The taste of hometown is always something that makes people miss it.

The three people ate the dishes on the table. In addition to the bottle of expensive wine that Ding Jian thought the waiter was long-lasting, even a jar of yellow wine was drunk. Seeing the three people so decent, they actually ate it like a starving ghost, the waiter who was waiting was stunned.

Looking at the empty plate, Ding Jian felt a little embarrassed, but the smell of his hometown made people turn into a glutton in an instant!

"Congregation!" Ding Wei wiped his greasy mouth and looked at the waiter.

The waiter glanced at the bottle of wine that was not moving at all, and was worried that the customer would return the order. He whispered a little inconveniently: "Chenghui Eleven Constantly has 100 documents, and the shopkeeper said it, and it was wiped out in a fraction of the time."

Ding Wei laughed, took out two Wuyi gold coins from his arms, placed them on the table, and said, "Do you collect this?"

Xiaoer's eyes lit up and said, "Of course, I will collect the gold coins issued by Shenglong Money House. It has a good reputation here. You can wait, and I'll give you a change."

"No need, the food here tastes very authentic. After so many years, it has not changed at all. It's good. I'll reward you with the rest." Ding Jian waved his hand and said attentively.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The waiter was overjoyed. The two Wuyi gold coins were worth twenty cents of money. If they were placed on the black market, they could be exchanged for more money. The customer only used eleven cents of money, and the tip was nine cents of money. It was really so bold that he could not add it. Even if the restaurant still had to tap, at least he could get a reward of two or three cents of money, which was more than his monthly salary.

It’s not in vain that I have been serving on the side carefully before.

"There is good tea, and I will come here to get the best before the rain this year!" Ding Xiong smiled and said, "I have eaten too much today and need chemical food."

"Yes, yes, please wait for it." The waiter happily held two gold coins and ran away.

Later, a set of excellent transparent glass tea sets were placed in front of the three of them, and the green tea looked even better in the transparent glass cup.

Ding Jian took a sip of tea slowly and said, "What have you seen since entering the city and here?"

Ding Wei thought for a while and said, "I saw a lot of production in the north, but I didn't expect a fake beam in the middle. There are still so many northern products in our place."

"How can the fake beam seal the land?" Ding Jian sneered: "What's more, I'm afraid that many things here are smuggled by people from the fake beam."

"It made them make a fortune from it." Ding Xiong was a little annoyed.

Ding Jian smiled: "It doesn't matter. They make money, but what the Tang Dynasty got was more important. I now understand more clearly what Li Xiang said means to soft power."

"Soft power?" Ding Xiong and Ding Wei were a little puzzled.

"The north is eroding the entire south from a small and small point." Ding Jian pointed to the bottle of wine on the table, then bounced the glass tea cup in front of him, and then looked at the ubiquitous northern goods on the street downstairs. "This is soft power. People here think that things in the north are good. Wuyi's gold and silver coins are hard currency here. Seeing that we have money, the restaurant subconsciously took out the best tea sets to entertain us. It can be seen that in their minds, things in the north are the best."

Ding Xiong and Ding Wei nodded repeatedly. Although this place is their hometown, it has been their second hometown for seven years in the north.

"People are looking for a better life. Through these subtleties, the north is telling the south where they are better!" Ding Jian smiled slightly and said, "The human heart is changed unknowingly."

After drinking a pot of tea, the three of them left the restaurant gate under the waiter's respect. This time, there was no hesitation anymore and rushed straight towards home.

The Ding family is the largest clan in Jingnan. The mansion occupies a whole street. Unlike the prosperity of other streets, Dingjia Lane is extremely quiet. Walking on the familiar bluestone road, listening to the crisp sound of horse hooves, Ding Jian felt his heart beating almost popping out.

In front of the vermilion gate, two mighty and majestic big stone lions looked at the corners. The gate was closed, but in front of the gate, two servants in green hats were sitting on the bench and sleeping against the wall. Looking at the familiar scene, Ding Jian and the other two couldn't help but laugh.

Turning over and getting off the horse, Ding Jian took a deep breath and stepped onto the steps.

The two servants suddenly woke up, jumped up, and subconsciously stopped the three of them.

"Ding Fu'er, it's been seven years. You're really unpromising and are still guarding the gate!" Ding Jian smiled and looked at the older servant among the two and said.

The servant, known as Ding Fuer, suddenly opened his eyes wide. After looking at Ding Jian for a while, he suddenly screamed: "Mr. Dalang, is it you? You are back!"

