Blessed by abundance, be a Terran curse

When a true dragon gets angry, millions of people will die.

This is one of the benefits of the feudal system, especially in this worldview of extraordinary power, the aristocratic families are nothing more than pigs and sheep to be slaughtered by the court.

So, the real dragon began to exert its strength.

At this time, Yan State was in an important stage of industrial development, so it was also in need of talents.

We can’t let these aristocratic families block the channels for talent to rise. If something goes wrong, even if they have a hundred heads, they won’t be enough to lose.

"Pass on my order. The garrisons in various places shall begin to verify the taxation of the noble families and compile all the unknown income into a book and hand it over to me."

This is a warning. The real dragon really doesn't want to completely break off relations with them at the moment.

Although the aristocratic families are all parasites, they do play some role in maintaining stability among the people.

The food has been served, whether they are willing to eat it depends on their performance.

"Mr. Huang has actually come to Longmen as well. Wait, are there other people at Longmen? Where's my prince?"

Zhenlong suddenly remembered that his prince had sneaked out to play two months ago and had not returned until now.

He is extremely worried about his own son.

Fortunately, he is considered smart. Although he has many minor flaws, he can distinguish the priorities in major issues.

He was only in his teens, but he had the potential to be a ruler. If he was carefully nurtured, he might become a wise ruler.

"Your Majesty, as far as I know, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is currently in Longmen. Should we summon His Royal Highness back?"

At this time, an eunuch said respectfully, not daring to look up at the real dragon.

Zhenlong shook his head and said, "Go ahead. Let this kid continue playing over there for a while. When he grows up, he will understand the hardship."

Being the emperor of Yan State is not easy, as all the officials under him are not easy to deal with.

What's more, the throne is a huge bomb, and whoever touches it will be in trouble.

Otherwise, why do you think that the Great Yan Dynasty lasted for thousands of years, but until now there has not been any powerful official who dares to threaten the imperial power?

The treacherous ministers wanted imperial power naturally for the sake of enjoying themselves, not to serve as a crater for the emperor.

It's just like Terra next door.

If you ask them the first time, they will be loyal. If you ask them again, they will not go.

Soon, the empty hall was left with only Zhenlong, who was holding his forehead and thinking.

"Forget it, let me finish all the things that this generation has to do. I still don't trust future generations."

Sighing, the real dragon walked into a dark room, shaking his head.

There was no special decoration in the room, and there was only a map hanging on the wall.

The map shows the locations of the various Sui beasts, one of which is right at Longmen.

Its name is: Year.

Chapter 302: Brother-in-law!

the next morning.

"What a disgrace to make such a commotion."

"A great country should be magnanimous and magnanimous"

Mr. Huang was awakened from his sleep by a bunch of swear words from Longmen.

And from the tone of voice, it seems like the restaurant staff is arguing with the customers about something?

So Mr. Huang, who was a little annoyed by the noise, called the front desk.

"Didn't I tell you that service is about treating customers like gods?"

"Reporting to the Lord, this customer has been eating and drinking on credit many times here."

"Is it a food critic? Or is there some reason? To dare to eat our Utopia's free meal must have some tricks up its sleeve."

"This woman said she knew you, Lord, but none of our staff knew her."

"It's actually a woman. The women I know wouldn't eat and dine for free. Just break her two little fingers and throw her out. It will hurt enough for her to get hurt for a while."

Mr. Huang hung up the phone, thinking that there were actually people in this city who dared to mess with Utopia.

But after the call, the noise downstairs did not stop, but became more and more intense.

"Wait a minute! I really do know your boss, and my sister is really close to him! You really have to believe me!"

Wait, why does this voice sound so familiar?

Huang Cao touched his chin and thought for a while. After washing up, he came to the hall where the commotion happened.

Then, in the center of the hall, a white-haired girl was seen holding a large pot spoon in her hand. She pointed the round end of the spoon at the staff just like the swordsman.

If this guy hadn't been eating and dashing so often, the restaurant's customers would have been used to it and would have really thought the white-haired girl was a righteous swordsman.

"Oh no, this is difficult. My dear sister, when can you succeed so that I can enjoy the honor of being your younger sister?"

The white-haired girl muttered silently in her heart, because she had lost all her salary playing mahjong, so she had no money to pay.

In fact, this was also due to an accident.

The first time she came to eat at the restaurant opened by Utopia, she thought she had money with her, but after eating, she found that she had lost all her money.

The several major institutions established by Mr. Huang in Longmen all take a more people-friendly approach, and as long as they don't go too far, they will turn a blind eye.

So she bought on credit the first time.

But the food at Utopia was really to her liking, and the chef's cooking skills were comparable to her brother's.

And in a sense, this lady does know a big shot in Utopia.

"Miss, you've been eating and drinking too much here. You owe a debt that's worth a hundred gold coins."

