House Management Chapter 4683: An account

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Eight people were seated in the flower hall. After they were seated, Du Meng was in charge of pouring wine for everyone, and then it was natural that Mr. Qiao took the lead in raising the wine glass and said a few opening remarks, which was nothing more than welcoming the arrival of the third-class layman.

Everyone picked up the wine glasses and drank all the wine in the glass.

After drinking this glass of wine, Mr. Joe took the lead to lift the chopsticks again, indicating that the table could be opened. He first caught a piece of fish, and everyone else picked up their chopsticks and ate. But this time, Zhang Yu didn't say the same wind and wind, and the food was slower.

Guan Ying is the only woman on the table, but she has not received any attention. The attention of these people on the table is obviously on Zhang Yu. Guan Ying also turned her attention to Zhang Yu from time to time. Zhang Yu at this moment looked very elegant, and she really meant to be a layman.

On the wine table, Daoist Hewen and Du Meng raised their glasses to toast Zhang Yu from time to time, and Zheng Lun would also toast to Zhang Yu, but not so often. Only Qian Qian took a sip of wine for himself at best, and did not take the initiative to toast Zhang Yu.

As a guest, Zhang Yu was toasted, and naturally, those who came would not refuse. Qian Qian didn't toast him, and he didn't bother.

After Zhang Yu had another drink with Du Meng, who was toasting, Mr. Qiao suddenly looked at Qian Qian and said, "Mr. Qian, you and Lay Zheng are both Taoist practitioners, so you should get closer."

As soon as Qian Qian heard this, he smiled without a smile on his face, and said: "Master, this is a good saying, there is no vain person under the reputation. The third-class layman, Mr. Zheng, I always just According to the name, I have never heard of what kind of methods there are. I am really curious about this."

Master Qiao frowned immediately and said, "Mr. Qian, what do you mean by this?"

"In fact, it doesn't mean anything, just want to get a taste of how the third rank layman became famous..." Qian Qian said indifferently.

Zhang Yu has already understood. He wanted to make a gesture with himself, so Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Since Mr. Qian said so, just draw a word..."

"Okay! Mr. Zheng is really quick to speak..." Qian Qian said, reaching out to a plate of eggs on the table, taking one out, and saying, "Mr. Zheng, this plate is full of raw eggs, if Mr. Zheng If I can cook the raw eggs in my palm like me, then I will fine myself three cups of alcohol and then respect Mr. Zheng three cups..."

There is no delicacy on the table, there are flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, everything. There is only one plate of eggs in shell, which looks so abrupt. Hearing what Qian Qian said at this moment, Zhang Yu immediately understood that this was prepared for him by the other party.

Afterwards, Zhang Yu saw Qian Qian holding the egg with his left hand. After about half a minute, he stretched his right hand and scratched the egg skin with a slightly longer fingernail, revealing the cooked egg.

Qian Qian took a bite and deliberately exposed the egg yolk inside. The egg yolk is half-rare and half-cooked, but it is just right.

Qian Qian swallowed half an egg and made a gesture to Zhang Yu, saying, "Mr. Zheng, please!"

"Mr. Qian is really a good method. It is really admirable and admirable..." Zhang Yu said on his mouth, then raised his right hand, and a stream of five-colored filaments floated above his right middle finger. Qiqiu immediately entangled a raw egg on the plate, and then fell into Zhang Yu's palm.

It's just this hand, and everyone present was stunned.

Zheng Lun, who was still sitting next to Mr. Joe, reacted the fastest and clapped first, "Papa......"

Next, Zheng Lun said: "It's good to fetch things from the air...very...very..."

Old man Qiao, Du Meng, and Daoist Hewen all followed to applaud, and Zhou Qingyun on Zhang Yu's side could not help but applaud.

"Papa......" "Papa......" "Papa......"......

Qian Qian saw Zhang Yu's hand, and quickly put down half of the egg in his hand, and said in a bit embarrassed manner: "Mr. Zheng...how talented is really offensive, but I hope to forgive me... I admit defeat here and punish myself first Three cups..."

This guy was a bachelor. He grabbed the jug on the table and didn't seem to need Zhang Yu to continue. He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it first. Then came the second and third cups.

Anyone can see that Zhang Yu's hand is completely smarter than Qian Qian, and Qian Qian himself understands this. Zhang Yu was able to catch the eggs in a short time and wanted to cook the raw eggs in his palm. But what Zhang Yu did to fetch things from the air was something he couldn't do at all.

Who is strong and who is weak, most of the people present are discerning people, who can't tell.

Qian Qian first fined himself three glasses, then filled the glass in front of Zhang Yu, and then poured himself another glass. He picked up the wine glass with both hands, and said respectfully: "The third-class layman really deserves his reputation. I admire and admire... Qian Qianshi is so offended. At this moment, drink it first..."

Speaking, he put the wine glass on his mouth and drank the liquor in the glass in one mouthful.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, and used the five-color filament airflow to return the egg in his hand to the plate firmly.

He grabbed the wine glass in front of him, and said, "Everyone is from the Profound Clan, but just a little bit of discussion, there is nothing to offend. Do it!"

After speaking, he drank all the wine in his hand.

"I just said that both of them are masters of the profound sect, so they should get close. Come on, let's drink together for the next two cups!" Mr. Qiao immediately suggested.

On the wine table, what has changed is the happiness.

Several people continued to chat and talk, and they talked a lot about trivial matters of the rivers and lakes. After chatting, they even talked about Wudang Taoist Temple.

The first to talk about this was Mr. Hewen, who was wearing a black robe. He curled his lips and said, “In recent times, there hasn’t been any topic in various schools and factions. The only thing that is striking is Zhenhai’s recent The rise of Wudang Taoist Temple. It is said that Zhang Yu, the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple, has already become a mage at a young age. In one year of work, he has reached the state of a prestigious master. A rare person."

When Zhang Yu heard the other party talking about himself, he didn't answer, but Du Meng said disapprovingly: "I guess, this kid should have some **** luck, I don't know what panacea he took, otherwise, what? There may be such a level of cultivation. The level of cultivation that happens by chance and coincidence like him is actually nothing. When really fighting against each other, I’m afraid it’s impossible to withstand a blow."

Qian Qian immediately said: "I don't know exactly how talented this person is and how he cultivates. It's just that the sleeping phone and Dahe car he made are indeed a combination of Taoist methods. Even among them, there must be a lot of Taoist refining tools. Where did he get so many good things, it is really curious."

"Speaking of this Zhang Yu..." Suddenly, Zheng Lun's voice cooled down, and slowly said, "I still have an account with us, father..."