I have a little bit of talent

It was noon now, and the Huaicheng government office was bustling with activity.

In order to bid farewell to Lu Chen, Zhang Wuliang generously asked Kelaiju to prepare a banquet and send it over.

At this time, a large round table was placed in the backyard of the government office.

Fang Mu, Tie Shan, Lu Chen, and Ye Ning, Lu Chen's friends in Huai City, gathered together and drank. Zhang Wuliang was worried that his subordinates would not be able to relax, so he did not attend.

For a while, everyone was toasting each other, talking and laughing, looking relaxed.

"Thanks to Old Lu, this is the first time we are drinking in this government office. And the wine in Kelaiju is really good!"

Ye Ning's eyes were red from drinking, but his men didn't stop and toasted Lu Chen.

"Tongyang is not far from Huaicheng. Lao Lu should come and visit us brothers more often when he has time."

He couldn't help burping while talking. It was obvious that he had drunk too much.

The same was true for the other officials from Huaicheng, who all sat swaying from side to side and reeked of alcohol.

"Okay, thank you brothers for your help this time. Lu Chen is very grateful!"

Lu Chen also drank the whole glass, his face slightly flushed. With his level of cultivation, he was a little tipsy after drinking so much fine wine.

After drinking for a while, Ye Ning and his friends finally became too drunk and either lay on the table unable to get up or fell asleep. All they could hear was a series of snoring sounds, and it was obvious that they had all fallen asleep drunk.

Fang Mu's right hand kept using chopsticks to quickly pick up dishes and put them into his mouth, while his left hand held a large wine bowl and took a sip from time to time. He felt so comfortable.

"Every time I see Mu Ge'er eating, I can't help but eat more, but I can't eat much when I eat with him!"

Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh as he looked at Fang Mu's familiar movements.

"This is obviously not the first time that Mu Ge'er has eaten the food at Ke Lai Ju, but he still eats so boldly."

Tieshan also laughed and couldn't agree more with Lu Chen's words.

"Brother Chen is right, but little brother is also a true character. In life, one must have some hobbies. Liking delicious food is always a hundred times better than doing evil things."

After sharing hardships and life and death together, Tieshan no longer called Lu Chen "Lord Lu", but called him "Brother Chen". However, he did not change his way of addressing Fang Mu.

Fang Mu cleared the dishes on the table like a whirlwind, and drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp. He then put down his chopsticks and said with a smile:

“Brother Tieshan is absolutely right. I used to be a muddle-headed person who only liked to eat and drink.

"It was only after practicing that I felt that practicing was a very enjoyable thing. It was not unfair for others to call me a parasite before."

Lu Chen looked at Fang Mu and felt that although this young man was quite experienced in his behavior and did not look like a young man who had just come of age, he was heroic, unaffected by worldly matters, and extremely free and easy, which inevitably made people like him.

"Mu Ge'er, my trip to Huaicheng has come to an end. What I am most proud of these days is not the annihilation of Chen Changxing and his men, nor the improvement of my cultivation, but the acquaintance of you and Tieshan, two good brothers!

"If you two are free someday, you must come to Tongyang City to meet me!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply, his eyes reddening, obviously reluctant to leave.

Tieshan put his arm around Lu Chen's shoulders and laughed, "Brother Chen, why do you have to act like a little girl? The road ahead is long and the mountains are high. We can drink to our heart's content next time we meet."

"That's right, Brother Lu. I'm going to Yizhou to learn martial arts, and I'll have to pass through Tongyang on my way home. I'll definitely come to see you then."

Fang Mu hated this kind of attitude the most, so he said something to comfort him.

"I'm sorry to both of you for making fun of me. Now that we've had enough food and drink, it's time to set off. See you later!"

Emotions came and went quickly. Lu Chen regained his usual composure and bowed to the two of them before leaving.

After saying that, he turned around and left. He didn't have much luggage to begin with, so he traveled light, feeling quite free and easy.

Seeing Lu Chen's figure gradually walking away, Tieshan also bowed to Fang Mu and said goodbye.

"My master came back yesterday and told me to concentrate on my training and not to go out casually.

"If it weren't for Brother Shen's farewell today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come out yet. But now I have to go back."

After Tieshan left, Fang Mu looked at Lu Chen's friends who were lying on the table or on the ground, his face full of black lines.

"These two left pretty fast, and I had to clean up their mess!"

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Of course, it was not Fang Mu's turn to deal with these drunk people. Zhang Wuliang had already ordered his servants to stay outside the door. Seeing Lu Chen and Tieshan leave one after another, he knew that the banquet was over, so he came in and carried the drunk people into the government office room.

Fang Mu's good mood was also ruined by Lu Chen's departure. He was staggering along the streets of Huaicheng alone, and was about to return to the Xie family when a sudden idea flashed through his mind.

"Yes, I didn't bring that kid Xie Cheng with me this time, so I can go to the brothel in Huaicheng to have a look."

Fang Mu changed his direction and headed towards Cuixiang Pavilion, the largest brothel in Huai City.

Although Fang Mu had never been to a brothel in person during his time in Huaicheng, he had learned about the locations of all the brothels in the city. Now that he was excited, he couldn't stop.

Cuixiang Pavilion, as the largest brothel in Huaicheng, originally only did business at night. During the day, it only hired storytellers to tell stories and sell tea. Naturally, the profit was not much, but it was not left idle.

It was still early in the evening when Fang Mu walked into the Cuixiang Pavilion. He found that among the dozens of tables and chairs in the entire hall, only a dozen were occupied by guests, who were all drinking tea and listening to the storyteller on the platform.

Fang Mu also found a table near the platform and sat down casually. He called the waiter to bring tea and some snacks. While listening to the story, he waited for the night to come.

The storyteller on the stage was wearing a tattered robe, holding a paper fan in his left hand and a pot of tea in his right hand. He was telling the story, and when his mouth was dry, he would take a sip from the spout of the teapot from time to time.

It was boring to just sit there, and Fang Mu was gradually attracted by the stories told by the storyteller.

"I am not a great Zhou ancestor. How could I be fooled by this demon? He just sneered and took out his weapon, the purple gold Kanglong mace, and attacked the demon.

"How could the demon be able to contend with the might of the Great Ancestor? With one blow of his mace, the demon's thousand years of cultivation were wasted, and he died beyond all possibility of death..."

The storyteller had a clear, rhythmic voice, and when he spoke of the most exciting parts he added actions, making them lifelike.

It tells the story of how Taizu defeated demons from all directions. Although it is a cliché, it is vivid and interesting when told by him.

All the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty had great respect for Taizu, and many even placed Taizu's portrait in their homes and worshipped it from time to time. They also appreciated the storyteller's performance very much, and soon they generously donated money.

Fang Mu also followed suit and took out a few copper coins as a reward.

Seeing that he was rewarded with a lot of money, the storyteller spoke even more enthusiastically and even drank tea less frequently.

Fang Mu drank tea and tasted snacks from time to time, and time passed quite quickly.

As night fell and the sky gradually darkened, the storyteller bowed deeply to the guard in the audience and walked out.

At this time, the entire lobby on the first floor of Cuixiang Pavilion was almost full of spectators, all looking at the empty platform with anticipation on their faces.