Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 207 Trading
Pei Ye drew the attention of everyone and returned to the green feather mat. What greeted him were heads raised one by one, just like kingfishers looking forward to it.

The young man smiled sheepishly, turned around and sat down.

"Brother Pei Ye!" A young boy rushed over with big eyes. It was the disciple named Cui Xiaoyan. "You are too powerful! You are simply the most powerful in Bowang City!"

Then Li Minqing pressed his forehead and pushed him away: "Go, go, don't make trouble."

Then the girl sat down aside and looked at him.

"what's wrong?"

"you are great."

"hey-hey."

The girl also laughed, and then she looked back at the writing field. Her smile subsided, but her tone was still relaxed: "It's almost your turn, Shang Huaitong."

Yes, Mr. Sui has repeatedly emphasized that this is just a gadget to test his mood. Its biggest function is just to let him get to know everyone and leave an impression.

But as long as there are levels, there will be comparisons, and 200 civil and military people are here to watch.

Soon everyone will discover that in front of Pei Ye and even in front of themselves, the so-called outstanding Shang Huaitong is actually just outclassed by everyone.

But as the girl thought about it, she frowned again, because now things have changed again.

At the beginning, the letter from the Sword Academy said that there was only one quota, which was extremely simple for the girl - Pei Ye said that he would not let Shang Huaitong take this quota.

But just now, the powerful Mr. Sui said, "I will confirm the final number of candidates in the selection process."

In fact, the girl hopes that the prison master does not have so much flexible power - it is best for him to only recruit one person, and then this one will only be Pei Ye.

Now, the young man really did not deceive her. He dominated the eight fights on the viewing platform and dominated the limelight.Even though she already thought highly of the boy, he still exceeded her threshold, which surprised and surprised her.

Hold the mind and enlighten the spirit.

Mr. Sui just said that the state of mind of the "Mingjing Bingjian" like the Glazed Sword Master is [unchanged]. Isn't that young man's attitude just one level worse than that of the Ming Sword Master?
After all, the Master of Ming Sword can only be the Immutable Ming Shen.

For a moment, the country boy who was so close to her suddenly seemed to be completely different from the beautiful image of a god in her distant imagination. The girl did have a sense of trance and unreality.

What can't be done with such a person?

However, just because of what the old man said just now, this still cannot establish victory.She still has to worry - of course Shang Huaitong will not be as outstanding as Pei Ye, but what if he can meet the standard?
Originally, he had always been preached like this.

"What if he is also Xiang Jing Jieyu?" The girl frowned and murmured in thought, "What's more, he is already famous for his swordsmanship."

She elbowed the boy next to her: "Hey, do you have any ideas?"

Pei Ye didn't care about this matter. What he was thinking was: "You will go to the state government office with me later, okay?"

"Ah? OK. Why?"

The young man nodded: "You performed well just now. If you look for opportunities to chat with this adult, you might be able to enter the Sword Academy."

"Oh" Li Mingqing remembered his doubts just now and frowned, "By the way, why did you just say you didn't want to go to Shaolong Sword Cultivation Academy?"

When there was only one spot, the young man told her that he would not let Shang Huaitong enter the Sword Xiuyuan.But if the young man doesn’t want to enter, how can he occupy this spot?
Pei Ye glanced at her and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a strong gaze falling on him.

He didn't guess who it was, and he didn't think about whether he should pretend not to know. The moment he felt it, the young man looked back.

Above the literary field, among the intertwined scribes, a man in military uniform stood out like a flock of chickens, looking straight at him.

Shang Huaitong.

Pei Ye suddenly realized that this was the first time he had faced such a direct and serious gaze from this man. In the previous meetings, Pei Ye had never seemed to be the protagonist in his vision.

Serious, dignified, eager and looking forward to it.It is indeed an expectation, as if something has been suppressed and suppressed for a long time, and now finally sees the opportunity to let it out.

And, Pei Ye even saw some of the excitement of meeting an opponent in chess?

When he realized this, Pei Ye wanted to make a sneer at the looking face, but after all, he didn't. Instead, the man smiled at him first.

But Pei Ye didn't stop at this face anymore. He looked over Shang Huaitong's shoulder, and another scene there caught his attention.

Far away, a familiar figure was panting and running towards the tree, holding a medium-sized cloth bag in his hand.

In front of him, under the tree stood an equally familiar and graceful figure.

The scholar handed her the cloth bag in his hand.

Pei Ye looked away, and on the way he met Shang Huaitong's eyes, which were still looking straight at him. Pei Ye smiled slightly, raised his hand gently towards him, and made a motion of wiping his neck.

Shang Huaitong was startled, then raised his head and laughed heartily.

