Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 161 Rewards
Yu Ze said before departure that if something interesting happens on the road, he should join in the fun, enrich his experience and increase his knowledge.

"Old man, may I ask how to get to Wang Yuanwai's house?"

The old man glanced at them with cloudy eyes, and said, "The biggest house on Huaishu Street in the east of the city is their home."

Thanks to the old man, the two changed their pace and walked towards the Wang Yuan's house in the east of the city.

The spring sun shone warmly on his body, and the faces of vendors on the side of the road were filled with happy smiles. Pan Ye also dispelled the possibility of demons making trouble here.

Xiaozhou County is not big, about the size of two squares in Rongzhou City, with several streets and stone bridges intersecting across the county.

Walking and strolling along the way, the two soon came to the east of the county.

In front of the restored rather impressive royal residence.

A dozen people had already gathered around the entrance of the house, standing at the bottom of the steps, listening to what a middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper was saying.

"Everyone, please be quiet, please listen to me."

The butler spread his hands and pressed down, and continued,
"I know that all the heroes are people with real abilities. Please register here. The master is waiting for you in the inner hall."

He pointed to the wooden table beside him.

A man dressed as an accountant sat behind the table, holding a brush, waiting for someone to register.

According to what the housekeeper said, a group of high-five and three-thick heroes lined up in a long line.

In front of the queue stood a muscular man, a scholar with a soft face and a long sword on his waist, a Taoist priest with a sense of immortality, and even a slender and graceful woman with scantily clad but masked face, Pan Ye. Mixing with Zu Wei, two people dressed normally, looked extremely ordinary.

To sum it up in two words, there are all kinds of dragons and snakes.

As time went by, there were still scattered people joining the queue one after another, and they were at the end of the queue.

The efficiency of information registration was quite high, and soon it was Pan Ye's turn.

"Name, occupation, where, specialty."

"Zu Dalang, a Taoist priest, a native of Qianzhou, is good at drawing talismans."

"Pan Changhe, a warrior, from Qianzhou, is good at beating people."

When the accountant heard Pan Ye's words, his face couldn't help shaking. He glanced at him, but finally said nothing.

After the simple registration was completed, the boy guarding the door turned sideways to make way for them to enter.

"Meow~"

Tangyuan hid in Pan Ye's arms and gently scratched his chest, signaling that the cat should also register.

Pan Ye threatened it with the excuse of being caught by a monster to make alchemy, and the little cat immediately shrank in it without making a sound.

Go around the exquisite screen wall, pass through the garden, and enter the main hall.

Rows of wooden chairs were placed in the middle of the hall, leaving a small space in the middle, which seemed to be the posture of selecting the leader of the martial arts alliance.

"Hehe, the formation is not small."

The first group of quacks in fancy clothes sat at the front, and there were only one or two seats left unoccupied.

Pan Ye found that even though there were still vacant seats in the front row, the people walking in front of them seemed to be afraid of the people sitting in the front row. No one dared to sit next to them, and they all sat back.

"Interesting, seniority is a matter of seniority when you get a seat? It's not about choosing who is the talker."

If Pan Ye's predictions were correct, the people sitting in the front row should be some well-known experts nearby.

For masters, their pride is natural, and they can't tolerate sitting side by side with the weak, which is understandable.

Pan Ye and Zu Wei didn't fight for that seat, they found two seats slightly behind and sat down.

The handsome maids waiting at the side presented tea, melons and pastries to them with great eyesight.

The two drank tea, nibbled on pastries, and looked around.

Sitting at the top was a fat old man with a fat body and a simple-looking appearance in an official uniform.

"He should be Wang Yuanwai."

Holding the teacup, Wang Yuanwai forced a smirk on his face, like a naive tumbler, gesturing to every hero who came in to take a seat.

After about half an hour, almost when Pan Ye was bored, finally no one came in.

Seeing that it was almost time, Wang Yuanwai put down the teacup, coughed lightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Thanks to all capable people and strangers, the old man is very honored to come to the humble house, so stop gossip, the big guys will know, My son disappeared without reason eight days ago, whoever can find him in the shortest time will be rewarded with 500 taels of silver, and whoever provides useful clues will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver. Steward Wang!"

The butler standing by the side clapped his hands, and a few boys in the back hall came out carrying a few wooden boxes, and opened them with a jerk, revealing a white ingot of snow-patterned silver inside.

"If you have any requirements, please feel free to ask, and I will try my best to meet them."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yuanwai picked up the teacup again and sipped the tea carefully. His small eyes were shining brightly, secretly watching the expressions of everyone present.

People from the rivers and lakes on the opposite side have long been attracted by the boxes of silver on the open space in front of them, and they whispered to each other.

"Second Zhang, why don't we join forces, if we find Mr. Wang, how about sharing the reward equally?"

"Brother Ang, I heard that you trained a scented sparrow. This time, my brother will help you get it done right away."

"..."

Pan Ye turned his head and glanced at Zu Wei, and saw that the man was lying on the armchair comfortably eating a piece of mung bean cake, and seemed to be listening to the content of other people's conversation.

This kind of thing belongs to the scope of business that brother Zu Wei is good at. Pan Ye silently followed behind him to make soy sauce, without saying a word.

At this moment, the woman wearing a veil said, "Housekeeper Wang, can I borrow some of Young Master Wang's underwear?"

"what?"

Zu Wei couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

Pan Ye guessed that he also had a similar idea, using the remaining aura of the prince to perform Taoist tracking.

But I didn't expect someone to beat him one step ahead.

This request is more reasonable, the housekeeper nodded immediately, and asked someone to get the prince's underwear.

After Pan Ye's observation, the people present were divided into the following categories:
Some formed cliques, looking for partners, and clamored to go out to search for the prince.

This kind of boorish man with no IQ at first glance and a brain full of muscles.

Some began to ask the steward Wang and the servants of the Wang family about the prince's life rules, hobbies, and daily activities.

It makes sense to use the details of life to reason.

Some, like masked women, cast their eyes on the prince's personal items. They either raise exotic animals, or may have special skills, and they are all in control, with a confident look on their faces.

There is another kind of person whose eyeballs are rolling around, staring at boxes of snow-patterned silver, wondering what they are thinking.

The prince's maids brought a few robes that the prince usually wears, as well as a writing brush, inkstone, toothbrush, and even fallen curly hair. Five or six things were placed on a wooden table, let The capable people and strangers present showed their strengths.

(End of this chapter)