Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao walked back to the town. In this place, there was not only Huaihuang County, which was the supervising office. The two passed by an old restaurant, which occupied a small area, but had a third floor. This was once the tallest building in the town, but the third floor was not open to the public.

Chen Ping'an suddenly became interested and said that he would go to drink inside. He also smiled and told Ning Yao that in the early years, only the rich people from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane would come here to drink, otherwise the master Long Kiln would take his disciples here to hold wine.

After chatting at the Huoshen Temple in the capital, Chen Ping'an realized that this restaurant was actually Feng Aunt Feng's property. The third floor is her place to rest.

In addition, Aunt Feng also saved a lot of land deeds. She also revealed the secret of the world, saying that most of the Long Kiln Kilns that have now been converted into folk kilns are under the name of an old coachman. The old coachman usually lives in Erlang Lane. As for Luwei, the Yin-Yang family in Zhongtu, there are many houses in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane.

Chen Ping'an chose a table by the window, and only had a pot of wine. The wine pot and wine bowl were all locally made celadons and fired.

Ning Yao just drank a bowl, but he didn't stop Chen Ping'an from drinking.

A rare guest came to this restaurant in his early years.

Even the nominal hotel shopkeeper didn't take it seriously. But Aunt Feng, the real restaurant owner, sighed quietly.

A school teacher with white hair once ordered a pot of wine and a few dishes of wine and food here, and drank it by himself.

Looking from the window on the second floor of the restaurant, you can see a plaque on the archway on the street, which is absolutely true.

After drinking and eating the dishes, Chen Ping'an's face turned slightly red but his eyes were bright. He stood at the window and looked at the archway building for a moment. After retracting his gaze, he went down the restaurant with Ning Yao and returned to Luopo Mountain.

The westernmost house belongs to Li Huai's family. A few years ago, she also held a wedding banquet here. Li Liu married a scholar from a foreign country. It is said that she was a young man from an official family. The woman was so proud that she stopped scolding. During that time, women liked to stroll around the world. Everyone smiled when they met. Many of them were neighbors who had quarreled or even scratched their faces. However, the family returned to Beijuluzhou.

Ning Yao was a little curious about Li Liu's marriage, and Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It seems that he has eliminated his past fate in his previous life, cut off the world, and practiced with peace of mind from now on, and entered the Ascension Realm. It's not a big problem."

Ning Yao blinked.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I don't know either."

Ning Yao tilted his head.

Chen Ping'an said: "I mean I don't know what you are thinking."

In fact, there is a secret hidden here that prevents Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi from giving up completely, or that they both did not put sacks on the bastard.

It’s just that Chen Ping'an is really not suitable to tell this kind of thing. The truth is roughly on Li Liu’s side, he is a nameless person. As for what happened to the scholar, God knows.

Today, a table in Luopo Mountain was lively and filled with people.

In the main seat opposite the door, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao were sitting.

Zhu Lian, Wei Wenlong and Zhang Jiazhen, who were in charge of the accounting office.

Mi Yu, Xiao Mo, Xianwei.

With the last seat facing away from the door, Chen Lingjun, Xiaomili, and Chen Nuanshu were sitting.

The old chef was busy in the kitchen. Nuanshu and Xiaomili helped to choose vegetables, blow bamboo tubes, and Xiaomo was responsible for serving the dishes.

The Xianwei shook his head. This Xiaomo really doesn't treat himself as an outsider. He is not an outsider. He will soon be with the old immortal Jia. Chen Lingjun is a brother of his brother. Just wait for Brother Jia to choose a good day, the three of them will chop the chicken heads and burn yellow paper in Qilong Lane. Before, at the wine table, Chen Lingjun patted his shoulders and felt ache. It's okay, they are all good brothers. Besides, Chen Lingjun has already patted his chest and promised, Brother Xianwei, you can just wait, have good luck, keep the delicious food and drinks, and any time there are only three or two servings on the table in the future, even if I, Chen Lingjun, don't talk about the morality of the world, I will treat my brother badly!

