I have a room in Huangquan

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"you!!"

Qian Gui's heart tightened, he couldn't help taking a few steps back, and said angrily:

"Your Excellency is too much. I have also done my best during this time. You can enjoy the things here, but I bought them with money. Could it be that you want to repay your favor?"

"Humph! Humph! It's such a good sentence to repay kindness with hatred, businessmen seek profit, and there is no profiteering without business. Do you really think I still have to thank you?"

Ding Xiaoyi knew exactly what Qian Gui was thinking, like a mirror.

There is no love for no reason, and no hate for no reason.

This guy seems innocent, but the calculation in his heart is louder than anyone else.

If you go out by yourself, you will definitely be targeted by other disciples. It is impossible for Qian Gui to not understand this truth.

What does Qian Gui want to do?Is it to let Zhang Gu have more material to write about?

Yes, and not all of them.

If it's just because he provided materials for Zhang Gu, it might not be too much of a fuss, there must be other reasons.

Although the reason for this is not clear to me, it is not a good thing to think about it.

Qian Gui smiled coldly when he heard the words: "I have good intentions, if you don't like it, forget it, why bother to hurt others."

After talking about Qian Gui, he turned around and was about to leave.

But just as he moved, a cold blade was already attached to his neck.

The bone-piercing chill hit the blade, and Qian Gui couldn't help shivering immediately. When he looked back, he saw Ding Xiaoyi standing behind him at some point.

"I didn't let you come!"

As Ding Xiaoyi said, the blade couldn't help getting closer, and suddenly a bright red blood bead drew a bloodstain on the blade, and landed tick-tock on the collar of Qian Gui's chest.

For a moment, Qian Gui's face turned cold: "You madman, what are you doing!!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help looking at Zhang Gu, wanting to make Zhang Gu intercede.

Unexpectedly, just looking at him, Qian Gui almost fainted from anger.

Zhang Gu not only ignored him, but acted like a bystander, squatting in the corner holding the small wooden box, recording the scene in front of him.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you why you are in such a hurry to send me out."

"I just want to help!" Qian Gui yelled in denial.

But his despicable acting skills are invisible in the eyes of Ding Xiaoyi and others.

Song Xing learned from Huang Zhe's fan. There are only four big characters on the fan, and he continued to perform.Then the fan turned around, revealing another side, I believe you a ghost!

Seeing that everyone didn't believe what he meant, after Qian Gui's facial muscles twitched a few times, he finally said: "Someone asked me to do this, Luo Wanwei from the military family, he knows you are injured, and he wants me to think about it as soon as possible." Way to send you out of prison."

This answer is not surprising, Ding Xiaoyi looked at Qian Gui with a smile.

This time he didn't even need to open his mouth, Qian Gui added consciously: "I told him, he offered 1 taels of gold for this news."

The only ones who knew he was injured were Zhang Gu, Chu Ke, and Song Xingxue.

Qian Gui was also in the inn. After he was escorted away, he learned about it from the conversation between the three of Chu and Ke.

As a businessman, maximizing profits is the last word.

The merchant has already sent a secret letter telling him that in order to maximize the intensification of the conflict, Zhang Gu must write a climax that is better than the previous chapter, so as to make money.

If Ding Xiaoyi hides here and does not go out, then there is nothing to see.

Therefore, both emotionally and rationally, Qian Gui felt that Ding Xiaoyi could not stay in the cell.

He thought he acted very well, but he didn't know that it was revealed in a single meeting.

Chu Ke shook his head helplessly: "That's not how my friend sells land."

When it comes to selling friends, no one knows how to sell them better than him, so that they can be sold at a good price, and those who can still sell them are willing and thinking of you.

This is the skill of strategists, obviously Qian Gui is not the material.

Ding Xiaoyi stood aside, and when he heard Chu Ke's exclamation, he couldn't help patting Qian Gui's shoulder with a sigh: "Come on, there are experts here, let him teach you, what to do next!"

