Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 118 Housewarming Banquet

"Wang Qiye, it's really you!"

"Mu Wanqing, why are you here?"

Wang Qiye opened the door and was confused. He didn't notify anyone, so why did she come?

"What? You're not welcome?"

Mu Wanqing stuffed a food box in her hand into Wang Qiye's hand, pushed him aside, walked in, leaving behind a gust of fragrant breeze.

“The new house is well decorated!”

Mu Wanqing casually pulled a stool and sat down, and began to comment on Wang Qiye's decoration.

"What's in here?"

Wang Qiye put the lunch box on the table with a questioning look on his face.

"Food. I prepared it for your housewarming party. I made this specially for you."

Mu Wanqing looked proud and waited for Wang Qiye to praise her.

"Is Junior Brother Qiye at home?"

There was another knock at the door.

"Brother Wan Qing, Pig Intestine, why are you here?"

Wang Qiye then smiled and looked at the two men with joy, one holding snacks and the other holding a jar of wine, it seemed that they had made preparations.

"It was Senior Brother Wei Limo who notified us. He will be here soon."

Wan Qing smiled brightly, stepped over the fence and walked towards the courtyard.

"No way, that show-off Ouyang Changfeng, won't he be here soon?"

Wang Qiye's face suddenly stretched out.

"Wang Qiye, look what I brought you?"

Speak of the devil, Ouyang Changfeng slapped the wine jar, smiled triumphantly, and walked into the yard.

Wang Qiye sighed in his heart, thinking that he would need another pair of bowls and chopsticks, so he stretched out his hand and made way.

"Brother Ouyang, welcome, welcome. Please come in."

"Is Junior Brother Wang Qiye at home?"

Wang Qiye had just let Ouyang Changfeng into the house when three imposing Foundation Establishment cultivators, two men and one woman, walked over from a distance.

"I am Wang Qiye, who are you?"

Looking at the three unfamiliar faces, Wang Qiye stopped and looked puzzled.

"My name is Wei Limo, and I am the eldest senior brother of the Foundation Establishment Stage disciples of the inner sect of Qingzhu Peak. Junior Brother Wang just moved to the inner sect today, and I have prepared some light wine and snacks to come and congratulate you."

The leader was a middle-aged man in a brocade green robe, holding a paper fan in his hand and saluted with his fists clasped.

"Excuse me, Senior Brother, please come in."

Wang Qiye also returned the salute and looked at the senior brother carefully and calmly.

"Yan Ming is downstairs."

"My name is Ye Qingyu."

"Meet Junior Brother Wang."

The man and woman behind Wei Limo also bowed.

"Please take good care of me in the future."

Wang Qiye said something polite, waved his hand, and made way. But he was muttering in his heart that there would be no room for so many people.

"Hello, senior brother!"

The people in the room obviously knew Wei Limo, and they all stood up and saluted.

"Everyone, don't be polite. We don't have any official business today. We are all brothers and sisters, so just be casual."

Wei Limo took out a jar of wine and a box of food from the storage bag and placed them on the table.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Senior Brother. The room is a little small. Let's squeeze in together."

Wang Qiye followed in, secretly sighing that these people probably had discussed it beforehand, knowing that he had not prepared anything, so they brought all the wine and food. There were already three jars of wine, and it was estimated that if they could not finish it today, they would have one or two jars left for themselves.

"There's definitely not enough room here, why don't we sit in the courtyard?"

Wei Limo smiled brightly, as if he had expected this situation to happen.

"Okay, I'll go borrow a table and get a few chairs from next door."

Wang Qiye thought about it and decided that this was the only way. He didn't expect that he would end up getting involved with Master Jin. It could only be said that fate was playing tricks on him.

"Let me help you move the stool."

Wan Qing stood up.

"Let me help too."

The pig intestine was afraid that the two of them could not carry it, so it also stood up.

"Okay, let's go, three of us."

Wang Qiye greeted him and walked out of the yard. Wan Qing and Zhu Dachang quickly followed.

"Then let the rest of us lend a hand and move these tables and chairs to the courtyard."

Wei Limo grabbed one leg of the table and motioned for everyone to help.

"Is Senior Brother Nangong at home?"

Wang Qiye stood at the door of Nangong Yu's house and knocked on the gate.

A door opened and a gentleman, a burly man, walked out.

