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Chapter 25 Why Don't You Eat? (Please collect and recommend)
No matter what the hairpin is, Yingzhen decides to keep it, for no other reason, she really has less hairpins.

Putting the wooden hairpin on her head, Ying Zhen began to eat and drink on her own.

Yue Botao sat on the side very awkwardly, the other party didn't ask him to eat together, so he didn't dare to move his chopsticks.

Xiao Er brought a table and put it on the storytelling table, He Zhiyang also prepared a table, and then whispered something to him.

"Boom!"

He Zhiyang beat the snare drum, stood up with a smile and raised his hand towards Yue Botao, saying:

"Thank you, Master Yuemen, for the food and wine."

Yue Botao knew that the other party had a close relationship with Yingzhen, so he politely bowed his hands in response.
"It's easy to talk, can Mr. He have any good stories to tell everyone today?"

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to take out a piece of pure silver from his pocket and threw it out.
Xiao Pingan looked at the flying silver and jumped lightly, caught it with both hands, and then bowed to thank:
"Master Xie Yue offered a reward, three taels of silver~"

When Ping An speaks, the voice of the old man is deliberate, and the last four words are even clearer and louder. The diners in the building can hear them clearly, giving them enough face.

The diners also looked at Yue Botao one after another. Of course, most of these people knew this local snake in Anping County, but they didn't expect that this guy who had always been a stinger would be so arrogant today.

When He Zhiyang saw Yue Botao came to find Yingzhen, he knew in his heart that the food on his table must be rewarded by the other party for Yingzhen's sake, but there was something very strange, aren't the two friends? , Why is it that one is eating with his head down, while the other is sitting upright and can't move his chopsticks?
"Boom~"

He Zhiyang held up the drumstick and laughed,
"Although the time has not yet arrived, since the head of the Yue family has rewarded money and is on the way, according to the rules, someone He is about to start speaking. When you are eating, remember to listen attentively. The stories that someone tells are never watery."

Maybe because of the bad weather today, there are not many diners at noon, and there are still a few empty tables in the building.
Even so, there were quite a few people around the restaurant door, and they all counted the time to listen to the story.

Most of these people are local residents or small businessmen who have nothing to do. They stand at the door and don't come in. This is actually an unwritten rule. If I don't eat, I can't go in and occupy space.

And the shopkeeper of the restaurant is also happy for them to come to listen, firstly to increase popularity, and secondly, because no one is allowed to stand and listen to it, so they come in to listen, and they will naturally consume when they come in.

Ying Zhen ate his food alone, and Yue Botao didn't dare to disturb him. When he saw a few strange eyes looking at him, Yue Botao also blushed. Since he didn't dare to move his chopsticks, he simply turned around and pretended to be interested. Listening to He Zhiyang telling stories,
In fact, the stories He Zhiyang told today are not new, they are nothing more than some grievances and grievances. What, he also goes in his left ear and out of his right ear, but occasionally he applauds and cheers, which can be regarded as setting off the atmosphere.

It wasn't that Ying Zhen didn't want Yue Botao to eat on purpose, but he completely ignored him.

Because he had other things on his mind all the time,
Judging from the information Yue Botao said, I'm afraid that his wish to get some of the Zhao family's treasure through the other party will come to nothing.

When first hearing the rumors about Zhaojiajing water, Yingzhen thought it was a bit ridiculous,

Since you have a well full of spiritual water, if you have a seeker, if you are a high-ranking family, a famous family, you can give some as a gift and sell it for friendship, if you are a merchant, a wealthy small gang, you can also order a suitable one The price is a little bit less, so there is no need to spend a lot of money to hire a master to do the nursing home?

So the story He Zhiyang told at the beginning was untenable both emotionally and rationally.

This made Yingzhen wonder whether the other party's channel for obtaining information was reliable?
The real situation today is that the Zhao family actually only has a little bit every month, and there are so many juniors in the family who need it, how could it be given to others casually?
In Yingzhen's view, Lingshu is only the second level of martial arts entry. Although it seems insignificant, too many people fall on it after all.

Kailingshu always pays attention to savvy, and things like heroes and bears of Lao Tzu often happen. In order not to make the family fortune fall or the sect has no successors, almost all martial arts forces have a demand for this golden toad saliva.

Since he promised to teach Xiaopingan, Yingzhen will take it seriously, and Xiaopingan's temper is also very appetizing to him.

Yingzhen really treats him as a disciple, even though her master is also half-baked, in the words of her previous life, she just doesn't have a practicing qualification certificate.

So Yingzhen still decided to go to Tongyang Mansion to see if there is any way to get some back from there.
When He Zhi finished telling the story in a frenzy, Yue Bocai turned around with an "unfinished" expression, only to see that there were only leftovers on the table.

He felt a pain in his heart, and said with a smile: "Mr. He's storytelling is really wonderful, and he may come to listen to it often in the future."

Yingzhen picked up the clean towel beside the table and wiped her mouth, only to see that the other party's chopsticks didn't move, "Huh? Why don't you eat?"

"E Bo Tao is not hungry, Bo Tao is not hungry,"

Yue Botao was very anxious now, seeing that Yingzhen had finished his meal, but he didn't say a word about saving his own life.
The words in his stomach are stuck in his throat at the moment, if it were someone else, he would have said the request with a stern face, but this master in front of him is hard to fathom, who knows if he will make the other party unhappy by saying it?

"It's a shame to suffer," he didn't say, Ying Zhen also pretended to be hysterical.

After hesitating for a long time, Yue Botao still didn't dare to say it, so he could only bend over to Yingzhen, and left dejectedly.

After He Zhiyang finished telling the story, he ate happily with Xiaopingan. Don't waste such a rich table.

Having been bored in the restaurant all morning, Yingzhen also planned to go out to relax. With his footsteps, a hundred miles around is called relaxation.

Ying Zhen would naturally help Yue Botao solve his troubles, but it was not because the other party gave him a wooden hairpin, but because of the hundreds of dim lights that the entire Yue Mansion provided for his lotus lamp after saving him from Yue Li's men that night. .

To the east of Anping County, after crossing the Songmao River and Laogouling, is Fangchuan County, where the old nest of the Youlong Gang is located.

Although Yingzhen vaguely guessed that the group of masked people under the tree that night should be the Youlong Gang, but he was not sure in his heart, so to be on the safe side, he should go there himself.

Yingzhen walked out of the city until there were few people around, and then she did her best to lighten her body. Her figure was like a wisp of green smoke, passing through mountains and borders, ethereal like a fairy.

This world is different from the concentration of population in the previous life. In ancient times, farming was the foundation, and most of the people still lived in villages. Therefore, there are not many counties and counties, but the villages are scattered. It is common to see that food is the most important thing for the people, and the land is the foundation of everything. If you can keep your own one-acre three-point field, you can keep the hope of the whole family.
(End of this chapter)