Finally, the opening ceremony of Anxiang Pavilion started on time.

The ceremony process was very traditional. First, the boss, Zhao Weinan, took the stage and said something high-sounding, thanking him for his support.

When everyone saw Zhao Weinan on stage, they suddenly understood.

It turns out that the Anxiang Pavilion, which has stirred up the turmoil in the county in recent days, is actually the property of the Zhao family, one of the five major families.

No wonder there was such a big fuss and there were so many dignitaries congratulating me.

After Zhao Weinan finished his speech, Mu Qianxun came on stage in full dress, played the piano with his own hands, and played two pieces of music under the expectation of everyone.

Although it was just two pieces of piano music, it was already an exception for Mu Qianxun.

The beautiful music made the audience in the audience mesmerized and full of praise.

After the two piano pieces were played, Mu Qianxun was about to leave the stage, but was stopped by Zhao Weinan.

The latter handed a bottle of perfume to her hand, then thrust a small note to Mu Qianxun and whispered.

"Miss Mu, don't be in a hurry to step down. This is the advertising slogan that Brother Han asked me to give you.

Later, just make a few charming movements and read out these advertising slogans."

Mu Qianxun was stunned and looked at the advertisement on the note in his hand. A pair of beautiful eyes suddenly radiated a sharp cold light.

Zhao Weinan shivered for no reason.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance about this matter?"

Mu Qianxun looked at Zhao Weinan coldly.

"Eh……"

Zhao Weinan explained in a low voice with an embarrassed look on his face.

"This is also what Brother Han ordered. He said that he would tell you after you take the stage. Brother Han also said that you, Miss Mu, should act in accordance with the contract and perform the duties of the spokesperson..."

Zhao Weinan's voice became softer and softer as he spoke, feeling extremely guilty for fear of making Mu Qianxun unhappy.

"Korean style!"

Mu Qianxun's delicate body trembled slightly as she chanted the name viciously in her heart.

However, in front of the people in the city, Mu Qianxun couldn't really get angry on the spot.

What's more, he and Han Feng did sign a contract.

After a moment of silence, Mu Qianxun gritted his teeth and took the perfume.

Immediately, under the surprised eyes of countless spectators, Mu Qianxun returned to the center of the stage.

She held the perfume in the palm of her hand, twisted her waist slightly to form a perfect curve, tried hard to be kind and gentle with her eyes, and spoke in a charming and soft voice.

"The dark fragrance lasts forever, and the classics will be passed down forever. You... deserve to have the Dark Fragrance Pavilion perfume!"

The entire audience was silent, and everyone was confused. What does this mean?

The poem is not like poetry, and the lyrics are not like lyrics, but it sounds quite pleasant to the ear.

But facts have proven that Mu Qianxun has the ability to turn decay into magic.

After a long silence, cheers like a tsunami broke out!

"Good poem...good poem...!"

"Miss Mu is so beautiful!"

“Miss Mu’s poems are great!”

"I will definitely buy the perfume recommended by Miss Mu!"

…

Such cheers came one after another!

Countless people have deeply remembered this scene, and also remembered this classic line spoken by Mu Qianxun.

For a long time from now on, this advertising slogan will be sung in Bailong County.

Mu Qianxun's cheeks under the veil were already burning like fire.

Qiang Zi calmly resisted the shame and anger in his heart and the urge to cut someone into pieces, and hurriedly bowed and stepped down.

Because the crowd in the audience was too crazy, Mu Qianxun had no choice but to leave Anxiang Pavilion early, and he didn't know if he went back to think about how to take revenge on Han Feng.

At the same time, the Han family branch on the outskirts of Bailong County.

Han Feng opened the door, took a deep breath of fresh air outside the courtyard, and felt refreshed.

In the past two days, Han Feng, who had enough spiritual stones, finally enjoyed the feeling of practicing like crazy.