As he spoke, he pushed Qian Gui towards Chu Ke, and Chu Ke easily pulled Qian Gui and walked aside.

The two had a pair of cuffs, holding hands, and no one could see clearly what was going on under the sleeves.

After a while, Qian Gui's expression changed, and he looked up at Chu Ke in front of him: "This statement is true!"

Chu Ke grinned, showing his neat white teeth, and said with a smile, "Hey, I'm not as good as you in business, and even ten of you are not as good as me in selling friends."

Chapter 729: The Thigh Arrives

The moment Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the prison, he immediately felt many malicious eyes staring at him.

In addition to hostility and murderous intent, there are also curious eyes.

I believe that if this is not the royal capital of the Da Yue Clan, these guys would have already swarmed up at this time, and they would not be able to forgive themselves if they chopped themselves into meat paste.

"Mr. Ding, the Da Yue Clan will hold a grand ceremony in three days, please be sure to attend."

A group of guards from the Moon Palace stepped forward and handed a business card to Ding Xiaoyi.

Of course, other people also have a share.

"Hey, it's clear that we're going to fight in the ring!"

Song Xingxue put away the invitation, glanced around, avoided Chu Ke's eyes and ears, and whispered in his ear: "This time, the old thief Jie Zhi is not here, what are we going to do?"

What kind of shit grand ceremony, to put it mildly, is to invite everyone to dinner.

To put it bluntly, this is a body dismemberment meeting. With only an illiterate Ding Xiaoyi, without Jie Zhi's help, he will be picked up by these experts every second without even thinking about leaving the skin.

At that time, Ding Xiaoyi, who was stripped of his golden body, said that he was a thief, and everyone killed him on the spot, and no one would have any objection.

Ding Xiaoyi frowned, Song Xingxue's words were poking at his weakness.

Press down to go to the banquet, there is only one dead end.

But if he wanted to escape, it might not be easy. After all, with so many eyes staring at him, even though he had the invisibility technique, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to hide from the eyes of those experts.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a familiar voice came from not far away.

"Brother, do you want to sell this kettle? What! You want me to pay three cents for this broken kettle, and I can pick up a brick and bring it back, which is worth more than this!"

Following the sound, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes lit up, and he saw a tattered Taoist from a distance, standing on the street, bargaining with the tea peddler.

Immediately grinned, and smiled at Song Xingxue: "The helper is coming soon! Help me hold them back, I will come as soon as I go."

As he spoke, he strode forward and patted the man on the shoulder: "What do you want these scraps of metal for?"

"You know what a fart, take this back and it's all from the pre-Qin..." Before he finished speaking, the other party looked back in a daze, and his face suddenly showed joy.

"I finally found you kid, I thought you'd already run away!"

The person in front of him is none other than Taoist Wuzhi who he sent a message through the paper crane.

This guy's whole body is covered with scrap copper and iron. If he hadn't heard his voice, Ding Xiaoyi would have thought it was a junk collector at first glance.

"I want to go, but I can't..."

Ding Xiaoyi let out a burst of exclamation, and dragged Taoist Wuju to sit in the small teahouse while drinking tea, while briefly explaining his current situation.

"No wonder! I said that after I came here, there are portraits of you wanted everywhere."

Taoist Wuju scratched his head: "However, when it comes to debate, I'm not good at it."

"Not good at?? Don't you Taoists like to debate?" Ding Xiaoyi asked.

"It's different, they are Taoists! We are Taoists, and religion and family are not the same concept!"

Wuju Taoist explained the difference between the two.

The so-called Taoism is actually a general term, but in this era, Taoism is Taoism, spreading Taoist thoughts and teachings.

The initial development of Taoism was like this, but after many things later, the development of Taoism has long since stopped playing this way.

Taoism casts a wide net, hoping that everyone will believe in it, so it is naturally good at debating.

Although Taoism also recruits good men and women, but when it develops to the generation of Taoists without restraint, the pursuit of Taoism changes.

