Staying here in Peking is not very comfortable, and I feel very happy. I see those descendants who are like mice and cats who see him, Mingli is angry.

After staying at the home of his eldest son Ming Guangzong for two days, Ming Li and Hua Ling visited the attractions in Peking and planned to return to Sanxiang and Sishui.

At the Crescent Hotel, Mingli and Hua Ling found Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan.

As for Queqiao Whistle and great-sun Mingyuanfeng, they have already returned to Sanxiang and Sishui for a few days before.

"Lord Buddha, Brother Rishan."

"My Lord Ming, Dr. Hua."

When Mingli and Hua Ling came to the Crescent Hotel, Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan were drinking tea in the backyard of the Crescent Hotel, and several juniors from the Yi family accompanied him.

After seeing Ming Li and Hua Ling, several juniors of the Yi family quickly stood up and bowed and asked them to sit down.

Over the past few decades, Crescent Hotel has undergone two renovations. Today, Crescent Hotel covers an area of ​​more than twice as large as the previous Crescent Hotel. It is the most famous hotel in Peking City.

However, the rules of the Crescent Hotel are still the same as before, and auctions will be held regularly.

Those who can attend the auction at the Crescent Hotel are mostly some talented people in the world.

Although it has been 2021 now, the world has not disappeared, but it has just been hidden deeper, just like the Tomb Sect Group.

In this era, the world is just not well known.

It can also be said that in this era, there are everywhere in the world, and everywhere in the world.

"My Master Ming, Dr. Hua, drink tea."

“Good tea.”

"If you like it, I still have a lot of it here..."

"Get out, is Ming Ye a person who lacks good tea?" Before Yi Zhengguo, the current shopkeeper of the Crescent Hotel, asked Zhang Qishan to interrupt. "Lunch time is up, go down to arrange a table, take out all the skills, and ask Ming Ye to comment."

"Okay, my ancestor, I will go down and make arrangements now." Yi Zhengguo smiled and said, "Mr. Ming, Dr. Hua, you two elders sit down and make arrangements now. I will go down and make arrangements now. I will guarantee that you two elders will be satisfied."

"I haven't tried the craftsmanship of the Crescent Hotel for many years, so I can reveal your personal skills."

"Okay!"

"Go."

Ming Li waved his hand and asked Yi Zhengguo to go down and prepare. He wanted to taste the skills of the Crescent Hotel have not changed after so many years.

The last time I came to the Crescent Hotel for dinner, Ming Li remembered it was five years ago.

At that time, he and Hua Ling came to Peking and took the opportunity to have a meal at the Crescent Hotel.

Times have changed, but Crescent Hotel still has the same flavor as before.

I don’t know that the chef of the Crescent Hotel now has several levels of skills in his grandfather and father.

Nowadays, in the catering industry of Xia Kingdom, there is a saying that the Southern Ding is the North New. The Southern Ding refers to the Dingshilou in Xizhou, Xiangxi, and the Northern New refers to the Crescent Hotel in Beiping.

Ming Li is still looking forward to today's lunch.

"By the way, Brother Rishan, Ling'er and I are going to return to Tanzhou. Do you want to be together?"

"My Master Ming, Dr. Hua, you are back so soon. How many more days will you stay in Peking?"

Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan knew that Mingli and Hua Ling's two sons, Ming Guangzong and Ming Yaozu, had settled in Peiping and would die in Peiping in the future.

Now, Mingli and Hualing have already Mingyuan Peak on the Sanxiang Sishui, and the rest of their descendants are all in Peiping.

What puzzled Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan was why Mingli and Hua Ling didn't live in Peking for a while, so why were they so anxious to go back?

"I'm not in a hurry to go back, it's the old man who is in a hurry to go back." Hua Ling smiled.

Because Ming Li is extremely strict with his descendants, the descendants of great-grandson great-grandson are now more afraid of him.

However, these little guys were very close to her, calling her grandmother and ancestors, not to mention how polite they were.

But Mingli was going to return to Tanzhou, so she couldn't let Mingli go back by herself.

For the past sixty years, she and Mingli have never been separated, and they are together no matter where they go.

During her lifetime, she didn't want to be separated from Mingli.

"I mean, sometimes you are really too strict. Even my great-grandson is afraid of you." Zhang Qishan said, "Think about the time when the little guys like you, how popular you are with you are with you, how popular you are with you, more than those of us parents are with you.

Ming Ye, I think the problem is still with you. You have to have a heart-to-heart talk with the children."

"Tsk, Master Buddha, don't tell me any great truths, it's like how close your descendants are to you."

Ming Li curled her lips. Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan's situation was not much better than him.

Now, the house where Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan live, their descendants do not live in it.

The others are nonsense.

In the final analysis, the descendants feel uncomfortable when they feel that there is an ancestor who looks as big as them or even younger than them, so they are alienated from them in order not to be embarrassed.

This is the situation, and it has nothing to do with whether he is strict or not.

Didn’t these descendants be very close to him when they were young? As these descendants gradually grew up, their minds became more and more mature, and they had their own ideas, the current situation occurred.

"Uh..." Zhang Qishan smiled awkwardly.

The situation in their family is indeed similar to that in the Mingli family.

The same is true for the mute Zhang, Zhang Rishan and Heixiazi's family.

They had visited Uszang once before to see Mute Zhang. In the hometown of Uszang, there was Mute Zhang a lonely old man and a great-grandson in charge of the barley winery. The other descendants all went to settle down.

Heixiazi was alone in Wuku Temple, and was living by living under the graves of his master and several uncles. His descendants now settled in Shencheng.

Who can I blame this? I can only blame these ancestors for being too young.

"Drink tea, the tea is cold."

"Ha ha……."

"Let's stop talking nonsense, Lord Buddha, brother Rishan, Ling'er and I plan to leave in the afternoon. Do you want to be together?"

"Then let's go back together."

Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan decided to return to Tanzhou with Mingli and Hua Ling.

It doesn’t matter if they stay in Peiping, so it’s better to go back to Tanzhou.

If Rong Bao and He Xiao hadn't passed away, they wouldn't have come to Peking.

Mingli still owes them a drink, so they must make up when they go back. They know that Mingli still has a lot of monkey-headed soybean wine.

"My Master Ming, Dr. Hua, two ancestors, lunch is ready, please give me four of you a meal."

An hour later, Yi Zhengguo came to the backyard and the lunch was correct. He asked Mingli, Hua Ling, Zhang Qishan and Zhang Rishan to go for a meal.

The four of them followed Yi Zhengguo to the private room on the top floor, and the dishes came one after another. The current chef of the Crescent Hotel accompanied them and introduced each dish to the four people.
Chapter completed!