"No, I said I wouldn't let him enter the Sword Academy, not to take up his quota." Pei Ye turned his gaze back to the girl next to him, and replied with a warm smile, "Have you forgotten? Before you can Before I went to Zhuoyue Lake, before I learned the Cicada Division, I told you in the west courtyard - I wanted to kill Shang Huaitong, for sure."
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Outside the heron viewing platform, under the tree.

Qi Zhaohua took the bag and opened it, saying as usual: "Thank you for your hard work."

Fang Jidao indeed has the physique of a scholar and has no effort at all. At this time, he was sweating profusely and gasped: "It's not hard."

Qi Zhaohua took out several copies of the Lake Deed, checked them, and nodded: "That's right. Okay, thank you very much, go back."

Fang Jidao took a step forward: "Ju, layman."

"Ok?"

"I, I want to go with you"

"Thank you, no need."

"." Fang Jidao rarely listened immediately and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid that if something happens to you, I can..."

"What can you do?" Qi Zhaohua looked at him with raised eyebrows, almost laughing, "Can you protect me?"

Fang Jidao blushed, lowered his head and felt helpless, but gritted his teeth and nodded.

Qi Zhaohua shook his head again: "No need, you can go back and rest - have the judges who asked you to contact you done everything?"

"Okay, everything's okay." Fang Jidao nodded, still hesitantly saying, "Bushi, I'm with you."

"No need."

"Can"

"I said no, Mr. Fang." Qi Zhaohua took a breath and looked at him with a frown - this was an upset attitude.

Fang Jidao's heart suddenly dropped, his face turned pale, and he was speechless.

"Go back." Qi Zhaohua said.

".Um."

Fang Jidao squeezed out a promise from his throat, but the woman in front of him had already left, leaving only a faint scent.He stared blankly at her leaving figure and showed a helpless smile.

He knew that he always broke down in front of a woman's displeased expression, and he knew that the woman knew this too.

So sometimes it was difficult for him to think whether the woman was really displeased, or whether she was just using this attitude as an effective weapon to make him stop.

It's hard to say which one I expect more.

The scholar sighed lightly. In fact, he had always behaved like this when facing lay people. He did not behave like this after meeting Zhang Dingyun.It's just that the layman has always kept a distance from him in the past, but this time, he really did a lot of things with him.And even if it has nothing to do with this relationship, being able to do things for lay people is still an excellent thing in the eyes of scholars.

He dragged his tired body back and found Zhang Dingyun looking at him sideways again.

"Running around, running around! The whole poetry meeting is not for you for a moment!" Zhang Dingyun said, "Just keep running, do you know what you missed just now?"

Fang Jidao was still a little out of breath and confused, and the blood vessels in his head were pounding: "Missed what? I heard that the gentleman seemed to ask everyone to look in the mirror? Did I miss any outstanding performance by any outstanding person?"

Zhang Dingyun continued to look at him sideways: "There are many talented people, but what you missed is not a wonderful performance."

"What is that?" Fang Jidao knew that his friend would have to compliment him in the middle of his sentence.

"It is the birth of the new god Bowang."

"." Fang Jidao pursed his lips, "Oh yes. Is there a genius? Who is it? From which family?"

"Pei Ye."

Fang Jidao's face showed surprise, and he smiled and said: "Brother Pei! Tell me quickly, how is the birth of a new god?"

"Brother Pei~" The little fat man imitated a sentence with his mouth stretched out, and he said angrily, "Look at you like that. If you call me Brother Pei, does Pei Ye think you are Brother Fang?"

"." Fang Jidao smiled bitterly, "Brother Pei is not that kind of person."

"Is it a question of what kind of person Brother Pei is?! It's a question of what kind of person you are!" The little fat man became anxious again, pointing over there with a folding fan in his hand and said, "Did you see that I'm flirting with you again? Tell me what you do?"

"." Fang Jidao didn't need to look up to know what scene Zhang Dingyun was referring to. He had seen that scene many times, intentionally or unintentionally.

He lowered his head and sighed softly: "She is really forced to do this."

Zhang Dingyun almost slapped him on the head with a fan, but Fang Jidao beside him had raised his head and continued: "Have I told you about the first time I met a layman?"

"Luzhou Poetry Club, she took the initiative to give you a suitable title for your poem! It makes your ears tingle. Why, that title is her family heirloom, a token of love for you?"

"No, this matter actually has a second half. It's just that I was worried about the layman's reputation, so I never told you." Fang Jidao clasped his hands together, "The layman didn't just give me a title for a poem, because although I did A good poem came out. But at that time my family was poor, and what I lacked was actually not fame."
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Qi Zhaohua walked to Shang Huaitong. The smile on the man's face faded, but he was still looking at the green feather tree.

