Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

"Ready for the banquet?"

Jiang Han looked at the table full of food and gave Ye Qingluan a strange look.

Ye Qingluan's cheeks were slightly red and he whispered:

"My father specially invited the owner of the Zhenxi Restaurant to cook in person. He is known as the Master of Cooking. His cooking skills are superb and he has mastered Taoism through cooking. These meals are just made by his disciples' disciples and cannot be compared with what he made by his own hands. ....”

"oh?"

Jiang Han stood up with a smile, "I'd like to give it a try. Speaking of which, does the Master Chef never cook at Zhenxi Tower?"

"No."

Ye Qingluan thought for a while and said: "But it requires a huge price. It is said that as early as a hundred years ago, the chef rarely cooked in person anymore, unless he could come up with something that impressed him.

"It seems that your father has spent a lot of money." Jiang Han raised his eyebrows.

"It didn't cost much, it just happened to be something that Master Cook liked at home." Ye Qingluan said rather modestly.

Jiang Han smiled softly.

Although Ye Qingluan said so, if the Chef Master can cook it himself, then the things he likes must not be ordinary things, and must be of extremely high value.

They walked out of Zhen Restaurant and arrived at Ye's house not long after.

Slightly different from Jiang Han's imagination, the Ye family does not seem to be rich and wealthy, but instead has the atmosphere of a scholarly family, and every building is antique.

"Qingluan, your family is so big!"

Jiang Yiyi opened her eyes wide and itched everywhere.

"Little uncle, do you like it?"

Ye Qingluan's bright eyes blinked, and a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "The disciple also has a house nearby. Although it is not as spacious as this one, it is still manageable, so why not give it to my junior uncle?"

"don't want.

Jiang Yiyi showed a look of excitement, but quickly shook her head firmly, and said seriously: "Although I don't know much about this, the house in this place must be very expensive, and I can't take it."

aside.

Jiang Han smiled and touched Jiang Yiyi's head and said, "Yiyi has grown up. Qingluan, how much does a house in Zhenxian City cost? Tell me the truth.

"this...…"

A trace of helplessness flashed in Ye Qingluan's beautiful eyes, "For houses in Zhenxian City, unless someone urgently needs a large amount of spiritual stones, no one can trade them with them anymore, so they can only barter houses."

"Bartering?"

Jiang Han's eyebrows frowned slightly.

After a second thought, he understood.

It is true that the value of houses in Zhenxian City cannot be measured by spirit stones. After all, just entering the city requires five Peerless Grade spirit stones, and the cheapest inn to stay in for one night costs hundreds of Peerless Grade spirit stones!

Just as Ye Qingluan said.

Unless someone urgently needs a large amount of spiritual stones, they will never sell their house in exchange for spiritual stones.

"No matter where you go, your house is real estate."

Jiang Han murmured in his heart.

"indeed so."

On the side, Yuan Xin said with a smile, "Back then, I also wanted to buy a house in Zhenxian City, but I found that I couldn't afford it, so I gave up."

Jiang Han was speechless.

The center of the circle back then was Semi-Saint. Even Semi-Saint couldn't afford a house in Zhenxian City. You can only imagine the others.

But Ye Qingluan has a separate property...

It can only be said that these old families do have a profound foundation. These houses alone make it almost impossible for them to decline, right?

"Master, want to buy it?"

A cunning look flashed in Ye Qingluan's eyes, "Why don't we sell the disciple's one to the master? It just so happens that the disciple wants to break through the realm recently and needs a lot of spiritual stones..."

"Go aside."

Jiang Han rolled his eyes.

He couldn't guess what Ye Qingluan meant, it was just to give the house to him in another way.

"yes."

Ye Qingluan knew that his little thoughts had been seen through, so he could only shut up in anger.

They were walking into a quaint hall at this time. The maid standing next to them heard their conversation and quickly lowered her head, with a look of horror and horror on her face.

Someone actually talks to the eldest lady like this?

And it seems that the eldest lady is not angry, and she is content with it.

No wonder the head of the family had just ordered them to be cautious and meticulous, and they were absolutely not allowed to offend the person who was about to come to the banquet in any way... They guessed that he was a big shot, but they didn't expect that he looked so young.

not to mention.

Even if you are a big shot in Zhenxian City, your young lady does not have to be like this.

At that time, some important people from the academy even came to see the young lady in person, but they were all rejected by the young lady and were turned away!

Enter the main hall.

I saw two figures sitting inside, two men. One of them was an old man with gray hair, but he was in good spirits.

"grandfather?"

