Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Xueshuang Tower is located in Jianxi District, the classic old city of Rongcheng. Together with Jiandong District, it forms the core of the city around Jianmu District.

Before the Lord Lu Zhiyao moved the capital to Youcheng, Jianmu Third District was the core area of ​​Rongcheng, carrying the longest history - excluding Lingxi Ancient Town - and the prosperity of the past.

When Rongcheng was first built, a chef who was good at cold food established his own restaurant in the ruins with his extraordinary skills. After two generations of development, it became the famous Xueshuang Tower.

It is said that the shining signboard hanging in front of the Xueshuang Tower was written by the Lord Lu Zhiyao himself. The handwriting with flying dragons and phoenixes is just like the Lord's legendary life.

Wang Luo just took one look and concluded that it was a lie.

He had seen his senior sister's calligraphy more than anyone else, and even practiced imitating it - when the copying and checking tasks assigned by Song Yijing were too heavy, Wang Luo took it upon himself to share the worries of his senior sister.

Therefore, Wang Luo also knew very well that Lu Zhiyao was talented and brilliant, but her calligraphy was the stain on her life, and she would not change despite repeated teachings. The so-called words are like the person, which is particularly vivid in her body.

It's not that she can't write well, but her aesthetics are completely different from ordinary people's.

Hundreds of years may change a person's writing habits, but will his aesthetics also change? Wang Luo doesn't think so.

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"Brother Wang, Sister Yue, we are here."

When Wang Luo was slightly lost in reminiscing, Zhang Fuhong suddenly laughed, breaking his brief meditation.

At the same time, Chi Xuewei, who was next to Zhang Fuhong, performed her duty as a maid, smiling sweetly and gently putting away the tea sets for Wang Luo and Shi Yue.

Yes, when a few people took Jinyun to Xueshuang Tower, Jinyun even prepared a full set of tea sets extravagantly, as well as Chi Xuewei, who was an expert in tea art.

In Zhang Fuhong's words, this is all pomp and circumstance, a bit of poverty from a wealthy family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

If he wants to inherit the family business, no matter how rebellious and unruly he is, at least he must show some respect for the rules in terms of pomp and etiquette.

Not long after, Jin Yun slowly landed on a high platform surrounded by ancient trees behind Xueshuang Tower. Several girls in blue and white work clothes were waiting here, leading a few people along a translucent green path to come. Go to an elegant small courtyard located next to the main building of Xueshuang Building.

As they walked, Zhang Fuhong explained to Wang Luo and Shi Yue: "The real essence of Xueshuang Tower is no longer in the main building. They were all used to fool foreign tourists and uninformed locals. What is the real frozen pot? A hundred years ago, the Molin dignitaries used to show off the luxuries of Xuanbing Cellar and Snow Mountain Short-legged Mutton. How could they just make them for people to eat?"

Shi Yue's face turned dark, but he said nothing.

Zhang Fuhong said: "But, Mo Lin's luxury goods cannot afford to support such a down-and-out time-honored brand. Since Xueshuang Tower changed hands to the owner of Jing Lixuan, the business has gone from bad to worse, and even out-of-town tourist groups have been unable to make the trip." …”

Shi Yue couldn't help but breathe heavier.

"After the sign of the frozen pot came out, Xueshuang Tower had some momentum to come back to life. Then they also took advantage of the situation and hired a real master from Mo Lin. He said that he had touched the magic several times with just his frozen pot skills. The threshold of the kitchen. He was responsible for the research and development of those simple pots in the main building that fooled tourists. He made tens of millions of soul leaves based on the formula alone. He even got a small share of the Xueshuang Building, which can be regarded as a model of getting rich through technology. ”

After saying that, Zhang Fuhong stopped smiling and straightened his back a little.

Because at this time, a group of them finally stepped into the courtyard gate of Xueshuang Tower, and inside the courtyard, several Zhang family members were already waiting.

They were all middle-aged and elderly people, and their facial features were similar to Zhang Yu's. When they saw Zhang Fuhong and others entering the door, they all showed hesitation and did not even say a courtesy greeting.

Then it is obvious where these people stand.

Zhang Fuhong didn't care, and bowed respectfully to each elder, maintaining his smile amidst the latter's responses that were either cold or weird. After that, he solemnly introduced: "The two people behind me are Wang Luo, the famous lord of Lingshan Mountain, and Shi Yue, the chief of the outer sect of Lingshan Mountain and the head of the Shi family."

Then all the elders of the Zhang family showed forced smiles.

Then, a familiar gentle voice came from the side room in the small courtyard.

"Master Wang Shan has arrived, but I missed him from afar. I hope you will forgive me."

Zhang Yu walked slowly with a businessman's smile, and behind him, Zhang Fulu and Zhang Fulan were like guardians.

Among them, Zhang Fulan, who served as Simulang in the Qingping Division, has lost all energy. Apparently, his previous failure to forcefully protect Shi Xiu Sheng in Stone Street has completely ruined his career, and even his basic morale has been lost.

And Zhang Fulu... This was the first time Wang Luo met Zhang Fuhong's eldest brother.

He looks nothing like Zhang Fuhong. He is tall and slender, and his expensive black clothes make his body full of muscles without being overly ostentatious. Although his facial features were not handsome, they were still good-looking. He was wearing light makeup at this time, and he looked particularly like an upper-city elite.

"I have met Master Wangshan." Zhang Fulu took the initiative to say hello, "I have been famous for a long time before, and now I have met him and he is well-known. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate happily in the future."

"Easy to say."

Zhang Yu chuckled: "If you want to have a happy cooperation with Master Wang, you need to work harder and make your business bigger."

Zhang Fulu said, "Isn't this a coincidence? I have invited several potential business partners today. If there is a chance to reach a cooperation, maybe I can also have a happy cooperation with Wang Shanzhu."

As he spoke, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard. Four Yueyang people wearing milky white short clothes and heavy belts around their waists, led by the waiter of Xueshuang Building, also walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Two men and two women, the men seemed to be around 40 years old, and the women were younger, but they obviously had no intention of showing their faces. They just followed behind the men and almost hid in the shadows.

Zhang Fulu greeted those people first.

"Boss Zhu, Boss He, it's been a long time since we last met in Yuecheng. It has been three months, right?"

The two Yueyang middle-aged men immediately smiled back and made a complicated gesture with their hands on their chests - that was the finger-up etiquette commonly used by Yueyang people.

"Boss Zhang, it's really been a long time since we last met."

As he said, he stepped into the courtyard, as if ignoring Wang Luo and others at the gate.

But Wang Luo keenly discovered that among the four people in the group, at least three were secretly observing him - very attentively.

Now, things really became interesting.