Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 73
Hou Liang snorted from his nostrils, and said disdainfully:

"Scramble? You don't need to grab the Tianxian Restaurant! Don't look at the world of the rich with your eyes. Do you know how many rich people cry and want to order a full meal of medicinal food but can't get it?"

After Hou Liang finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Ying and said with joy:

"Yingying, you are really my lucky star! When I get in touch with the Ye family, the family will definitely give me more rights and a higher position. At that time, I will definitely take you to taste the most expensive and most expensive food in our city. Good food!"

Mo Changsheng really wanted to tell him that although he was right to say that the food in Tianxian Restaurant was the best, his thought could be dispelled.

Because Tianxian Restaurant will no longer sell medicinal food in the future, and he has used the elixir for refining the quasi-condensate to make alchemy. Without the quasi-condensate, even if he wants to eat the medicinal food on Jiu Daoming's face, it is impossible.

However, this kind of thing can only be thought about, there is no need to say it, so he still sat there with a smile on his face, sipping his tea lightly.

"Student Wen Qingyan, you can come over together when the time comes."

Hou Liang suddenly seemed to remember something, and added.

He actually had no other intentions, he just remembered Ye Liangchen's look before he left, and felt that it was necessary to establish a good relationship with Wen Qingyan.

Today is Zhao Huan who is by Ye Liangchen's side, but in the future he may be who it is!
As for him saying the word "you" to bring Mo Changsheng into it, that's for sure.

Although Hou Liang is pretentious, he still has at least some emotional intelligence.

If only Wen Qingyan was invited in front of Zhang Ying, wouldn't it be a displeasure for himself, and, let alone, Wen Qingyan might not even go.

"No, we can't afford such expensive things, you just go and eat them yourself."

Wen Qingyan didn't know how to answer, so she could only say something perfunctory.

"I treat you, and I will never let you spend a penny! Let me tell you, not everyone can afford the medicinal food in Tianxian Restaurant. Even if they can afford it, they can't just eat it if they want! No With a certain status and status, you can’t book it even if you want to!”

Mo Changsheng and Wen Qingyan were both wearing ordinary clothes, and the total cost of their entire body was less than 2000 yuan.

The most expensive item on both of them was Wen Qingyan's bag, which was also an ordinary brand, and the price was only over 1000 yuan.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Hou Liang felt that the two of them had average family conditions. The reason why Wen Qingyan said that was because she was afraid that they would need to spend money.

Hou Liang tried his best to lobby, as if he had already hooked up with Ye Liangchen, had already made a fortune, and had already ordered the medicinal food at Tianxian Restaurant.

"Yingying, you also persuade your best friend, maybe I can also call Mr. Ye, and it would be nice for us to make friends."

Hou Liang's own lobbying was not enough, and he planned to recruit Zhang Ying to help him.

But Zhang Ying had already seen who Ye Liangchen was, and what kind of intention Hou Liang was up to, how could he speak for him.

She changed the subject again and said, "Liang, there is no trace of this matter yet, have you forgotten the main purpose of today?"

Hou Liang slapped his forehead and suddenly realized:
"Yes, look at my memory, thank you for reminding me, Yingying, you are really my good wife."

"Anyone who achieves great things is neither happy with things nor sad with himself. He just got to know a rich second generation. If he is so complacent, even if this child has achievements in the future, it will be very limited."

Mo Changsheng originally thought that even though Hou Liang was a bit snobbish, he had a high opinion of himself and looked down on others, but at least he was good at making money and making connections, but now he made such a conclusion about him.

In a party, he was almost the one talking, and in the end he even forgot the main purpose. How much can such a person achieve.

"Mo Changsheng, right? I heard that your calligraphy is not bad. I have an elder who loves antique calligraphy and paintings, and I also like excellent calligraphy copybooks. Therefore, I would like to ask you to write a copybook and sell it to me. Don't worry. , the price will never treat you badly, a copybook is [-] yuan, don't thank me, who made your girlfriend Yingying's best friend!"

Hou Liang said self-righteously, and when it came to the price, he raised his head pretending to be generous, as if spending 10 yuan to buy Mo Changsheng's copybook was a great benefit to him.

He wasn't telling the truth.

In fact, the two paintings and calligraphy written by Mo Changsheng at the Southwest Jiaotong University's calligraphy and painting competition had already been sold for sky-high prices.

Professor Chen Changhua got the copybook, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the copybook was no less than or even surpassed Su Huang Mi Cai's level, so he asked many friends in the circle to appreciate the copybook together.

It just so happened that a certain big shot that Hou Liang wanted to curry favor with was also one of Chen Changhua's friends.

Ever since he saw that copybook, he was astonished and offered 300 million yuan to buy it.

But Chen Changhua also loves it, how could he be willing to sell it, not to mention, Professor Chen's financial strength cannot be underestimated.

Hou Liang learned of this situation by chance, knowing that the big man liked Mo Changsheng's calligraphy works, and happened to hear Zhang Ying talking about it.

But his knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know the true value of Mo Changsheng's calligraphy and painting.

In his mind, the calligraphy works of an unknown young man can sell for [-] yuan, which is already a sky-high price.

"It's just a few words for 10 yuan, Yingying, isn't your boyfriend talking nonsense?"

Li Jing covered her mouth in surprise, unable to believe what she heard.

"You heard me right, Liang's elders really like calligraphy works, Liang is also filial, besides, 10 yuan is nothing to him, who made me and Yingying good sisters, how can we let her suffer .”

Zhang Ying was also very happy. After all, in her mind, her boyfriend bought copybooks to honor his elders, and he paid a high price of 10 yuan to please her. How could this make her unhappy.

Mo Changsheng was a little speechless, thinking to himself mockingly:

"Unexpectedly, the copybook written by me, the majestic Yuanying monster, contains a little bit of self-cultivation, but it is only worth 10 yuan, and others seem to have suffered a lot. It is really unreasonable!"

Li Jing first glanced at Zhang Ying enviously, then said to Wen Qingyan enviously:

"Qingyan, you are so lucky. Your boyfriend can sell 10 yuan for a single line. Hurry up and tell him to write more pictures, and earn more money to buy you some decent jewelry!"

Wen Qingyan looked at the two girlfriends dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer, what happened today really left her speechless.

Others don't know the details of Mo Changsheng, so doesn't she know?

These days, Chen Changhua and Zhang Tianchen have been looking for her a lot. They all want to buy a few more calligraphy and paintings of Mo Changsheng. The bids for each calligraphy and painting are more than one million, but Mo Changsheng never agreed.

"10 yuan, tsk tsk, is that great?!"

(End of this chapter)