I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

Wu Fei almost bragged about the effect of this soap like a panacea, coaxing all the guests into a daze, and even Zhao Xiong had the idea of ​​offering this thing up.

Wu Fei looked around for a week, saw everyone's astonished expressions, and accepted the words very satisfied: "This world is just such a piece, and it's so mysterious. It just happened to be my apprentice's birthday, so I can't think of anything worth it." If you take out this unique thing, it can be regarded as a gift to someone who is destined."

This master-student relationship was deep, and won a round of applause and applause from the crowd.

On the contrary, Xu Hua's complexion was not very good-looking.Although Li Bai's "Tie on the Balcony" is an authentic work by famous antique masters and is a priceless treasure, but Wu Fei is a gift from an outsider, so who can say it is not priceless?Besides, ghosts and gods are very respected in this era. Wu Fei, a gift from a god, is not a mortal thing. Compared with Li Bai, a mortal thing, even if it is as good as the sky, it cannot be compared with the gods. compared to the myth.

Xu Hua is also well aware of this truth. Seeing that the guests are obviously more inclined to Wu Fei's baby, he can't hold back his face. Although he refuses to admit it, if he loses, he loses. He is from a scholarly family, and he is everyone's son. , Even if you feel dissatisfied in your heart, you should not be too presumptuous in your words and actions.

Xu Hua cupped his hands slightly with great reluctance, and said to Wu Fei: "My humble Xu Hua, I don't intend to offend you, I'm just a little curious about your identity and ability, I hope you don't take offense."

Xu Hua and Zhao Xiong belonged to the same generation, and Wu Fei was about the same age as the two of them, and they looked similar, but Zhao Xiong recognized Wu Fei as his master, so there was some difference in this generation.But Xu Hua still refused to admit defeat, he just said a few casual and polite words, which didn't sound like a sincere apology.

However, Wu Fei didn't want to care about this kind of brat, and it wouldn't do him any good if he really had an enmity.Then he waved his hand generously: "It's okay, I understand Mr. Xu's mood. If what I said just now offended me a lot, please bear with me, Mr. Xu."

After all, this is Zhao Xiong's birthday party, and it will not end well if things get too serious, so let him be forgiving and forgiving.Wu Fei greeted Xu Hua with two or three sentences first, giving Xu Hua a step down.

Xu Hua is also a person who knows the current affairs, and he bowed his hands in a well-behaved way: "It's too much to offend, your lord has a lot."

Wu Fei returned the salute: "You are polite."

Zhao Xiong saw that the matter was almost over, so he came out to preside over the round: "In this case, let's break up. It's just a small misunderstanding. Everyone please sit down. Tea and snacks are available. Come here, take all these gifts. go down."

Zhao Xiong waved his hand and asked the butler to lead the people. Put the opened presents away one by one and put them away one by one. He invited the band playing and singing to add to the fun. Xu Hua also returned to his position and stopped making trouble. That's how things ended.

Tang Guozheng sat firmly in his seat, watching the farce-like incident just now, and scrutinized Wu Fei more closely. This young man is not simple.

Zhao Xiong quietly approached Wu Fei and asked, "Master, are what you just said true?"

Zhao Xiong was about to offer up that piece of soap to burn incense.

Wu Fei smiled slyly: "Half and half."

Zhao Xiong was puzzled: "Then this thing..."

Wu Fei smiled and said: "Don't worry about using it, there will be more in the future..."

After a lot of introducing the identity card and the tossing about presenting gifts just now, everyone looked at Master Zhao Xiong with admiration, thinking that this is a godly figure, amazing.

He couldn't help sitting on the seat with him, without any discomfort or dissatisfaction, but changed his courteous expression, and almost knelt down and called Master.

Wu Fei told half truth and half lie about that piece of soap. Of course, he made up the story of some extraterrestrial expert, just to scare these people with superstition, and this is the only piece of truth in this world.As for those effects, some of them are true. Compared with soaps in the general sense, the musk, the raw material of this soap, has very magical effects. After being made into soap, it also has some hints of traditional Chinese medicine.It's just that Wu Fei exaggerated these effects a little, and it's not fake.

Zhao Xiong has justified Wu Fei's name after all these tossing, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, not to mention how beautiful he is in his heart, it is really worth it to have such a powerful master.

After the band finished playing, it was time for lunch. The butler brought the maids to serve the dishes, and Zhao Xiong asked the band to leave.

The banquet has begun, and there are delicacies from mountains and seas, only Wu Fei has never seen or eaten, there is nothing he can't think of.Wu Fei has opened his eyes. There are a lot of dishes. Although a small dish is placed on each table, it is definitely enough for two or three meals.

After three tours of wine and five flavors of dishes, all the guests have eaten to their heart's content, and there will be more people who stop to drink and chat.

On Wu Fei's side, there was an endless stream of people coming up to chat and toast.Wu Fei thinks that he can drink enough, but no matter how good he is, he can't survive the wheel battle of so many people, so he can only pretend that his drinking capacity is not good at first.But if someone comes to toast, they have to give others face. I am the top master Zhao Xiong here, and I can't shame him or bring hatred to him. I can only accompany him carefully, taking a small sip at a time, and then reluctantly Cope with these people.

Suddenly someone chatted with a disciple of Zhao Xiong's sect, saying that he was very good at boxing and kicking, and it happened that he also brought a warrior with him, and wanted to compare martial arts with Zhao Xiong's disciple, so it was just to add to the fun at the banquet.

People who practice martial arts are proud, and they also like these scenes of dancing swords and knives at banquets.The person who made the suggestion had a lot of face, and Zhao Xiong didn't want to brush off his face directly, so he had to agree and ask someone to invite the doorman out to discuss with the politician's subordinates.

Two tall and mighty men stood in the center of the main hall, and after bowing to each other, they began to fight without any delay.

Wu Fei calmly sipped his wine, paying attention to the kung fu of the politician, watching the rhythm of the two people's fight, it was a bit interesting.

After about dozens of rounds, Zhao Xiong's disciples were obviously at a disadvantage.Wu Fei looked at the politician's subordinates, this kung fu was a bit strong, judging from the fluent movement and strength, it should be a boy's skill, and he has practiced family skills since he was a child.

Wu Fei was watching the play when Zhao Xiong's retainer was taken down by the last few moves. He accidentally stepped back a few steps, failed to stabilize his figure, and did not stop until he hit a pillar in the hall.

It is a fact that he is no match for him, so he has no choice but to admit defeat: "Skills are not as good as others, admiration."

The man also waved his hand: "You're welcome."