Chapter 24
Chen Muxue and Cen Lizhui very tacitly dumped Lay Yinlin onto the table in the middle of the lobby. The guests who were eating at that table had already avoided and looked at Chen Muxue.
The latter smiled and pointed at the layman Yinlin: "He treats guests, he is a relative of the boss."
The shopkeeper and cook who heard the commotion ran out quickly, and they couldn't believe it when they saw the layman in the hidden forest who was unconscious on the table and covered in dust and vegetable oil.
The cook rubbed his eyes, and confirmed again and again that it was layman Yinlin lying on the table instead of Chen Muxue, his voice trembling: "He...you..."
Although the shopkeeper's face was also very ugly, he immediately reacted: "Girl, no, sect master, you are..."
Chen Muxue patted the ashes on her hands: "This person is probably with you, too?"
The shopkeeper's face was livid: "Ahem, I don't know this monk, I'm afraid the sect master made a mistake."
"Really?" Chen Muxue's eyes flashed teasingly, "Before he fainted, he said he came because of the restaurant."
The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned from green to black.
What exactly is going on? How is this possible!
Isn’t the woman in front of me the only one who has built a foundation? Why did the hidden forest dweller, who had achieved great success in the Jindan stage, be dragged here by them when he fell into a coma?
"Actually nothing happened today, it's just that this man broke a table of mine. Oh, my table is a golden nanmu table that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Qianding family. It would be fine if it was just ordinary golden nanmu. , that is a table that has been raised by the spirit of the immortal for ninety-nine and eighty-one years, it is hard to find in the world!"
Cen Li chasing to the side listening with black lines all over his head. This is how the ordinary wooden table moved from nowhere increases in value.
"One thousand taels! Why don't you grab it!" The greasy cook couldn't help shouting.
The shopkeeper quickly patted him, signaling him to shut up with his eyes.
Didn’t you see our backstage lying half dead on the table right now?
No matter how bad foundation building is, it is for immortal cultivators, and for ordinary people like them, it is also at the level of clouds in the sky!
Chen Muxue seemed to be very embarrassed after thinking for a while, and said reluctantly: "Oh, I really can't help it. Considering that your restaurant is so small, I guess you can't afford it. But, I am a kind person, so I will be more tolerant. You just pay one hundred taels."
"You are relying on your status as a cultivator to do evil. If we report it, people from the government and the cultivation world will come to arrest you!" The cook said unwillingly.
The owner of this small restaurant only needs 30% of the income, and the remaining 70%.
At one thousand taels, he just yelled casually out of shock, and he didn't mean to stop him, because he knew they couldn't afford one thousand taels, even if they killed them, but at one hundred taels, he couldn't bear it. Stopped, and began to use threats to try to get Chen Muxue to give up.
Because they really can afford one hundred taels!
Chen Muxue still has some understanding of this big structure. In this world, there are many cultivators in the imperial court, and both the imperial court and the cultivation world have an association to manage the affairs of the cultivators in the mortal world, so as to protect the common people. life.
Although Chen Muxue didn't really ask for a hundred taels, he actually started threatening...
(end of this chapter)