As a result, Brother Jia slapped the table and suddenly cursed and said, "Don't let your mother go."

The immortal lieutenant was so scared that he woke up most of the time. However, Chen Lingjun stood on the bench, put his hands on his hips, and laughed.

It turned out that the Xianwei was shocked, because the old immortal Jia quickly said a few quick words, saying, Brother Chen, do you look down on our grass shop or do you look down on my cooking skills? No matter how high the wine is, you can't brag, and you can't compare with the old manager Zhu on the mountain. However, the level of my Jia Sheng's cooking dishes in these dishes, how many chefs can compare with the restaurant in the town?! Ah?!

Especially the word "Ah" that was dragging very long, the Xianwei felt warm in his heart when he heard it.

This is the world and wine party I have been thinking about.

As for today, it’s a little bit worse, but Mr. Zhu’s dishes taste really amazing.

Besides, no one is restrained, and there is no complicated to toast each other. They can drink, eat food, and there is not even the kind of nonsense that is not silenceless.

Zhu Lian let out a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: "Brother Xiao Mo, Taoist Master Xianwei, can you still take off the chopsticks?"

The immortal lieutenant lowered his chopsticks and said, "If you can lower your chopsticks, you must be able to."

Xiao Mo didn't say anything, just held the cup in both hands, raised his head, drank it all, and then turned the wine glass downward.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian asked in a heart-sentenced voice: "Why didn't Cen Yuanji come? Is she afraid that there are too many people and there is no seat?"

Jiang Go was in seclusion and practiced, but Chen Ping'an did not ask Zhu Lian to call him someone.

Zhu Lian smiled and explained, "No, she only has two meals every day that cannot be beaten by thunder, and it is medicinal food. If she didn't check it out today, she wouldn't come. Girl, no matter how afraid it is, she must be afraid of fat. And I said hello to her, and she said she had to invite the mountain master and the mountain master's wife to have a meal alone and thank you."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "That's what I'm going to benefit from."

Thinking of something, Chen Ping'an continued to ask in his heart: "Now Cen Yuanji's parents are old and their two are in good health? Last time I returned to my hometown, I heard from Xiaomi Li that Cen Yuanji's mother was infected with the cold."

Zhu Lian said: "Dongshan secretly pretended to be a doctor, and he helped him see it and was in good health."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "You should pay more attention."

Zhu Lian nodded.

After a meal, Chen Ping'an asked Nuanshu and Xiaomili to lead the way and go to Pei Qian's house.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the cotton bag of the right guardian's wife and asked with a smile: "Where is that big bag of golden gourd seeds? Is it heavy, so I didn't take it out?"

The little girl patted her beloved shoulder bag and explained in a low voice to the good mountain master: "In this 'accompaniment capital', only a few soldiers are stationed in it. Follow me to fight south and north, and the main force stays elsewhere to hold the troops still."

There is a capital, of course there is a capital city. Of course, it is the celadon piggy bank that she, Pei Qian and Nuanshu both have. It was given to the three of them by the old chef in his early years.

As for the nicknames of Beijing and the apprentice, of course, they are the nicknames that Pei Qian helped him to find out, and they are always domineering.

This is the first time Chen Ping'an walked into Pei Qian's house.

Of course, this is related to Chen Ping'an staying in Luopo Mountain for a short time.

For nearly thirty years, he, as the mountain master, has been an excessive act of being a manager.

When I arrived at Pei Qian’s house, one room was the residence and the other... it was the study of this great disciple.

The study room has no locked door, but there are actually not many books inside.

He leaned against a shelf on the wall and placed all kinds of treasures that Pei Qian had accumulated over the years of traveling. He placed them at a high and low level, and there was no high or high quality.

However, after hearing the news from Xiaomili, Pei Qian was placed in the next room.

