The person who came was middle-aged, in black cloth, neatly dressed, and holding something like a greeting card in his hand.
"Uncle Nine"
He entered the door and said hello to Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu asked: "Who are you?"
"I am a servant of Mr. Ren's family. Today, I am following my master's instructions. I would like to invite Uncle Jiu to discuss the matter at the Western Restaurant tomorrow. This is my master's invitation."
He handed the greeting card to Uncle Jiu with both hands, looking very respectful.
Uncle Jiu opened the greeting card, read the content on it, and said to the servant: "I know about this. I will go to the Western restaurant on time tomorrow. Just go back and tell Master Ren."
"Young man understands."
The servants of the Ren family left, and Huang Rong asked curiously: "Uncle Jiu, what is Master Ren looking for you for?"
She was also an acquaintance, and now they were already familiar with her, making Zhang Ziyu roll his eyes.
"Ren Fa asked me to move the grave of his father, Mr. Ren."
Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly and said: "Moving the grave for no reason will cause trouble again. Ziyu, you and I will go to a Western restaurant tomorrow."
Got caught as a hunk again.
From the moment the servant came in and said that he was a servant of the Ren family, Zhang Ziyu knew that he had no choice but to run away.
Uncle Jiu is very sinister, and he has never been to a Western restaurant, so it would be strange not to find someone to help him out.
"Yes, uncle."
Before it got dark, Huang Rong and Zhang Ziyu came out of Yizhuang and prepared to return to Renjia Town.
Huang Rong was worried that Zhang Ziyu would take revenge all the way out of Yizhuang, but when she returned to Huichun Hall, Zhang Ziyu still showed no sign of taking action.
After entering the Huichun Hall, Huang Rong immediately said: "I'm going back to my room first. If you need anything, don't come to me."
She wanted to escape, but as soon as she started, a yellow talisman suddenly fell on her body.
amulet
Her body immediately stopped where she was, with a panicked look on her face. Zhang Ziyu sneered and stepped forward: "Miss Huang, didn't Senior Huang Yaoshi tell you that you had to pay back the money you came out to hang out with? Do you still want to run away?"
Zhang Ziyu said, holding a brush in his hand, he directly drew a turtle on each of Huang Rong's left and right faces.
After finishing the painting, Zhang Ziyu nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, the painting looks more and more like it."
He threw away the brush, slipped back into his room, and closed the door with a bang.
Huang Rong's time for the binding talisman was up, and with anger flashing in his eyes, he chased after him.
"Stinky fish, rotten fish, salty fish, if you can, open the door. I will fight you."
"If you don't open it, you can't beat me. Good night."
"Bang bang bang bang"
...........
The next morning, breakfast was the same, but Miss Huang was angry, so she ate fish porridge.
The removed fish bones were hung in front of Zhang Ziyu's door, and the warning was self-evident.
Who is Zhang Ziyu? He is an old man. What can such a warning do to him?
However, after eating a bowl of salty and spicy fish porridge, he gave up.
The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.
Then, Miss Huang was given the Nth bonus this month to appease her emotions.
The two had breakfast, and Uncle Jiu came not long after.
Huang Rong asked: "Uncle Jiu, do you want breakfast? I'll serve you a bowl."
"No." Uncle Jiu smiled and shook his head, then said to Zhang Ziyu: "Accompany me to a Western restaurant."
Uncle Jiu and Zhang Ziyu went out and went straight to a Western restaurant on another street.
There are rows of two or three-story buildings on both sides of the street, which are more Western-style and very new in appearance. There are many pedestrians coming and going, and there are also many vendors.
Although Renjia Town is not a provincial capital, it is still a small town in the south. Relying on the convenience of the provincial capital, the level of prosperity is not low. Moreover, due to the characteristics of the times, there are both Chinese restaurants, teahouses, and Western-style restaurants and clubs, which are quite popular.
Looks like a cluster of flowers.
When we arrived at the Western restaurant, the waiter came up and asked, "Sir, do you have a reservation?"
Uncle Jiu calmly asked, "Why hasn't Renfa decided on a location?"
The waiter quickly replied: "Yes...Yes, Mr. Ren has already made a reservation. I will take you there right now."
