My Master is Lin Zhengying

It has even begun to spread to Jinling City.

After all, this is the development trend of clothing, which has passed the test of time.

Walking on the street now, basically two out of ten people are wearing Chinese tunic suits.

Today's Uncle Jiu can be said to be full of red and full of energy.

When you see someone you know, greet them warmly.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at Zuixian Tower.

Qiu Sheng had come to the door early to wait.

Seeing Uncle Jiu and Nan Chen arriving, he ran over directly:

"Master, Junior Brother!"

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"Qiu Sheng, have you arranged the banquet yet?"

"Master, don't worry, everything has been arranged.

There are five tables upstairs, numbers one to five.

There are [-] ocean dishes on each table, absolutely spectacular. "

Qiu Sheng said with a smile.

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly:

"That's right, you and Nan Chen are here to welcome the guests, Wen Cai, you and I will go up."

From Uncle Jiu's point of view, Wen Cai was dumbfounded.

Let Wencai welcome the guests, so as not to offend others.

So let Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng welcome the guests.

After the three listened, they did not refute:

"It's the master!"

Then Uncle Jiu and Wencai went to Zuixian Tower.

It's ten o'clock in the morning.

The guests will arrive one after another.

Zhou Laosan who sells fish, Dali who farms, Feng Lao who sells coal, Li Xiangshen and so on.

They are all on good terms with Uncle Jiu.

Both Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng greeted them warmly, and even received a lot of red envelopes.

After a while, Master Yixiu, Priest Simu, Jia Le and Qing Qing rushed over.

The four started their journey early in the morning and did not arrive until now.

Seeing Nan Chen and Qiu Sheng, Jia Le ran over excitedly:

"Nanchen, Qiusheng..."

Qingqing also laughed and quickened her pace.

Today, Jiale finally buttoned up the buttons.

When the four-eyed Taoist priest was at home, this kid wore clothes without buttons for a long time

As if he was afraid that others would not know that he had eight-pack abs.

Qingqing still wore traditional blue floral clothes, which looked delicate and pleasant.

But Nan Chen knew very well that this Qingqing's temperament was very wild.

At the same time, Daoist Simu and Master Yixiu also came over.

"Namo Amitabha, a small gift is not a respect!"

With that said, Master Yixiu took out a red envelope the size of a palm.

As a result, the four-eyed Taoist directly persuaded Master Yixiu with a sentence:

"Such a small red envelope is naturally a small gift."

After finishing speaking, the four-eyed priest stared.

Directly from the backpack, he took out a giant red envelope the size of a washbasin.

"Monk, do you see, this is called giving gifts."

After speaking, he handed it to Qiu Sheng.

Nan Chen looked embarrassed, these two old fellows could bicker even with a gift.

Nan Chen laughed:

"Fourth Uncle, Master, please come inside and sit upstairs. The master is already upstairs."