Refining Genius Cultivation/C16 Shang jing restaurant
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C16 Shang jing restaurant

After placing Zhan Tian into a box that he had prepared a long time ago, Fang Yunlong changed into a set of cyan colored robes, put Zhan Tian on his back, and then walked into the busy trading area with ease.

At this time, Fang Yunlong looked like an extremely weak, young master that was carrying a zither on his back as he ambled through the bustling area.

In order to prevent Fang Qing from snitching on him, he was even forced to "sell" the Xiaoyun to her.

Unexpectedly, he had left for seven days. Fortunately, Third Uncle had brought back the news that he was with Smelting Clan's grandfather. Otherwise, his mother would have punished him by forcing him to kneel for three days and three nights.

Fang Yunlong thought, but since he was not in a hurry to go home, he might as well play around here today. After thinking it through, Fang Yunlong walked into the nearby Shangjing Restaurant in a hurry. He wanted to find out more news and fill in the five viscera temple.

The Shangjing Restaurant was the biggest and best restaurant in the entire Shangjing Trade Area, and even in the entire Shangjing area, it was one of the best restaurants. It was three stories high, and its decorations were extravagant and magnificent.

In these past few years, Fang Yunlong had always maintained a low profile, living in seclusion in the Fang family estate. Even the servants in the Fang family's Outer Palace had not seen this young master of the Fang family, even when he sneaked out to learn swordsmanship from the smelters.

He also directly ran towards the smithy, and had never gone through the Shangjing in detail before. This time, he could be considered to have mastered swordsmanship, so it was appropriate for him to relax a bit.

As soon as they entered the restaurant, a waiter ran over and said, "Young Master, please come upstairs."

Originally, the first floor of Shangjing Restaurant was a place for ordinary clothes and food. The customers on the second floor were well-dressed and elegant scholars, while the third floor was where the nobles and officials would gather for their meals. Fang Yunlong was dressed in silk and was dressed like a scholar. Naturally, he was lured to the second floor by the sharp-eyed shop assistant.

The first floor of the restaurant was filled with all sorts of smells and sounds of shouting and drinking. It was extremely lively as it was filled with the cries of some impoverished martial artists and tyrants who were drinking wine in big gulps.

Reaching the second floor, Fang Yunlong felt an obvious difference, a world of difference. The air was filled with the faint aroma of wine, mixed with the various flavors of Shangjing Restaurant's food, which was even more intoxicating.

The neat rows of square tables were filled with well-dressed people. Among them, there was no lack of elegant scholars and outstanding scholars. They drank wine and had a good time as they whispered to each other. Fang Yunlong nodded in satisfaction, thinking that the Shangjing Restaurant indeed lived up to its name.

Under the guidance of the servant, Fang Yunlong arrived at an empty table. The servant immediately wiped the table and poured himself a cup of tea and asked: "Young Noble, what do you want to order?"

Fang Yunlong had only heard of Shangjing Restaurant, but had never heard of it before.

With Fang Yunlong's appetite, all of these could only fill his stomach. However, since Fang Yunlong was disguised as a scholar, it was naturally not something that could be done differently.

"Alright, Young Master, please wait." The clerk hurried downstairs.

Fang Yunlong removed Zhan Tian from his back and lightly placed him on the table. He drank his tea and quietly listened to the discussions around him.

On a table near the window sat four scholars. One of them, a white-faced scholar, said in a low voice: "Brother Sun, Brother Lu, a beautiful lady with a country's fragrance, called Yimeng, had just arrived at the Yi Feng Restaurant.

A few days ago, Brother Zhang and I went to enjoy it. " Then, he revealed an obscene smile.

The person sitting next to the white-faced scholar immediately replied, "That's right, Brother Chen and I waited at the Eternal Phoenix Restaurant for nearly six hours before making it. However, it's not a place where we can easily meet Yimeng.

You need to write a poem or answer her three questions before you can see her. Fortunately, Brother Chen and I were already prepared, so we took out our best poems and barely managed to meet Yimeng once. "

Scholar Sun and Scholar Lu quickly asked, "How is it? How does Yimeng look, is she really a beauty? "

Scholar Chen hesitated, but before he could say anything, Scholar Zhang said, "How could it be so easy to see a beauty? She was wearing a veil to meet us, and even performed a soul-stirring performance in front of the crowd. It's an incomparably beautiful performance. It can be said to be a three day detour."

Seeing the scornful smile on Scholar Sun and Scholar Lu's faces, Scholar Chen hurriedly said, "To see Yimeng's true face, one must at least surpass her in terms of poetry, poetry, zither music, calligraphy and painting.

Even Xin Zidong, the great scholar whose name filled the capital, returned in disappointment. He had only answered two questions. However, I think with Brother Sun and Brother Lu's talent, you could easily see Yimeng's true face without any effort. "

Scholar Sun and Scholar Lu revealed looks of surprise when they heard that their entire capital's Scholar Xin Zidong had lost to Yimeng. When they heard Scholar Chen's last sentence, their faces turned yellow.

Seeing that Scholar Sun and Scholar Lu's faces changed, Scholar Chen inwardly laughed, and said: "It's better to bump into each other than to meet by chance. Since there's such a chance, Brother Zhang, let's go to the Heavenly Phoenix Restaurant with Brother Sun and Brother Lu, and take a look at Yimeng's real appearance.