"Junior Brother Wang, I was just about to go to your house to congratulate you when you came. You are so enthusiastic, I am really scared."

"This time I am here to invite Senior Brother Nangong to a banquet. This is just one of the reasons."

"Secondly, there are too many guests and the table at home is not enough. I want to borrow a table and stools."

Wang Qiye said this with a wry smile.

"Hi, I thought I'd post more. Come and get it. Let me introduce you. This is my good friend Xiao Lanmei."

"Xiao Lanmei greets Junior Brother."

Only then did Wang Qiye notice this burly man with thick arms and legs, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was completely different from Nangong Yu. He carried an iron gourd half his body on his back and exuded the temperament of a beast.

"Wang Qiye has met Senior Brother. I wonder if Senior Brother Xiao has had his meal. Junior Brother still has some light wine and snacks. If you are willing to come, it will make our humble courtyard more glorious."

Since we have invited Nangong Yu, it’s no big deal to add another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"In this case, Xiao has no choice but to obey your orders."

The big man laughed heartily, and the ill-fitting blue shirt trembled with him, looking very awkward.

"Senior Brother Nangong, Senior Brother Xiao."

"Junior Brother Wan, Junior Brother Zhu."

The four of them obviously knew each other, so there was no need for Wang Qiye to introduce them.

Xiao Lanmei carried the octagonal table by himself, and the remaining four people each grabbed a stool and went back.

By this time the moon was dim and there were only a few sparse lights in the tile-roofed house, but everyone had sharp eyes and in their eyes, the tiny fireflies were as bright as daylight.

"Brother Qiye, there are quite a lot of people here. Are we not too late?"

Just as he took out the stew he bought and placed it on the table, Qi Ruilin and Zong Zhenghe arrived, each holding a large jar of wine in their hands.

"You've arrived just in time. I was just about to leave you a message asking you to come over. It's better to arrive early than to arrive at the right time. Come in and take a seat."

Now everyone was almost together. Wang Qiye was in a good mood and directly placed the wine brought by Qi Ruilin and Zong Zhenghe next to the Eight Immortals Table.

"Hello, senior brother."

Qi Ruilin and Zong Zhenghe greeted Wei Limo.

"Just do whatever you want. There's no need to be so formal. Today we're just talking about parents."

Qi Ruilin and Zong Zhenghe, two Qi Refining disciples, were not too restrained, but they still did not dare to sit at the round table, so they sat down at the Eight Immortals Table.

Everyone opened their food and put it on the table. Zhu Dachang brought his own roasted rabbit, Mu Wanqing brought a few side dishes, Xiao Lanmei brought two pounds of fried peanuts, Wei Limo brought a big dish, a spicy spiritual bird neck worth three spiritual stones, plus Wang Qiye's two portions of stewed meat. Everyone was divided into two tables, and there were five large jars of wine.

"Brother, I happen to have a pot of Tian Xiang Zui here. I never had time to drink it. Today is a good opportunity to borrow it to offer to the Buddha. Take it out and let everyone taste it together."

Nangong Yu took out a pot of wine from his storage bag and placed several small cups on the table.

Everyone's eyes lit up. This is a good thing. 50 spirit stones for such a small pot. A Qi Refining Stage disciple can refine a maximum of three cups a year, and a Foundation Establishment Stage disciple can refine a maximum of 10 cups a year.

Wang Qiye drank spirit wine last time, and was drunk when he went downstairs. He also forgot to buy a pot to heal his wounds. Refining is absorbed by the body of the cultivator, and healing cannot replenish the body, so these are two concepts.

Wang Qiye could afford it, but the item was too expensive. This guy was thoughtful. He saw that Wang Qiye couldn't drink alcohol, so he took out this spiritual wine. It was a good gift. Wang Qiye also liked this guy better.

"That's too expensive."

"Beng is being polite to him. The Nangong family is extremely wealthy in the Shuofang Region. This kid has 500 spirit stones for pocket money every month. It would be a waste if he doesn't drink it."

Xiao Lanmei waved his hand, grabbed the wine jug, and filled all the wine cups.

I didn't expect that Nangong Yu was a member of the Nangong family, the lord of a region. With 500 spirit stones as pocket money every month, he must be an unappreciated and down-and-out prince. No wonder he was so worried.

Everyone seemed to be used to Nangong Yu's behavior and did not react much. Since the wine had been poured, Wang Qiye had no choice but to accept the gift.

