"Boss, who cares? Huang Mao doesn't know why he's crazy. There are so many brothers, what are you afraid of?" Another younger brother shouted.

"Wait!" The man in colorful clothes stopped everyone.

"Get lost!" Zhong Shan shouted softly.

It was very faint to Old Man Zhang's ears, but to the ears of a group of dragon-patterned snakes, it suddenly sounded like thunder.

"Go away~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

It was like thunder from the sky exploding in my mind.

"Bang!" Thirty or forty people were so frightened that they immediately fell to the ground.

Most of the people's eyes were distracted and they were stunned. Seven or eight of them even tilted their heads and foamed at the mouth.

Old man Zhang had a look of doubt on his face, and everyone across from him, whose teeth were chattering and who were slightly awake, all pointed at Zhong Shan with frightened expressions on their faces, but when Zhong Shan looked at him, they all shrank their fingers in fear.

The people who pulled the spitting child away in panic.

Everyone in the Mingchao Restaurant opened their eyes wide and looked at this scene in disbelief.

"What's wrong with them? Are they suffering from epilepsy?"

"Mass epilepsy?"

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Old man Zhang looked at Zhong Shan strangely, and finally shook his head. He didn't understand what was going on.

The Ming Dynasty restaurant has two floors, and Zhong Shan went up to the second floor. He sat on the balcony and waited for the food to be served.

As the dishes came one after another, Zhong Shan tasted them carefully.

Old man Zhang and his children were waiting aside.

Although Zhong Shan was wearing ancient clothes, he did not look out of place at all. Instead, he looked very natural. Even though it was only the second time that Mr. Zhang met Zhong Shan, he could still tell that Zhong Shan was extraordinary. Therefore, he told his children not to make mistakes.

Zhongshan tasted one dish after another and drank the wine he brought. The fragrant smell made everyone salivate.

After eating for a while, Zhong Shan put down his chopsticks.

"Mr. Zhong, you are a gourmet, what do you think?" Old Man Zhang said with a smile.

"Gourmet? I just like to eat! I'm not a gourmet." Zhong Shan said with a faint smile.

"I don't know, how about these thirty-six dishes?" Old Man Zhang asked eagerly.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhong Shan commented: "Not bad!"

"Is it okay? This is my ancestor's inheritance, and now it's gone...!" One of Old Man Zhang's sons was about to scream.

"Shut up!" Old Man Zhang stopped immediately.

Zhong Shan smiled slightly and said: "The main reason is that the ingredients are too ordinary, but your craftsmanship is pretty good!"

Everyone: “…………!”

Ordinary ingredients? These are top-notch ingredients. Who is this person?

"What happened just now?" Zhong Shan asked calmly.

"You should know this! It's the same everywhere. Now I'm here, but I really don't want to demolish this restaurant. It was handed down from my ancestors. It existed in the Ming Dynasty. It was renovated several times later. This is authentic

Ming Dynasty architecture!" Old Man Zhang frowned.

"Oh? Ming Dynasty architecture?" Zhong Shan looked at this unique restaurant.

"There are still many old buildings like this on this street, and many people don't want to demolish them...!"

"They said that a commercial center is going to be built here! What CBD!" Old Man Zhang's son said angrily.

"That's right. If it is demolished, you may not be able to eat the delicious food from your hometown when you come back in the future!" Zhong Shan nodded.

"Well, I'll be leaving in a few days. I entrust you with one thing: buy all of this street for me!" Zhong Shan thought for a moment.

"Ah? Buy a street?" Everyone shook their heads slightly.

"Mr. Zhong, are you kidding?" Old Man Zhang said in shock.

"My ancestral home is also here!" Zhong Shan smiled slightly.

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Immortality 8
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