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Chapter 39: Boiled Jiuqu
Du Beiting shook his head and threw his thoughts to the back of his mind.

Then, he took his own money bag and put away all the gold nuggets.

Get another sack and put Peng Ye's body in it.

I planned to wait until the dead of night and find a place to dump the body.

Early tomorrow morning.

Du Beiting got up early to practice martial arts.

Last night, he deliberately went around several towns and went to a relatively remote town to dispose of Peng Ye's body.

It took him nearly two quarters of an hour in total, and he didn't lose too much sleep time.

After practicing for a while, he stopped and put on new clothes.

I went to a street stall and bought a dozen meat buns. After I was half full, I left and went straight to Hunyuan Restaurant.

After he took the position of leader, he no longer needed to visit any sites or properties in Higashiishi Town.

Unless there is an emergency that requires him to go and deal with it.

Otherwise, on weekdays, he is just an idler who takes the gang's monthly money for nothing and just needs to practice martial arts with peace of mind.

It didn't take long.

In a rather luxuriously decorated restaurant.

Mink carpet, mahogany tables and chairs.

Roast duck, roast chicken, sauced bones, boiled cabbage and various delicacies on the mahogany table, full of color and taste, whet your appetite.

Chen Kuan was wearing a gray-white shorts and a pair of straw sandals, which was somewhat inconsistent with the surrounding environment.

But he didn't care.

His eyes were fixed on the various dishes on the table, and he couldn't help but swallow several mouthfuls of saliva.

"Senior Brother Chen Kuan."

Du Beiting pushed the bowl filled with white rice in front of Chen Kuan, with a slight smile on his face, "Use your chopsticks, don't be polite to me.

Just eat whatever you want. "

"Okay, Junior Brother Du, then I won't be polite to you." Chen Kuan smiled innocently.

He rubbed his hands together excitedly, wiped his palms on his clothes, picked up a huge piece of roast duck from the porcelain plate with chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The skin is charred and the meat is tender, with sesame oil dripping from it.

After grinding another spoonful of white rice and mixing it together, Chen Kuan ate with a look of enjoyment on his face. He chewed many mouthfuls without swallowing, as if he couldn't bear to part with it.

"It smells so good." Chen Kuan praised from the bottom of his heart, then picked up a large piece of fat and thin pig head meat and stuffed it into his mouth, devouring it.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a sumptuous meal with so much meat." While Chen Kuan was eating the meat, he didn't forget to glance at Du Beiting.

"Junior Brother Du, this should cost a lot of money, right?"

"Fortunately, it didn't cost much."

Du Beiding smiled slightly and drank a glass of wine, "Senior Brother Chen Kuan can eat it if he likes it."

Chen Kuan buried his head in eating and responded in a low voice: "Speaking of which, Junior Brother Du, it seems that you haven't come to the gym to practice martial arts for a long time.

I haven't seen you in this period. What have you been doing? "

“I didn’t do anything, I was always doing things for the gang.

Sometimes I am too busy to bother to go to the gym, so I just practice martial arts at home. "Du Beiting shook his head.

Seeing that Chen Kuan's wine glass was empty, he took the wine jug and filled it for him.

Chen Kuan looks simple and honest, but his mind is extremely delicate.

Seeing that Du Bei stopped pouring himself wine, and only put a few mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes into his mouth as a token of appreciation, without touching the meat, he knew that this meal was specially prepared for him.

"So how are your martial arts training going? Have you broken through to the second level?" Chen Kuan slowed down his eating speed and asked slowly.

"I see that your muscles are extremely strong."

"It's almost there. It'll be almost next month."

"Really? In less than half a year, you have cultivated Hunyuan Palm to the second level of practice. It seems that your martial arts talent is not bad. At least you are much better than me.

It took me a full year and a half to reach the second level. "

Du Beiting's face turned red and his heart stopped beating. Seeing that Chen Kuan hadn't recognized his identity in the gang, he asked, "Brother Chen Kuan, haven't you heard about what happened among the gangs in Dongshi Town recently?"

"What happened to the gang?" Chen Kuan raised his eyes in confusion, looked at Du Bei for a moment, "What happened, does it have anything to do with you?"

Before Du Bei could reply, he sighed again.

"How can I have time to mind these nosy things now? After practicing martial arts in the studio, I have to go to the blacksmith shop to make iron.

I am very busy all day long.

Especially some time ago.

My father went on a trip outside the city. When he came back, he contracted some unknown disease. He kept coughing and his head burned like a furnace.

I spent a lot of money to see a doctor and got better, but there is still some time left before recovery.

Things at home seem a bit tight.

Recently I have begun to consider whether to give up practicing martial arts.

If you don't practice martial arts, you can still work an extra job.

Anyway, my talent is not very good, so I won’t see much if I keep practicing this martial arts. "

Chen Kuan let out a long sigh, and Du Beiting couldn't help but fall silent.

He really didn't know what to say about this.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Chen Kuan quickly changed the topic.

"By the way, why did you invite me to dinner today?"

Chen Kuan reached out and patted Du Beiding's shoulder, he chuckled and said, "Are you in any trouble?
We are brothers and sisters. If you have anything to say, you can say it directly. There is no need to be secretive.

As long as the senior brother can help, he will naturally help. "

Seeing Chen Kuan opening the skylight and speaking openly, Du Bei didn't even hide it and went straight to the point.

"I do need your help with something here."

"What's the matter? Tell me?" Seeing the solemn expression on Du Beiting's face, Chen Kuan also put away his smile.

Du Beiding did not reply in a hurry, but took out a long wooden box that had been prepared for a long time.

The wooden box is not very fine in workmanship. It is purely made of ordinary wood. It is about the length of a forearm and about a palm high.

Du Beiting put it on the table, unbuttoned it with a flick, and with a click, the wooden box was untied and the lid popped open.

A piece of silver ingot appeared in front of Chen Kuan.

Chen Kuan, who was still devouring the food, couldn't help but froze, his face froze, and he stared at the huge silver ingot in the wooden box, his eyes becoming more and more intense.

The silver ingots here are probably enough to cover his total income for nearly five or six years.

He took a deep breath, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked hurriedly: "Junior brother Du, what are you doing?"

“I want to make a wine, and among the ingredients for making this wine, there is something called Naowo Jiuqu.

I heard you say that before.

Your second uncle owns a winery and specializes in the business of winemaking. He knows many methods and techniques of winemaking, and he also knows many masters who specialize in winemaking. He has a good network of contacts.

As long as you can get me this thing, or get the news channel about this thing.

These silver ingots——"

Du Bei stopped talking and gently pushed Chen Kuan in front of him.

"Then it's all yours!"

"Boiled Jiuqu?" Chen Kuan licked his dry lips, drank a glass of wine, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

At this time, he began to not even bother to eat.

(End of this chapter)