Lingpingan wanders in the forest of seafood and meat.
"Little darling..." He asked his pet: "What should we eat?"
The kitten in my arms meowed softly.
Lingpingan laughed and walked towards the fish dumpling area in front of him.
Puffer fish fillet, tuna fillet, salmon fillet...
There are also weird and curious crab foods such as sea urchins and clams.
"Eating raw food is what a gentleman does!" Lingpingan smiled and picked up a dinner plate and randomly selected a few pieces of fish meat. He planned to taste it first.
If it doesn't taste good...
Then just bite the bullet and eat it!
You can't bother Michiko Chiba every meal.
Lingpingan now really wants to see the little Fuso cook - for fear of embarrassment!
Turning around, Lingpingan saw a man about his age standing behind him. When the man saw him turning around, he immediately bowed politely.
Lingpingan glanced at him and nodded.
Then he took the dinner plate and walked to a corner.
The man kept looking at Lingpingan.
It wasn't until Lingpingan sat down that he seemed to feel regretful and walked lonely into the distance.
Lingpingan looked at this man and shook his head: "What a weirdo!"
but……
He is not a curious baby, so he will not talk to people casually just to satisfy his curiosity.
With the lessons learned last night.
Lingpingan knew that he should learn a lesson!
From now on, you really shouldn’t talk to people casually, let alone run around with people casually.
After all, you have to be careful when you go out!
Don't let your aunt come out to redeem you in the end, that would be very embarrassing!
But, at the same time, Lingpingan had another thought lingering quietly in his heart.
"An ant, don't worry about him!"
This idea is extremely arrogant, domineering, and scornful of all things!
But Lingpingan seemed unaware of it.
He lowered his head, picked up the knife and fork, and started eating.
"I hope it tastes good!" he said.
Confucius said: You will never tire of fine food, and you will never tire of fine food!
Eating meat is the food of a gentleman!
I remember when Chen Deng ate fish and meat and refused to stop until his stomach was full of parasites, and eventually died of parasitic disease.
Fortunately, it is modern now.
Wild food is generally marine fish, so there is no need to worry about the risk of parasites.
Therefore, Lingpingan eats it with confidence.
First, a bite of tuna belly.
It's soft in the mouth and rich in oil, but...
"This taste..." Lingpingan sighed: "It's not even one-third of the Chiba-chan family!"
Fortunately, it's not unpalatable either.
Therefore, Lingpingan could barely hold his nose and fill his stomach.
While eating, he also fed his cat.
However, the little guy seemed to be a bit picky like him.
He didn't seem very happy to eat either.
Moreover, judging from the appearance of this product, the delicious food in the imperial capital is not as delicious as the cat food at home!
Lingpingan was also happy: "It seems that even the royal family is the same..."
"The food in this restaurant is all about presentation, not taste..."
"It's just for show..."
He shook his head: "I'm really busy!"
But, this is the world now.
What a way!
………………………………
Ouyang Jin walked back to his seat in frustration.
Qin Ming looked at it and became surprised: "Why didn't you say hello to Mr. Ling?"
Ouyang Jin glanced at this guy, shook his head, and said, "What do you know?"
"When have you ever seen a real dragon care about ordinary things? An elephant cares about ants?"
Qin Ming didn't quite understand.
In his understanding, Mr. Ling from Jiangcheng probably had some elder who was a high-ranking official in the imperial capital, so he attracted so much attention from the great master of the Western Song Dynasty!
But, there is no big shot named Ling in the imperial cabinet now?
Could it be a certain chamberlain?
or……
Qin Ming's eyes were blurry, and he thought of a more likely guess.
"Is he the nephew of a certain Republican or Datong leader?"
The Republicans and the Datong faction are both theoretical.
Usually, he is mostly invisible and diving, and only shows up when launching policies, formulating and publicizing policies.
As for matters like running the country, these big bosses usually leave it to cabinet ministers.
After all, they don't know how to govern a country.
Just a pen.
Thinking of this, Qin Ming took out his mobile phone and planned to check who was the current leader of the Republican or Datong faction.
It's easy.
The names of the Board of Directors of the Republic Institute and the Paxton Institute are public.
However, after searching through the public lists of these two families, there was no bachelor named Ling.
This confused Qin Ming.
"Could he be the nephew of a certain great protector?"
The Great Protector of Dali Temple is a living saint of the Federal Empire, known as the ‘Dharma Protector of Heaven’, and is the gatekeeper and mountain guard dog of the Constitution.
Every great protector can be considered a benchmark for morality and law in the federal empire!
Naturally, they are all highly respected legal experts!
As a result, the judgments of the great protectors are often compared with the works of ancient literary giants.
It represents the criterion for judging literary attainments of an era!
But Qin Ming broke his head and didn't remember that there was a great protector named Ling in the Dali Temple of the Federal Empire!
He shook his head.
Coincidentally, at this time, in a group he joined yesterday, everyone was discussing the thunderstorm last night.
