Chapter 404 Mountain and River Banner

[For the lord's domineering, the rabbit adds more 27, 30]

Xu Yong reported one thing.

Yesterday afternoon, the last two membership cards were snapped up, and more than a dozen waves of customers came one after another. They were disappointed that they did not get a membership card. Until today, there have been nearly 20 waves of people who bought memberships.

This made Xu Yong very confused!

All the people who came were well-known bigwigs, and I was a little guilty when I received them.

But gradually, he found that every wave of guests spoke in a very warm and polite manner, and he felt proud in his heart.

Many people asked if there will be membership cards for sale, waiting for the next wave of purchases.

So Xu Yong called to ask.

Zhang Han smiled after hearing the words and said:

"That's it for members, we won't do it for now."

A total of 20 members are all sold. If they all come to eat, the restaurant will be crowded. If there are more, there will be no room. Zhang Han does not want to make the restaurant a mess.

"Okay." Xu Yong nodded, and said: "There is another thing. The restaurant has not been open for two days, and the diners complained a lot. Didn't the company's restaurant plan to recruit a chef before, and then a chef came, oh No, God of Cooking, it's Wang Long, he wants to come over to sit in the town, the salary doesn't matter, he just wants to enjoy the top-quality ingredients, I thought, if I agree, should I let him come to the boss to cook egg fried rice for those diners first?"

Zhang Han pondered for a while after hearing the words, and finally nodded;

"Okay, just don't use the tableware in the cabinet next to the stove on the inside."

"Got it, boss."

"Ok."

Zhang Han responded and hung up the phone.

"Is someone going to our restaurant to cook?" Zi Yan asked curiously.

"It's that Wang Long." Zhang Han replied: "He is applying for the head chef of the company's restaurant. He will cook in our restaurant for a few days, and it will be closed for a few days. Xu Yong said that those diners are very resentful."

"Pfft..." Zi Yan couldn't help laughing.

It's funny to think about it.

Seeing her smile, Zhang Han's eyes also hung a smile.

From being indifferent at the beginning, Zi Yan gradually turned into a smile from time to time, and now it has become a smile from time to time.

Love can change a lot sometimes, and that's why it's beautiful.

While talking, a group of people arrived at the restaurant. The environment of the restaurant is good, and the meal is very comfortable.

After resting for ten minutes after the meal, everyone returned to the amusement park and came to Langlang Water Park. The venue is very large, with children's paddling area, surfing area, speed slide and dozens of water amusement facilities that are popular all over the world.

Because everyone was mainly entertaining with Mengmeng, everyone selectively played some activities suitable for children. After playing for about half, the sky gradually darkened. The closing time of the park was nine o'clock in the evening, but after six o'clock everyone Then go back home.

Mengmeng also had a great time playing, and went back happily.

When he arrived at Wang's house, Wang Zhanpeng was already cooking some local specialties.

During the meal, all members of the Wang family were there. Before preparing to eat, Wang Zhanpeng thanked Zhang Han very solemnly.

At this time, many people knew that this relative of Rong Jiaxin saved Wang Zhanpeng's life!

So their eyes all changed, and there was a hint of respect in their politeness.

Everyone started to eat. After a while, Wang Zhanpeng saw that Zhang Han had almost eaten, looked at him a little bit helplessly, and said, "Little Han, I prepared a pot of top-quality Dahongpao in the yard, let's try it?"

Zhang Han glanced at him when he heard the words, knowing that he had something to say to himself, he nodded.

"Well, I'm going to drink the red robe too." The little guy put down his spoon and muttered.

"Ma Ma hasn't finished eating yet, can you stay here with Ma Ma?" Zi Yan said with a slight smile.

"Stay here with your mom, dad will be back soon." Zhang Han touched Mengmeng's little head with a smile.

"Uh huh, okay, papa, hurry up." Mengmeng replied with a pout.

"Ok."

Zhang Han nodded, got up and walked out with Wang Zhanpeng. In the courtyard of the restaurant, there were several gazebos, and the two sat on the edge.

At this time, there was already a pot of freshly brewed tea on the table. Wang Zhanpeng poured tea for Zhang Han, and said straight to the point:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, is a generation of formation masters. He and Xiang Donglai came from the same sect, named Qimen. Qimen was a famous formation sect in China at that time. Many sects asked our ancestors to set up for them. Zongmen Grand Formation, oh yes, Xiang Donglai is the grandfather of Xiang Qitian, the head of the Qiwu Sect."

"At the end of the day, we came from the same sect, but the inheritance he obtained from Qi Tian was more and more complete, so he developed more and more, and now he has become the strongest sect in Xihang area, while my Wang family is getting more and more lonely. Among the younger generation, only Wang Ming is proficient."

Speaking of this, Wang Zhanpeng's eyes flashed a little lonely, took a sip of tea, and continued:

"My grandfather, Wang Rufeng, was slightly stronger than Xiang Donglai at the time. At first, he was a brother of the same sect, but later because of some things, Xiang Donglai was kicked out of the sect, and he hated my grandfather even more..."

"So?" Zhang Han couldn't help interjecting.

He has no interest in the grievances of the older generation.

Wang Zhanpeng smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Later, my grandfather obtained the sacred artifact of the sect, the Shanhe Banner."

"Holy Artifact?" Zhang Han froze for a while.

"Don't you know the holy artifact?" Wang Zhanpeng asked.

"I don't know."

"The levels of treasures here are divided into yellow level, mysterious level, earth level, and heaven level. Heaven level treasures are relatively rare, and the higher ones are holy level. Holy level can only be seen in many sects, and its power is overwhelming. .”