Because the training time was too short, his cultivation was still at the five-star level of martial arts. However, Han Feng entered the Huzhong realm last night to practice "Collapse of Thunder" and successfully mastered it.

This upper-level mortal martial arts skill is indeed more difficult to practice than the Mountain Fist and White Rainbow Steps.

Han Feng practiced in Huzhong for a whole night and consumed ten spirit stones before he successfully entered the realm.

Although his little flesh was in pain, Han Feng was very satisfied after trying the power of Beng Lei Jin.

If I were to meet that man with the steel sword again now, I would be absolutely sure to kill him without any harm.

Looking up at the sky outside the courtyard, Han Feng muttered to himself again.

"At this time, the woman should have finished her performance and returned to Sajin Pavilion.

Now that she's gone, it's time for me to go see the city."

Different from the previous visits to the city, Han Feng planned to take his whole family out to the county town to see the opening of Anxiang Pavilion.

In the past few days, when Bing'er and Butler Zhang went to the city to do shopping, they also heard about the 'Dark Fragrance Pavilion' and 'Perfume', and they often discussed them in the house.

As for perfume, even Chu Hanxin, who usually has a cold temperament and doesn't like gossip.

They all paid special attention to it and asked a few more questions. Apparently they were also very interested in this special spice.

Han Feng saw it, but kept it secret from everyone, that he was the majority shareholder of Anxiang Pavilion.

Think about it, now the time is ripe to share this surprise with your family.

In this way, when I make money in the future, I won't have to make excuses to buy spiritual stones and elixirs for them.

At that moment, Han Feng asked Binger to summon everyone to the front hall.

Today, Han Lei's injury has recovered. In addition to benefiting from spiritual stones and tonics, the main reason for his rapid recovery is.

Or because a few days ago, Han Feng dropped a drop of life spirit liquid into his bowl of soup.

In the past few days, Han Feng had been practicing with spirit stones, and the Demon Refining Pot condensed two more drops of life spirit liquid.

Han Feng wanted to take both drops to Han Lei, but Xian'er stopped him.

It was said that Han Lei's body could not bear such a large dose of medicine.

The results also proved that what Xian'er said was correct. Just a drop of life spirit liquid not only allowed Han Lei to recover from his injuries overnight, but also successfully broke through to the fifth-star martial arts level, reaching the same level as Han Feng.

"Brother, Bing'er said you want to take us to the county town?"

Han Lei wiped the sweat from his forehead. As a cultivator, he couldn't wait to start practicing as soon as he recovered from his injury.

Moreover, since Han Chen proposed marriage, Han Lei is now extremely obedient to Han Feng's words.

Han Feng grinned at Han Lei and Chu Hanxin.

"Well... I heard that the Anxiang Pavilion in the county town opened today, and you and your eldest sister don't go around the city much on weekdays.

Today, as a family, we are going to visit the county town together, join in the fun, and find a restaurant to have a good meal!"

When Han Lei heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He is not interested in perfume, but he is still very happy to eat a big meal.

Taking medicine and drinking porridge every day these days, the smell of bird is almost gone from his mouth.

Binger on the side also cheered excitedly!

"Okay... I like to visit the county the most. Master, are you going to the Anxiang Pavilion to buy perfume for the eldest lady?"

Han Feng smiled and nodded.

"Yes, if Bing'er likes it, I'll buy you two bottles too, how about that?"

Hearing this, Bing'er was about to jump for joy when Chu Hanxin said.

"No, I don't need perfume. Bing'er is still young and doesn't need it. We can just go shopping."

Hearing this, Bing'er stuck out her tongue helplessly and had no choice but to shut up.

Han Feng also smiled bitterly in his heart. He knew that Chu Hanxin didn't like perfume.

Even a few days ago, she was asking Bing'er what types of perfumes she had.

But since Bing'er said that the perfume was worth one hundred gold coins a bottle, Chu Hanxin never mentioned it again.

Obviously, Chu Hanxin is heartbroken about money.
To be continued...