Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Chapter 109 Haisha Gang Leader, the Master of Food

The middle-aged official's eyes flickered slightly, staring at Shen Wuming for a long time, and finally he couldn't help but sigh.

"I've heard of this guy."

The middle-aged official turned around and walked to the bookcase, flipped through it, and then took out a court newspaper.

"Although he is a Confucian scholar, his knowledge of mechanisms is not inferior to the Mohist elders!"

The restaurant owner shrugged, "But his knowledge of Confucianism is not bad, he has climbed to the fifth floor of the Confucian Temple."

"He is definitely the most talented Confucian in the past hundred years, and those poems..."

"Fuck, damn, he writes so awesome... My wife sings it every day for her."

When the middle-aged official heard this, his face couldn't help but be a little deep, as if he thought of some bad memories.

...

During the whole process of the banquet, Shen Wuming was busy with socializing and didn't have much time to eat.

On the contrary, Pei Zian was eating happily at this time.

The people at the main table didn't eat much food, they all drank one by one, and the dishes were basically hers.

On the contrary, Cao Zhuyu didn't know if she had no appetite today.

She was in a daze the whole time, just looking at Shen Wuming from time to time, and then turned her head away to be in a daze.

After finally dealing with it, Shen Wuming pulled the two women to leave.

After all, it wasn't him who paid the bill... It was originally agreed that the local gentry and officials would treat them, but Sun Qun refused to do it.

He insisted that he had just arrived and must treat everyone to a meal.

Whoever dared to pay the bill would get angry with him.

In the end, everyone had no choice but to let Sun Qun go, and Shen Wuming took the two women and prepared to run away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw the shopkeeper of Tiansheng Restaurant standing in front of him with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing?"

Shen Wuming drank a lot of wine. Although the alcohol content was not high, the amount was large, and he was a little drunk at this time.

He was not very polite.

The restaurant owner bowed slightly, "It's like this, Lord Shen, our owner wants to invite you..."

"No time, no time, let's go."

What owner, he didn't know, he was too lazy to deal with it, waved his hand and planned to leave.

The smile on the restaurant owner's face froze.

But when he saw Shen Wuming turned around and was about to get on the carriage, he hurriedly caught up with him.

"Lord Shen, Lord Shen..."

The restaurant owner hurriedly said: "Our owner has admired you for a long time, please take the time to meet!"

"I said I'm busy, next time!"

Shen Wuming pulled him away, and the owner wanted to say something, but Huang Bingcheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, quickly stopped him.

"Boss, you go back first."

Huang Bingcheng's voice was faint, but he exuded a bloody aura like wolf smoke.

The restaurant owner was immediately forced to open the door, and wanted to move forward, but found that he had been firmly imprisoned.

Huang Bingcheng was all smiles, but the restaurant owner looked at him deeply.

This lord is really generous. He actually hired a fourth-level strongman as a groom. Doesn't the groom have any objections?

"Too extravagant, what kind of world..."

The restaurant owner cursed secretly.

Shen Wuming ignored him and was about to get on the car. At this time, something suddenly fell from the roof of the restaurant.

It landed next to him with a "bang".

Shen Wuming was shocked and turned his head quickly. It was a bloated middle-aged man.

His face was kind and fat, white and clean, but the eyeballs in the flesh were rolling.

He was a profiteer at first glance.

Compared with Cao Zijing, the shape of this middle-aged man was more in line with Shen Wuming's imagination of ancient merchants.

"Mr. Shen..."

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Huang Bingcheng's face sank and stepped in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Huang Bingcheng's wretched face was full of seriousness, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a deep chill.

There was even murderous intent.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, "It turns out to be Huang Bingcheng, the leader of the 'Long River of Blood and Qi'!"

"Aren't you doing business on the Yongding River? When did you come to Zhongshan?"

He has been in the martial arts world for so many years, and he has some understanding of the masters in the martial arts world.

For example, this Huang Bingcheng, known as the 'Long River of Blood and Qi', is the leader of the Yongding River Sea Sand Gang.

The so-called sea sand actually refers to salt.

This Huang Gang leader is a salt dealer who smuggles private salt on the Yongding River.

Because the court stipulated that salt and iron should be state-run, the price difference of salt in each region is quite large, and the profit from smuggling is very considerable.

This Huang Gang leader made a lot of money from the sea sand business.

As a result, he piled up his martial arts to the fourth level and got a set of top-grade magic tools. He can be regarded as a hero among the grass.

Unexpectedly, he was actually subdued by Shen Wuming?

"Sorry, there is no Huang Gang Leader here." Huang Bingcheng narrowed his eyes and shook his head.

"I am just a follower of my master now. If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't, just get out."

Huang Bingcheng was not very polite. When the middle-aged man fell just now, he also saw some of his level.

It's just that he is in the fourth realm.

With his master as a solid backing, he has always looked down on the strong people in the same realm.

Except Chu Pingshan.

"There is no need for Huang Gang Leader to be like this!" The middle-aged man laughed, "I just want to ask Lord Shen some questions."

"Let me introduce myself first. I am the owner of Tiansheng Restaurant. I mainly practice food."

"I saw that the beet sugar created by Lord Shen is very charming, and it can even reach the road of food."

"So I came here to ask for advice. I wonder if you can give me a chance?"

"We can even cooperate. I don't want any profit. I just want to study the truth."

Shen Wuming rolled his eyes and looked down on the host.

He can't even figure out beet sugar. Why is he pretending to be so powerful? Trash!

He didn't even bother to pay attention, but Cao Zhuyu pulled his sleeve and didn't say anything.

However, the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds recently, and their tacit understanding has also improved a lot.

Shen Wuming also understood what she meant. Did she want him to stay?

He turned his head and glanced at Cao Zhuyu. Cao Zhuyu didn't say anything, but just blinked at him.

Not to mention that she is pretty, sparkling, and her face is extremely beautiful...

"Ahem, what am I thinking about?" Shen Wuming shook his head. He was really a little drunk.

Then he moved his righteous energy and opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of white gas with a strong smell of alcohol.

This is to use the righteousness to extract the alcohol and refresh the mind.

He then looked at the middle-aged man, hesitated for a moment, and pointed at the carriage, "Come up and talk."

After that, he turned around and got into the carriage. The middle-aged man bowed and then looked at Huang Bingcheng.

Huang Bingcheng stepped back and stood beside the carriage, faithfully fulfilling his duties as an attendant.

The middle-aged man then got on the carriage and bowed to Shen Wuming, "I have admired Lord Shen for a long time..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just say it." Shen Wuming said impatiently.

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