102 Invitation

While Xiao Chen and Ye Chengwen were talking about the heinous crimes committed by the Japanese in China in the living room, Zhang Qiuling and Ye Weiyin were talking about some trivial things in the kitchen.

With the passage of time, the two women in the kitchen have prepared the meals one by one.

"Would you like to drink?" After smelling the fragrance of rice, Ye Chengwen looked at the man around him who had the same interests and asked.

"Drink." Xiao Chen replied cheerfully.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and buy beer."

After Ye Chengwen finished speaking, he opened the door and went downstairs, and Xiao Chen walked into the kitchen.

"Men don't go into the kitchen." Zhang Qiuling smiled and said to stop at the moment when Xiao Chen was about to step into the kitchen.

Xiao Chen returned to the living room with a smile and sat on the sofa and repeatedly chewed the meaning of "men should not enter the kitchen".

When Zhang Qiuling and Ye Weiyin brought all the food to a round table in the living room, Ye Chengwen just came back with a box of beer in his hands.

Four people sat down at the table and began to settle down for dinner.

Ye Weiyin's dishes are a little light, and there is not much oil and salt, but this does not prevent the deliciousness of the dishes. It even looks a little delicate and elegant, just like Ye Weiyin. After Xiao Chen and Ye Chengwen sat down, they began to drink a glass of wine, as if they wanted to be taller.

Ye Weiyin and Zhang Qiuling talked in a low voice, occasionally picking up vegetables.

The atmosphere on the dinner table became more active with the two men's stomachs of a glass of beer, but Ye Chengwen was really drunk, and his face turned red after two bottles of beer. The idea of drinking Ye Chengwen was just a moment of painstaking effort. He just wanted to drink because he felt happy.

"Cung Wen, don't drink it. You haven't drunk so much wine." Looking at her brother's increasingly red face, Ye Weiyin reminded him.

"Sister, leave it alone. I just want to drink it today." Ye Chengwen said dissatisfiedly.

Life must be full of joy, and don't make the golden bottle empty against the moon. Ye Chengwen likes and even worships Li Bai's boldness and freedom. Although he is drunk at this moment, how can he put down the wine in the glass? Moreover, Ye Chengwen doesn't want to be compared with the men around him. Although he has no previous antipathy for Xiao Chen, how can the envy and hatred caused by Zhang Qiuling disappear easily?

Xiao Chen didn't want to get drunk with Ye Chengwen, a drunken boy, but this man has been pestering him to drink, and he can't do it without drinking. In the end, the two men drank a box of snow beer brought back by Ye Chengwen. Ye Chengwen struggled to drink the last glass of beer and lay on the table and never got up again. Xiao Chen's situation is naturally much better than that of Ye Chengwen. After all, after being influenced by old drunkards, he has already had an extraordinary amount of alcohol, but after drinking six bottles of beer, Xiao Chen still felt uncomfortable.

After dinner, Xiao Chen and Zhang Qiuling got up to say goodbye to Ye Weiyin.

This dinner didn't last long, but it was already past eight o'clock in the evening after Xiao Chen followed Zhang Qiuling back to his room.

"Go back after a sip of tea and spend the night with me." Zhang Qiuling's words are light, but the meaning of the words is unquestionable.

After Xiao Chen's treachery, who was slowly drinking tea with a teacup in his hand, he smiled and said innocently, "Conscience of heaven and earth, I have never thought about it so much."

"Didn't I make you feel the charm you want to stay?" Zhang Qiuling, sitting on the wooden chair, looked at Xiao Chen and smiled.

Women's questions are very tricky, and Xiao Chencan smiled and did not dare to answer. The answer is Yes, my last sentence is a lie. If the answer is no, the woman is bound to be angry and even pull out the three-foot Qiushui sword from her waist and put it on her neck.

"Do not talk?" The woman smiled and said, "Then go home."

Xiao Chen put down the teacup and got up and went out. When he walked to the door, he looked back at the woman and smiled and said, "I'm also a man. I always need it. Do you really don't agree?"

After hearing Xiao Chen's ridiculous words, Zhang Qiuling couldn't help blushing and scolding with a smile, "Get out of here."

A very casual vulgar word from Zhang Qiuling's mouth in the market, but it became different. It's not too much to say that it's charming. How many people in the world can make Zhang Qiuling say the word "get out of here" with a smile?

After Xiao Chen left, the woman's face slowly calmed down. She couldn't help laughing softly, remembering that Xiao Chen had just poured a cup of tea and slowly drinking it after entering the door.

When Xiao Chen walked out of the gate of Haida Community, he found that the small supermarket not far from the gate was still open. The middle-aged boss was sitting at the door as if he was waiting for someone. Xiao Chen couldn't help but remember that the wine he bought in the afternoon was on credit. He shook his head and smiled. He walked to the boss and said with a smile, "Uncle, are you waiting for someone?"

Ma Chenglong looked up at Xiao Chen and said, "Young man, how about we talk about it? I'm very interested in the thing you mortgaged in the afternoon."

Ma Chenglong has been thinking about the past afternoon, thinking about the origin of the fist-shaped jewelry. Why did the person he saw in Taiwan have ordinary power? The young man in front of him didn't even have the money to buy two bottles of wine. One is extremely rich, and the other is so shabby. Ma Cheng Long really couldn't figure it out, so he moved the bench and sat at the door of the supermarket for three or four hours. The purpose was to wait until the person who bought wine in the afternoon and wanted to talk to him about the fist-shaped ornament.

