Yuanshin: A big gift every week

"When did you come here? Why didn't I notice you?"

"It's okay, you don't need to talk about it, this is just my only curiosity."

Zhong Li didn't wait for Feng Qing's answer, he raised his arm, summoned a maid who was walking over and said:

"Prepare a cup of tea for Mr. Feng Qing, he just came here."

When this elderly waitress found Feng Qing as an outsider, she had already walked down from the second floor quickly and walked over.

Although she is only a receptionist of Zhudian Fang, she understands the rules set by the boss very well:

'Only a person with an invitation letter can be a guest here, otherwise...the rules here cannot be broken, and he cannot be allowed to disturb the chicness of the distinguished guests. '

With this in mind, when she came over to find out, she heard what Mr. Zhongli said...

"Mr. Fengqing? Mr. Fengqing? Feng...Fengqing! Is that the Fengqing who showed his supernatural powers in the Qunyu Pavilion, repelled the demon god, and then received and commended by Lord Ningguang?" The waitress looked at Zhong Li in surprise. The man next to Mr., he is so young.

She didn't control the volume of her speech, and the people at the next table could hear her...

For a time,

The bustling scene on the Pearl and Pearl Boat seemed to have been pressed to a halt, and several eyes with complicated meanings looked at Fengqing and Zhongli.

Quiet, dead quiet, maybe throwing an embroidery needle on the deck at this moment, everyone may hear it.

"It's just what you think, why don't you serve him a good pot of tea?"

Zhong Li lowered his eyelids slightly, picked up the undrinked glass of wine and drank it slowly.

He was a person with an invitation letter in Zhudianfang, but it is not known where his invitation letter came from.

After all, there was not much Mora found on him at all, and the sponsorship fee for sending Xiandianyi was all given by Dadalia.

What are you doing in a daze, go quickly?By the way, make a few special dishes. "

The person who spoke was Feng Qing, he didn't have any sense of those complicated sights behind him.

It's a joke, Oser's huge body, he faces it alone, is he still afraid of the sight of these people of all kinds?Watch it if you like it.

The waitress, who didn't know her name, immediately changed her expression of respect and fear, and she was no longer as domineering as when she walked over:

"Yes, yes, what you said, I was stunned by the villain. You are a distinguished guest, and we have not entertained you well... Immediately... I will prepare exquisite meals and good tea for you. Please wait a moment."

After the waitress finished speaking, she ran into the pavilion and began to go to the kitchen to direct the chef to cook.

Don't mention how embarrassing he looks.

Fengqing (Qian Dede) kept looking at the people around him coldly, and was so frightened that those who wanted to chat with him sat back down.

"Is this what you usually do?"

Zhongli gently pushed the jug to the middle of the table with his hand and placed it in the middle of the table. Wine and tea have been placed in the middle since ancient times in terms of table culture.

He still retains the old customs.

"Instead of asking about my personality, I would like to ask you, when you beat a demon god..."

Feng Qing spoke to Zhong Li in a normal tone, but was still interrupted by the latter.

I saw him pointing to the guests who were listening with pricked up ears, indicating that this is not a place to talk.

"Okay, why weren't you there at that time? On the contrary, this kind of place, you seem to be very familiar with the road, it seems that you have not missed it?" Feng Qing picked up the 'menu' on the edge of the dining table, which is The so-called Pearl and Tin Boat Appreciation Records, I opened it and looked at it, and it reads:

"Exquisite and beautiful, elegant smile and soft song, all in it, let you choose..

Chapter 310 Five: Look, how good is this attitude? (ask for tickets, ask for flowers)

At this time, the pearl-and-tear boat, which should have been feasting and feasting, allowing guests to enjoy themselves in time, extravagant and luxurious, was completely dead silent.

Many people, whether they were standing or sitting, or the bodyguards guarding the pearl boat, did not even dare to breathe out, for fear of disturbing the mood of this 'god' and leaving them dead without a place to bury them.

After all... this lord is not easy to talk to.

During the Demon God incident, Feng Qing's abilities were not like the decent people in the storybook.

Not everyone thinks like Zhongli that ability is neither good nor bad.

"It's all in it, let you choose? There are more than a dozen women's names written on the back. I think they are flower names?"

Feng Qing casually flipped through a few pages of Jian Zhen Lu, and then put it back to its original position. Zhong Li, who was sitting opposite, still didn't answer his question.

Even the immortals were not present in this demon god incident, so he did not see the true power of the final machine.

And Zhongli seemed to ponder for a while, and only said one sentence:

"In terms of common sense, I really needed to be present and participate in this incident, rather than standing on the sidelines and talking to the disciples."

He didn't refer to the gods, and he didn't say anything about the Demon God Incident 810, but Feng Qing must be able to understand:

"Oh? And then? Then why aren't you here?"

Feng Qing leaned comfortably on the back of the chair and asked.

He didn't ask this question out of boredom, but felt that Zhongli must have other purposes.

What you do now is definitely related to the future.

"You are still here, Qixing is still there, and there are many people who want to do their bit for Liyue."

Zhong Li took the flagon jug that he had just placed in the middle of the table to his face again, and poured himself a glass of white wine that was about to overflow.

Then, after taking a look at Feng Qing, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp without leaking a single drop, without saying a word.

"This answer... I'm still not satisfied... Forget it, let's talk about something else!"

"Please say."

At this moment, the maid who was frightened by Feng Qing came out of the pavilion with a group of Yingyan, and went straight to where Feng Qing and Zhong Li were.

Each of them held a plate of steaming dishes in their hands, or they brought out a large basin with a humble attitude.

