There are only eight dishes in the building. I like to eat them but don’t eat them. There are no other dishes, but they are very expensive. For example, a plate of white-cut chicken actually sold for five taels of silver. You know, at Zhaixing Restaurant, Zhong Yue and Lao Gou had a meal at a sea of ​​ate and paid only two taels of silver.

In the quiet small room on one side, two of them who were about to enter the Dragon Pool tomorrow sat opposite each other, looked down at the small face of the star in front of them, and sighed.

"Just because of this bowl of small starry noodles, no one in the world dares to call them big noodles. It looks so hard to resist the deliciousness." Bao Rong raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef slices as thin as a cicada's wings, and put them in his mouth.

"The He family has no idea, how about it, you and I will join forces?"

Zhang Ruoxu said lightly: "In the past few days, that person has often gone in and out of the Qinglong Palace. When you go in tomorrow, you will first drive this annoying fly out."

"Turn out? The flies will naturally be slapped to death."

"Will the Zhang family beg for a hurry to jump over the wall?"

Bao Rong looked warm. If it weren't for the cold words, he wouldn't have imagined that he said it. "Do you think Zhang Qijun has no idea about me waiting for you?"

"You bet he dare not touch us?"

"Hmph! Xingsu City is already in a dead end. Long Sheng died in Huanan Temple eighty years ago. He has been surviving with this horn killing formation in the past few decades. Do you think he can survive for the next eighty years?"

Zhang Ruoxu said lightly: "The He family has not spoken. You and I have been staring at this piece of fat for many years. Since Zhang Qijun is seeking death this time, I will kill He Zhizhang with him. At that time, you will steal the dragon and turn the phoenix. Do you think the three major families in Wuzhong will come together, and how do you think Zhang Qijun choose?"

Bao Rong smiled and said, "This old man is self-righteous and wants to get a son-in-law. He doesn't even look at us. Who dares to protect his Zhang family now?"

Zhang Ruoxu held the soybeans in the bowl with chopsticks, "The fish on the chopping board is not qualified to pick a knife or a stake."

Bang!

The soybeans rolled down on the table, jumped a few times, and then fell to the ground again.
Chapter completed!