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Chapter fifty-fifth: what to do with me

"Senior Brother HP?" The monk Pusheng, who was standing by the door, suddenly waved to HP who was sitting in the middle of the side hall, "Come and see?"

"Look at your sister!" HP stood up and walked towards the door while pinching his fists. "How many times have I told you, don't call me HP? Why, Brother Pusheng, are you itchy again? I need my elder brother, I'll help you treat it? Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you."

"This, Senior Brother Puhui, am I screaming with Junior Brother Wukong?" Pusheng touched his bald head and replied with a honest look on his face, "Look, didn't you agree to Junior Brother Wukong call you that?"

"Wukong is only five years old, how old are you?" HP walked over and slapped Pu Sheng on his bald head without hesitation, "What's the matter when I ask me to come here?"

"Who do you think? Which one was pulled out of the hall just now?" Pusheng pointed to the atrium with his hand, "Is it the General Manager Gai who brought us in just now?"

"It's really him?" HP also said curiously, "Why did he look like he was beaten by Lu Chengde?"

"No way?" Dao Guang and others also ran over, "Didn't he come to see Jingjiehu? Why was he beaten by Jingjiehu? Is there any idiot in this world who can give faces to someone to beat him? I said Junior Brother Wukong, is this the kind of weird thing you said that after slapping the left face, you must give faces to you to continue hitting him!"

"Although I've said that's right, but..." Wukong, who ran over curiously, looked at Gai Yanju in a little surprised, "Senior brothers, I really didn't expect that there was such a strange existence in this world. In fact, I always thought that this strangeness should not exist."

Just as Gai Yanju had just left the atrium under the eyes of everyone, he followed Wukong and the others and saw the old manager Lu Zhi walking out of the hall and walking towards Wukong and the others. When he was far away, he began to greet Wukong and the others with a smile on his face, "Masters, you can go in. Our eldest son wants to meet you all."

"Did you hear that, Master Lu wants to meet us?" HP waved his hand at the other monks, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take the guy with me. Remember, if anyone dares to be disrespectful to me, Dalin Temple, don't give me face, just do it. Except don't beat me to death, you can do whatever you want."

This is a confusion in Lu Zhi's ears! What does it mean to not give you face, just do it directly? What kind of face do you have in our Lu family? No matter how powerful you are, can you still be able to use people to kill you? If it weren't for your sake, you would think you could be so arrogant in our Lu family?

"Master HP!" Lu Zhi looked at the stout monk in front of him, "This is the Lu family in Jiujiang!"

"I know!" HP didn't care about Lu Zhi's eyes at all, and Feng Qingyun waved his hand calmly, "It's not the Lu family, do I need to be so careful? Old manager, you don't need to remind me, I'll accept it with kindness!"

Damn, is this human word you said? Lu Zhi really wished he could pick up a knife and give this monk a few tricks.

The hall of the Lu family was similar to when Gai Yan just mentioned it. There were a few people in the corner calling Lu to gamble on some pheasant. Grand Master Lu was sitting lazily on several tables near the door, holding a copper wine pot in his hand. However, behind Grand Master Lu Chengde, there was a burly man.

"This is the Great Monk of Puhui? It's really burly..." After seeing HP and his group walk into the hall, Lu Chengde, who was sitting on several tables, waved the wine pot on the leading HP, "Fuping Shiwanchun, don't you have a sip of new wine?"

Nowadays, many of us know that aged wine is more valuable than new wine. For example, xo means that aged wines over fifty years old, and everyone sells them at a very expensive price. However, during the Tang Dynasty, because there was no technology for distilled wine at that time, most of the wines had a very low degree.

If the alcohol content in the wine is very low, it is basically the same as that of the drink. It cannot be kept for a long time, because it will easily deteriorate after a long time, which will affect the taste. So in fact, at this time of the early Tang Dynasty, the price of new wine was higher than that of aged wine.

For example, the famous poet Du Fu once wrote, "The market is far away and there is no flavor, and the wine is poor and the wine is poor," which means, I am very poor, and I can't even take out the new wine when the customer comes. Oh, what should I do if there is only aged wine at home? Let's deal with it!

So, here, Master Lu told HP that the wine in his hand was new. This does not mean that Master Lu was stingy, but that he was generous and the new Shiwanchun, this kind of good wine is really hard to buy on the ground in Jiangzhou.

"This Tan Yue, I never drink wine!" HP first waved his hand seriously, and then continued, "But since Tan Yue, you sincerely want to treat you, I will not be able to refute your kindness. But the pot in your hand is too small, so just order it and exchange it for me for a jar that has not been opened. In addition, prepare some barbecue or something to make wine."

"Hahahahahahaha!" After hearing HP's words, Lu Chengde first looked at HP with a steady moment, then suddenly laughed. With his hands and feet, a lot of wine in the wine pot in his hand spilled out.

When Lu Chengde was laughing wildly, Wukong also hid in the pile of monks, looking at his nominal brother curiously.

This eldest son Lu is a little thin, but his skeleton looks very large, so his whole body looks a bit like the mummy in the movies that Wukong had watched in his previous life, with his sleepy eye sockets and cheeks. Of course, the difference is that the eldest son Lu looks much more moister than mummy.

His eyes were not very big. I wonder if it was because he was facing the living room door. Wukong even felt that he could see a flash of green light between his brother's eyes.

After a while, the laughing eldest son of Lu Chengdelu stopped and then pointed at HP with a wine pot, "No, you are very good. You are the most interesting monk I have ever seen..."

Then, Lu Chengde leaned forward slightly, narrowed his eyes and looked at HP, and then said, "I have a good impression of you. How about it? Do you plan to stay in secular life and follow me? What do you want? You can just speak up."
Chapter completed!
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