Chapter 829: Fighting for Riches
Although he was not very polite, Lu Yang really felt that Grandpa Meng's cultural level might not be much higher than Mangu's.
Perhaps even between equals.
"Then Meng Po Ci and Meng Po Li...forget it, I won't ask." Lu Yang felt that he was an elder after all, so there was no need to ask about such rude things, lest Lao Meng leak too many secrets and the Meng family would kick Lao Meng out. Leave Meng Mansion.
"Where is that place?" Lu Yang pointed to a room full of restrictions. The door was guarded by the Meng family elders, like a forbidden area.
“A place where IOUs are stored.”
“My father told me that if all those IOUs are cashed, I can buy half of the imperial city.”
Lu Yang took a breath of air. No wonder it was a forbidden area. It would be impossible to send too many people to guard this place.
"It's not just the IOU, our Meng family has a magical power called 'borrowing'. When a monk above the combined level comes to borrow money from us, he will not only leave the IOU, but also lend us one of his moves. "
“Our family will print this move on paper. If we encounter a battle, we can reproduce that person’s move.”
"So powerful." This is probably the Meng family's unique magical power. Lu Yang has never heard of anyone else having this ability.
Even the Immortal Fairy shook his head and said he had never heard of it.
…
Meng Potian, Lao Ma, and the chief steward Xu You gathered together. The three brothers had not been together for nearly six years and were having a drink in the side room.
The old horse was lying lazily on the wooden chair, using magic to bring the grass on the plate to his mouth. The horse's hooves were stuck to the wine glass, and he drank sip after sip.
“Lao Ma worked hard taking care of the boat along the way.”
Lao Ma wanted to politely say that it was not hard, but when he thought of the frightening experience of the past six years, he couldn't just smile and say "it's not hard."
“If you don’t work hard, your life will be hard.”
Meng Potian: “…”
He remembered that Lao Ma was quite humble before, but he became like this after becoming his son's protector.
"What do you think of this kid Lu Yang?" Meng Potian had a good impression of Lu Yang. He had seen many young talents, but none of them could compare to Lu Yang in terms of cultivation or conduct.
If Lu Yang and Xiaoyu could see eye to eye, getting married would not be a joke.
The corner of Lao Ma's eyes twitched, and bad memories came to his mind. He suddenly remembered the scene where Lu Yang accidentally resurrected the immortal fairy.
"Let me just say this, your Meng family's IOU can buy half of the imperial city, right?"
"right."
“His luck can destroy half of the imperial city.”
…
“Would you like something delicious?” Meng Jingzhou asked.
Lu Yang was puzzled: "Didn't you eat it when you were receiving the wind and washing the dust? I thought it was quite delicious?"
"Those are not the most delicious. Those spiritual foods pursue both taste and effect, but they cannot have both, so they are a bit inferior compared to real delicacies. The one I took you to eat is the most delicious place in the Imperial City. "After all, the Imperial City is also his own territory, and Meng Jingzhou must fulfill his duties as a landlord.
"Then go." Lu Yang said with a smile. He remembered that the senior sister liked to taste the local delicacies wherever she went. If it was as delicious as Meng Jingzhou praised, he could take a portion with him when he left the Imperial City. .
Considering Meng Jingzhou’s great reputation in the Imperial City and everyone in the Imperial City knew him, the two of them consciously put on masks when they left the Meng Mansion.
Tianxiang Tower was overcrowded. Fortunately, Lu Yang and his wife were not the last to arrive. When they arrived, there were still three empty tables left.
By the time they were seated and ordered, the two empty tables were already occupied.
"It's really delicious." After the dish was served, Lu Yang picked up a chopstick and tasted it. Lao Meng really wasn't lying. It was even better than what he had eaten at Meng's house.
“Then, how can my taste be so bad?” Meng Jingzhou was very proud and couldn’t wait to eat.
He hasn't had anything to eat in five or six years.
Perhaps because of the repulsion among peers, Immortal Fairy disdained the food at Tianxiang Tower.
While Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were having dinner and discussing what to do next, they noticed some commotion at the entrance of the restaurant and couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.
I saw an extraordinary young man in black clothes walking in with his female companion in his arms. He did not care about the impact in front of a large crowd. There were two guards behind the young man.
Lu Yang noticed that the black clothes worn by the young man were woven with dark golden threads spun out by the iceberg silkworm. It was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to weapons and bullets, which was extremely rare.
Even in the imperial city where officials and officials are everywhere, there are not many people who are qualified to wear such clothes.
“There’s no place?” The young man frowned. There were so many people in the restaurant that there wasn’t even an empty table.
He walked straight to one of the tables and stared down at the guests at one of the tables.
“This place is occupied by my young master, you guys, get out of here.”
The guests at the table seemed to realize that the young man was not someone to be trifled with, so they quickly bowed their heads and gave up their seats.
The young man saw Meng Jingzhou's table of relatively simple dishes and sneered: "Don't come here if you are a poor man."
Then he waved again: "Xiao Er, bring me a pot of century-old immortal drunkenness!"
The diners were shocked when they heard the young man's casual tone.
An ordinary pot of Immortal Drunk is the annual income of a small family in the Imperial City. If it is a hundred-year-old Immortal Drunk, its value is unimaginably high.
Even though all the people who come to the restaurant are rich or noble, there are only a few who can order a century-old drink.
The female companion saw the young man's boldness and dazzling beauty, so she pressed closer to him, and even deliberately rubbed her breast against the young man's arm.
Meng Jingzhou snorted coldly. He had never seen anyone show off their wealth in front of him.
As for showing off your female companion, that is even more excessive.
He immediately called to the waiter: "Bring me a pot of Centennial Immortal Drunk, too."
The young man seemed not to have heard Meng Jingzhou's words and continued to order: "Steamed fish in cloud and mist. If you want it, it will be ten years old. If you miss one year, your restaurant will be destroyed!"
Meng Jingzhou ordered the dishes in a decent manner, without even looking at the price: "Waiter, let me have a steamed fish in the mist, from the tenth year."
The young man glanced at Meng Jingzhou with a strange expression, thinking he was a monk from out of town looking for a job in the Imperial City. He sneered and picked out the expensive ones: "Boiled Five Elements Spirit Vegetables, Braised Sun-Crying Chicken, Taiqing Soul Refining Porridge..."
“Let’s also boil the Five Elements Spirit Vegetables, braise the Sun-Crowing Chicken, and Taiqing Soul Refining Porridge…”
Meng Jingzhou didn't want to order these at first. Although these were great tonics, they didn't taste as good as the ones he ordered at the beginning, but he didn't mind having fun with the young man.
Meng Jingzhou followed whatever the young man ordered without any backwards steps. The young man no longer had the unique feeling of seeing all the small places in the mountains, and felt that he had lost face in front of his female companion.
He slammed the table: "I'm going to ask you, waiter, what's the most expensive thing here!"
The waiter hesitated for a moment and said cautiously:
“If I tell you, the rent here is the most expensive.”
(End of this chapter)