The half-day turmoil had already made Wu Dalang wonder if it was really an illusion. Now that there was a heavy bag of money in his arms, it made him even more suspicious that he was in a dream, but even in his dreams, he could not dream of such beautiful things.
ah!
Seeing that Wu Dalang's eyes were a little straight, Ximen Qing couldn't help asking with concern: "Brother Wu Dao! Brother Wu Dao!" After hearing this, Xia Gongji and others next to him began to flatter him: "Master Wu! Master Wu!
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Wu Dalang shuddered, as if he had a hangover. He really didn't know where he would wake up tonight. When he heard people around him saying "Master Wu", Wu Dalang jumped up in shock and bowed hurriedly: "Officials, please don't break the rules.
Kill me, Wu Da! What kind of talent am I? How can I be called a 'high official'? No way! No way!"
Ximen Qing helped Wu Dalang up and said, "This is not the place to talk. In the restaurant under the Lion Street Bridge, Xiao Ke has prepared a banquet, so he invites martial arts brother to show his respect!"
Without allowing Wu Dalang to say anything, Ximen Qing had already taken the lead in carrying the burden of cooking cakes, and pulled Wu Dalang towards the Lion Tower, followed by Xia Gongji, Wu Zongjia and other guests.
After walking downstairs from Shishi, two people had already come out side by side. One was Uncle Fu, who was in charge of Ximen Qingsheng Pharmacy, and the other was Bi Si, who was in charge. The two of them stepped forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, the food and drinks are all ready.
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Ximen Qing nodded and greeted the bartender Wang Luan: "Second brother, I'll leave this burden downstairs for you first!"
When Wang Luan saw Ximen Qing, the God of Wealth, coming, he smiled brightly, stepped forward and crossed his hands and said: "It turns out that the official Ximen is here! Are you in good health? I asked you to greet me in the private room upstairs. You have to bear this burden."
Proper placement!”
A group of people surrounded Ximen Qing and Wu Dalang as they went up to the Lion Tower and entered the Qi Chu Pavilion. Ximen Qing and Wu Dalang sat facing east, Wu Zongjia, Dianshi Xia Gongji sat facing south, County Cheng Le He'an, Qian Sicheng sat facing north, Fu Ershu and
Ben Si sat diagonally facing west, ready to help him drink wine and serve dishes at the next moment.
Wu Dalang has become a puppet at this time. He will sit wherever you lift him. Even though half a day has passed, he still has not woken up from reality. Although he has been in the Lion Building before, he has always been there.
Responding to the call of the guests, the person who brought the cooked cakes to accompany the meal was sitting on the distinguished banquet facing east with such a big horse and a golden knife. It was really strange in my life, and for a while it seemed like I had entered another world.
Seeing that Wu Dalang still had a confused look in his eyes, Ximen Qing reached out and hit him on the back, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu Dao has not fully realized it yet, how long will it take?" Xia Gongji, the classics official, heard what Ximen Daguan said was very impressive.
The magnificence made my eyes light up, and I quickly recorded it.
Unexpectedly, Wu Dalang dropped his chain at the critical moment and was slapped by Ximen Qing. He came back to life with a cry of "Ah". Without saying a word, he first pushed the fat and strong robe in his hand towards Ximen Qing: "
Give it back to you! Give it back to you!"
Everyone was stunned, Ximen Qing said: "Brother Wu Dao, all this money belongs to you!"
Wu Dalang shook his head repeatedly and refused to agree: "This, this, this... so much money, I don't want... Dear officials, please do me a favor and let me out! Today's joke was too big.
some!"
Everyone quickly pushed Wu Dalang back to his seat and explained in a flurry, but Wu Dalang rolled his eyes: "I am the Earth Cooking Star? I am the Earth Cooking Star? Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering people with great mercy and compassion! This star of heaven
Is your name something that can be used casually as a joke? Officials, please stop playing tricks on me and show mercy and let me live my life!"
Ximen Qing and others swore and swore until their mouths went dry. Wu Dalang was doubtful and said: "Am I really a star chef? Officials, please don't coax me into agreeing randomly, but you are laughing at me again!"
Talking to such a fool was more tiring than practicing martial arts for an hour. It was only then that Ximen Qing finally understood Einstein's theory of relativity. He feebly pushed the money bag towards Wu Dalang:
"Brother Martial Arts, if you were not the reincarnation of the Earthly Cooking Star, and if your cooking cakes did not have such magical effects, people would not pay such a high price to buy your cooking cakes!"
Wu Dalang shrank and tried to stay as far away from the robe as possible, as if it contained scorpions instead of copper coins. He murmured: "This... this has nothing to do with me...the money belongs to the high official of Ximen."
Take it back!"
