Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Inside the Duke's Palace, the atrium square appears majestic, with a length and width of an astonishing six or seven hundred meters.

On the large stage in front, there was a large red silk backdrop with a few simple words written below: "Your Majesty Chen Cong's 80th Golden Birthday", adding a bit of solemnity to this grand banquet.

Not far behind it is the hall, and on the second floor there is a large terrace where many people are sitting, each with an extraordinary demeanor, overlooking everything in the square.

A row of long tables on both sides of the square are filled with a wide variety of dishes and fine wines, and the enticing aroma fills the air.

Many guests sat freely around the small round tables nearby, in groups of three or four, chatting and laughing, with the atmosphere filled with noise and bustle.

The people of the Chen family were scattered in different places, accompanying guests from all directions.

Just then, a loud voice came from the door.

Zhu Hefeng stood there, calling out the names loudly, his voice echoing over the square: "The seven treasures turned into colored glaze, and the charm of their souls will last for thousands of years!"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master Ning Ruiting is visiting with his people, and a gift list is attached, including two fifty thousand year soul bones..."

Before he finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in Ma Zhibin's eyes, and he whispered: "The Ning family is really generous this time, they are indeed a wealthy family. And the leader Ning Ruiting, Ning Ze, Ning Jiang, Ning Chi and others are all here in person."

Long Wenkai chuckled and continued, "Didn't a lot of people come to your house as well? You, Uncle Rulong, and your father, Uncle Tianyang, are all here."

Ma Zhibin scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Hehe, it's Uncle Chen Cong's 80th birthday, so our family has to send some people out."

Hearing this, Long Wenkai chuckled with an unknown meaning, "Eighty golden birthday, huh?"

Ma Zhibin glared at him and said, "Believe it or not, but the boss and Uncle Zhiqiang's Ximen and Yang families have more people coming."

Ximen Rongcheng and Yang Zhiqiang smiled indifferently and did not reply.

At this point, Ma Zhibin suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Ximen Rongcheng: "Boss, as a newly promoted Titled Douluo, aren't you going to show up on the second floor of the hall?"

Ximen Rongcheng waved his hand, with a somewhat unruly look on his face: "Why should I go up there? They are all elders, and I feel uncomfortable being with them."

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it all. Since his body recovered, he felt much more relaxed.

Ma Zhibin laughed after hearing this: "That's right. The last time the old men got together, they destroyed the Bu Ren Building. They got together again today, and I wonder what they are talking about."

He looked around, searching for familiar figures in the crowd, and saw a large crowd of people. He couldn't help but sigh, "Today's situation is really incredible."

"Looking at the situation, six or seven hundred people have already arrived, and the flow of people is still going on. I don't think a thousand people can stop them."

He shook his head as he spoke, with an expression of sighing, "Old Xunzi, your family's opening of a mansion this time is really a big deal."

Chen Xun smiled proudly and responded, "Haha, this is all because of everyone's giving me face."

He spread his hands and looked helpless.

Ma Zhibin rolled his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and said half-jokingly: "It's hard to say whether it's a compliment or not, but your family's arrangement this time is indeed interesting. A buffet? This is new."

Chen Xun nodded and smiled awkwardly, "Well, this idea was actually thought up by my Xiaojun. I'm sorry for making fun of my childish idea."

Ma Zhibin winked, with an expression that showed he knew everything, and said disdainfully: "They call it freedom, but I think it's actually just to save money."

Chen Xun had a few black lines on his face, and said speechlessly: "Alright, alright, eat yours."

He waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say anything more on this topic.

In fact, Ma Zhibin’s guess was not wrong.

A few days ago, after the Chen family estimated the replies to the invitations and the active submissions, they found that the number of people far exceeded expectations.

Faced with such a large number of people, the traditional banquet method is obviously not feasible.

Even with the support of major hotels in Chang'an City, the chefs still found it difficult to cope.

Therefore, Xiaojun came up with the idea of ​​a buffet, which was both novel and practical.

Ma Zhibin walked and observed the dishes on the table, his eyes lit up, "These dishes are indeed quite interesting, did you add a lot of new seasonings and spices?"

Then, he pointed at the guests who were watching and discussing the dishes and said, "Look, the people in the Food Hall are so engrossed."

At this time, Ning Ze came over, shook the wine glass in his hand, and said to Chen Xun with a smile: "Brother Xun, you have turned this golden birthday banquet into a promotion meeting."

"How about giving this wine to our Liuli Chamber of Commerce as the exclusive agent?"

He carefully savored the dual taste of ice and fire in the wine, and it was obvious that the uniqueness of the new wine attracted him.

Chen Xun waved his hand, indicating that he would not interfere in business affairs. "You should talk to my second aunt Lingyun and uncle Yunxiao, or you can talk to Xiaojun directly."

After hearing this, Ning Ze smiled helplessly, "I'd better go directly to Aunt Lingyun and Uncle Yunxiao. It's better not to look for your little brat."

Ma Zhibin also interrupted and said, "Ning Ze, you talk about business every other sentence. I really admire you. But, Lao Xunzi, it's strange that Xiaojun is in charge of your family's business. I don't know whether Xiaojun is precocious or you are too careless."

He shook his head, looking as if he couldn't do anything to you, picked up the wine glass and shook it gently. The wine in the glass rolled, icy mist bubbles rose up, and the red and blue wine swirled in the glass like a dreamy vortex.

He took a sip, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he praised sincerely: "This wine tastes really great, the fusion of ice and fire, dancing on the tip of the tongue, it is really worthy of the name 'ice and fire'. Tasting this wine on a hot summer day is really refreshing."

After tasting it carefully, he asked curiously, "Is this wine supposed to be Xiangxue Fruit Wine?"

"But I tasted a new layer of feeling. What on earth did you add to it to create such a wonderful red and blue color, and also produce icy mist bubbles?"

Chen Xun pretended to be mysterious and smiled without answering. He just said lightly: "Well, I don't know much about this. These are all new things that Xiaojun made up."

Although he said so, he actually knew very well in his heart that he had drunk this stuff a lot in the past few years in the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire.

Ma Zhibin caught the teasing in his eyes, knowing that Chen Xun was deliberately keeping him in suspense, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

So, he curled his lips and said unhappily: "Old Xunzi, don't lie to me. Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

"However, Ning Ze is right. You have to share some of the good stuff with my family this time."

He stretched out his hand and made a asking gesture, with a mixture of joking and seriousness on his face.

Chen Xun smiled easily and said, "Of course."

Ma Zhibin glanced at the silent Xue Tianming and raised his eyebrows. "Old Xue, why are you so silent today? You haven't said a word since just now."

Xue Tianming rolled his eyes and said leisurely, "Nothing, I just got mad at Xunzi, that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes."

Ma Zhibin looked back and forth between the two men, and finally fixed his gaze on Chen Xun, "Old Xun, you are really amazing this time. You can actually make the usually flamboyant and reserved Old Xue so angry."

Chen Xun spread his hands helplessly and shrugged, "Alas, my Xiaojun may not be able to go to our Fighting Spirit Academy, but this really can't be blamed on me."

"I never interfere in his affairs. It's my father and second uncle who worry about them."

Suddenly, he smacked his lips and said, "How about this, when the Snow City Lord and the others come, I will arrange for you to talk to them and see if there is any chance of a turnaround."

Hearing this, Xue Tianming glared at Chen Xun, turned his head away unhappily, and muttered, "This was your father's and your second uncle's idea, it's really nonsense."