, are also higher.

The mountain village where they held the party suddenly became a sea of hustle and bustle.

In this sea of joy, Wang Luochen once again recalled the many similar scenes he had experienced in the past. In his heart, he felt a little more hatred for the tyrant who caused him to lose the opportunity to be in this kind of happy scene.

"Senior brother, you are so strange, when everyone is unhappy, you can always find a way to bring a little joy to everyone and make everyone happy. But why, I think everyone is happy now, but you yourself seem to be a little unhappy?"

Like some lovers, no matter what the occasion, they only have their lover in their eyes, and all they care about most is the joys, sorrows and sorrows of their lover.

Leng Lingxian is like this, everyone is watching the show, but she is watching Wang Luochen.

When she discovered the gloom hidden in the laughter on his Wang Luochen's face, she couldn't help but ask him with concern why he was unhappy.

"Oh, you can see this, it's amazing!" Wang Luochen turned his head to her, and then said, "Indeed, there is something on the mind. It's because of everyone's joy. Because of this joy, I am reminded that I should have had such joy more easily than this. They are all Berserkers, and they are the ones who make this kind of easy-to-come joy rare. The more I realized this, the more I hated them. Therefore, I frowned unconsciously just now. ”

"It turns out that this is still because of this. Senior brother, I think that although the Overlord is hateful, you don't need to think about revenge all the time. When it's time to relax, you should relax. Leng Lingxian snuggled up to his shoulder and comforted him softly.

"yes, I see. Thank you for your concern. Wang Luochen reached out and patted the hand she was holding on his arm, nodded and nodded.

Receiving Wang Luochen's thanks, Leng Lingxian felt a burst of happiness, she was about to say something, but she heard someone behind her angrily blame them and say, "Hey, you two, can you not lean together, so it will block my view." People are short, and they could have watched a few shows from your cracks, but now they are all blocked by you. It's infuriating. ”

Who was the person who said this, they didn't even have to look back, and they knew that it was the naughty ghost Zhuo Ying'er.

So, they turned their heads together and said, "Shut up, adults watch the play, children don't talk." Can't you see it, you won't stand up if you can't see it?"

"You, you. Hmph! I, I don't look at it, I. ”

Zhuo Ying'er was told by the two of them, and she didn't just take their jokes as a joke, but she was really angry. She suddenly got up and ran away.