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Chapter 662 Chinese New Year 2
It was bustling outside, but the atmosphere at the table inside was overly solemn.

Xiao Xiao stood up and stretched his neck to look inside the room. After sitting down, he whispered to Zhou You, "Fortunately, we are young and have parents here."

Zhou You nodded thankfully, "Fortunately my parents and grandma are here."

Otherwise, the two of them would have to go in and have dinner with the ancestors and the others. It’s scary to think about it.

The two little animals that originally liked to follow Yang Fan were eating with them outside. The aura inside was too strong and they were a little scared.

At this moment, Qiao Ci'an, Tang Yuanyuan, Wang Anfu, Zhou Wenyan, Wu Xu, Fan Yi and Ma Bingliang were sitting upright in the room, with the words "dare not move" written on their faces.

Yan Qing was a little better than them, but his expression, which had not changed since he sat down, revealed his nervousness.

They don’t feel any pressure when eating New Year’s Eve dinner with their ancestors, and they don’t feel any pressure when eating New Year’s Eve dinner with two ancestors. But when they have to eat with several ancestors and a boss from the underworld, their pressure is doubled!

I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to move at all, for fear that I would accidentally make the big guys unhappy.

In addition to awe and nervousness, Taoist Master Wuxu and Taoist Master Fan also felt envious. Why could the founder of Sanqing Palace appear so often to meet his disciples, but their own founder had never been seen before?

Only when you are in the most dangerous situation can you ask the ancestor for help.

Why is there such a big gap between one disciple and another?

Tang Yuanyuan, Zhou Wenyan, Tang Anfu, Qiao Ci'an and others were somewhat envious of Xiao Xiao and Zhou You. The advantage of being young was that they didn't have to face these scary bosses.

They want to go out to eat too!
Taoist Xuan Yue, Yu Xiu and others were a little surprised when they saw Jun Lin happily gnawing on the chicken leg. Why did he come here?
Yang Fan and Qi Ming were the calmest among the people present. Yang Fan glanced at the few people who had not dared to move and said, "Eat."

Jun Lin looked up and said, "Don't just watch me eat alone, everyone eat, don't be polite, just treat it like your own home."

"You're being so generous, as if this is your family." Yang Fan rolled his eyes at him, "Eat less. You've already eaten three chicken legs."

Jun Lin felt wronged, "I paid for the meal."

"Then eat more."

"Thank you."

Hearing Yang Fan and Jun Lin speaking in such a familiar tone, and even confronting him directly, Yan Qing and the others immediately reduced their fear of Jun Lin, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed and less restrained.

"Eat, eat, eat. There are so many delicious dishes, so eat more."

"I worked hard all day to cook this dish. Eat more."

“These dishes look delicious.”

"..."

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Today is New Year's Eve. There is not only a large table of delicious food, but also tasty drinks and wine. After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere at the dinner table becomes more harmonious.

At first, Qiao Ci'an and Yu Xiu didn't dare to talk to each other, but after drinking, they gradually relaxed and started chatting freely.

Ma Bingliang and Ning Wenshan hit it off immediately. They discussed Taoism while drinking. Taoist Wuxu and Taoist Fanyi reminisced about the past with Taoist Xuanyue while learning from him secretly.

Yan Qing liked the wooden spear made by Cheng Qian very much, and the latter was generous in giving him advice and telling him the specific production process.

Qiao Ci'an sometimes likes to have a drink or two and has some knowledge about wine. She had a very happy chat with Ling Ye.

Yu Xiu, An Runnian and Yang Fan are all foodies.

"Yang Fan, the poultry raised in the village is still the most delicious."

Yu Xiu ate a piece of duck meat, a piece of chicken, and some fish, and was very satisfied.

An Runnian started to think about making money, "Junior Sister, why don't you expand the scale of your breeding and supply me with some products."

These poultry nourished by spiritual energy are as popular in the underworld as fruits. They are good things that can improve one's cultivation.

There must be many ghosts rushing to buy them. An Runnian regretted a little. Why did he only think about selling spiritual fruits before and not selling them. If he made these into jerky and sold them to those ghosts, he didn't know how much he could earn.

Yang Fan said while eating: "Don't think about it, there is no place."

There are already breeders in the village and the vacant land has been occupied. She wants to expand the orchard a little more, but there is no land.

There is quite a lot of land in other villages, but it is not within the coverage of spiritual energy, and the chickens, ducks and fish raised there are ordinary.

"Why don't you expand Huangquan Posthouse?" An Runnian was unwilling to give up such a big business. "You have a high level of cultivation. If you expand the scale, you will have land."

Yang Fan was surprised, "Can this be expanded?"

Even Qi Ming looked at An Runnian in surprise. As the backstage manager of Huangquan Station, he didn't even know about this matter.

Yu Xiu, the former head of Huangquan Post, shook his head, "I don't know about this."

He just did whatever his seniors told him to do and never thought about the problem.

An Runnian actually knew some inside information. Huangquan Station could expand its scale based on the stationmaster's ability.

It's just that they don't have enough ability, so they can only stay in a small village.

Yang Fan's cultivation is higher than theirs, and his identity is special, so it is definitely possible for him to expand the scale.

But An Runnian didn't say it clearly. Instead, he looked at Jun Lin and said, "Isn't the boss sitting there? Why don't you ask him?"

After all, Huangquan Station is also under the management of the underworld, so I have to ask the boss's opinion.

Yang Fan looked at Jun Lin, who said, "Of course you can, but if the scale expands, Stationmaster Yang, your working hours will be extended."

Yang Fan: "That's not necessary."

Extending working hours is impossible, I don't even want to think about it.

An Runnian was not giving up. "Yang Fan, you already have couriers. You can hire a few more and take turns to work."

The stationmaster doesn't have to be there all the time from work start to finish, just having the courier there is enough.

"Besides, if the scale is bigger and there are more people picking up the packages, your salary will be correspondingly higher."

Yang Fan shook his head, "Brother, you don't know this, right? Those ghosts in the underworld have problems with their brains, and they are not enthusiastic at all about receiving express deliveries."

Except for the short period of time when the door is open every day, there are only a few ghosts coming at other times.

There is absolutely no need to expand the scale. She would only consider it if there were many ghosts queuing up at the post station every day to pick up express deliveries and Liang Zishu and his team were too busy to handle it.

An Runnian was choked by her words.

Yu Xiu said while gnawing on a pig's trotter: "Brother, the money you make from selling spiritual fruits is already a lot, so don't even think about making money from meat."

Yang Fan: "That's right, brother, if you are short of money, I will burn more for you."

An Runnian sighed, "You don't understand, this is my pleasure."

Qi Ming added, "Sixth Uncle just likes to make money."

"Yes, my master used to call him Jin Pansuan. He is in charge of the entire Taoist temple's business and sales."

An Runnian laughed and said, "Master used to call you a glutton because you could eat all of our meals by yourself."

Yu Xiu laughed twice, "Yang Fan, when you were at your most outrageous, you ate up several days' worth of food for all of us in one sitting."

The year when Yang Fan was the hungriest, he almost bankrupted Sanqing Palace by eating too much.

If An Runnian hadn't made money in time, their Taoist temple would have been the first to be bankrupt.