Chapter 116 All here

"What?" Now it was the old man's turn to be surprised. He barely took two steps and came to Yang Huang and asked curiously, "Brother, how do you know the old name?" It turned out that as Yang Huang expected, this old man with a nine-point similar appearance to Huang Yuchen was called Huang Yuchen.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Yang Huang sneered and said, "So that there are not enough manpower, so I will gather the other people in my memory. I'm afraid that after a while, the whole Rantian Cave will be counted!" However, Yang Huang naturally would not say these words directly. He only heard him laugh dryly: "I heard everyone talk about it on the way here. Besides, who doesn't know this century-old brand in Hengjiang City?

"Little brother laughed!" Huang Yuchen shook his head, revealing a sense of depression in his expression. Nowadays, this store has long existed in name and death, and the only ones who will still visit are former regular customers. I miss the old feelings and come to support me when I have time. I haven't seen the descendants of Yang Huang for a long time. However, since Yang Huang has opened his mouth, he is a guest. Huang Yuchen didn't say anything and turned to get the menu.

"I won't order it!" Seeing Huang Yuchen trembling to pick up the menu, Yang Huang stood up. He knew that the food in this house was famously slow. I'm afraid it would take another half an hour before the food to come up. So he waved his hand and said, "You sit and drink tea and chat. I'll buy the paper, ink and ink!"

"Are you going out?" Feng Xiang quickly put down the tea bowl in his hand and said, "You are not familiar with Hengjiang City. I think I'd better compensate you to go together!"

"No!" Yang Huang shook his head: "I have been to Hengjiang City before, and I am much more familiar with it than you. Just concentrate on waiting for me here. I'll be back as soon as I go!"

After saying that, Yang Huang stepped away, walked to the door but stopped. Looking at the direction of the recruitment camp, he seemed to be waiting for something. Within a moment, a figure came far away from the recruitment camp. Yang Huang looked at it and saw that the man was none other than Luo Liang.

Seeing Luo Liang walking slowly, I'm afraid that when he enters the store, Yang Huang's first dish has just come up. Then there is no need to say more about the result. Naturally, Luo Liang will do it with them. And this also completed Yang Huang's memory. The first time he came to this store was with Luo Liang.

Up to now, Yang Huang has almost understood the operation law of this fantasy. That is, no matter how things go, they will never deviate from his memory. His memory is the core, and the foundation will never change. Then the next thing to do is to find a way to break this law.

However, this needs to be discussed in the long-term. Yang Huang has lost all his skills now, but he dares not take action. Otherwise, if there is an incident that will kill him and be clicked in this fantasy, he will really die in vain.

"One step at a time!" Yang Huang shook his head with a wry smile. Now, his mood has calmed down. Although what he has experienced now is difficult, it is not necessarily a good thing. At least as long as he breaks through this illusion, he can get several times more benefits than others. But now this benefit is like a fruit hanging far away from the sky, which can't be seen and eaten.

Maybe accidentally, in the process of picking, Yang Huang will fall to pieces and become a negative textbook in the future world of cultivation.

Yang Huang wanted to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Originally, he wanted to go to a bookstore or a special appliance room. But an ordinary inkstone there has to sell hundreds of copper coins, and the slightly better ones are even used for silver and gold. Of course, Yang Huang can't afford it, and he is an accountant, not a dancer, and he doesn't need such a good thing. He just needs to apply it.

"Oh, this little brother. What are you going to buy in my shop?" As soon as Yang Huang stood at the door of the grocery store, he saw a man dressed as a shopkeeper with a smile on his face.

This person, surnamed Qian, is a real grocery store owner. Yang Huang often dealt with him in the past, so as Yang Huang estimated in advance, his appearance has not changed, and he is still the former boss. Yang Huang has never seen the owner of the restaurant, but this time it appeared, so the fantasy had to come to make up the number casually in Yang Huang's memory.

"Good job, Boss Qian!" Yang Huang arched his hand and said, "I'm the newly appointed account room of the recruitment camp. Let's add a set of simple utensils and specifications. Just match them according to what Uncle Luo did in front!"

"Oh?" Boss Qian stroked a few goats on his chin and said curiously, "A few days ago, I heard Luo Liang say that he was busy to death and complained that no one would help him. Unexpectedly, he found someone?" Boss Qian said, but his hands were not slow. Quickly pulled out a stack of paper from the shelf, took out a white brush from the cabinet, an inkstone and two pieces of inkstone, and tied them together before handing them to Yang Huang: "They are all my own people. Give me ten copper plates!"