Hearing the woman's footsteps, he raised his head and smiled: "I didn't expect there to be such a person in Bowang."

The woman lowered her head and raised her lips: "Are you scared?"

Shang Huaitong didn't take it seriously: "A strong heart does not mean a strong swordsmanship, and a strong swordsmanship does not mean he is better than me."

"What if I'm really better than you?"

"Then let's see in two years." Shang Huaitong smiled, closed his eyes and said, "If I can enter the Sword Academy."

"Actually, there is still time to resort to some measures."

"No!" Shang Huaitong opened his eyes suddenly, and for the first time there was a flash of coldness on the man's face - he did not shy away from the woman in front of him. He looked at her, "Zhaohua. I have been misunderstood for a long time. ”

"." Qi Zhaohua raised his eyebrows and said casually, "What's the misunderstanding?"

He handed him several deeds in his hand.

"Bai Yuliang."

"." Qi Zhaohua was startled for a moment and looked at the man in front of her. It was obvious that he had revealed a true and deep emotion to her, but she actually didn't understand the meaning for the moment, so she just nodded and said, "Let's sign this first. .”

Shang Huaitong lowered his head, turned it over twice, and looked up at her doubtfully: "Huqi?"

"Yes, I went to Cuiyu before and asked about Cuiyu's efforts to embezzle the Seven Dragons."

Shang Huaitong smiled: "Why, is there anyone in Cuiyu who is fascinated by you?"

Qi Zhaohua smiled: "Just a friend."

"You tell me, I'll tell the truth from the lies." Shang Huaitong moved her position and poured her a cup of tea.

Qi Zhaohua sat down leaning against him: "Before sunset today, Cuiyu will start working on Nancheng."

Shang Huaitong nodded: "We also expected this, and we plan to use Nancheng to tie them down and buy time to properly handle other industries that cannot be controlled."

Qi Zhaohua frowned slightly: "How long will it take?"

"Seven days?"

Qi Zhaohua shook his head: "No, we have to do it faster. Cuiyu's biggest action will be carried out with the martial arts competition. As soon as it starts, Qijiao can't handle it with peace of mind."

Shang Huaitong nodded slowly: "Wubi. Yes, I understand."

He looked down and wondered: "What about the Guanhu Deed? Even if Qijiao loses power, we can continue to hold Yuehu Lake in our hands for more than a month."

Qi Zhaohua did not smile. She looked at the man seriously: "Cuiyu will cut off the connection between Qijiao and the Wuhu Gang within three days."

Shang Huaitong suddenly frowned.

".Three days?"

"Three days."

"I know Qijiao still wants to rely on the income from this industry to continue to support the sect, but now they are going to take the money out of the cauldron." Qi Zhaohua said, "They will go to the government through Bai Sibing."

Shang Huaitong suddenly understood and his face became solemn.

As soon as these words came out, he knew that this must be true information. Without the woman's notification, this would have been a plan to catch them off guard.

"Response." Shang Huaitong looked at the water in the distance and whispered, "Kill Bai Sibing. No, we can only turn it into silver as soon as possible."

But this is not a restaurant or an inn escort agency. How can we find a buyer for such a big thing within three days?

After three days, this industry will have nothing to do with them.

Qi Zhaohua looked at the man who was frowning and thinking, chuckled and nodded the Hu Deed on his lap: "The government is willing to buy it, and it is very anxious to buy it."

Shang Huaitong was startled, and then suddenly laughed: "That's it."

Yes, thanks to the woman's years of hard work, the government has prepared a lot of money for this matter.If it is cut off by Cuiyu, the Wuhu Gang will fall into chaos, but if it is bought from Qijiao, it will be in name only.After the imperial court became famous, it was easy to do anything.

"Before Cuiyu takes action, let's sell it first. With the money, it will be of great use whether in Bowang or in Shaolong Mansion." Qi Zhaohua said, "The magistrate has already been contacted. I want them to Have cash ready."

"Cuiyu has been working hard for a long time, but we are now the property of the public." Shang Huaitong smiled and looked at the woman.

"And the state government is anxious to start construction this year." Qi Zhaohua smiled and nodded, "so I negotiated a [-]% increase in price."

Shang Huaitong shook his head and sighed, looking at her with a warm smile: "We meet so late."

Qi Zhaohua held his chin: "It will be a long time ahead."

Shang Huaitong took off the Qijiao seal from his waist, and when he saw it, Luo Defeng's name was signed on it.

He looked at her in surprise.

"I asked Senior Luo for instructions first." The woman said with a smile, "The judge has gone over to hand over the matter. Tomorrow, all the silver will be settled."

Shang Huaitong nodded and fastened the seal.

(End of this chapter)