Ye Qingluan was stunned for a moment, then quickly took two steps forward, are you ready to send it off?"

"Haha, my precious granddaughter's master is here to visit. How can I, an old man like me, not come out to greet him?" The old man laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, and the whole hall was buzzing.

"Ye Jingtian!"

The pupils in the center of the circle shrank slightly.

"kindness?"

The old man turned his eyes, glanced at him, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Jiang Buzui? I thought the rumors were false, but I didn't expect you to really become a bald donkey.

Yuan Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, it's funny. The young monk is now called Yuan Xin."

"cough."

At this time, the middle-aged man next to him stood up, looked at Jiang Han, smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, please sit down."

It seems that Ye Qingluan is really quite favored at home.

Jiang Han hugged his fists and sat on the chair prepared for him with a smile.

Just now.

The moment he came in, he had already checked the information of two people.

[Ye Jingtian, due to the large gap in cultivation, his strength cannot be tested for the time being. He was once a genius of his generation and famous in Zhongzhou. Due to severe injuries in his early years, he suffered from hidden injuries and died soon. If his hidden wounds are cured, he will be rewarded: Ye Wentian's gratitude may attract the attention of the Martial God Palace. ]

[Ye Yu, because the gap in cultivation is too large, the strength cannot be tested for the time being. The current head of the Ye family. If you cure Ye Jingtian's internal injuries, you will get a reward: Ye Yu's sincere gratitude. ]

Temple of Martial God!

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

If this name hadn't appeared when he checked the information, he would have almost forgotten Xiaoyao Martial Emperor's warning to him.

Watch out for the Martial God Temple in Zhongzhou!

Could it be that the hidden wounds in Ye Jingtian's body were caused by the Martial God Palace?

What kind of power is the so-called Martial God Palace? Even Xiaoyao Martial Emperor is deeply afraid of it and even specially reminds and polices it.

“Martial God…”

Jiang Han thought secretly in his heart.

The highest level of cultivation that can be achieved on the mainland should be the Martial God. This is recorded from ancient times to the present, and the Martial God has not appeared for hundreds of thousands of years.

Dare to call yourself the "Temple of Martial God", it must be a big deal!

"I've heard Jiang's name as Fellow Daoist for a long time. When I saw him today, he turned out to be really extraordinary."

Ye Yu looked at Jiang Han, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his shining eyes, and said, "I am Ye Yu, Qingluan's father. Although you are young, you are Qingluan's master. We Let’s talk about friendship as equals.”

"Qingluan has a stubborn temper and may have caused some trouble to Fellow Daoist. I'll have a drink first to apologize for her.

As he spoke, he raised a glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

See this.

Jiang Han also raised a glass of wine and chuckled: "Qingluan is smart. He is cautious in his dealings with others. He respects his teachers and respects his teachers. He is very well-behaved and has no fault at all. "What's the crime?"

Very well-behaved?

The corner of Ye Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

He had never seen Ye Qingluan act well-behaved and had an extremely stubborn temper. The entire Ye family had mobilized to persuade her to join the academy, but it had no effect at all, and she would not listen to anyone.

But seeing that Jiang Han didn't seem to say this deliberately to save his face, an inexplicable sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

Why is my precious daughter acting like that in front of an outsider?

"Master Yuanxin."

Suppressing the sadness in his heart, Ye Yu raised his glass, looked at the center of the circle, and said with a smile: "When I was young, I knew the name of the master, but it was a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet him. Today, it seems that he is more advanced than the legend. We can learn from it when we have time. two.

"It's what you wish for!"

Yuan Xin's body flashed with golden light, and his eyes instantly burst with majestic fighting intent.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Qingluan's grandfather looked at the center of the circle in surprise, looked him up and down, and said, "Jiang Buzui, you actually cultivated the Buddhist Gate Golden Body?"

"It all depends on the guidance of Donor Jiang."

Yuan Xin didn't care about Ye Jingtian's name, clasped his hands together and nodded solemnly.

"oh?"

Ye Jingtian's eyes flashed with light, and he looked at Jiang Han who was drinking with a smile. His eyes flashed: "You are indeed a young hero. Even Martial Saint can give advice. No wonder Man will worship you as his teacher."

"correct."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, turned to look at Ye Qingluan aside, frowned and said: "Qingluan, I see that you have entered the martial spirit realm, what is a martial spirit?"

There was a sudden power outage, and all the manuscripts I wrote failed. I even went to the power supply bureau to pay the electricity bill, and rewrote the chapters, otherwise I would not have updated so late... Sorry, sorry, sorry!!!