At this time, Lan Hejin was dressed in white, respectful and reasonable. Although her face was a little more feminine, her gentle and indifferent personality made countless ladies blush and heartbeat: Even if she is a little bitch, she is willing to do so...

Old Master Qiu didn't say anything. He waved his hand and the maids who were clothed with vegetables began to enter one after another, holding various fish, crab and shrimp in his hands, filling the small table with a lively grand seafood banquet. The dishes in the center were exactly what Lan Hejin said about raw fish fillets.

Old Master Qiu is an old-fashioned person. It is said that food must be 66 dishes, tea must be 66 trees, the courtyards of Qiu Mansion are symmetrical, and the master bedroom must be 66 rooms... Now, seeing this annoying 67th dish, my face naturally became unhappy. I glanced at Qiu Hong and said, "What's going on?"

Qiu Hong was blessed and said, "This is a new dish made by Jin Xiang. Dad, please try it..." Qiu Hong's face was a little bad. Just thinking about how to ease Jin Xiang's relationship with her father, she actually forgot about the sixty-six dishes.

Old Master Qiu glanced at the sashimi, looked at Lan Hejin with a little thoughtful look, added a slice with chopsticks, placed it in front of him, and looked for a while.

But seeing the fish fillet, delicate and transparent, it was really adorable. Old Master Qiu no longer cared about it, and he stumbled into his mouth a few times in satisfaction, and squeezed out two "very good" from his mouth in a vague way.

Seeing that Old Master Qiu was no longer embarrassed, Lan Hejin relaxed and held on to the chopsticks. Just as he was about to have a feast, he was lost by Old Master Qiu's voice.

"Although Jinxiang's vegetable market is good, I have long been accustomed to these 66 dishes. I don't like the fresh tricks of you young people. Come on, take down this fresh fish fillet and throw it away!"

Provocation! Hong Guoguo's provocation! Lan Hejin raised his eyebrows and was not angry. He returned his arms to his shoulders, and watched the development of the situation quietly.

"You..." Ning Fan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He stood up and pointed his right hand at Old Master Qiu, trembling in anger, and coughing continuously.

Lan Hejin walked to Ning Fan's side, smiled lightly and pulled his trembling right hand down, pressed him back to his seat with great effort, turned around and said to the right old master Qiu, and his tone of praying was almost low in the dust, "Grandmaster, Ning Fan has just entered the officialdom, he is very ignorant..."

Lan Hejin said, using his elbow to Dui Ningfan, frowning. Ningfan knew it, but he was still very entangled about the matter of Mr. Qiu saying that the imperial court was appointed as an official. After a while of silence, he said awkwardly: "Mr. I forgive me!"

Lan Hejin and Ning Fan's surrender made Old Master Qiu in a good mood. The servants picked up a large chopstick of fish and chewed it slowly. It seemed that it was the most delicious thing in the world. "I have lived for half my life, so I will naturally not care about a baby..." Old Master Qiu said and smiled provocatively at Ning Fan, "What's more, I'm still a baby who can't live for long..."

When Ning Fan heard this, his coughing sounds worsened again. After the qi and blood stagnated, he vomited a mouthful of blood. He was fed a pill of Qi and breathing smoothly.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously, and the fan in Lan Hejin's hand fanned, bringing a few more cool breezes to the already cold season, which made the people around him shudder. Those who dared to bully her, this old lady Qiu really didn't know the world...

Lan and Jin clapped their hands, and the guards of Fengcheng came in in groups of four, carrying the heavy wooden boxes. The things inside the boxes were extremely heavy. As soon as they landed on the ground, dust was raised.

"What is Jin Xiang doing?" Old Master Qiu's eyes were locked, and he could not understand the rumored young prime minister for a moment. Her eyes were indeed clear, but they were also so dark that it was invisible.

Lan and Jin closed the folding fan in their hands, walked forward slowly, and lifted the lid of the wooden box one by one, but there were countless jade clothes, emitting a luxurious and decayed light. "Jin heard that the old man likes jade clothes, and Yingzhou is surrounded by the sea, and there are few such supplies, small gifts, and they are not respected!"

But when Old Master Qiu's hand holding the wine glass shook without any prospect, his eyes were as if they were stuck in the box with strong glue, and he could not move half of the salary.

It turns out that people die for money and birds die for food... Lan Hejin sighed, picked up a small jade ring, and turned around like displaying goods in front of the old man, "This is the best black stone jade. The whole Dongwu is only the size of a palm. It is a bit useless when it is made into a ring..."

In a vague way, you can hear the sound of people inhaling in the lobby. Who doesn’t know the Dongwu black stone jade, who doesn’t know, a piece of beautiful jade as big as a palm was made into two rings. One was hereditary in the royal family by emperors, and the other was wandering among the people. He didn’t know where to go. Unexpectedly, it was brought into his hands by Lan and Jin.

Old Master Qiu is an expert in jade, and the rays released by the ring attracted him from afar. He secretly sighed that even the glass luminous cup he treasured was worthless compared to the black stone jade...

Feeling the flashing of Old Master Qiu's eyes, Lan Hejin took another purple cloud shirt and displayed it in front of Old Master Qiu. "This is also known as Fengcheng Yunfang. Look at the sixty-six golden dragons embroidered on it, which really matches the old master..."

As soon as Lan Hejin said something, the silent lobby began to whisper. Fengcheng Yunfang was a fabric that was scrambled by all four countries. Rumors were that Yunfang's production base was only ten years old and only had one piece of clothing. The royal princess had not enjoyed it yet, but it was in the hands of Lan Hejin again.

The ring on Mr. Qiu's hand was turned, such as Yunfang, and those who had been ready for clothing for ten years were not rare. But the sixty-six golden dragons were different. Sixty-six, the true emperor, how could he not be moved?

Lan Hejin was just about to take out another rare treasure to show it, but Old Master Qiu waved his hand to stop him. "I don't understand..." Old Master Qiu's eyes were bright, and the jade ring on his hand was also turned faster and faster. "Jin Xiang has these rare treasures, why don't you enjoy them yourself, and give them to me?" Do you think you are the emperor, and you are so fucking! Looking at Old Master Qiu's arrogant look, Lan Hejin couldn't help but "slap" in his heart. But in a blink of an eye, he smiled again. When Old Master Qiu saw the dragon's elegance, he called himself "I". Is it not far from the day he was on the trap...
Chapter completed!