Chapter 829: Fight of Wealth
Although he was not very polite, Lu Yang sincerely felt that Grandpa Meng's cultural level might not be much higher than Man Gu's.
Maybe even on par with each other.
"What about Meng Poci and Meng Poli... forget it, I won't ask." Lu Yang felt that they were elders after all, so there was no need to ask about such impolite matters, lest Old Meng leak too much secrets and the Meng family kick him out of the Meng Mansion.
"What place is that?" Lu Yang pointed to a room full of restrictions. There were elders from the Meng family guarding the door. It seemed like a forbidden area.
“Where IOUs are kept.”
"My father told me that if all those IOUs were cashed, they could buy half of the Imperial City."
Lu Yang took a deep breath. No wonder it was a forbidden area. It would not be excessive to send as many people as possible to guard this place.
"It's not just the IOU. Our Meng family has a magical power called 'Borrowing Technique'. When a cultivator above the fusion level comes to borrow money from us, he not only has to leave an IOU, but also has to lend us one of his moves."
"In my family, we will copy this move onto paper, so that if we encounter a battle, we can reproduce that person's move."
"So powerful." This was probably the Meng family's unique magical power. Lu Yang had never heard of anyone else having this ability.
Even the Immortal Fairy shook her head and said she had never heard of it.
…
Meng Potian, Lao Ma and the chief steward Xu You gathered together. The three brothers hadn't been together for nearly six years and had a drink in the side room.
The old horse lazily lay on the wooden chair, using magic to bring the grass on the plate to his mouth. His horse hooves stuck to the wine glass and he drank it sip by sip.
"Old Ma has worked hard taking care of Xiaozhou along the way."
Lao Ma wanted to be polite and say that it was not hard, but when he thought about the six years of fear and anxiety, he could not smile and say the three words "not hard".
"It's not hard work, it's a hard life."
Meng Potian: “…”
He remembered that Lao Ma used to be very humble, but how come he became like this after becoming his son's protector?
"What do you think of Lu Yang?" Meng Potian had a good impression of Lu Yang. He had seen many young talents, but none of them could compare to Lu Yang in terms of cultivation or character.
If Lu Yang and Xiao Yu were to like each other, marrying into the family would not be a joke.
The corner of Lao Ma's eye twitched, and bad memories came to his mind, and he suddenly remembered the scene where Lu Yang accidentally resurrected the immortal fairy.
"Let me put it this way, your Meng family's IOU can buy half of the Imperial City, right?"
"right."
"His luck can destroy half of the imperial city."
…
"Would you like to eat something delicious?" Meng Jingzhou asked.
Lu Yang was puzzled: "Didn't we eat it during the welcoming party? I thought it was delicious."
"Those are not the most delicious. Those spiritual foods pursue both taste and effect, but you can't have both. So they are a little bit inferior to real delicacies. I'm taking you to the most delicious place in Imperial City." After all, Imperial City is his territory, and Meng Jingzhou has to fulfill his duties as a host.
"Then let's go." Lu Yang said with a smile. He remembered that the senior sister liked to taste the local food wherever she went. If it was really as delicious as Meng Jingzhou praised, she could pack up a portion and take it away when she left the Imperial City.
Considering Meng Jingzhou's great reputation in the Imperial City, everyone in the Imperial City knew him. When the two left the Meng Mansion, they consciously put on masks.
The place Meng Jingzhou mentioned was called Tianxiang Tower, the most luxurious restaurant in the imperial city. There were even rumors that Tianxiang Tower had a spiritual chef who was at the Tribulation Crossing stage, but that chef had not been in service for decades.
Tianxianglou was packed with people. Fortunately, Lu Yang and his companions were not the last to arrive. When they arrived, there were still three empty tables left.
By the time they sat down and ordered their food, the two empty tables were already occupied.
"It's really delicious." After the dish was served, Lu Yang picked up a piece with chopsticks and tasted it. Old Meng really didn't lie. This was better than what he had eaten at the Meng Mansion.
"Of course, how can my taste be bad?" Meng Jingzhou was very proud and couldn't wait to eat.
He hasn't had it for five or six years.
Perhaps because they were in the same profession, the Immortal Fairy looked down upon the food in Tianxiang Tower.
While Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were having dinner and discussing what to do next, they noticed some commotion at the entrance of the restaurant and couldn't help but turn their heads to look over there.
A young man dressed in black and with an extraordinary demeanor walked in with his female companion in his arm. In public, he did not care about the impact at all. Behind the young man were two guards.
Lu Yang noticed that the black clothes the young man was wearing were woven with dark golden silk spit out by the Iceberg Silkworm. They were impervious to water and fire, swords and guns, and were extremely rare.
Even in the imperial city where children of officials are everywhere, there are not many people who are qualified to wear such clothes.
"No room?" The young man frowned. There were too many people in the restaurant and there was not even a single empty table.
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He walked straight to one of the tables and stared down at the guests at one of the tables.
"This place is mine, you guys go away."
The guests at that table seemed to realize that the young man was not someone to be trifled with, so they nodded their heads and gave up their seats.
The young man saw the simple dishes on Meng Jingzhou's table and sneered, "Poor people, don't come here."
Then he waved again: "Waiter, bring me a pot of Hundred Years of Divine Drunk!"
The diners were shocked at the young man's casual tone.
A pot of ordinary Immortal Drunk is the annual income of a small family in the Imperial City. If it is a hundred-year-old Immortal Drunk, its value is unimaginable.
Even though the people who come to the restaurant are either rich or noble, only a few can afford to order the Hundred-Year-Old Immortal Drunk.
Seeing the young man's boldness, the female companion's beautiful eyes shone with wonder. She got closer to him and even rubbed her chest against his arm deliberately.
Meng Jingzhou snorted coldly. He had never seen anyone showing off their wealth in front of him.
As for showing off your female companion, that is even more excessive.
He immediately called the waiter: "Bring me a pot of Centennial Divine Wine as well."
The young man seemed not to have heard what Meng Jingzhou said and continued to order dishes: "I want the ten-year-long steamed fish with cloud mist. If you are one year short, I will destroy your restaurant!"
Meng Jingzhou ordered the dishes in a serious manner, without even looking at the prices: "Waiter, give me an order of steamed fish in mist, the ten-year-old version."
The young man glanced at Meng Jingzhou, thinking he was a stranger and that he was just a cultivator from another place who came to the Imperial City to seek opportunities. He sneered and ordered the expensive dishes: "Boiled Five Elements Spiritual Vegetables, Braised Crying Sun Chicken, Taiqing Refining Soul Porridge..."
"We can also have the blanched five-element spiritual vegetables, braised sun-crying chicken, and Taiqing soul-refining porridge..."
Meng Jingzhou originally didn't want to order these. Although they were very nutritious, they didn't taste as good as what he ordered at the beginning. However, he didn't mind having some fun with this young man.
Meng Jingzhou ordered whatever dishes the young man ordered without any compromise. The young man no longer had that unique feeling of looking down on everyone else and felt that he had lost face in front of his female companion.
He slammed the table and said, "Waiter, let me ask you, what is the most expensive thing here?"
The waiter hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "Sir, our rent is the most expensive."
(End of this chapter)