The waiting process was long, because the business in Jinyulou was so good that it could almost be said to be full. In the spacious lobby, guests sat at every table, and they were cheering and laughing loudly. The shopkeepers were holding trays and shuttled back and forth between the tables, like fish entering the water, a busy and noisy scene.

Xiao Fan's eyes were red with jealousy. If Jinyulou had not had a deep background, such a good business would have belonged to Zuixianlou. I don't know how many diners in the dine came for Huang Zhixian County's signature. This is a subtle way of flattering.

After coughing twice, Xiao Fan whispered to Taixu: "Don't you ask me why I want to invite you to Jinyulou for dinner?"

Taixu looked leisurely and stroked his beard leisurely, and said leisurely: "I live in more than a hundred years. If you can't see through your little thoughts, wouldn't I live in my dog's belly? But I just open my mouth and eat, regardless of the grudges between Zuixianlou and Jinyulou. If you cause trouble here, I will run away. Don't forget that I can do light skills..."

Xiao Fan was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Light skills were indeed a very awesome. At this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly had the urge to learn kung fu with Taixu. The premise was that this old Taoist priest didn't lie to him and really knew kung fu. However, no matter how Xiao Fan looked at it, he didn't think that Taixu could know kung fu. It was logically unreasonable. In martial arts novels, except for the disciples of the Beggar Gang, which martial arts master would make a living by abducting and fooling, and almost begging for food? Those high-ranking masters were short of money and usually jumped into a wealthy family who was unlucky and took some money. They also called it "robbing the rich and helping the poor"...

The old Taoist Taixu in front of him had nothing in common with the martial arts masters in Xiao Fan's impression. Looking left and right, no matter how you look, you look like an old liar in the world who is very desperate.

So Xiao Fan quickly gave up the idea of ​​learning martial arts from Taixu, and it would be better to be more rational in life.

The shopkeeper came to serve the dishes, and the black and red sauce elbows were shining with crystal oil, illuminating the eyes of Xiao Fan and Taixu.

The two of them said nothing, raised their chopsticks and started eating, their mouths full of greasy food. They ignored the contempt or surprised gazes of the shops passing by the table, and their eating habits were very ugly.

It is said that this dish is Jinyulou’s signature dish, and the taste is really good. The shopkeeper of Jinyulou is not very good, but the chef still has some special skills.

After eating the food in the sea, the table was filled with dishes soon. Xiao Fan and Taixu were slumped on the chair, burping their bulging belly, with a satisfied expression on their faces.

"Is it delicious?" Xiao Fan seemed to have no strength to raise his head, and asked lazily rolled up his eyelids.

Taixu nodded: "No, the taste is different from your Zuixian Tower."

Xiao Fan smiled, he blinked and said, "Eat and drink, should we leave?"

Taixu sucked the teeth and said, "It's so good, then you go check out and leave."

The smile on Xiao Fan's face became worse and worse: "There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you listen to first?"

Taixu's eyebrows hopped and suddenly had an ominous premonition. If he was not careful, he wouldn't have caught this boy's Tao again, right?

"Listen to the good news first." Taixu said carefully.

"The good news is: we don't have to pay for this meal."

Taixu breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out, "It's so good...oh, why don't you have to pay?"

Xiao Fanzan said: "The Taoist priest asked this question very sharply and pointedly. Why don't you have to pay..."

As he said that, Xiao Fan's eyes turned: "...because I didn't bring any money."

"Ah?" Taixu was shocked and cold sweat came out involuntarily.

"You...how can you not bring money?" Taixu was so anxious that he burst into sweat. He deliberately lowered his voice and asked in anger.

Xiao Fante blinked his big eyes innocently: "I forgot."

"Forget... Forgot?" Taixu opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, and after a while, he stomped his feet under the table hard, "How could you forget? Zuixianlou is right opposite, you can quickly get the silver..."

"The Zuixian Tower has been renovated recently and all the money has been spent..."

Taixu couldn't speak anymore, and he had just come back to the taste. Sure enough, he was once again obsessed with the boy's words. The centenarian birthday boy was once again and again, and he really lived to the dog's stomach at such a big age.