"Junior Brother Wang, we are still two people short of filling these 14 seats. We still have so much wine. How about calling two more neighbors to make up the number?"

As expected of Wei Limo, he often organizes dinner parties, and naturally he wants to win over the more people's hearts the better. It can also give a good start to the newly arrived Wang Qiye and the new neighbors.

"Big Brother is really thoughtful. I'll go right away."

Wang Qiye stood up. It was just a matter of adding two more bowls and chopsticks. Besides, half of the people at the table were strangers, so it wouldn't matter if there were two more.

"Hey, you are the host today, please sit down. Lou Yanming, Ye Qingyu, the two of you go over and invite the two neighbors over on behalf of Junior Brother Wang."

Wei Limo grabbed Wang Qiye beside him, pushed him back into his seat, and shouted at the two people at the Eight Immortals Table.

"Yes, Big Brother."

Lou Yanming and Ye Qingyu immediately stood up, bowed, then turned and walked out of the courtyard.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Senior Brother."

This senior brother is worthy of being 60 years old. Maybe it’s because of his cultivation, he looks only in his 30s. He is very nice in dealing with people. Wang Qiye feels warm inside.

At the moment, everyone was chatting, waiting for everyone to gather and start the meal.

"My name is Si Luoyi. Greetings to Senior Brother, Junior Brother Wang, and all the fellow disciples."

"My name is Mo Xiuran. Nice to meet you, Senior Brother. Nice to meet you, Junior Brother Wang. Nice to meet you, fellow disciples."

Two newcomers, one old and one young, finally arrived, and now everyone is finally together.

"Everyone, please take your seats. Today is Junior Brother Wang's housewarming celebration. You two came just in time. Try the Tianxiangzui that Nangong Yu sent you."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

The young man Si Luoyi and the old man Mo Xiu Ran's eyes both lit up. They didn't expect to have such a blessing. These words were said with great sincerity.

"Come, let us toast to Junior Brother Wang Qiye and wish him a happy entry into the sect today and a happy new home."

Wei Limo stood up, picked up the small cup in front of him, and gave a toast.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Wang, on moving into your new home."

Everyone stood up, and Wang Qiye also picked up the small cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

"Come, sit down, and let's eat."

Wei Limo took the lead and picked up a piece of food with chopsticks. Then everyone started to use their chopsticks to taste the aroma on the table.

"Well, pig intestines. I haven't seen you for a few years. You've learned this skill. This roasted rabbit is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Are you an expert?"

Wang Qiye tasted the craftsmanship of the pig intestine and couldn't help but praise it.

“Haha, Wang Qiye, you don’t know that there are too many inner sect banquets. I learned this from the money-saving king Bai Yuchen. Otherwise, the spirit stones would have run out long ago.”

Zhu Dachang was not embarrassed at all. He was busy with the roast chicken and his hands were moving quickly while he was talking.

"Who is the money-saving king Bai Yuchen?"

A question mark appeared on Wang Qiye's head. He bit the rabbit leg and looked at it inquiringly.

"He is a famous person in Qingzhu Peak. He is a 167-year-old man who likes to summarize various tips for saving spirit stones. As long as you ask him for advice, he will teach you everything he knows, so everyone likes him very much."

Mu Wanqing took over the topic and spoke with a smile.

"The roasted rabbit must have been seasoned with top-quality spices, otherwise it wouldn't be so fragrant. The rabbit was caught on the roadside, so I understand that. But the spices must be expensive, right?"

Wang Qiye took another careful bite. The taste was not amazing, but it was so delicious that he couldn’t stop eating.

“Haha, this is another of Bai Yuchen’s clever ways to save spirit stones. He mixed the first-level seasoning materials, which are worth 20 spirit stones in total, with ordinary perfume materials and figured out a formula himself.”

"He will share the recipe with anyone who comes for free. If you want to buy ready-made ones, he has them too. One Lingshi per portion can be used to roast 1 wild game. It is said that the sales are good. Even people from other peaks come to learn the skills and sell them on their own peaks."

Zhu Dachang finally stopped eating, but still held a braised chicken leg in his hand.

“Is there any seasoning that tastes better?”

Wang Qiye took another bite of the roasted rabbit leg and was already impressed by Bai Yuchen, but felt that it tasted only slightly better than ordinary ones, and had not yet reached the mid-level level of Li's roasted rabbit.