A small town appeared in front of Chu Feng, but when he looked from a distance, Chu Feng found that there were many people gathering outside a vast mansion in the town. These people lined up in a long queue, as if they were collecting something.
When he was a newcomer, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Chu Feng did not show his strong cultivation, but quietly descended from the sky and walked to the town.
At this time, Chu Feng discovered that this was really just an ordinary town, which was worse than the backing town on which the Chu family relied on. Most of the towns were ordinary people and there was not even a restaurant.
However, there is a large household in this town. At this moment, hundreds of people are queuing up in a long queue, gathering outside the door of this large household to collect food.
"Hey, Mr. Li is such a good person. He distributes food every month to us poor people."
"This year there are many natural disasters and grain production has dropped sharply. If Mr. Li had not sponsored us, we would have starved to death."
When the people were talking about it, Chu Feng learned that it was distributing food for free. Although Mr. Li’s mansion was not magnificent, he did look like a rich man, at least much better than the thatched houses of other people.
This shows that even if there are no delicacies in Mr. Li's house, there are always delicious foods such as chicken, duck, fish, and meat. So Chu Feng did not line up. Under the different eyes of countless people, he walked straight to the gate of Li's mansion.
"Stop, you have to queue up to get food. Who asked you to go to the line?" Seeing this, several burly men guarding the mansion pointed at Chu Feng and shouted.
These strong men all have the second level of spiritual martial arts. Although their cultivation is extremely low, they are still good compared to those people who have no cultivation at all.
"I'm not here to collect food, but to buy food." Chu Feng smiled slightly.
"Buy food?" After hearing this word, a middle-aged man with a gorgeously dressed beard walked out of the yard. After seeing Chu Feng's gorgeous clothes and tender face, his eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly said with a smile: "Young man, how much food do you buy?"
"I only buy one meal of food and take out all the good wine and meat from your house to make one for me. I promise I won't treat you badly." Chu Feng said.
"Okay, please come in to the young hero." Seeing this, the middle-aged man with a bearded smirk, shouted to the big man beside him: "Why are you still stunned? Go to the kitchen and order someone to prepare a table of waiting wine and dishes to entertain the young hero, the faster the better!"
Who is Chu Feng? Although he is young, he has turned the whole of Qingzhou upside down. Naturally, he can see that he looks like a rich man and is very young, so he wants to take the opportunity to kill himself.
However, Chu Feng was too lazy to care about him because he was so hungry that he just wanted to have a good meal. As for money, Chu Feng was not short of money at all.
Afterwards, Chu Feng was invited into a good hall. Not to mention that the beard was very efficient, and soon there were many good dishes on the table.
I don’t know if Chu Feng was too hungry or their food was too fragrant. Chu Feng looked at the table of dishes, his eyes were so full of stars, his mouth was drooling, his arms were showing, and his sleeves were rolled up. He was ready to eat it in a breeze.
"Wait" But at this moment, the beard suddenly spoke and smiled at Chu Feng with a smile: "This young man, it's not that I don't trust you, but this table of good dishes consumes a lot of ingredients. On weekdays, my master dares to waste it so extravagantly. If you don't offer the corresponding price, I won't be able to explain this time."
"Fuck" Chu Feng was angry. You are like a master. I can't afford to eat you. So Chu Feng touched his hand to the Qiankun bag on his waist, trying to take out something casually, which scared the beard.
"Oh no." But this touch didn't matter, Chu Feng's face changed, because Chu Feng was shocked to find that in his Qiankun bag, except for the Realm Spirit Compass and some spare utensils, it was empty and had no hair.
At this moment, Chu Feng remembered that when he was at the Tomb of Wan Gu, Chu Feng sorted out his Qiankun bag and handed over all the things he thought were useless to Li Changqing. He used up all the mysterious medicine and other things he left behind during his cultivation.
At present, Chu Feng really couldn't come up with an equivalent item to pay for this table of food and food. After all, what he left behind was a must-use thing, and it was very valuable. Not to mention that it would be very troublesome to give this beard to himself. Even if he took it out, the beard might not be able to recognize the goods.
"I said, Young Master, don't you want to have a tycoon meal?" Seeing this, the bearded eyes widened, and the previous attentive smile disappeared, replaced by a touch of viciousness. At the same time, several strong men rushed in outside the door, looking like they wanted to attack Chu Feng.
At this moment, Chu Feng was also angry, thinking about his identity and strength, and he was actually beaten by such a group of sluts. Chu Feng's first idea was to raise his hand and punch them, so that they could see their strength and deeply realize their mistakes.
But when I think about it carefully, Chu Feng found that he was indeed ignorant. It was a fact that he had no money to pay the bill when he had eaten. It would be a bit unreasonable to solve the problem by force at this time. Although Chu Feng is not afraid of trouble, he is not a villain who does everything evil. Naturally, he cannot do such a domineering and arrogant thing and bully the weak.
"What are you doing?" But at this moment, an old man's shout suddenly came from outside the hall, and immediately followed by an old man in his sixties, also walked in.
This old man dressed very simple and looked very rustic, and looked like a bearded man. However, when the old man appeared, both the beard and the strong men suddenly became humble.
"Master, this guy wants to have a tycoon meal." The beard of Bazi was obviously afraid of the old man, so he hurried forward to explain.
At this moment, Chu Feng finally realized that this seemingly insignificant old man was the owner of this mansion, Mr. Li, who was kind and generous to the people.
"It's true, the so-called visitor is just a meal. As for asking for money from others, they still have to take action?"
"Don't you apologize to this guest?" However, after hearing the story of the mustache, Mr. Li became more angry and pointed at their heads and scolded them.
In this case, the beard and the strong man had to apologize to Chu Feng one by one, which made Chu Feng feel a little embarrassed.
"My friend, you are not a local, are you? Where are you going?" Mr. Li sat next to Chu Feng and asked with a smile.
At this moment, Chu Feng was not polite at all. Feng Jue Canyun started to eat very much. Seeing Mr. Li asking, he wiped his greasy mouth and said, "I am indeed not a local, I come from Jiezhou. I want to go to Wan Yao Mountain."
"What? Wan Yao Mountain?!!!"
When he heard the three big words Wan Yaoshan, not to mention Mr. Li, almost everyone present had a big change in their faces and was frightened. Mr. Li even shook his body and almost turned down from the chair. If Chu Feng hadn't grabbed him with quick eyes and had his eyes fast, he would have fallen to his feet.