Half an hour later, all five tables of wine and banquets fell into the beggar's stomach. The beggar let out a long belch. All the dignitaries in the hall looked at him in amazement.
"Really...have you really finished eating?" Someone swallowed deeply and said in surprise.
"It seems so!" someone murmured to himself.
Five tables of banquets, the portions of more than thirty people for ordinary people, this beggar ate all by himself, and he still felt like he still had more to eat.
"Hehe, 80% full, 80% full." The beggar touched his belly and smiled when he saw everyone's eyes turning towards him.
He stood up, looked at Chu Yiliu, and said, "After I have eaten, I have to get down to business."
"Business?" Chen San curled his lips and said angrily: "Besides eating and drinking, what else can you do, a beggar? It's because our young master has a good temper, otherwise we would have driven you out long ago."
This welcome banquet cost one hundred thousand spiritual stones. Chen San didn't even get a bite of it, and all of it ended up in the beggar's belly. Naturally, he was very dissatisfied.
Chu Yiliu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to stop Chen San's chatter, and said, "You might as well talk and listen."
The beggar picked his teeth, carefully took out the oilcloth bag from his chest, and said, "You might as well guess what's inside?"
"Let me give you a hint, this should be the most popular thing in the Imperial Capital right now."
A mysterious light flashed in the beggar's eyes.
All the dignitaries around him sneered and said mockingly: "Does a beggar have any heirlooms?"
"I'm cheating on food and drink, and I'm addicted to it." Someone shook his head.
"In my opinion, this kid is also stupid for actually listening to a beggar." Everyone sneered.
Chu Yiliu was not anxious or annoyed, and said calmly: "The most popular thing in the imperial capital? Could it be the hero post from Crimson Pavilion?"
The beggar's eyes lit up and he muttered: "You have a very sharp nose."
"Haha!" Before Chu Yiyi could say anything, a loud laugh came from the lobby.
"Boy, I don't want to see you fooled by this beggar. Let me tell you, how can anyone get the Crimson Pavilion Hero Post?" It was the two people who were whispering before.
"Except for Young Master Qiongmiao of the Qiong Family, His Royal Highness Feng Yuan of the Royal Family, Senior Brother Hong Mingjian of the Beijian Academy, and Senior Brother Jiang Yi of the Donghua Palace, it is simply a fool's errand for anyone else to want to get the hero post in advance!" the man sneered.
"Not bad, not bad." Everyone showed approval.
"You don't think about it yourself, are you qualified to get this hero post in advance?" The man mocked unceremoniously.
"Huh?" Mo Ji frowned and snorted coldly.
Chu Yiliu smiled slightly, stopped Mo Ji, and said with a chuckle: "I should know better than you whether I have this qualification. You don't need to talk about my affairs!"
His eyes turned slightly cold, and the voices around him suddenly became much quieter.
"Boy, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer losses sooner or later!" The man shouted angrily.
Chu Yiliu thought to himself: If the person who came was not a beggar from the Purple Lake Realm, but a distinguished guest from the Purple Lake Realm, I am afraid these people would not say this now.
Looking at people based on their appearance, they are just a bunch of brainless people. How could Chu Yiliu take their words seriously?
He turned to look at the beggar and said with a smile: "So, I still want to thank you."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The beggar waved his hands politely. No matter how much these people despised him, he didn't care and handed the oilcloth bag to Chu Yiyi.
"You must go there the day after tomorrow." A cunning look flashed in his eyes, he patted Chu Yiyishi on the shoulder, and then walked out of Yulongzhuang in a swagger.
When the beggar passed by the guard, he leaned over and wiped the guard with the oil on his hand. The guard's expression changed and he kicked the beggar.
"Haha." The beggar ducked aside, laughed and walked away.
Mo Ji looked at the beggar's leaving figure, then looked at Chu Yiliu, and whispered: "Second brother, is this person trustworthy?"
"I don't know if it's trustworthy or not, but having a full stomach is the key now." Chu Liuliu said with a smile, and let the boy have another banquet.
After a year of trial in the Eastern Wasteland, I ate the treasures of heaven and earth as food, and my mouth has long since lost the smell of birds. The most urgent thing is to reward myself.
Chen San's face was filled with joy.
The three of them sat down, and Chu Yiyi calmly took out the thing wrapped in oilcloth. Sure enough, it was a gilded purple invitation.
He secretly wondered: What is the origin of this Crimson Pavilion Master? Why did he hand the hero post to him?
Chu Yiyi was quite confident in his disguise skills, so he probably wouldn't reveal his secret. Moreover, they had only been in the imperial capital for one day, so even if their secret was revealed, it wouldn't be that fast.
He was filled with doubts, but this purple and gold hero post should not be fake.
Mo Ji asked angrily: "Second brother, do you know the origin of that beggar?"
Chu Yiliu shook his head and muttered: "I should see you again soon."
Chen San didn't understand what the two of them meant, and immediately said: "Two young masters, tomorrow the Crimson Pavilion will publicly post hero posts. Those who are capable will take the post. I believe you two will be able to get the posts."
There were unavoidable snickers from all around.
Chu Yiliu didn't take it seriously either.
...
The next day, morning.
Chen San had been waiting outside the door early.
When he saw Chu Yiliu coming out, he quickly said: "Master, breakfast is ready. Please come over here."
"This morning it's Yulongzhuang's famous breakfast."
"Phoenix flower and lotus pear cake, the seven-grade Lingjie elixir clear lotus pear is made into sand, the phoenix flower is boiled into syrup, and poured on the pear cake. It is crispy and waxy in the mouth, sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance lingers around the teeth."