Brother Sun, Brother Lu, you guys wouldn't be afraid to go, right? "

Hearing Scholar Chen's provocation, Scholar Sun and Scholar Lu looked at each other, forced a smile, and said: "Haha, after we finish our meal, let's go to Yifeng Restaurant.

Today, let us brothers capture Yimeng's heart and take over Hua Kui's body in one fell swoop so that you two can see our methods. "

Hearing this, Fang Yunlong felt that it was extremely funny. At this time, he heard a red-faced man snorting from a table not far from the few scholars.

He whispered to his companion, "At this critical time in the country, there are actually these so-called scholars who are vilified and jealous of a woman in a brothel." It seemed that this was a martial arts expert who had overheard the words of a scholar.

At this time, Fang Yunlong's dishes had already been served. As expected, they were delicious and filled to the brim with food, causing Fang Yunlong to want to eat heartily. However, he still endured it and slowly savored it, imitating the scholarly look.

At this time, the young man next to the red-faced man said, "Big brother, lower your voice. Don't argue with them. Everyone has their own aspirations, so you can't force them.

"Hmph, a scholar is completely useless!" Despite the red-faced man's rough appearance, he was able to utter such classic words.

The young man chuckled and said, "Big Brother, although you don't like to read books, you should remember quite a bit of those famous words of ridicule from the scholars."

The red-faced man said in embarrassment, "These are all facts, of course I know them. This time, the Great Song Empire invaded me. They were full of wolf's ambition, and actually wanted to snatch the position of the overlord of my Tang Dynasty. Hmph, hanging themselves from an old star, they must be tired of living.

Second Brother, how is the Shangjing martial artist you contacted? "

"Big brother, it's about time. This time, I even managed to grab the three disciples of the Chief Escort Officer, Fang Tianfeng. His kung fu is definitely top-notch." As he spoke to here, the young man couldn't help but reveal a proud smile.

"Good!" As expected, they were three men with bloodlines! "Great white light." After he finished speaking, he picked up the large bowl in front of him and finished it in one gulp.

The young man continued: "With the business of the Escort Office booming, the three of them, upon hearing that they are going to the front lines to defend the Great Song Empire, immediately requested to join our team and immediately informed Chief Escort Fang Tianfeng.

This is why we are able to set off together with us, so, we have a great man in our team, once we reach the front lines, we will definitely make other martial artists look at us in admiration, and a great man from Shangjing will definitely make the Great Song Empire afraid! "

"Alright!" The red-faced man gulped down another bowl of soup and said, "Second Brother, inform that Wu Lin has arrived. We will gather at the Flowing Cloud Ridge five miles outside the southern city wall in three days' time. I can't wait for you to reach the front lines and kill the enemy."

Just as Fang Yunlong was leisurely listening to the patrons of the restaurant talking, a waiter led two young men upstairs. These two people had delicate features, white teeth, red lips, delicate skin, and slightly red cheeks.

One of them wore a blue warrior robe, holding a Long Sword in his hand, he strided forward with his head held high. Behind him, there was a person wearing a white scholar robe, his eyes looked around, and he looked like a clear spring.

When Fang Yunlong heard the commotion, he looked up to see that the young man dressed in the warrior robe was her third sister, Fang Ling. He did not expect her to run out of the house disguised as a woman again, but he did not know which one was following behind her.

Third sister would frequently describe the beautiful scenery of Shangjing to her close female friends who she knew, then lure them out together and sneak into the Shangjing to stroll around.

This time, Third Sis had lured out another famous girl.

Not wanting to be seen by the Third Sister, Fang Yunlong gently performed his retraction technique and quietly turned to the other side with his things, leaving his back to the Third Sister Fang Ling.

Fang Yunlong was satisfied with his actions. He brought over a hundred jin of Heaven Cutting Art and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and easily performed the Earth Withdrawal Art. He believed that no one would be able to see his movements even if they were in front of everyone just now.

Just that, although Third Sis Fang Ling was able to recognize Fang Yunlong when he dodged the attack, he was unable to avoid the attack on his table.

Originally, there were a lot of people on the second floor today, but it was already full. It seemed like only Fang Yunlong was sitting at his own table, so the shop assistant led Fang Ling and the scholar who was disguised as a man to come over.

Walking to Fang Yunlong's side, the shop assistant lowered his head and asked: "Sir, sorry to bother you. The upper floor is full of guests, and now there are two more gentlemen here.

Seeing that he could not avoid it, Fang Yunlong thought to himself, it's a blessing not a curse, it's a curse that he could not avoid.

The shop assistant hurriedly thanked them. After wiping away the tables and stools on the side, he gestured for the two to take a seat. Seeing that there were no more empty tables, although Fang Ling was extremely unwilling to join others,

Since he had no other choice, he nodded and sat across from Fang Yunlong. At the same time, he pointed to his side and said to the scholar: "Younger brother, take a seat."

After hearing what Fang Ling said, the scholar sat down awkwardly. At this time, Fang Yunlong raised the teacup in her hand, and said to Fang Ling who was standing opposite of him: "Third brother, what a coincidence!"

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