There are also the boxes under the bed, full of account books and locked, and even Sister Nuanshu doesn't have a key.

Chen Ping'an took out three big and two small three treasure racks from the closest thing. From the material to the mortise and tenon, he did it himself. The small treasure racks can be stored and removed intact. As for the big one, Chen Ping'an had to be a carpenter and squat on the ground to assemble it. After the task was completed, Chen Ping'an clapped his palms, turned his head to look at the table and stool beside the window, and kept it for many years, so it was still a small desk and a tall stool.

When Pei Qian was a child, he practiced boxing in the bamboo building. Every day when he returned to his residence, he had to copy books here.

Chen Ping'an could not imagine that a little Hei Tan, who was so afraid of suffering, would suddenly think of practicing boxing. If she knew, she would probably not have to copy books, and she would owe it first and then make up for it later.

Chen Ping'an, who was in a complicated mood, was still in a complicated mood after leaving Pei Qian's house.

Not far outside the door, a little mo stood.

Nuanshu and Xiaomili immediately said goodbye and left, each of them doing their own things.

Xiao Mo waved his hands with the two little girls, and then asked a question he wanted to ask on the ferry, "When will the young master visit Piyun Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned. It was dark under the light. He was so familiar with Wei Shanjun. Every time he returned home, he never thought of this. Wei Bo took the initiative to visit Luopo Mountain, and Wei Bo did not regard himself as an outsider of Luopo Mountain. Wei Shanjun really caught a lot of melon seeds from the millet grains.

However, he was still not in line with courtesy, and he was indeed negligent. Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's better to catch up with Wei Shanjun than to get there. We will go to visit Mr. Wei Shan."

The two of them went to Piyun Mountain together to control the wind.

Wei Bo appeared on the top of the mountain, a little surprised and smiled, "Rare guest."

Chen Ping'an was disappointed.

This is unreasonable.

Xiao Mo bent down and bowed, "I have met Mr. Weishan."

I saw the Shanjun in front of me, with a slender figure and a handsome appearance, wearing a snow-white robe, a golden ring with an earring. He was floating and out of the world and had an outstanding style.

After all, Wei Bo is Yiyueshan Jun. He already knows that the young monk with unknown origin in front of him is named Xizhu, and his name is Moshen. He is a newly collected worship in Luopo Mountain and has also become a third-class worshiper in the Dali Ministry of Justice.

Wei Bo smiled and clasped his fists to return the favor, without any hesitation, "I have seen fellow Taoist Xizhu."

Without saying a word, Xiao Mo took out two meeting gifts from his sleeve, which were a pair of pocket-sized and cute mountain treasures, the green jade axe and the yellow jade axe.

According to Haoran’s current saying, they are all semi-immortal soldiers.

But for Xiaomo, they are all dispensable.

Who is giving away? Could it be that you can use it for money?

I can only think of it as a gift that is light and affectionate.

After all, he is a little Mo who even said that his two natal flying swords were "fancy and unpractical".

Wei Bo originally wanted to refuse politely, but he didn't need to be so disgusted with his relationship with Luopo Mountain.

Moreover, Wei Dashanjun mistakenly thought it was at most a meeting gift for two magic treasures.

But Xiao Mo was very persistent and said that Wei Shanjun and his son met again in a short time. They have been taking care of the Luopo Mountain for so many years. If they don’t accept this gift, it would be too unkind.

Then, if there is another banquet in Piyun Mountain, even if you are willing to invite him, Xiaomo will never come.

Wei Bo was stunned when he heard this.

It’s really a down-and-out mountain, such a “polite person” is rare.

Not many, to be precise, it seems that there are only two well-behaved little girls Nuanshu and Xiaomili.

But if Xiao Mo had identified the quality of the gift, would Wei Bo take it? He would have already put it in order to make peace. Chen Ping'an couldn't stop him even if he wanted to stop him.
To be continued...