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong behind Ding Jian poked their heads out and smiled, "Ding Fuer, do you still recognize our brothers?"

Ding Fuer screamed, turned around and ran, with a bang, his head hit the door heavily, and a bag instantly bulged, but he ignored it, pushed open the door open, and ran inward. Unpredictable, his feet hooked on the high threshold, and another dog ate shit. In the jaws of several people outside the door, Ding Fuer jumped up and ran inward, shouting loudly while running: "Master, Madam, Dalangjun is back, Dalangjun is back!"

Ding Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly, and stepped into the gate with Ding Wei and Ding Xiong.

The quiet mansion suddenly came alive, and the sound of rapid footsteps could be heard everywhere.

A moment later, the lobby was filled with Ding's family.

Ding Jian's father, Ding Ci, the head of the Ding family, seemed to be sitting in the center of the lobby with a big golden sword, but one hand placed on the Eight Immortals Table, the little finger kept flexing, and the other hand was put in the sleeve and on the legs, but he couldn't see the situation clearly. On the other side of the Eight Immortals Table, the silver-haired old lady Ding had her eyes red, but her eyes were just staring at the dark Ding Jian.

"Father, mother, son is unfilial, and your two elders are worried." Ding Jian knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to his parents. Behind him, Ding Wei and Ding Xiong also knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ding Ci.

Although they are now in high positions, their original identities are all children of Ding's family.

"Get up, get up!" Ding Ci nodded, "It's OK to come back, it's OK to come back."

Ding Jian stood up, turned to look at a woman standing beside Mrs. Ding, and nodded with a smile: "Madam, thank you for your hard work over the years."

This woman is Ding Jian's wife, the eldest daughter of the Jingnan Jiedushi. At this moment, she looked at Ding Jian with a trembling body, but tears flowed in her eyes, her lips were stammering, but she couldn't speak. Beside her, a boy about ** years old was huddling behind her mother, looking at Ding Jian with his head protrudingly.

He was Ding Jian's son. When Ding Jian left, he was still in his infancy, but when he returned, he was already so old.

Ding Jian looked around and found that the group of their long houses had almost arrived. He then bowed and shouted one by one, and all of them returned the greetings.

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong looked around, but they didn't see their family, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious in their eyes.

"Ding Wei, Ding Xiong!" Ding Ci waved and called the two of them in front of him.

"Head of the family!" the two bowed.

"You have suffered with the boss over the years." Ding Ci said.

"I dare not, but the young master is taking care of us." The two of them said repeatedly.

"Now you are in the north, and you are all well-known figures and have officials. Naturally, your family can no longer be servants in my house. So, I set up a house for them outside and settled down. But you go back to see your family first!" Ding Ci waved his hand and called two servants, "Let them take you there."

Ding Wei and Ding Xiong looked at Ding Jian, and saw Ding Jian nodding, then happily bowed to Ding Ci, "Thank you, the head of the family, then we will go back first."

"Go and go, come here with your wife and children in the evening. The family will hold a banquet to wash you off!" Ding Ci said with a smile.

"Yes!" The two of them bowed again and strode away in the envious eyes of the servants.

Seven years ago, when they left with Ding Jian, they were just two servants serving the eldest son in Ding's house. They were just good martial arts. Seven years later, they had already left their past companions without a trace.

Sometimes it is really important to follow the right person!

Although Ding Jian was in the north, he had not returned for seven years, but he always returned with letters every year. However, because the journey was long and there were fake beams in the middle, there were fewer letters, but the general situation was still clear.

Ding Jian was in the north, but he became the governor of Hezhong Prefecture. What is the place of Hezhong Prefecture? The governor of Hezhong Prefecture was equivalent to a town all the way. Ding Wei and Ding Xiong, as a mere servant, both became guerrilla generals and Zhaowu lieutenant, who were considered to be carp jumping over the dragon gate. When the news came back, the two families, which were originally servants in the family, immediately set up a house outside and set up a maid and servant in the field shop to raise them.

But they didn't expect that they suddenly came back.

Most people can't think of the situation inside, but how could Ding Ci, the head of this family, not knowing that there must be a big deal in this inside! Otherwise, with Ding Jian's current status in the north, how could he suddenly come back silently?

"I have sent someone to inform your father-in-law, and there are two or three bedrooms. They will come here about the evening." Ding Ci said: "You have just come back. Let's talk about it in detail in the evening. Now you and your wife will go back first!"
Chapter completed!