"Ten copper plates?" Before Yang Huang reached out to pick it up, a pair of jade palms had been grabbed first on the configured pen, ink, paper and inkstone. At the same time, only a crisp voice sounded: "Boss Qian, you are too unkind!"

Hearing this sound, Yang Huang was stunned at first, turned his head and looked at it, and was immediately stunned. Because Yang Huang never thought that it would be Murong Yuer standing in his waiting room!

"Oh?" Boss Qian twitched the corners of his mouth, but immediately said with a smile, "Miss Yuer, you have wronged me. My old money to do business has always been honest. How can I be unkind?

"Hmm!" Yuer wrinkled her small nose and said angrily, "I came to buy this ink paper with my young lady. That time we were charged 15 cents. This time, he still took an inkstone with an inkstone, which only asked for ten cents. You are not unkind, but what is it?"

"Okay!" Before Boss Qian's excuse, another Wenyun voice came: "Yu'er, you blame Boss Qian. The paper this little brother bought is different from ours. If you don't believe it, you can touch it."

Yuer stretched out her hand suspiciously when she heard the words, and her face changed. It was as red as the red glow in the sky. She mischievously stuck out her tongue and stopped talking more. He stuffed the bag into Yang Huang's arms and immediately hid behind the young lady and refused to come out.

"You are always so impulsive, 16 years old, and still like a child!" The young lady's mouth was harsh, but her eyes were full of doting. It seems that Murong Yuer is not his maid at all but her sister!

The young lady was talking, but she saw Yang Huang in front of her. At this time, Yang Huang's eyes widened and seemed to see something incredible. The young lady thought that Yang Huang was angry because of Murong Yuer's powerlessness just now, and quickly explained, "This young man, Yuer is young and naughty, but there is absolutely no malice. I hope you can have a lot of adults. Don't embarrass her!"

At this time, Yang Huang felt his gaffe and quickly waved his hand and said, "The two ladies are really funny. How dare I blame the two ladies? It's just that the two ladies are really beautiful. I was just stunned for a moment. I hope the two ladies are tolerant. Don't blame me for being abrupt!"

This paragraph, Yang Huang said more awkwardly. However, when he saw the two people opposite him, Yang Huang had to pretend to win each other's favor first. Because the two people opposite are Murong Yuer and Xianghan, who he planned to look for before, but didn't know where to start!

Yang Huang calculated thousands of calculations, but how can he calculate it? The two women actually came together and turned into a pair of sisters' ladies and maidservants.

"It turned out to be a big pervert!" At this time, Murong Yuer playfully poked out half of his head from Xianghan's back, made a grimace at Yang Huang, and immediately quickly took it back.

"Yuer, don't talk nonsense." Xianghan's face finally showed a trace of awkwardness. Although Yang Huang in front of him was dressed simply, his temperament was quite calm. In the face of Xianghan and Murong Yuer, although he was humble, he did not show timidity. Xianghan was also very curious about his origin.

"It doesn't matter!" Yang Huang waved his hand carelessly: "Sister Yuer is naive and lively, which is lovely. How could I be angry with her? But since Yu'er's sister said that I was not right, I also need to make up for it!" After saying that, Yang Huang thought for a moment and turned around and took out a pile of paper from the shelf: "I'm also a poor boy. I don't have any money. These writing papers are given to the lady!"

After saying that, Yang Huang took out 20 copper coins from his arms and gave them to the shopkeeper. Then he saluted Xiang Han before leaving. It seems that there is no intention to talk to Xianghan at all. However, this does not mean that Yang Huang really doesn't have this thought. It's just that he knows too little about them now. If he rushes to ask for a chat-up, he will scare others away. It is still the right thing to do by sidelines and get the message of the two of them from Boss Qian.

After waiting for Yang Huang to spend a lot of money to buy an abacus from the carpenter's shop, Luo Liang really sat down with Feng Xiang and others, and the table was full of wine and vegetables. Needless to say, he knew that Luo Liang did something today.

Seeing Yang Huang coming in, Zhou Pangzi was the first to pat the table excitedly and stood up. He waved his hand vigorously and said, "Come on, I'll be waiting for you!"

Not to mention Fatty Zhou, even Yang Huang couldn't help moving his index finger after seeing this table of wine and vegetables. Now he seems to have been a human for two generations, so there is no need to say more about his feelings for the food here. After a little polite, several people couldn't wait to eat with their chopsticks.

Luo Liang looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone brought back from Yang Huang's hand and smiled with appreciation while eating. He felt that this meal was really worth it. Yang Huang was really a talented person.