Merits and other things are all nonsense made by Song Mingyuan, but it is true that he gets stronger the more he fights.
This body is like a sword in urgent need of development for her. The more it is used, the better it will fit her.
If Song Mingyuan could only exert one-tenth of his previous strength before, now it has reached at least 30%. Of course, there is still room for improvement in terms of spiritual power.
Knowing that fighting and killing would not damage the immortal relationship, Mrs. Lu felt more at ease. Yuanyuan could fight if she wanted to, as long as she was happy.
I hope the other party will come in two more batches so that Yuanyuan can practice his skills and gain more merits.
It would be a good thing if Yuanyuan's merits could be added to her body. Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu felt that the Dog Emperor was no longer so hateful.
Anyway, it's not them who's losing.
Good meals and dishes were quickly prepared at the inn.
Having seen Song Mingyuan single-handedly fight against thirty men in black and kill seventeen of them, Yi Cheng could not be more honest and responded to almost every request of the Lu family.
He worked conscientiously and just wanted to serve them well and let them set off quickly after eating so that he could send away such an evil star as soon as possible.
While Song Mingyuan and his party were eating, the people in Mr. Lu Er's team were still unconscious.
Yi Cheng wiped the sweat from his head and hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether he should wake them up and serve them food or let them continue to lie down.
He didn't dare to ask.
It was Wu Da who noticed his concerns, glanced at the unconscious man, and said, "Don't worry about them, just collect money as you like."
As soon as these words came out, Yi Cheng knew what attitude he should take when facing people like Mr. Lu Er. He looked at the Lu family members with a trace of pity in his eyes.
He doesn't know how to hold someone with big legs, so he chose the one that offends people the most among so many ways. Look, the Lu family eats meat, but they can't even drink soup.
It's pathetic enough.
Knowing that the Lu family would not care about them, Yi Cheng was not polite to them and directly asked people to pour water on them to wake them up.
"If you want to eat hot food, hurry up. Twenty taels of silver per table. If you don't want to eat, go to the stable at the back. Don't stay here and disturb others."
The person who was woken up by the splash was still in a daze and had no idea what had just happened.
When Yi Cheng heard that he would drive them to the stable if they didn't eat, before he could think about it, he shouted: "Eat, eat, eat!"
They are so hungry that their chests are touching their backs. Why don't they eat?
It's not impossible for seven or eight people to make it together at a table of twenty-two.
Fill your stomach first!
Ms. Liu got up from the ground and saw the empty table at a glance. She immediately became alert: "Where are our medicine and ginger soup? Did you just add medicine to our ginger soup!"
When Mrs. Liu said this, the others also reacted and glared at Yi Cheng: "Okay, you black-hearted post station, how dare you drug us!"
"We are exiles, not death row prisoners. You are just stealing money. You are trying to kill us! No, we must report it to the official!"
"Yes, yes, report to the official!"
As long as the Lu family does not support them, Yi Cheng is not guilty at all. Facing the rising anger of everyone, he smiled contemptuously: "If I want to kill you, can you still stand here intact? ?”
"I just mistakenly used the pot containing rat poison to make ginger soup. If it doesn't kill you, go ahead and report it to the official. Let's see if it was me who deliberately murdered my life or if you were just reporting your grievances."
Rat poison? !
Ms. Liu felt nauseated, grabbed her throat and rushed out to vomit, "vomit——"
What a shameless person, how dare you use a pot filled with rat poison to cook food for them!
After vomiting for a while, Mrs. Liu pointed at Song Mingyuan and others who were eating around the table and said angrily: "Then why are they okay?"
The tempting aroma of the food made her mouth salivate uncontrollably, and even her stomach made a thunderous sound.
Yi Cheng was impatient: "Of course it's okay if they didn't drink ginger soup. I will resupply you with ginger soup and medicine. If anyone wants to eat, please sign up quickly. I don't have extra time to waste time here with you!"
Everyone was greedy when they saw the sumptuous meals provided by Song Mingyuan and his party. Braised pig's trotters, peanuts, roast duck, boiled vermicelli with cabbage, stir-fried winter bamboo shoots with lean meat, stewed pork ribs with radish...
The table was so full that they almost had to swallow their mouths just looking at it, not to mention they were eating with gusto.
Mr. Lu Er raised his chin like a rich man: "It's only twenty taels of silver. If they can eat it, we can eat it too."
Could he still be worse off than them?
Mr. Lu Er spoke, and one after another more people signed up. Eight people per table, and they booked a total of nine tables.
The remaining people have no money or are reluctant to spend money. They can only use the pots they just bought to set up racks to boil water and soak dry food to eat.
When Song Mingyuan and the people at the two tables were full and wiping their mouths, their food had just been served.
The first dish of boiled cabbage.
The second course of white flour steamed buns.
The third dish is stewed radish with onions.
Not to mention the meat, there wasn't even a speck of oil on it, which was incomparable to the big fish and meat they had here.
Mrs. Liu was dumbfounded: "You just give us this?"
Mr. Lu Er's face turned dark: "Why can they eat so well?"
Obviously, Song Mingyuan's good treatment here has hurt Mr. Lu Er again.
He was not willing to accept that he was inferior in every way. Seeing Mrs. Lu and others living so well after asking to be exterminated, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him.
Doesn't this mean that they are useless and burdensome? Without them, the Lu family will only be better off?
Of course Mr. Lu Er is unwilling to admit this fact.
Before Yi Cheng could speak, Song Mingyuan said with a smile: "We eat with our strength. If you have the ability, you can also eat with your strength! You have been members of the Lu family for so long, are you still nothing?" Useless waste, right? Tsk, tsk, I feel ashamed for you."
There are at least ten to twenty young men from the clan in Mr. Lu Er's team. As long as there are a few of them who are responsible, their lives will not be so bad.
In the past, the Lu family's eldest family raised them, and they took it for granted. They were unwilling to make progress and were greedy. They let the eldest family take the lead in everything. In the end, they bit back and said that they were trash.
Lu Sining burped, wiped the oily mouth, blinked his eyes and asked harmlessly: "Sister-in-law, why don't they eat meat? Is it because meat doesn't taste good?"
Song Mingyuan's words would stab Mr. Lu Er, and Lu Sining's words would be an absolutely perfect last-ditch attack.
Mr. Lu Er's old face flushed red, and he felt his face was burning, as if he had been slapped hard twice.
That's too much!
It’s so deceiving!
"You'd better not ask us for help!"
Mrs. Lu snorted coldly: "If there is such a useless day, we will kill ourselves in advance."