"Longan and red caltrop porridge, the eighth-level elixir golden jade longan, boiled with red caltrop millet, refreshing and nourishing, this is the unique skill of the chef of Yulongzhuang."
...
Chen San was full of praise for Yulongzhuang’s breakfast.
Chu Yiyi nodded slightly and asked, "When will Crimson Pavilion start posting? Let's not miss it."
He now has a hero card in his hand, but Mo Ji doesn't have one yet.
"Don't worry, Young Master, I have already made arrangements. As soon as things start over there, someone will come and notify us immediately." Chen San patted his chest and said confidently.
"Yes." Chu Yiliu nodded and took a sip of the fragrant longan and red water chestnut porridge. It was full of spiritual energy and tasted really good.
Although Chen San is just a gangster, he is very thoughtful in his work.
A moment later, Mo Ji came back from outside Yulongzhuang in sweat. He had gone outside the city to practice martial arts early in the morning.
"First...Second brother, when I passed by Crimson Pavilion just now, there was already a long queue there." Mo Ji said.
"Sit down first and have something to eat. Take your time and take your time." Chu Yiliu said calmly.
Crimson Pavilion is about strength, not whoever goes early will be able to get the hero post.
Mo Ji sat down, ate a bowl of longan and red water chestnut porridge, and three pieces of Yunding blue and white cake, and said vaguely: "The food here is really good."
He drank six bowls of porridge in a row and smacked his lips, looking like he still had something to say.
After a while, someone trotted in.
Upon seeing this, Chen San quickly stood up and walked over. The man muttered a few words in a low voice. Chen San nodded and stuffed him with a few spiritual stones.
The man was polite to Chen San before accepting it.
"You two gentlemen, the first hero post has been sent out, shall we go there?" Chen San asked respectfully.
"Um."
...
Crimson Pavilion is located in a quiet alley, with white walls and black tiles, covering an area of more than 30 acres. Compared with Dengxian Pavilion and Yulongzhuang, it is not a very conspicuous existence.
The towering ninety-nine-story ladder in the pavilion is extremely eye-catching and can be called the tallest building in Red Maple City.
At this time, there were three circles outside and inside the pavilion, and the three outer circles were filled with carriages and pedestrians.
A ring in the pavilion is half an inch higher than the courtyard wall, and there are already figures of people fighting on it.
Chen San had already asked someone to occupy a good place for them, and also set up a tea tent, and prepared it very carefully.
"Two young masters, this has just begun." Chen San whispered, "There are no rules in the competition in front of the Crimson Pavilion. Those who are able will get the title. As long as you can fight until no one dares to challenge, the hero's title can be taken away.
Already."
"Isn't that a wheel battle?" Chu Yiliu asked.
"Yes!" Chen San nodded, "So, generally everyone is merciless in their actions to deter others."
While he was talking, there was a scream from the ring, and a man's chest was opened with a bloody hole by his opponent's shot, and he fell to the ground.
Everyone in the audience around him took a breath.
"That's it." Chu Yiliu narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.
However, unfortunately, they met Qiong Ao, Lin Chong and Ma Botong again. It should be accurate to say that Qiong Ao sent people to keep an eye on them.
"Hey, isn't this a brat who chatted happily with beggars?" Qiong Ao's voice sounded strangely.
Yesterday, outside Yulongzhuang, he suffered a big loss, and now he can finally get it back!
Chu Yiliu glanced at him indifferently and said angrily: "Young Master Qiong is so healed that your scars have forgotten the pain. How dare you come over to him again?"
Mo Ji snorted and waved his fist.
Qiong Ao's expression suddenly changed and he was about to curse, but was stopped by Lin Chong.
"Third Young Master, you are a prominent figure in the capital, how can you argue with this kid?" Lin Chong said with a smile, looking at the Crimson Pavilion not far away.
This is outside the Crimson Pavilion. If it leaves a bad influence on the Crimson Pavilion Master, it will be very uneconomical.
Qiong Ao's eyes filled with anger.
"You are the one who has the hero post. This kid will have to work hard to get the post later. We don't have to worry about not having a chance." Lin Chong said in a low voice.
When Qiong Ao heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He deliberately took out the purple and gold hero post and said lightly: "Bad boy, let me let you know what the gap is!"
Everyone around looked envious when they saw the hero card in his hand.
"This is a hero post."
"As expected of the third young master of the Qiong family."
Everyone was talking quietly and sighing with emotion.
Qiong Ao felt very comfortable after hearing this.
Chu Yiliu glanced at the purple and gold hero post in his hand and found that it was exactly the same as his own. It seemed that the post the beggar gave him should be genuine.
He immediately smiled. Qiong Ao took out the hero post and asked him to confirm it, which saved a lot of things.
At this time, Mabotong said in a weird voice: "Did I hear that this young master also got a hero card from a beggar yesterday? You might as well show it to us, haha."
He laughed loudly, and everyone around him also laughed.
It's too funny for a beggar to send a message.
The hero's post in Qiong Ao's hand was personally sent by the crimson pavilion master's bookboy, so it was guaranteed to be fake. But the post from a beggar like Chu Yiliu was obviously fake!
"Yes, take it out and let me see it." Qiong Ao said with a proud look on his face, "When you received the post, the people in Crimson Pavilion hadn't gone out yet, haha."
Everyone burst into laughter, all eyes focused on Chu Yiliu.