The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

471: Chapter 471 Why is it so difficult to get a meal?Han Jingyang was very surprised.

How could he run into something like this while eating in Chen Zhongfei’s territory?

Smashing the door?

Isn’t this a slap in the face to Chen Zhongfei?

Slapping Chen Zhongfei in the face in front of a guest, the consequences...

He didn’t even turn his head, knowing that the person smashing the door was doomed. In this situation, losing face for a super local power like Chen Zhongfei, does the outcome even need to be considered? If they don’t die, they’ll at least lose a layer of skin.

Unless the person smashing the door had even greater strength.

Of course, this matter had nothing to do with him, and it was certainly not his place to step in.

He was just here to eat, sleep, and maybe hang out for a couple of days before returning to Quancheng. Even if the sky fell in this city of Xian, Chen Zhongfei and his superiors would be the ones holding it up; it wasn’t his turn to act.

So, he continued gnawing on his meat skewers and urged Liu Jing, ”Eat quickly, it won’t be tasty once it gets cold. Eat more, high-quality lamb like this is rare.”

Chen Zhongfei stood up with a dark face and patted Han Jingyang on the shoulder, ”Brother, you keep eating, I’ll handle this.”

Han Jingyang nodded.

Then, he heard a ”whoosh” sound, followed by the thud of a heavy object hitting the ground, and then ”mmph mmph” sounds that quickly faded away.

Given Chen Zhongfei’s strength, he could walk sideways in most places in the world; there really weren’t many people whose individual strength surpassed Chen Zhongfei’s.

A few minutes later, Chen Zhongfei returned and sat down beside him, ”Brother, I am truly sorry, I’ve ruined your mood...”

He picked up his wine glass and clinked it against Chen Zhongfei’s, ”This kind of trivial matter isn’t worth mentioning. Come, let’s keep eating and drinking. We can’t waste this whole table of good food.”

His words made Chen Zhongfei heave a sigh of relief and feel great joy at the same time, ”Good, let’s drink!”

Afterward, everyone continued eating and drinking as if nothing had happened, and the atmosphere was very lively.

However, just as the meal was nearing its end, the window glass suddenly shattered, and stones flew in one after another, breaking through the glass from the outside.

In an instant, glass shards were flying everywhere.

Of course, everyone present was an expert, so no one was hurt, but they were quite furious.

They were just trying to have a nice meal, and they had been interrupted twice in a row—once by the door being smashed, and once by the glass being shattered.

Han Jingyang looked at the room full of glass shards, stones, bricks, and dirt, and the anger in his heart flared up toward his head.

This is freaking disgusting.

He couldn’t even have a peaceful meal.

Before, it was just kicking the door, which didn’t affect his appetite.

Now this, not only did they smash the glass, but the flying bricks and stones also hit the dinner table.

You’re doing this on purpose to stop us from eating, right?

He looked up at Chen Zhongfei, ”Old Chen, can you tolerate this?”

Chen Zhongfei’s face turned livid, ”Tolerate this? F*** that, if I don’t f*** them up to their eighth generation, my name isn’t Chen! Xiao Wang, Yingzi, you guys come with me. If we don’t kill that group of little bastards today, it’s not over!”

Then he said to Liang Xingxin, ”Old Liang, you accompany Brother Han to find another place to continue eating and drinking, then take Brother Han and his partner back to the hotel. You should stay at the hotel tonight too, just in case, and don’t let any random people disturb Brother Han’s sleep!”

After saying this, he left with several subordinates, looking murderous.

After Chen Zhongfei left, only Han Jingyang, Liu Jing, and Liang Xingxin remained in the chaotic scene.

Liang Xingxin chuckled, ”Mr. Han, I’ve heard so much about you. I heard you have all kinds of methods. How about you divine the safety of our Section Chief Chen on this trip?”

Han Jingyang also smiled, ”Does that even need to be divined? Section Chief Chen’s status and strength are obvious. In this territory, even someone with great strength wouldn’t dare do anything to Section Chief Chen, right? Besides, I see that Section Chief Chen and Daoist Liang come from the same sect, and the Taoist influence in the Xian area is so great. With Section Chief Chen backed by both the government and the Taoist forces, he will only be safer.”