"At the top is the god level, and the magic weapon of the god level is called the magic weapon. The magic weapon belongs to the formation magic weapon in the big sect. It is extremely rare in the world. I have only heard it less than twenty times in a hundred years." Wang Zhanpeng explained.

"It's very popular." Zhang Han smiled slightly.

Through contact, he knew that the yellow level is the spirit treasure of level 0-1, the mysterious level is mostly the first level, the earth level is mostly the second level, the sky level is the third level, then the holy level is almost the fourth level, and the god level is the fifth level .

Since there are many fifth-order spiritual treasures in this world, it is obvious that in the long time ago, it was also a golden age of cultivation, but now that the spiritual energy of the world is exhausted, it is difficult to reach the sky if you want to make further progress in martial arts.

"The Shanhe Banner is a sacred artifact of the Qimen. It was obtained by my grandfather, but it was missing afterwards. Then a grand master war broke out. The sect collapsed and fell apart. My grandfather was seriously injured and did not survive. This is also the reason why there are few inheritances. Later, he came back to the east and built the Qiwu Gate at the former site of Qimen, but failed to find the Shanhe Banner, until now, there is no whereabouts of the Shanhe Banner."

"But not long ago, there was a sudden disturbance in the place where my royal family sacrificed. It was found that there was another cave in the place of my grandfather's tomb. I guessed that the Shanhe Banner was very likely to be in it, but it was discovered by the people of Qiwumen, and then there was The thing about me drinking the poisonous tea, now I have survived seven days, according to Qi Wumen's words, my Wang family can fight against Qi Wumen in two days, if we win, we will have the sacrificial place again, if we lose, they will grab it by force. "

"The formation game is also dangerous. This time I will try my best to keep it. If something happens to me, I want to ask you something." Wang Zhanpeng shook his head and said.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Han asked directly.

"People who protect my Wang family, leave Xihang." Wang Zhanpeng sighed softly, and said, "I'm worried that Xiang Qitian will take this opportunity to attack my Wang family."

"Isn't it just a holy weapon? What's there to argue about?" Zhang Han asked a little strangely.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and preferring to go to the mountains, but without Wu Song's strength, isn't that just two hundred and five?

"If it was just the Shanhe Banner, I wouldn't take the risk of fighting." Wang Zhanpeng smiled bitterly: "That's because it is very likely that it is the inheritance of my Wang family. Now you can see that my Wang family is younger, hey... ..If it continues like this, I am afraid that after two generations, the Wang family will decay into an ordinary family."

"Oh."

Zhang Han nodded and said, "I promise what you said."

After speaking, Zhang Han put down his teacup and walked towards the restaurant.

Wang Zhanpeng let out a relieved smile, drank the last sip of tea, glanced at the distant scenery, and walked towards the old house.

In fact, Zhang Han has some understanding of Wang Zhanpeng's choice. The idea of ​​the martial arts family is deeply rooted in people like them. They don't want to see the family decadent in their own hands.

Inheritance of this kind of thing is most suitable for the children of the family, and sometimes there will be blood inheritance, which is more important. However, in his opinion, the Wang family is not enough to have any blood inheritance. Almost, if you want to inherit the bloodline, you must have it, and if you don't have it, what about the word bloodline.

After returning to the restaurant, they sat for a few minutes and then returned to the residence.

Rong Jiaxin's family accompanied them, chatting in the lobby, Wang Ya bought a lot of toys for Mengmeng, and the little guy sat next to Zhang Han, playing happily.

I haven't seen each other all year round, and there are many topics to talk about.

Until half past nine, Zhang Han began to scan eagerly.

Why haven't we finished talking?

Being teased by Zi Yan during the day, he was thinking about getting back to the scene at night.

In this way, Zhang Han watched for five minutes, but the chat became more enjoyable.

Fortunately, Mengmeng yawned inadvertently at this time.

"Cough, Mengmeng, are you sleepy?" Zhang Han asked.

"I'm not sleepy." Mengmeng replied with a pout, she hasn't played with the new toy yet.

"Dad heard you yawn just now."

"Eh? Did you yawn?" Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, but she didn't feel if she yawned or not.

"Yeah, it's time to go to bed. Let's play tomorrow, okay?" Zhang Han said with a chuckle.

At this time, Rong Jiaxin and Zhang Li also stood up:

"It's getting late, let's all rest."

So everyone returned to their respective rooms and washed up. Zhang Han and Mengmeng came to the big bed first and began to tell stories.

A few minutes later Zi Yan came in, closed the door and changed her pajamas face to face.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han's heart began to rise into flames.

So his storytelling voice became lower and lower, lower and lower.

When Zi Yan changed into her pajamas and went to bed, Zhang Han looked back.

Good guy, Mengmeng is still listening with great interest with her big eyes wide open.

Well, go ahead.

Finally, after ten minutes, the little guy slowly fell asleep.

Gently carried her to the small bed, Zhang Han quickly returned to the big bed, and hugged Zi Yan on his body.

"Um... what do you want? Bad guy."

"I ate you, little goblin." Zhang Han's eyes were fiery.

Dry wood and fierce fire collide together naturally.

About ten minutes later.

Zi Yan blushed, and said charmingly: "Go to the guest room."

So the two put on their pajamas, quietly left the room and went to the guest room.

Gradually, Zi Yan's melodious and suppressed voice sounded in the room.

That melody with power and rhythm.

Diffuse.

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