A Taoist often spends his whole life looking for a predestined apprentice to pass on the mantle.

As for the rest, I can sum it up in one simple sentence: "Believe it or not, get out, don't delay my Lian Dan."

"So you came to me for this matter, but you found the wrong person!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi was a little disappointed, apparently his desire to ask Taoist Wuju for help had failed.

"Hey, since that's the case, let's take a step forward!"

He heaved a long sigh, and talked to Taoist Wuju about the Eternal Land, but Wang Gouzi hadn't arrived yet.

Just relying on their strength to rush in rashly, I am afraid they will only go and never return.

"Then just wait, if there are too many of them, they shouldn't be able to rush over quickly!"

After talking, the two left the teahouse and joined Song Xingxue and others. Chu Ke and Zhang Gu didn't ask about the appearance of Taoist Wuzhi.

Song Xingxue inspected Wuzhi Taoist from top to bottom, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Could this be the rumored Beggar Gang?"

Thinking of this, he glanced at the seven large kettles hanging on Taoist Wuju again: "Elder Qihu??"

Fortunately, Song Xingxue didn't say this, otherwise he would be severely despised by Taoist Wuju.

Naturally, Qian Gui would not ask Taoist Wuju the reason, and warmly entertained them back to the inn: "I just changed cooks yesterday, and this is how I cook!!"

Qian Gui gave his thumbs up with a full of praise.

But of course he wouldn't tell them that the original cook disappeared inexplicably, and the new cook was recruited by himself just this morning. As for the cooking skills, he didn't know.

But anyway, the cook changed, and it was the same set of roasted whole lamb, and the taste was basically the same.

After asking everyone to be seated, Qian Gui hurriedly said goodbye and left.

According to Chu Ke, he should report to some of his 'good friends' at this time.

In fact, Chu Ke did not make things difficult for Qian Gui from the beginning to the end. The merchants value profits, and from the standpoint of Qian Gui, there is nothing wrong.

So Chu Ke simply made a small deal with Qian Gui.

When necessary, just help them pass some news to these so-called friends.

As long as he agrees to this, Ding Xiaoyi and others will not make things difficult for him.

After all, sometimes the living are worth more than the dead.

As for what news to deliver, Qian Gui has not been told yet, but what Chu Ke means is that if he has to run away as a last resort, Qian Gui can still be of great use.

"Just eat something, if there is any way, let's think about it tomorrow, eat something and have a good rest!

"Chu Ke said.

However, Ding Xiaoyi and Song Xingxue have no appetite.

Although the seasoning here is relatively rich, after a few days of eating, I found that except for roast lamb and stewed lamb, there is no intention at all. If you eat too much, you will feel very greasy.

Just when the two said they didn't plan to eat and were going to rest.

Suddenly, Song Xingxue moved his nose, and a unique fragrance wafted from the back kitchen, which immediately made him give up the idea of ​​going back to the room.

It didn't take long for the first course to be served on the table.

Believe it, if it wasn't for the work to hold this dish over his chest, instead of serving the dish as usual, I'm afraid my saliva would flow out at this moment.

"Lips and teeth stay fragrant!"

After reporting the name of the dish, the first plate was only placed on the table. Everyone took a closer look, and Chu Ke immediately laughed, "Isn't this the sunflower dish?"

Sunflower is relatively common in the Central Plains, and it can be regarded as the main dish of ordinary people.

The taste and texture are relatively poor. It is often done by adding a handful of sunflower leaves when cooking porridge.

The color is crystal clear and emerald green, full of vitality, exuding a unique fragrance.

But Chu Ke once wondered in his heart whether this thing was not fried well.

"Forget it, it's rare to be able to taste the delicacies of my hometown in the Western Regions!" Thinking of this, he picked up the chopsticks he carried with him and tasted them.

However, as soon as he took a mouthful of sunflower vegetables, Chu Ke's face immediately revealed an inconceivable look.