This Wu Dalang is so timid, which is beyond Ximen Qing's expectation. When he thought about it carefully, he was also expected. Since he was a child, just because he was shorter, he had to endure many tricks and ridicules before he became like this.
It is unbelievable to think that such a sly and cowardly person, such a kind and cowardly person, has such a heroic and upright younger brother. As the saying goes, nine sons are born from a dragon, and the sons are different.
At that moment, Ximen Qing ordered the wine and food to be served, thinking that the relationship between Chinese people is always brought closer at the wine table. In addition, wine is very timid, so maybe after three rounds of wine, the conversation will be smoother. After a while,
The banquet was presented with tortoiseshell turtles and hibiscus. Ximen Qing picked up the wine glass and said, "Xiao Ke has returned to the underworld today. Firstly, I am happy to reunite with my martial arts brother and my old friend. Secondly, I want to thank Daoist Master Wu for helping me when he returned to the soul. Thirdly, thank you for your help."
Don’t worry—Ximen Qing is here to greet you with a drink! Come on, come on! Everyone, pick up your plate! Let’s go one by one!”
Everyone responded one after another: "Official officials from Ximen, please! Officials from Wu, please!"
Wu Dalang was dumbfounded, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Am I actually a local chef?" When others tried to persuade him to drink, he did not refuse. He took a sip and drank nothing.
After drinking a jar of wine, everyone started to feel free and easy, and Wu Dalang's eyes also glowed with excitement. Ximen Qing took the opportunity to propose a marketing plan of "you do it and I sell it", but Wu Dalang just nodded repeatedly.
But when it came to dividing the accounts in the later period, Ximen Qing said that it should be divided into nine points, one for himself and nine for Wu Dalang. The reason was that it was easier for him to make money than for Wu Dalang. Wu Dalang refused to do it on the spot, blushing and having a thick neck, so he decided to leave his job and go home. Fortunately
After everyone tried to persuade him, Wu Dalang sat back down again.
Wu Dalang patted the table and insisted on his own. Ximen Qingjiu came to divide the accounts. Only then did everyone realize that this guy's voice was not low after drinking.
At the end of the shouting, it was Wu Zongjia who said: "The two Star Lords are sworn friends in this world, why do we need to talk over a few small coins?" Then they agreed on a 50-50 split, and asked Xia Gongji to write a contract in triplicate, and everyone returned
Those who were sober signed their names, and those who were drunk had their fingerprints pressed. Ximen Qing and Wu Dalang each held one copy, and Wu Zongjia also held one as the sponsor's representative. Everyone was happy.
Ximen Qing then told Uncle Fu and Ben Si to arrange the matter carefully, and do their best to every drop of oil and spoonful of noodles. Fu and Ben agreed and left the table to do their business.
Among the remaining people, Wu Zongjia was the most generous and hospitable, and Dian Shi and the county magistrate were the wine bags and rice bags with the number of Qinghe County. Several people drank loudly and drank hard, and finally drank under the table.
Only Ximen Qing, relying on his youth and vigor, drank calmly, but his chest was already a bit turbulent. Although Wu Dalang also drank a lot, except for his rough and rough grain bark face, he looked a little...
Although he was red, his whole body looked as if nothing had happened.
Ximen Qing sent Laibao Laiwang and others to send Wu Zongjia and others back first. Seeing Wu Dalang burping, he asked with a loud tongue: "Brother Wu Dao... you... you... can you go back alone?"
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Wu Dalang patted his chest: "I am a local chef, no problem!"
The two walked out of the Lion House together. After Wu Dalang drank so much, he actually remembered to ask for his burden of cooking cakes, which made Ximen Qing amazed.
"Master Ximen, I'm going now. Please relax, since we have made an appointment, I, Wu Dalang, will never delay your cooking cakes tomorrow!" Wu Dalang said as he threw the money into the empty bag.
He strode away with a load of cooking cakes.
Ximen Qing watched Wu Dalang's steady back disappear at the end of the long street. When the autumn wind blew, he felt that his stomach was turned upside down. He hurriedly found a corner of the corner where he could carry the person, and spat out "Wow".
The first feeling was that the throat was twice as big as the last, which seemed to violate the principles of human body. What's more, the tube rushed out of the nose in a hurry, which created a physiological miracle! Ximen Qing took out the cotton fabric while
Coming from Wei, he said with insight: "I just found out today that Wu Da Wu Er is indeed a brother! These two scolded the people next door. They are all tested by alcohol and are made of special materials!"
As soon as he stretched out his hand and touched the contract in his sleeve, Ximen Qing immediately struggled out of the vomiting mess and laughed: "Hahaha! Wu Zhi has fallen into my trap, can Wu Song be far behind?" This is exactly what happened.
yes:
I just want the green pines to welcome the wind and rain, not the golden lotus playing with the waves. If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation in the next chapter.