Skilled in managing a house

Hearing what Zheng Lun said, Zhang Yu couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had already been discovered by others when he deceived the young master of the Qiao family.

Thinking about it, the Wood King Qiao family has such a big business, and there are many experts in the family. People can tell at a glance whether the thunder split wood brought back by Qiao Wanzhi is real or fake.

Especially at that time, Zhang Yu did not conceal his identity and reported his real name. With the current consultation, he can find out his details with just a little investigation.

Similarly, this made Zhang Yu somewhat puzzled. The Qiao family suffered a loss in this matter, so why didn't they settle the score with him?

Zhang Yu knew this very well, but the others at the same table obviously didn't know. Du Meng immediately said curiously: "Mr. Zheng, what's going on? What's the deal between the old man and Zhang Yu?"

"The old man raised a few trees in the forest farm of Nanhai Town, Zhenhai, just waiting to be struck by lightning. But Zhang Yu was a good boy. Before betting on the trees, he cheated by using lightning-inducing skills and struck a few fake lightning-strike trees. Not only that, he even bullied the old man’s grandson who didn’t know what was going on. He used this fake thunder-cleaved wood to replace the Qiao family’s real thunder-cleaved wood. It’s really abominable..." Zheng Lun said.

"There is such a thing. Zhang Yu is going too far!" Du Meng said angrily.

Qian Qian said: "Zhang Yu is an unworthy abbot of a Taoist temple. To do such a thing is simply a disgrace to his status. The Qiao family should announce this matter to the world after it is over, and find him to investigate. How come before, I’ve never heard of it? Is that kid so cheap?”

"According to what I wanted, I naturally wanted to teach that kid a lesson, but after thinking about it, the old man thought that the matter involved face, so he did not challenge him. Anyway, everyone went their separate ways. As long as this kid doesn't offend us again in the future. Just have it in hand." Zheng Lun said calmly.

"As expected, the old man is in great numbers. Let's toast to the old man." After Du Meng finished speaking, he raised the wine glass.

When Zhang Yu and others saw him raising their glasses, they also raised their glasses to toast Mr. Qiao together.

However, Zhang Yu was also full of suspicion, wondering if his identity had been discovered by Zheng Lun. Could it be that this guy has figured out his identity, and the purpose of saying this is to deliberately remind him?

Now that I have already impersonated Zheng Yiyuan, a third-grade layman, I can only pretend to be the third-grade layman Zheng Yiyuan, no matter what.

Everyone drank together, and then Taoist Hewen said: "Have you ever heard of one thing? That is, on New Year's Day, people from various families went to the black market, but they have not come back yet. There are rumors that , the black market has been burned to the ground, and all the people on the black market and those who went to the black market are dead. There are also rumors that the people in the black market killed all the people who went there..."

Qian Qian continued: "I have also heard about this matter. Anyway, there are all kinds of theories in the world. Many sects and big families want to go to the black market, but they don't know the way."

Having said this, Qian Qian looked at Zhang Yu and said, "Mr. Zheng, have you ever been to the black market?"

Faced with the other party's statement and Qian Qian's initial actions, Zhang Yu was inevitably doubtful as to whether this was a test.

But Zhang Yu just smiled lightly and said, "I went to the black market once in my early years."

"How could a master like Mr. Zheng have never been to the black market..." Du Meng said excitedly: "Mr. Zheng, I don't know what the black market is like..."

It can be seen that this guy is obviously yearning for the black market. He probably doesn't have an invitation, so he can't go.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "The black market is on an island. At that time, I was taken to a large ship by a small boat. After boarding the ship, I was locked in a cabin without windows and was not allowed to go out. Passed by After a long time, I finally came to the island, and on this island..."

After all, he is someone who has been to the black market, and he still knows the conditions of the black market well. Of course, Zhang Yu would not say anything about what happened on the black market. He only described the situation of the black market mall and the treasures in the black market.

After listening to his story, everyone here couldn't help but feel a little yearning. Even Guan Ying's eyes towards Zhang Yu changed again. envious! Extremely envious!

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, there was silence in the flower hall. Everyone seemed to be reminiscing about the black market and looking forward to one day being able to go to the black market.

After a while, Zheng Lun was the first to say: "Mr. Zheng is really well-informed, and he was even invited by the black market. It is really enviable. Come, let's all toast to Mr. Zheng."

Good guy, at his suggestion, everyone raised their glasses again and toasted Zhang Yu with a glass of wine.

They had just finished their glasses of wine when the cell phone in Zheng Lun's pocket rang, "Ring ring ring... ring ring ring..."

"Old man, I'm going to answer the phone." Zheng Lun looked at Mr. Qiao and said.

"Yes." Mr. Qiao nodded.

Zheng Lun immediately got up and said to everyone: "Everyone, I'll excuse you for a moment."

After saying that, he quickly walked out of the flower hall.

After Zheng Lun left, Du Meng suggested having a drink with Zhang Yu. Among these people, he likes to drink the most, and he is also quite generous.

Seeing that he was so enthusiastic, Zhang Yu didn't want to see him outside, so he had another drink with Du Meng and started chatting again.

In just three minutes, Zheng Lun hurriedly walked in from outside.

After he came in, he said directly: "Old man, can you take a step to speak."

After hearing this, Mr. Qiao immediately said: "There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to do, just come and sit down and talk."

"Then..." Zheng Lun glanced at Zhang Yu, Zhou Qingyun and Guan Ying, and finally followed Mr. Qiao's wishes and returned to sit next to the Eight Immortals table.

Zhang Yu could tell that he seemed to have something important to do, so he immediately said: "Old man, I plan to go to the bathroom."

Although he was also curious about what happened, he was an outsider after all and needed to take the initiative to avoid suspicion.

However, Mr. Qiao said directly: "Wait a minute and I will accompany you. Mr. Zheng, just tell me what is going on."

"The people below just called to report, saying that the third young master took people to the Green Leaf Forest Farm, but after entering, he never came out and could not be contacted. They sent several waves of people in to search, but the results were the same When a mud cow enters the sea, it will never return. Among the people accompanying it, there are many good hands. The people guarding outside are now confused and can only call back for help." Zheng Lun said with some worry.

"There is such a thing... Isn't the Greenleaf Forest Farm our industry? How can we still have access and no exit..." Mr. Qiao said in astonishment.

"It's always unclear what exactly happened unless I went to the scene to see it. Old man, I think the only solution for now is to ask the experts here to take a trip to see what happened to the forest farm." Zheng Lun said seriously.