At this time, the rich warrior who was disguised as the lobby manager took out the weapon in his hand and wanted to show off his sword skills in front of the lord without saying anything.

The lord is watching us, we can't lose face!

The two groups were about to fight, but the white-haired girl seemed confident.

To her, everyone present was a mob.

Only the lobby manager with red horns on his head made her feel a little troublesome, but it was not a big problem.

It's just a matter of one slap turning into twenty slaps.

"Stop it, I actually know this white-haired lady."

Huang Cao stopped watching the show at this time, because there was only one warrior of abundance present, and it was really difficult for him to deal with the white-haired girl.

If it really was a life-and-death battle, his abundant warriors would probably only be able to hold on for a short while.

"As you command, Lord."

After hearing the order, the staff present put the daggers they carried with them into their sleeves and immediately continued their unfinished work as if nothing had happened.

The white-haired girl turned around and found that the voice of Master Jiu was the acquaintance she had been thinking about.

"Mr. Huang, why are you here? You seem a little younger than before." Nian shouted in surprise.

That’s right, the white-haired girl who ate so many extravagant meals in Mr. Huang’s restaurant was none other than Nian, one of the fragments of the Sui Beast.

As early as when Yan State borrowed food from Huang Cao, he had already known most of the people in the Sui family.

However, since their last separation, Huang Cao and the Sui sisters have not seen each other for many years, and even their correspondence has become much less frequent.

"Miss Nian, please don't try to get close to me. Let me settle your bill first."

Huang Cao ignored the young lady who opened her arms and exposed her warm heart.

Instead, he took out a card from his pocket and paid for it at his own restaurant.

"Brother-in-law is really a particular person!"

Wait, what did you just call me?

After paying the meal bill owed by Nian, Huang Cao suddenly came to his senses and stared at the girl in front of him with a suspicious look.

What did I just hear? Can you really say the word "brother-in-law" casually?

And which sister of yours is it?

Nian seemed to realize that he had accidentally let the cat out of the bag, so he quickly changed his words.

If I don't change, I'm going to be buried in the ground by my sister.

"The sister I'm talking about isn't that sister, but my sister, Jie!"

Sorry, Jie!

I'm more afraid of millet than you!

"Good boy, you almost got me out of here. What is your sister so particular about?"

"Jie likes writing and is also a mysophobia. She always pays for my meals when my sisters and I have dinner together."

In short, it took a lot of effort to explain to Mr. Huang that he dispelled his doubts.

After paying the bill, the two of them found a random table and sat down.

"Have you had breakfast? Do you want me to treat you?"

"I'm so sorry, I want steamed buns with chili and pork filling."

As expected, Nian is the most shameless person in Sui's family. He has no psychological burden at all when he goes to other people's homes to eat and drink for free.

"By the way, how did you get here? You don't even have money to eat. Didn't your brother give you any pocket money?"

Nian spread his hands and said, "Of course it's to pursue my dream of becoming a director. We brothers and sisters are all immortals. If we don't find something new to do, we'll probably be bored to death in such a long time."

"I haven't seen how boring your sisters and brothers are." Huang Cao complained mercilessly.

In 2000, he was a famous unemployed vagrant in Yan Country and the top bad movie maker in the world.

In contrast, her older brothers and sisters, and even her younger brothers and sisters, are not unemployed in the strict sense.

Evening melon might barely count as half.

Nian gobbled his breakfast while chatting with Mr. Huang, not afraid of choking.

"Master Huang, how come you look younger than before? You feel like you're almost as old as my youngest brother."

Although she didn't feel much younger than before, and she had seen old monsters who had regained their youth before.

Moreover, the younger Mr. Huang seems to be more approachable than before.

Sister Shu has good taste.

"It's easier to act like this. After all, who would bother with a teenager?"

Huang Cao took a sip of tea and spoke lightly.

After the free breakfast time was over, Nian felt that it was time for him to do something for his sister Shu.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to get free meals in the future.

Chapter 303: The farming god will not fall in love with the wooden foreign leader?

"By the way, Mr. Huang, do you have any advanced video equipment? Can you lend it to me? I really want to be a director!"

Halfway through his words, Nian took out a thin script from his bag.

"Do you really want to be a director? I think you'd be better off being an actor."

"If I were to be an actor, the top brass in Yan Country wouldn't let my film pass the censorship."

Nian said that his family has been under strict surveillance since childhood. Although they are not forbidden to appear in public, being too conspicuous may easily cause unnecessary trouble.

But the director was able to avoid this problem, mainly because the film he made was so bad.

Even the actors can’t become famous, let alone the directors.

It was worse than most of the skits Mr. Huang had seen in his previous life. At least skits were enjoyable to watch, but Nian's script simply didn't have any funny moments the entire time.

This guy can make a tragedy out of a comedy.

When filming a tragedy, the audience can also see a very difficult comedy amidst a lot of tears.

In short, he is a special dish and he also loves to play.