A mouthful of wine spurted out from Long Xingyun's mouth, spraying all over Long Aotian's face.
After hearing the words "too cheap", Long Xingyun really couldn't hold it in any longer.
By the way, along the way, I was bullied by my young master Long Aotian. When I heard these words, all my unhappiness immediately disappeared.
The anger in Long Aotian's heart and the wine in his head and face were sprayed from Long Xingyun's mouth. How could this make him endure.
Just when he was about to get angry, he saw Xia Yu's big hand reaching over, holding a patch in his hand, and wiped it on Long Aotian's face.
"Xiaoyun, your smile is too low!" Xia Yu said angrily.
In fact, at this moment, he was also smiling.
Everyone at the table laughed, even Xia Ya was no exception.
Xia Yu spoke, and Long Aotian naturally couldn't say anything and could only endure it.
He grabbed Xia Yu's cloth and wiped it on his face again and again, his face full of disgust.
Zhao Jifeng was a little embarrassed at this time and said: "I didn't mean it, I meant, it doesn't look good!"
Long Aotian ignored him and rubbed his nose angrily, still holding the cloth in his hand.
Suddenly, he smelled a strange smell on the cloth.
"What kind of cloth is this, and why does it smell so strange?" Long Aotian couldn't help but ask.
At this time, the waiter at the side suddenly came over and said with a smile: "Hey, guest, why is the table rag here with you? I have been looking for this cloth for a long time. Thank you, guest!"
As the waiter said this, he took the piece of cloth over and said with a smile: "Old man, you have been cleaning tables with me for more than ten years. I feel a little uncomfortable without you!"
Long Aotian's face immediately turned green!
The rag is the same rag that has been used for more than ten years!
"Hahaha…"
Long Xingyun couldn't bear it any longer and laughed so loudly that the whole first floor could hear it.
Shentu Yangyun and Li Yihuan also burst out laughing.
"Giggle..." Xia Ya laughed out for the first time, sounding as good as a silver bell.
"Brother Yu!" Long Aotian cried out in grievance, with tears in his eyes.
Xia Yu forced himself to hold back his laughter, but couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
Long Aotian is so angry, but at this time, he can't get angry.
"Okay, okay, stop laughing!" Xia Yu stopped laughing and said, "My dear, look at her smiling so happily, you should be satisfied."
Long Ao's weather was not good, but he only tolerated it for you. He turned his head bitterly and glared at Long Xingyun. I mean, if you wait, he will take it out on you sooner or later.
Xia Yu quickly said: "Brother Zhao, please continue. What you just said is wonderful?"
Zhao Jifeng couldn't help but laugh, but he was Lao Jianghu after all, so he coughed twice and forced himself to hold it back.
I have to say that when you go out to mix, you must have a few brushes, otherwise it will be easy to get into trouble.
I don't know how long I have to practice with this hand.
Hearing Xia Yu's words, Zhao Jifeng nodded repeatedly and said: "The reward offered by the Haotian Imperial Clan is very tempting. Let me tell you, just ten high-grade spiritual veins, ten high-grade spiritual veins, is enough for me to be promoted to a saint."
"Not to mention, there are two holy weapons, one for attack and defense. You know, the holy weapons are so rare. The offensive holy weapons are better. The defensive holy weapons are even more expensive to find. Those ten high-grade spiritual weapons are very rare.
The pulse is not as good as that defensive holy weapon, let alone, if you are not satisfied, you can exchange it for an equivalent treasure, as long as the Haotian Emperor clan has it."
"Besides, even if these are not available, if you think about it, if you really catch Xia Yu and others, you will definitely gain the friendship of the Haotian Imperial Clan. This friendship is priceless."
"Brother, let me tell you, those of us are still looking at bounties. You have to know that those big sects and families don't care about bounties at all. What they want is the Haotian Imperial Clan, and they owe them a favor!"
"Favor debts are the hardest to repay!"
Xia Yu nodded repeatedly, but said with a smile: "With only ten high-grade spiritual veins, this Haotian family is a bit stingy."
"Aren't you satisfied with ten high-grade spiritual veins? Don't you know that all the high-grade spiritual veins are in the hands of big families and sects? Casual cultivators like us are too poor!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Jifeng suddenly laughed bitterly.
Only then did he remember that the brother in front of him came from a large sect or family and had no shortage of resources since he was a child. Naturally, he didn't think that ten high-grade spiritual veins were a lot.
Xia Yu's smile froze as he caught his idea.
It seems that I think too much.
It turns out that ten high-grade spiritual veins are an astronomical number for casual cultivators in China.
However, it’s right to think about it.
Nowhere can you escape the 28/20 rule.
That is, a very small number of people control the vast majority of resources.
Reincarnation is the first skill!
But most ordinary people can only struggle hard.
All of this is actually determined by human nature, not by heaven.
But thanks to the help of Tang Wanqing and his adoptive mother Nangong Xue, he doesn't seem to be short of resources like spiritual veins.
Every critical moment, he can get it.
In addition, the exercises I learned are quite special. At most, I could just go underground and dig for high-grade spiritual veins.
Now that I think about it, the big sects behind me will probably go crazy along the way.
Fortunately, he didn't dig all the way to the bottom. He turned back and forth countless times and dug out some high-grade spiritual veins.
Naturally, these casual cultivators do not have their own opportunities.
"Haha, what Brother Zhao is saying is that ten high-grade spiritual veins are indeed a lot for us. The most important thing is the two offensive and defensive holy weapons. That is the big one. Until now, we don't even know what the holy weapons look like.
Never seen it.”
"That's right, our casual cultivators don't even have a single weapon at hand. It's useless to use the imperial weapons, and we've never seen the holy soldiers. Alas... it's too difficult to practice all the way." Zhao Jifeng said with a bitter smile.
In fact, he had long been convinced that Taoist Yuxia was of extraordinary origin, and these words were entirely meant for him.
It’s better for everyone if you see things through but don’t tell them.
"Yes, it is difficult for us casual cultivators. Brother Zhao, we are new to your place and are very unfamiliar with it. Can you please be a guide? Don't worry, I still have some resources, so I won't treat Brother Zhao badly.
That's right." Xia Yu suddenly changed his words.
"It's coming, it's coming, it's finally here." Zhao Jifeng's heart skipped a beat. He said so much, wasn't it just for resources?
This brother delivers resources directly to your door. This is pie in the sky.
He was thinking this in his heart, but he said: "Brother Yuxia, what you say is too foreign. When you come to Liuzhou, I am also a half-landlord of Liuzhou. Wherever you want to go, I will take you there. What?
There is no need for resources or anything like that! I think you are very good, and it is always good to make friends."
"Brother Zhao is so arrogant!" Xia Yu laughed loudly and said, "Shopkeeper, please arrange a box for me on the top floor. I will stay with Brother Zhao today until I get drunk!"