I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

Many people say that it is a ghost of Mingjiao, and many sects want to settle accounts with Mingjiao.

Only Jiang Siming knew the plot. It was a devilish attack by the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, but he wouldn't say it. The more chaotic the rivers and lakes, the more he has the opportunity to profit.

After half a day, Jiang Siming finally came to the metropolis.

Want to see the prosperity of the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, so Jiang Siming chose to enter the city low-key instead of flying in.

Before Jiang Siming came to Dadu, he changed his outfit in Fengyuan City.

At this time, Yitian is in the cold winter.

Jiang Siming wore a blue Yunxiang robe, with a rhino horn belt around his waist, and only a white jade pendant.

He was also wearing a large white dog, and the snow-white fox fur on the hood was flying in the wind with snowflakes.

The clothes are luxurious and elegant, and they are perfectly controlled under Jiang Siming's hanger-like figure.

The temples are cut by a knife, and the eyebrows are like ink painting.

Ufa was randomly tied with a silver ribbon, without a crown or a hairpin.

A few strands of hair on his forehead were blown away by the wind, and fluttered together with the silver ribbon, looking quite light.

Such people walk on the streets of most cities, and the turnaround rate is almost 300%.

Whether it's a commoner woman or a lady or even the daughter of an official, they are all heartened by this handsome boy who appeared in the sky.

Jiang Siming found that he had the potential to be a white face in ancient times.

How about a rich woman coveting her fortune in ancient times? Bah, baah! Not promising! Brother is definitely not such a person!

Along the way, I have admired the prosperous scene of most cities. Jiang Siming has asked most local people and went to the most famous restaurant in most rumours: Zuixianlou.

I heard that this restaurant is the favorite of Qinglian Jushi, who is also known as the poet Li Bai.

Li Bai once left countless well-known poems in this Zuixianlou. Even in the past so many years, many literati and poems still like to come here to reciting poems and talking about wine.

What's more, the food here is really delicious. Many high-ranking officials in Kyoto love to eat here.

But when Jiang Siming passed by, he was faced with the same dilemma as Song Qingshu and had no seats...

But this is so rare that Uncle Jiang?

Jiang Siming also deliberately walked to an elegant table, patted his table and said, "I want your seat. Let me give you a price."

"Vulgar! Vulgar! Vulgar! Xia is a scholar who knows the truth of money like dung!" This gentleman raised his head proudly and dismissively.

When Jiang Siming took out an ingot of gold, Mr. Yashi's Adam's apple slipped obviously, and the sound of drooling was too obvious.

"Do you still think it is dung?" Jiang Siming asked.

Yashi gave a dry cough, took the gold into his arms, and said with a smile: "No, no, I am willing to give up the position to your lord, please use it slowly."

After Yashi finished speaking, for fear of Jiang Siming's regrets, he ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

After this person left, Jiang Siming's hand again had an ingot of gold, which was entirely the gold in Yashi's arms.

Everyone wants to get an ingot of gold, he wants to eat!

How hard it is to make money, how can it be given to a man! Give it to a woman.

Seeing that Jiang Siming's shot was gold, Xiao Er immediately cleaned up the table for Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming put the gold on the table and said, "Bring up all the most famous wines and dishes in Zuixianlou, and prepare a pot of the best wine. Keep the rest for your own flowers."

"Well, well, the villain will do it! Uncle Bao is satisfied!" Xiao Er was almost crazy.

His monthly salary is only a few bucks, which is equivalent to 1,500 yuan, and an ingot of gold is equivalent to his income for more than ten years. Of course, even if the rest is enough for him to work for ten years.

It's really going out to meet a noble person. With this money, I want to go home for the elderly.

Zuixianlou's speed is very fast, giving Jiang Siming a table full of vegetables and a large jug of good wine. Xiao Er also bought a new gourd for Jiang Siming, which still contains a pot of good wine.

This junior is very sincere and didn't cut corners. Jiang Siming would be happy to let such people earn more.

In this way, Jiang Siming is eating delicacies and drinking wine in Zuixianlou, and he is seated by the window, and he can also see the snow scenery of most of them.

Soon, Jiang Siming was about to leave when he was full of food and drink.

But he found that Zuixianlou walked in two more figures, two men, and a group of guards behind them.

Wait, not two men, but one man and one woman.

The woman is disguised as a man, Jiang Siming almost missed it.

When the two entered the Zuixianlou, the noise in the restaurant inevitably dropped by several decibels.

"Minmin, you are really going to do things for your father, then when will you go back to Dadu, or let others go, it's not safe now."

The man followed the woman with a diligent look, and kept persuading something.

The woman said impatiently: "Zha Ya, you are annoying, I have said, don't follow me, and why am I going to have anything to do with you?"

"How can you say that, Minmin, we were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, but I love you."

"I said little prince, you are mistaken, I grew up in Mongolia, you grew up in the capital, where is your childhood sweetheart?"

"I..."

"Don't bother me, I want to eat, Xiao Er, there is no meal for others in Jinyu, right?"

The little Er who served Jiang Siming before nodded and bowed his head and said, "The golden jade room is reserved for adults. How dare you eat outsiders in the store."

"That's good, it's still the same, hurry up and serve, and prepare a pot of best girl red to bring it up." The woman ordered.

But Xiao Er showed a look of embarrassment and said: "Master Qi, the best daughter red is gone, only daughter red."

"What, how can there be no wine." The woman wondered.

"That's it. A customer asked for a whole lot of Super Girl Red, so...the store is out of stock."

"who is it?"

"Here, sitting at the window." Xiao Er didn't dare to offend the woman, so he could only explain honestly.

The woman looked over, and when she saw Jiang Siming's eyes lit up, she walked toward the window boldly.

The little prince beside him was jealous when he saw Jiang Siming, and immediately walked over to Jiang Siming and shouted:

"You order so much wine by yourself, why don't you drink to death, come, and drag him out to play twenty-five boards."

Without Jiang Siming's action, the woman stopped the guard behind her: "Wait! The freedom of people who drink, Little Prince, you are too lenient."

After finishing speaking, the woman turned her head to stare at Jiang Siming, and then said for a long time: "Under Zhao Ming, dare to ask Xiongtai Zun's name."

Zhao Ming? Ha ha, pretend to be a man.

Jiang Siming looked at her jade-like face, moved his eyes to her chest, and said with a smile: "Xiongtai is really big-minded, there is something in it, I admire it."

How could the woman not understand Jiang Siming's meaning, and her spring peach-like face immediately became pink, as if she had the feeling that Jiang Siming looked at her whole body.