"Mr. Fengqing, and Mr. Zhongli, Zhudianfang (cgcc) will apologize to you here. The villain's attitude was not very good just now. I didn't know that you came here as a guest, and I almost offended you..."

Then, holding the flagon, the tea maid began to introduce herself:

"My name is Luoxia. The Yingying and Yanyan behind me are all prepared for you, so let them feed you. Of course, if you have a crush on a certain woman, just mention it, our That's what the boss meant."

Luoxia's attitude was very humble, she didn't dare to show her air, and she didn't dare to raise her head to look at Fengqing, and the angle of her bow became lower and lower.

Look, look at this attitude, how nice it is,

All are not of the kind:

You saved us all, you have to save Xi's attitude.

Feng Qing was very satisfied, and wanted to bring Yingmei and Paimeng over to experience such a service.

He didn't respond, Luo Xia could only rely on her own feelings, and respectfully replaced Feng Qing and Zhong Li with new tea and good wine.

Yingying Yanyan in the back is also serving dishes one by one.

And the other guests, taking advantage of this time, stood up one after another, but gently and slowly, and were about to take the boat back to the pier.

Today is really a disappointment, they dare not sit here at this time.

"Mr. Fengqing, this is a white jade tofu soup. It is white and soft, sweet and sweet, and it melts in your mouth."

When each woman serves the dishes, she will mainly introduce the names and tastes of the dishes to Fengqing.

Every sentence seems to have a double meaning.

It's a pity that when Feng Qing looked up at the woman's face, he just nodded slightly.

"it is good."

Just saying one word, the woman backed away in a very sensible way, and let the next person fill in.

"Hello, Mr. Fengqing, let me introduce you, little girl, this is a dish called Miwowo, which is made from high-quality rice grains after being beaten into powder..." Then, as time went by, the surface of the sea The sun above was sinking further and further.

After ten dishes, the faces of the ten women were clearly seen by Feng Qing.

Luoxia was standing beside him, secretly watching his words.

If Feng Qing likes that one, she will definitely be able to see it, and then she will "pull the boat with the current".

It's just a pity that she didn't see any yearning expression on Fengqing's face, thinking that the other party didn't like Zhudianfang's top card.

This is not the fault of Luoxia or the boss behind Zhudianfang, nor is it that these ten women are not well received.

If these ten Yingying and Yanyan were placed on Liyue Street, many men would be moved.

The reason why Feng Qing was indifferent was because he had played thoroughly with Rosalia in the noon and afternoon.

Therefore, his state of mind is very calm now, even Zhongli, who is sitting across from him, finds it strange.

"Okay, your service is very good, I am very satisfied. Now, please go back first, I have something important to talk about."

After Feng Qing finished speaking, his eyes rolled around, and he took out a bag of Mora from the void.

Some property was rewarded to everyone including Luoxia.

Not too big or too small, enough for them to buy some nice rouge to smear on their faces.

After each of the ten women took the money, they looked at each other, and then looked at Luoxia, letting her decide.

Is this a reward or is it trying to send them away?

Is it because Mr. Feng Qing looks down on them?

Luoxia was also a little confused by this.

She was a little uncertain about what Mr. Feng Qing meant.

It only took about three seconds before Luoxia continued to lower her head, and the other ten women also lowered their heads.

"Since you have something important to discuss, Mr. Fengqing, then we will step down first, and we will serve you at any time."

Luoxia's main client is Fengqing, and Zhongli is just incidental.

The latter also understands this.

He was holding his wine jug, drinking on his own, as if he was watching a play silently.

Luoxia, the ten beautiful women and the actors standing still on the stage retreated one by one.

At this time, only Feng Qing and Zhong Li were left on the deck of the Pearl-and-Tin Boat.

Also, the ten dishes in front of him exude a strong fragrance.

"Why do you want to dismiss them, don't you like those beautiful women?"

At the beginning, Zhong Li thought that Feng Qing would definitely accept those women as food supplements by his side, but now he has completely rejected them.

Based on his understanding of Feng Qing in these few meetings, the other party should be a very energetic young man?

Even the executive officers of fools can do it, so it is impossible to reject those Yingyingyanyans?

Could it be that he is afraid of getting dirty?

Is it not a chaste body to dislike others? .

Chapter 310 Six: Gan Yu's Remains (asking for tickets and flowers)

Feng Qing picked up the gold-plated chopsticks on the table, and was about to pick up a piece of meat from the plate and put it into his mouth to replenish his strength, but stopped at this moment.

"I don't know why, maybe my sixth sense is at work. I feel that you are thinking about some bad things. It should be related to me."

He has always spoken outspokenly, even if the other party is a god.

To be honest, the two gods Feng Qing has come into contact with so far disappointed him a little.

The former Fengshen's behavior made him disdainful, while the latter Yanshen, that is, Zhongli who was sitting opposite, Fengqing just had a good impression of him.

No matter how approachable a god is, he should have his own temper, right?

But Feng Qing didn't see it for the time being, or... the people on Sky Island are the real gods?

The idea suddenly took root in his mind.

"It really has something to do with you, what happened just now, because you like chaste women, you..."

Zhong Li looked at the half-closed wooden door on the other side of the pavilion. Those beautiful beauties should be waiting inside, quietly waiting for Feng Qing's call.

"Maybe or not."

Feng Qing only said a few words, and started to pick up the chopsticks to deal with the food on the table again, he had to replenish energy in time.

It is now 05:30 in the afternoon, which is what Liyue calls You Hour, time is fleeting, and he has to go to Keqing at night.