Chapter 2115 Chapter 2115 Black Market Crisis

Zhuo Junyue outside the door continued to knock on the door after hearing this, and said: "You open the door. Bayi Chinese Network? &n"

Listening to the knock on the door, Feng Jiu felt that she was already suffocating the breath of getting up, and wanted to sleep, but she was arguing because of the knock on the door. In the end, she lifted the quilt and walked out directly, and opened the door He stared at the person standing outside the door knocking with his hand raised.

"Didn't you say it? I don't need to go. Your second uncle invited an old man. I went to explain it to you. Besides, I'm not hungry yet. Just go. Don't worry about me. I'm still thinking about it." Wake up and go out later."

After saying this, she scratched her head, closed the door directly, went inside and lay down on the bed to continue her deep sleep.

Hearing this, the old man in the yard stroked his beard and said, "It's okay if she doesn't go, anyway, your second uncle didn't tell her to go, let's go!" He called Zhuo Junyue, swayed He walked out with his steps.

Seeing this, Zhuo Junyue paused slightly: "Then I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you." After saying this, he turned and left.

Feng Jiu hadn't slept enough, and fell asleep again after a while, until, when she woke up, she was awakened by hunger.

After packing up, he went out of the room and looked outside, only to see that the sky had darkened and the lights in the mansion had been lit. Seeing that the night was not bad, he thought about going out for a stroll.

However, when she walked out of the yard, she remembered that Zhuo Junyue seemed to say that someone had prepared dinner for her? Forget it, she'd better go out and find something to eat!

Thinking of this, an expectant smile appeared on her face, and she walked out of the house with brisk steps.

Seeing that Feng Jiu was nowhere to be seen at the banquet, the old lady in the East Mansion asked, "Why didn't Feng Jiu come together?"

"Her, don't worry about her, she will sleep when we come out, LaCrosse has told the kitchen to prepare meals for her, it's okay, we will eat ours." The old man said with a smile, took a sip of his wine, and said to Patriarch Zhuo: "This wine is indeed fragrant and mellow. It must have been hidden for many years, right?"

Master Zhuo was surprised that his mother would ask the young man in Tsing Yi who was following Hun Yuanzi, and when he was thinking about what was so strange about the young man in Tsing Yi, he heard Hun Yuanzi's words and couldn't help smiling: "It's been a while, Xian If you like it, I will give you two altars later."

"Hahaha, I won't be polite to that old man." He laughed loudly, very happy.

On the other side, Feng Jiu, who was out of the mansion, wandered around. She likes to eat those local delicacies, especially some small things from street stalls. After walking around, she came to a small stall Sit down and eat a snack that even she can't name.

"Have you heard? Recently, various branches of the black market have been destroyed by people, and many industries have suffered heavy losses. Most of the black markets have been closed recently. I don't know if the problem has been solved by now?"

Feng Jiu, who was sitting in the corner eating, heard this and raised her eyebrows slightly. She looked back and saw two or three monks eating at another table while chatting.

"Has the black market been kicked? Why haven't I heard of it?"

When the few chatterers heard the young man in Tsing Yi's question, they took a look at him, and then said with a smile: "What can you do if you hear about it? Those who dare to attack the black market must have a lot of background. Let me tell you, I will I also heard that the owner of the black market was seriously injured, and the situation is very bad."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised: "There is such a thing?"