"I have long calculated that there will be a bad omen today, so... Alas! Brother Xiao, I don't know what you are doing when you come to Jinyulou, but I just said that, just eat and drink, no matter whether you have a grudge with Jinyulou, now that I have enough food and drink, I have to use my light skills to escape, so you can stay here and have a nagging relationship with them..."

Xiao Fan said in pain: "Master, how can you do this? After eating and drinking, and applying oil to the soles of your shoes, you can only share wealth and honor, not suffering. You are too unfaithful!"

Taixu looked embarrassed, then came to his senses and became angry: "You have a purpose! You must have come to Jinyulou to find fault today. Do you think I can't see it?"

"Master Taoist, I have always led you as a confidant in life..."

Taixu was furious: "Shut up! Are there any confidant like you who cheats others in a variety of ways?"

"Master, if you blame me, then wait until we get out of trouble. The Taoist priest is a hundred years old and is extremely awesome. His life experience must be extremely rich. Is there any way to help us get out of this predicament?"

Taixu snorted angrily, glared at Xiao Fan fiercely, and then looked at the shop clerk who was walking back and forth with guilt, then rolled his eyes and began to concentrate.

Xiao Fan waited for a while, and saw that Taixu finally opened his eyes, Xiao Fan couldn't help but say happily: "The Taoist priest has a way?"

Taixu stroked his beard and was silent for a while. Then he pinched his fingers and said, "...I will calculate a fortune first to tell you good or bad luck."

Xiao Fan wiped his sweat: "...Master, will this be too sarcastic?"

Taixu felt so hatred! This kid dragged himself into the water for no reason, but now he is talking about his joke.

"What else?" Taixu said angrily.

Xiao Fan smiled wickedly and said, "If the Taoist priest has no choice, there is a way to go..."

Taixu raised his white eyebrows. Today, Xiao Fan brought himself to Jinyulou to create so many famous things, and now he finally reached the point.

"What's your solution?"

Xiao Fan laughed twice, and his gentle and elegant appearance suddenly became treacherous and cunning.

Under the inexplicable gaze of the shop's shop, the two whispered to each other and whispered a few words.

So, in the Jinyu Tower, there were cups of wine and glasses. In the lobby full of guests, an elderly old Taoist priest suddenly foamed at his mouth and swinged all over his body. Then there was a crack of cups and saucers falling to the ground. The old Taoist priest fell to the ground with a shocked gaze. Although the whole process was not long, the movement was very loud. The guests in the hall all noticed that the whole lobby suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at the old Taoist priest lying on the ground and foaming at him.

The matter was not over yet, and the shop assistant had not yet reacted. A young man sitting next to the old Taoist priest suddenly rushed to the old Taoist priest and exclaimed in grief and angry: "Master! Master! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

While swaying, the old Taoist priest raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at the at a loss-willed shop clerk with resentment, and said intermittently: "What did you... have you prepared for my dishes?"

A fat man in Jinyu Building, who was white and fat, who seemed to be the head of the hall, wiped his cold sweat, walked out with a pale face. When he saw the old Taoist priest, he immediately said anxiously: "Is this Taoist priest okay? Hurry up! Call the Taoist priest the doctor..."

The old Taoist priest pointed at the fat man with a trembling hand and said hatefully: "What did you... put in the dish?"

The fat man cried so anxiously: "We are a restaurant in a just right way. How dare we put anything else besides cooking?"

The old Taoist priest was unheard of it and said sadly, "Anti-drug... Please give me an antidote... I have eaten your food and I am almost dying..."

The guests in the hall were so upset that they hurriedly clenched their throats, fearing that they would have eaten something poisonous. The lobby could only hear the sound of vomiting one after another, constantly.

The fat man's head was so anxious that his face turned pale. Before he could call the shopkeeper, he heard the old Taoist whistle at the sky and shouted sadly: "I have been in the world for a long time, but I didn't expect that I would die in this small restaurant today. Senior Brother Zhang Sanfeng! Junior brother I... shouldn't be greedy! Retribution, retribution!"

After saying that, the old Taoist priest fell down softly, and there was no sound again.

The young man lay on the body of the old Taoist priest and griefed: "Master Taoist! Master Taoist! The soul is back! If you let go, why do you tell me to the old immortal Zhang Sanfeng, that is, Quanyi Zhenren, whose Taoist name is Xuan Xuanzi, and also called Master Xuan Yi, Xianren... explain it--"
Chapter completed!