People who drink always talk a lot. Although they are not familiar with the boss, Xiao Chen agreed to the boss's invitation and replied cheerfully, "Okay."

The two men began to talk about everything about Xuanhei jade boxing.

"This thing is called Xuanhei Yuquan. It seems to have existed in the Warring States Period. It is said that all the eight disciples under the Guiguzi Gate have such a fist in their hands. I don't know what this thing is for. After sitting down on the steps, Xiao Chen said so.

Although he agreed to the boss's request, Xiao Chen simply told some questions about the source of Xuanhei Yuquan, and Xiao Chen didn't mention anything about the kindness and resentment between the merchant and the Xiao family or other things. Some things can't be said, and some things may not be believed even if they are said.

After hearing this, Ma Chenglong looked at Xiao Chen and made a request and said, "Can you show me the black jade fist again?"

Xiao Chen agreed with a smile, untied the black jade fist from his neck and handed it to Ma Chenglong.

Ma Chenglong carefully took the black jade fist and looked at it carefully. A moment later, he handed back the Xuanhei jade fist to Xiao Chen, looked up at the starry sky, and said slowly, "I also saw this thing called Xuanhei jade fist 27 years ago."

After hearing this, Xiao Chen's body suddenly shook. The news was too shocking. He stared at Ma Chenglong and asked, "Have you seen it?"

Ma Chenglong sighed and said, "Yes, what I saw on the neck of a man in Taiwan 27 years ago was very dazzling."

"What's that man's name?" Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know about this. I just know that the man has great ability. He can make a person die or make a person live."

"Can you tell me more about it?" Xiao Chen is already a little urgent. If the boss is right, then the man is likely to be a descendant of the eight real descendants of Guiguzi, and more likely to be the descendant of the merchant and the biggest enemy of the Xiao family.

"At that time, I was as old as you. I was thinking about the dream of getting rich all day long, so I smuggled to Taiwan. In the first two years, I did a good job in Taiwan. I had my own grocery store and my business was also very good. I made tens of thousands of yuan in just two years. At that time, thousands of yuan was a huge amount, more than hundreds of thousands of yuan now. Later, when my business was getting bigger and bigger, I somehow offended a person, that is, the young man wearing a black jade fist around his neck. That man asked me to go back to the mainland when he saw me once. I didn't agree. The second time he saw me, he asked me to close the grocery store, but I didn't agree. Although the grocery store was small, the business was very good, and it was my hard work for more than two years. How could I agree? But I didn't expect that the grocery store was blocked by the government the next day when I refused the man, saying that it was suspected of selling arms. This is fucking bullshit. How can a small man sell arms? The day after I closed my grocery store, another group of ruffians came and beat me up. Later, I went back to Nanjing, but before I came back, a friend I met in Taiwan told me, 'You offended the descendants of Tianlong. If you don't die, you will die.'" After saying that, Ma Chenglong laughed at himself, and then scolded dissatisfiedly, "What kind of Tianlong descendant? It's fucking bullshit, it's just a black and white blastling."

"The descendants of the Dragon? It's a good name." The corners of Xiao Chen's mouth outlined a perfect smile, but it looked strange against the black shield in his left eye.

Saying goodbye to Ma Chenglong, Xiao Chen rushed back to the Sunshine Bath, returned to the room of the bath, and lit a cigarette. When he thought about the descendants of Tianlong in his mind, he couldn't help but think of what Wang Gui once said to himself, "Thirty-six Qi Shi, two talents." Will there be a connection between the two?

Xiao Chen, who was thinking, was interrupted by Wang Gui, who walked into the room. Wang Gui asked, "Xiao Chen, An Mengtang just sent someone to tell you to go to the 3,000 harem tomorrow night to talk about the charity dinner."

"Isn't the charity dinner going to be held in two days?" Xiao Chen frowned and asked.

"I don't know about this, but the old fox An Mengtang has always been unexpected. He is famous for playing cards in Nanjing, but I think it will never be bad for him to come to you this time. After all, you saved his life." Wang Gui lit the cigarette and said with a smile.

Wang Gui has never told Xiao Chen that although An Mengtang is an old fox in Nanjing, he is also the old man who likes to cultivate descendants in Nanjing. This time, I'm afraid that An Mengtang is looking at Xiao Chen's qualifications.

Xiao Chen, who was lying in **, slowly considered the pros and cons of the matter in his heart, such as the charity dinner, the descendants of Tianlong, the kindness and resentment of Tangmen, the two talents of gods and ghosts, and the old man's painting. After thinking for a long time, he understood that the road needs to be taken step by step, and understood that the top priority now is the charity dinner. Few people can meet many celebrities in Nanjing on this charity night.

How far is the future? No one can say what will happen in the future! But now we have to go step by step. The city of Rome was not established in a day.

PS: Many people may not understand. Since Xiao Chen is a natural genius, why is he still so reckless and impulsive? Let me give you a simple example here. The dragon king of the magical world could not reign in the world when he was a child. Even if he was born to be the dragon king, he still needs to grow up slowly to shine. The same is true of ghosts. If you do ghosts, you will be talented.