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Chapter two hundred and forty third birthday(2/2)

The master and apprentice were all wearing Zhongshan outfits, which were very nice.

Moreover, Zhongshan clothing has gradually become popular in many nearby towns.

It has even begun to spread to Jinling City.

After all, this is the development trend of clothing and has been tested by time.

Now walking on the street, there are basically two out of ten people, wearing Zhongshan outfits.

Today's uncle Jiu can be said to be full of red face and full of energy.

When you meet someone, you will greet him warmly.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at the Zuixian Tower.

Qiu Sheng had already arrived at the door early to wait.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu and Nanchen arrived, they ran over directly:

"Master, junior brother!"

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"Aki Sheng, have the banquet been arranged?"

"Master, don't worry, everything has been arranged.

Five tables upstairs, number one to fifth.

Twenty ocean dishes per table are absolutely scenes.”

Qiu Sheng spoke with a smile.

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly:

"Yes, you and Nanchen are here to welcome the guests, Wencai, you and me are here."

Uncle Jiu’s opinion is that Wencai is stupid.

Let Wencai welcome guests and prevent offending others.

So let Nanchen and Qiusheng welcome the guests.

After hearing this, the three of them did not refute:

"It's the master!"

Then Uncle Jiu and Wencai went to the Zuixian Tower.

It's ten o'clock in the morning now.

Guests are coming one after another.

Zhou Laosan, who sells fish, Dali, who farms, Feng Laosan, and Li Xiangshen.

They all have a good relationship with Uncle Jiu.

Nanchen and Qiusheng both greeted each other enthusiastically and received a lot of red envelopes.

After a while, Master Ikki, Master Simu, Jiale and Qingqing rushed over.

The four of them started rushing to the early morning and didn't arrive until now.

When Jiale met Nanchen and Qiusheng, she ran over excitedly:

"Nanchen, Qiusheng..."

Qingqing also smiled and speeded up.

Today, Jiale finally buttoned it up.

When Taoist Simu's house was in the past, this kid had to wear clothes for a long time.

It seemed like he was afraid that others would not know, but he had eight abdominal muscles.

Qingqing is still a traditional green flower dress, which looks pretty and lovely.

But Nanchen knew very well that Qingqing was very wild.

At the same time, Taoist Master Simu and Master Ikki also came over.

"Namo Amitabha, a little gift, is not respectful!"

As he said that, Master Ikkyu took out a red envelope as big as a palm.

As a result, Taoist Simu directly timid Master Ikki and said:

"That small red envelope is naturally a small gift."

After saying that, Taoist Simu stared at him.

He took out a giant red envelope as big as a washbasin from his backpack.

"Monk, have you seen it? This is called giving gifts."

After saying that, he handed it to Qiu Sheng.

Nan Chen looked embarrassed when he saw this. These two old guys could even quarrel with each other.

Nanchen smiled:

"Uncle Fourth, Master, please come in and sit upstairs. The master is already upstairs."

Taoist Simu gave him a big red envelope and suppressed Master Ikki and was able to do so.

He hummed:

"Jiale, let's go up."

"Master, look at him with pride."

Qingqing pouted and said dissatisfied.

Master Ikki shook his head and said with a smile:

"Qingqing, a practitioner, remember to be impatient.

Gifts are not about size, and red envelopes are not about size.

Let's go up too!"

As he said that, Master Ikkyu took Qingqing and sent him to the building.

After seeing a few people leaving, Qiu Sheng hurriedly opened Taoist Simu's red envelope to see.

I still think that such a big red envelope will definitely make a lot of money.

As a result, it turned out that there were only three copper coins.

Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes when he saw it.

Nan Chen also smiled helplessly. Taoist Simu is worthy of being an iron rooster.

On my senior brother's birthday, he only gave me a few copper coins.

You know, most of the treasures of the three demons were swallowed by Taoist Simu alone.

If it is exchanged for silver, there must be at least three thousand oceans!

Just as the two were looking at Taoist Simu.

A pretty woman suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Nanchen, Qiusheng..."

The sound is crisp and soft.

Nanchen looked up and saw that it was no one else.
Chapter completed!
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