The waiter took the two people to the seat set by Ren Fa. Ren Fa saw the two people coming and stood up to greet them.
"Uncle Jiu, you're here...Hey, Boss Zhang, what are you doing?"
As soon as Ren Fa said hello, he suddenly noticed Zhang Ziyu beside Uncle Jiu.
"Master Ren, do you know him?"
Zhang Ziyu replied: "Uncle, Mr. Ren is a frequent customer of our store and often buys health care products."
Ren Fa's eyes widened, could he tell this?
Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu glanced at Ren Fa a few times, nodded and said: "When people reach middle age, their human body's vitality has been lost, so it is time to warm it up."
Ren Fa was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhang Ziyu's wink, and then realized that Uncle Jiu didn't seem to know that everyone was going there because of the side effects of this medicine.
Ren Fa secretly gave Zhang Ziyu a thumbs up: High, really high!
Boss Zhang is indeed tall and tough, a disciple of Maoshan!
So he, who is a man, also laughed and said: "Thanks to Boss Zhang's medicine, my body has become much stronger."
The three of them sat down, and Ren Fa spoke first. He said: "I should have thought of Boss Zhang's finished medicines that are like elixirs. How could they be refined if they were not made by Taoist masters?"
Uncle Jiu had a smile on his face, and when his nephew was praised, it was natural for him, an elder, to look good.
Although he was satisfied in his heart, he said: "He has just started, and there is still a long way to go."
"Even if there is a way to go, it is a broad road. Uncle Jiu, please don't be modest."
Ren Fa smiled and cheered. He knew Zhang Ziyu's medicine, which was very powerful. Not to mention the Big Python Strengthening Pills, ordinary pills were fast-acting and easy to store. Each of them was a business opportunity.
The Ren family's business is not very prosperous at the moment. If we take this opportunity to get online, wouldn't it be an opportunity?
"Master Ren, why don't you see your daughter?"
Ren Fa said with a smile: "I have been studying in the provincial capital some time ago, and I just came back. Well, she came just as I said."
Following Ren Fa's finger, Ren Tingting happened to walk in from the western restaurant.
"dad"
Ren Tingting walked to Ren Fa, and Ren Fa pointed at Uncle Jiu and introduced them: "Tingting, please call Uncle Jiu."
"Uncle Nine"
"This is Uncle Jiu's nephew, Zhang Ziyu, the owner of Huichuntang Pharmacy."
"Brother Zhang"
After meeting, the waiter brought the menu, Zhang Ziyu ordered black tea and cake for Uncle Jiu, and Ren Tingting and her daughter each ordered coffee.
Now that everything is in order, it’s finally time to get down to business.
"Mr. Ren, when it comes to moving graves, it's better to be quiet than to move. There is a saying that rich people don't move graves. Moving graves will disturb the ancestors and disturb the current feng shui. It will have a big impact."
"Uncle Jiu, I know you have good intentions, but the Feng Shui master who presided over my father's burial said that my father's tomb must be moved after twenty years, otherwise it will be detrimental to the Feng Shui of future generations."
Ren Fa insisted on moving the burial, but Uncle Jiu had no choice but to ask as much detail as possible about Mr. Ren’s birth date, the time of his death, and the situation of the Ren family’s father and daughter.
Relocation is a troublesome thing, especially in this world where ghosts and gods exist.
Not only do we need to consider customs to avoid being poked in the bones, but we also need to consider taboos and feng shui so that the relocation will not cause anger to the ancestors or ghosts to cause trouble.
Zhang Ziyu was leisurely fishing and eating cakes, not caring about Uncle Jiu and Ren Fa's affairs.
Ren Fa was moved and buried, which was something he was happy to see.
After relocating and transforming the corpse, he went out again and packed up the old man Ren. There seemed to be only one walking corpse in his monster ranch. The level was too low.
In the category of zombie monsters, the walking zombies are on par with the zombies from the biochemical series next door.
Therefore, Zhang Ziyu felt that it was necessary to invite Mr. Ren to be a resident guest at the ranch, not 007, just 996, which would benefit everyone.
This old man leaps up and is invulnerable. He must be a black zombie or a jumping zombie no matter what.