The largest restaurant in Langyuan City was completely booked today. The owner of the restaurant also sat at the counter to calm down the scene, while the shopkeeper ran to the back kitchen and stared at the busy cooks and waiters in the back kitchen with a serious face.
Nothing went wrong in the restaurant today.
Today is Zhou Cang's fiftieth birthday, a full birthday, so there is a big banquet.
Generally speaking, people with Zhou Cang's status and status rarely hold banquets in restaurants. Instead, they hold drinks in their own courtyards to celebrate, and guests come to congratulate them. The coming and going can also show the importance and respect.
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But although Zhou Cang's status and status are not low, he is an official of the garrison. There is something in this.
In the Nanyuan Kingdom, the chief officers of the garrisons in various places, that is, the city guards, work in other places and will be far away from their hometowns. Under normal circumstances, families are not allowed to accompany them, except for studying. So Zhou Cang is here in Langyuan City.
He didn't even prepare a house, and he had food and accommodation in the garrison camp. Only his son followed him to study at the Langyuan City Martial Arts Academy in the name of a study tour.
Therefore, even if it was a birthday celebration, there were no relatives coming over, and there was no house to set up a banquet, and it was impossible to set up a banquet in the military. A restaurant became Zhou Cang's only choice.
Although the entire restaurant was booked, there were not many seats. There were thirteen tables in total. Nine of them were occupied by military officers. The remaining three tables were for various local connections. There were a lot of people.
There were merchants, local government officials, and some people from the Jiangwu Academy.
Zhou Cang put on a brand new robe that he had prepared in advance early in the morning, tied on a jade belt, and put on a crown. Today's outfit is much lighter than the usual warrior robes.
"Father, I kowtow to you! I wish you good health and success every year!"
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Zhou Yun knelt on the ground obediently, kowtowed to his father and congratulated him, and presented a congratulatory gift with both hands. It was a copper paperweight with a strange shape, actually looking like a stretch of mountain peaks.
Zhou Yun played with the paperweight a few times, praised it twice, and then asked the adjutant to put it in his study. In fact, Zhou Yun had no shortage of this thing, but how could his son's thoughtfulness not make him feel happy?
"Hahaha, Yun'er is really considerate. As a father, he just needs a paperweight that he can take advantage of. You have thought of this, okay!"
After Zhou Yun kowtowed, he stood up and smiled happily. But he was also thinking in his heart. He should have had a more suitable gift for his father. Unfortunately, someone took away his idea. He couldn't say it yet. He was also feeling a little depressed.
Uncomfortable.
After Zhou Cang handled some simple official duties, he led a group of guards to the reserved restaurant in Langyuan City in advance. After the change of guard in the army, the large group of troops would pass by, and Zhou Cang had to go greet the guests first.
In fact, not many people from the local government were invited. First of all, they wanted to avoid suspicion. There are two paths of military and political affairs, so it would be useless to go too close. Secondly, the area in Langyuan City had just suffered a huge earthquake, and 90% of the officials were
They are no longer there, and the new ones are basically from the Sheriff's Mansion, and they are not familiar with the people.
Most of them are merchants and aristocratic families in Langyuan City. These people are actually the main part of the so-called "upper class" in Langyuan City. These people will come to them even if Zhou Cang doesn't invite them. He can refuse those who can.
, the remaining ones who couldn't refuse still sat at two tables.
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People arrived one after another, and after the military leaders took turns to arrive, the restaurant became lively.
Zhou Yun has always stood by his father's side. He also has to deal with his father's connections one by one, become familiar with them, and learn from his father's skills in dealing with people.
"Father, Mr. Zhang is here!" Zhou Yun's sharp eyes saw Zhang Yan approaching from a distance on the street, and he quickly reminded his father beside him.
"Well, I saw it. Go and greet him." Zhou Cang adjusted the smile on his face and looked at Zhang Yan who was approaching with a smile. At the same time, he motioned for his son to come forward to show respect. After all, Zhou Yun is Zhang Yan's student.
When a student goes out to greet the teacher, this is not considered flattery, and it will not arouse Zhang Yan's resentment.
Zhou Yun responded and stepped forward to greet him. At the same time, he also noticed a seven or eight-year-old child following Zhou Yun, as well as a box that looked quite heavy in the child's hands.
"gentlemen."
"Yeah. We'll talk to your father later." Zhang Yan smiled and patted Zhou Yun's shoulder, without stopping, he continued to walk in the direction of Zhou Cang.
Zhou Yun walked half a step ahead, leading sideways, his eyes scanning the long box held in the little kid's arms several times. On the one hand, he was curious about who the little kid was, and on the other hand, he was also guessing about the box.
There should be a congratulatory gift prepared by Mr. Zhang. What kind of weapon will it be?
The auction house that happened a few days ago has already spread. After Zhou Cang returned home, he also told Zhou Yun a lot. Zhou Yun's eyes widened after hearing this and he felt unbelievable, as if he was listening to this story.
.That was completely different from the Zhang Jiaoxi in his impression. It was really hard to imagine Zhang Jiaoxi standing on the stage with a fierce gaze and killing people.
"Master Zhou, what a joy to congratulate you!"
"Hahaha, no matter where you are, Mr. Zhang's coming is the greatest honor to Zhou!"
"How could Zhang Yan not come to Master Zhou's birthday? It happened that his craftsmanship had improved a few days ago and he made a weapon to congratulate Master Zhou. I hope you will not dislike it."
"Zhu, you made a weapon for me?!" The expression on Zhou Cang's face suddenly froze. He looked surprised and unbelievable. He had seen with his own eyes how valuable Zhang Yanzhu's weapon was. A few days ago, he had
Two hundred refinement realm masters wanted to be eligible to buy Zhang Yan's weapons, but they died in Zhang Yan's hands because of their arrogant methods.
Although I thought about how refreshing it would be for Zhang Yan to forge a weapon for himself. Even Zhou Cang had this plan. But he didn't expect that someone would directly give him one.
"Of course I'm sending this to you to congratulate you on your birthday." Zhang Yan smiled and asked Wang Nian beside him to pass the things over. The short Wang Nian was already tired from hugging him, so he held the box and handed it to Zhou Cang who was bending down.
As soon as I let it go, I let out a long sigh of relief.
But before Zhou Cang could express his thanks, a surprised and sudden voice sounded from beside Zhang Yan.
"Master Zhou, you are so lucky! You can get a gift from Zhang Jiaoxi, and it is a new weapon. I am afraid it will be even better than before! I wonder if I can take a look?"
Those who dare to talk to Zhou Cang like this in Langyuan City will naturally not be simple.
Xiao Shu, the judge of the Jiangwu Academy, had walked closer with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Zhang Yan with a smile, and then curiously looked at the long box in Zhou Cang's hand.
"This..." Zhou Cang couldn't refuse. He could only say that it was inappropriate outside and asked Xiao Shu to go to the restaurant's private room later. Then he arranged for Zhang Yan and Xiao Shu to enter the restaurant's private room together.
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Zhang Yan didn't care, there was nothing he didn't dare to show to others, not to mention that this magic weapon was now regarded as Zhou Cang's, and he would not interfere with it no matter what he wanted to do with it.