There's everything you can say.
There were even people who kept saying something like, "Last night a powerful man taught the Dharma, blah blah blah."
Qin Ming looked at it and just laughed: "You want to trick me into practicing Taoism again!"
He has been fooled several times like this.
The first time was Guwu. I spent a lot of money and learned nothing.
The second time was for talismans. I bought countless so-called ‘treasures from heaven and earth’, but none of them were of use.
The most recent time was when someone was instigating some kind of ‘betting on jade’.
It is said that the jade stone dug out from a spiritual vein contains good things that can prolong life.
As long as you win a piece of gambling, you will become rich.
As a result, even after spending millions of dollars, not even a single cent was recovered.
From then on, Qin Ming no longer believed in ghosts, gods, supernatural beings, Taoism, or ancient martial arts.
They are all liars, and they all want to cut leeks.
but……
In the souvenir group, an ID suddenly came out and said: Let me tell you, we do have a powerful person in Luming Villa, and he is among us... everyone, please be careful!
The ID typed again and said: That great power should be from Jiangcheng. I don’t know the exact age and appearance, but... he is very, very powerful!
Someone asked: How powerful is it? Can it turn the world upside down?
The man just typed a hehe.
Qin Ming looked at it and couldn't help but join in the chat. He typed: If you want to talk about Jiangcheng City, I know one...
He continued typing: I came with him all the way...
Now we met again. In the buffet restaurant of Yanlou, he was holding a cat and sitting in a corner...
When I came, I remembered that he was later picked up by someone sent by the eldest princess...
When he sent this last text.
Qin Ming found out that he had been kicked out of the group.
Then, a new ID was sent and a friend request was sent.
Qin Ming felt baffled, and he accepted the friend application of this person named Qingfeng Xu Lai.
As soon as the man passed by, he immediately asked: Is he still there?
Qin Ming looked up and saw that Mr. Ling, who was holding the cat, was indeed still there.
But as soon as he thought about it, he typed: Why should I tell you?
The man answered without hesitation: I will give you one million, and you tell me if he is still there?
Then a transfer was sent.
Qingfengxulai transfers 1,000,000 to you!
Qin Ming swallowed.
Then he answered: Yes, he is in the corner.
Then with trembling fingers, he accepted the transfer.
But the man immediately typed again: I will give you another one million. You keep an eye on him for me and tell me his movements at any time. I will come over right away. When I arrive, I will give you another five million!
Without waiting for his consent, another transfer was sent.
The breeze is coming, I will transfer 1,000,000 to you!
Qin Ming swallowed and accepted the money.
He felt strange.
It's so simple, just get two million?
He couldn't help but pinch his flesh.
pain!
it is true!
but……
This thing is too mysterious!
Qin Ming couldn't help but asked Ouyang Jin opposite him: "Master Ouyang, do you believe that pie can fall from the sky?"
Ouyang Jin didn't hear anything. He looked at the plate in front of him stupidly and didn't say anything for a long time.
Until Qin Ming asked again: "Master Ouyang, do you believe that pie can fall from the sky?"
Ouyang Jin listened and shook his head: "To tell you the truth, Brother Qin..."
He looked at the young man sitting far away: "If a pie falls from the sky, it falls into your mouth..."
"Then, with a high probability, the person who feeds you the pie must have greater interests..."
"Otherwise!" Ouyang Jin chuckled, his smile extremely cruel: "Then he must be looking at something of yours..."
"Flesh and blood, muscles and bones..."
"There is no love without reason in this world..."
"So, all the gifts of fate have already been marked with a secret price!"
"It's not that you don't report that the time has not come yet!"
Qin Ming felt cold all over as he listened.
He took his mobile phone and handed it to Ouyang Jin: "This person just transferred two million to me..."
Ouyang Jin lowered his head and looked at the chat content.
He raised his head and looked at Qin Ming.
It's like looking at a dead person.
Then, he immediately stood up and returned the phone to Qin Ming.
This man is so stupid!
It's better to stay away.
Otherwise, if there is a lightning strike, you will be hit!
Qin Ming watched Ouyang Jin throw the phone back and leave without looking back. He also panicked!
"Mr. Ouyang...Mr. Ouyang...wait for me..."
But Ouyang Jin walked faster!
Finally, he took the invitation letter, swiped his card to enter a safe passage, and then closed the door.
Qin Ming's hands and feet were cold, and he could still taste it now.
Two million!
That’s several years’ worth of income from his current ancestral property!
Now, someone casually called him two million and only asked him one question and made one request.
And there will still be five million after it is completed!
Then here comes the problem.
Is that person stupid?
Or is he a fool? He has money and nowhere to spend it?
If not...
Then the problem comes.
What kind of thing can make someone casually throw out such a large sum of money without blinking an eye?
What did he mean by giving this money?
In Qin Ming's mind, three words emerged: life money!
The great figures in ancient times paid huge sums of money to support their dead men in order to make them willing to die!
