This is how Shenbinghang's wealth was accumulated, so he was able to buy his next house in Yuancheng, where land was scarce. I heard that Young Master Xiaoyao only had one son, the son of his deceased wife. Young Master Xiaoyao was also an infatuated man. After his wife died, he never remarried and lived with his son and property.
His only son was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He had no mother since he was a child. He loved this son extremely much and spoiled him to the point of being exhausted.
Although the original person has never been in contact with anyone from Shenbingxing, he has heard a lot of rumors about this young master.
Most people's evaluation of him is that he is a 'bastard', their prediction of his future development direction is that he will ruin the family fortune, and their prediction of their father-son relationship is that he will piss his father off to death.
Judging from the fact that he was maimed by Liu Yanyan, kidnapped us back, and then sent me to find out Liu Yanyan's purpose of going down the mountain, he was indeed 'very brave'.
And his name is Ou Yong, and his personality obviously follows his name.
After walking out of the Ou family's backyard gate, I led Yunzhou straight to the downtown area. Mr. Xiaoyao chose the land to build his house because it was quiet, but it was inconvenient to buy things.
Yun Zhou had not eaten anything for the past two days and was so depressed that he seemed to be suffering from jade syndrome.
I have to recharge him quickly to get him back to his full strength.
Ou Yong sent someone to keep an eye on us secretly. They should be secret guards. The path is similar to the original one, and I am very familiar with it.
They wanted to follow me, so I took Yunzhou to a busy market for dinner. Yuancheng is located at the intersection of the Shikoku Center, and there are countless delicious and fun places.
Special snacks from various places can be found everywhere. The food in the dungeon is average. I will take him to a restaurant to have a big meal. After the big meal, he will go to a snack shop or other places to shop for goods.
I admit that our identities have nothing to hide, and we have nothing to say in private, and we are not elegant people. We don’t need to enter the private room, we can just eat in the lobby.
It was dinner time and the lobby was full of people eating. The waiter greeted us warmly and shared a table for us.
The other diner at this table was a girl. There was a sword on the table. She only ordered a bowl of rice and a plate of fried vegetables.
Yunzhou and I crowded on a bench, sitting opposite the girl.
I asked the waiter to pick out a set of the restaurant's specialty dishes. The waiter kindly reminded that the dishes in their store are large, so if we order a set, the two of us might not be able to finish them all.
"Don't worry, it won't be wasted." I threw a few coins to the waiter, and he quickly ran to the kitchen and brought a pot of cold dishes and a few plates of dried fruits.
If we don't reveal our wealth, how will others know that we are not short of money?
Yunzhou and I are still wearing the peasant clothes we bought last time, and we don't have any weapons or luggage. Even if I have the aura of a master and he has the aura of wealth, it can't be used as money, can it?
After tipping, the waiter's attitude changed qualitatively.
The dishes were served one after another, one plate after another. Yunzhou ate at the same speed as he served the dishes.
The empty plate was placed in front of me, and Yunzhou was only responsible for cooking.
The surrounding diners cast surprised glances and sneered softly: "This fool is really good at eating."
I glanced at the man, smiled slightly, and continued to clear away Yunzhou's empty plates without replying.
My powers can be cast from a distance, but the effect will be greatly reduced. It will not kill people or save lives, but it will make people miserable for a day.
The man who laughed at Yunzhou covered his head and said his head hurt after just two bites of food.
There was no wind in the lobby, and he was separated from us by a certain distance. No one touched or touched him. He suddenly felt unwell. The people at the same table didn't think much about it and told him to go see the doctor quickly.
They left in a hurry before finishing their meal.
Yun Zhou was gnawing on the pig's trotters with great enthusiasm, not caring about what was going on around him.
Instead, the girl opposite looked up at me.
I put the stacked plates into the basket prepared by the waiter so that he could carry them to the kitchen.
The dishes in this restaurant are exquisitely prepared and not as affordable as the waiter said. There was only a thin layer of meat slices on the plate, and Yunzhou finished it in a few bites.
I asked the waiter for a green onion and a bowl of sauce. The waiter also gave me a plate of stinky tofu, which I ate with garlic.
I have made great progress in improving my eating habits over the past few days. I have tried all foods with strong taste.
The girl opposite pinched her nose, quickly cleaned the rice in her bowl, put down her money, picked up her sword and rushed out of the lobby while holding her breath.
The tabletop she vacated was used by Yun Zhou to pile the 'bones'.
The waiter suggested that I take Yunzhou to participate in the 'Big Stomach King' competition. Every time a martial arts conference is held, Weixianlou will hold a Big Stomach King competition.
Weixian Tower is the largest restaurant in Yuancheng and the tallest building in Yuancheng.
It is a century-old store, a high-end shopping place with an "elevator".
Ordinary people in the world can only eat on the first floor. The higher the floor, the higher the status of the customer.
The original person has never had the opportunity to go there, and I couldn't find any trace of Liu Yanyan for a while. It would be a good idea to take Yunzhou to Weixian Tower to eat and drink first.
Yuancheng is the 'capital' of people in the world. It is bustling during normal times, and during the conference, it becomes a tourist attraction.
Every inn is full and even the woodshed can’t be rented.
It's okay to walk around the streets during the day. There is always a place to rest while eating and drinking. Although there are restaurants open 24 hours a day at night, there is no place to sleep.
Just when I was about to find a secluded place, dig a hole and bury Yun Zhou for a night, a familiar face appeared in front of us.
"Are you here?" Azhao waved his handkerchief and took the lead in greeting us.
At this time, we were only two blocks away from Wei Xian Lou. The Big Eater Competition lasted for seven days, but it was held on one day and had one day off. Today happened to be the off day. I was thinking about finding a place to stay overnight near it so that I could participate in the competition directly tomorrow.
"Yes." I didn't want to mention the young master Shenbingxing on the street, so I just nodded.
"Don't you want to come? Have you changed your mind? Come on, come with me to see the lady!" Ah Zhao said and came to pull me over.
I took two steps back, avoided his hand, and explained, "I haven't changed my mind. We have other things to do here."
"You're already here. What's so urgent? It's already dark. If you have anything else to do tomorrow, no matter why you're here, it's not too much to go to a friend's house for a meal, right?"
Ah Zhao appeared alone, with no one else around him. He was holding a cloth bag in his hand, which contained medicinal materials with a strong medicinal smell.
"We have eaten." I have never heard of a 'spy' who strangled himself to death without doing anything after eating for a day.
"What are you doing? Why are you digging a hole?" Azhao noticed that I was holding a shovel in my hand and there was a big hole at my feet, just big enough for a person to lie down.
"Sleep." I don't feel ashamed. Every time a martial arts competition is held, there are people who can't rent a room. The good ones sleep on the roof, the worse ones sleep in the stables, and the worse ones sleep on the street.
"Sister, you dug it for him, right? You want to bury him alive? You can't do that. Lying down in this pit is not called sleep, it's called eternal sleep."
"There are straw mats, no filling." I pointed to the broken mats prepared by the pit. The shovel and straw mats were all picked up from the garbage dump. The shovel was still usable and the straw mats were clean.