Liang Xingxin shook his head, ”Mr. Han, you might as well divine it.”

Han Jingyang also shook his head, ”No, divination shouldn’t be done lightly. Especially involving someone with such a complex status as Section Chief Chen. If I get it wrong, that’s one thing, but if I get it right, it might disturb Section Chief Chen’s original fate trajectory.”

Liang Xingxin frowned, ”There’s such a saying?”

Han Jingyang smiled again, ”I don’t know if others have such a saying, but I certainly do. I don’t divine lightly unless it’s absolutely necessary. If there really is a situation, I would rather help in person than rashly divine the other person’s fate. The consequences of the former are controllable, while the consequences of the latter are often uncontrollable.”

Liang Xingxin frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded slightly, ”That makes sense, but I’m afraid Section Chief Chen might be in danger on this trip.”

Han Jingyang sneered inwardly.

This old Daoist is not a good person.

He’s trying to lure him into the dispute between Chen Zhongfei and some others.

If he divined, the moment he acted, he would be involved. By then, no matter what the result of the divination was, it would be hard to continue standing by.

The previous conversation was the same. The old Daoist said Chen Zhongfei was in danger; a normal person would surely ask, and then the old Daoist could naturally introduce the situation. After hearing the story, he would also feel embarrassed to stand by.

Therefore, he blocked the old Daoist’s mouth again, ”I still don’t believe that Section Chief Chen would suffer a big loss on his own turf.”

After saying this, he waved his hand, ”Let’s go, let’s keep eating, I’m only half full.”

The old Daoist was quite speechless, but looking at the mess in the room, he could only stand up and leave, ”I know another barbecue place that tastes good.”

”Let’s have mutton paomo.”

”That’s too...”

”Don’t be polite. If you don’t eat two bowls of authentic mutton paomo, can you even say you’ve been to Xian?”

”That works too. We can continue with a big meal tomorrow,” the old Daoist didn’t push, ”I know a very authentic old shop that has been open for over twenty years. They only make mutton paomo. It’s not famous, but the taste is impeccable. Only local veteran foodies know about it.”

”Please.”

”Please!”

The three left the messy barbecue shop and stopped in front of a small roadside shop after driving for about ten minutes.

Although it was late, the small shop was brightly lit and bustling with noise. The tables and chairs at the entrance were even set up next door.

Han Jingyang sniffed the fragrance wafting in the air and nodded slightly, ”The quality of this mutton is also quite good; the aroma is very authentic.”

Liang Xingxin chuckled, ”Would I try to fool you with an average restaurant? You are the famous Mr. Han. If I make you angry and you crush me to death with a spell, where would I go to seek justice?”

Han Jingyang curled his lips, ”Old Daoist, no need to provoke me with your words, it’s useless. My dharma instruments and spells are very precious; I only use them on real enemies. So don’t waste your efforts, and with your strength, you can’t figure out my bottom line.”

He had long seen it; the old Daoist was very interested in him and kept trying to probe his background.

This is normal. People in the martial world, after meeting, spar to probe each other’s background, and then act according to the other person’s strength. It’s what people often call ’judging the dish by the person, and the person by the dish’.

He was young, yet he had made such a big name for himself in just three or four months. There were always people who didn’t quite believe it or weren’t quite convinced.

But he had no interest at all. If he really took the old Daoist’s bait, would he have to show off his strength everywhere he went in the future?

What would that make him? A monkey performer?

Wandering the martial world does require showing strength.

But someone at his level doesn’t need to. When it’s really his turn to act, he will naturally let these people see his true combat power, rather than putting on a street performance everywhere he goes.

Besides, his item skills are so precious; even if he is rich now, he can’t waste them casually.

Therefore, he refused very decisively and straightforwardly.

Then he sat down to break the steamed bun.

Breaking the bun is very particular; you have to slowly break it for ten, twenty minutes, or even half an hour. That way, it’s satisfying to eat.

He had experience and patience.

After finishing breaking it, he took his bowl to find the chef. Just as he stood up, he saw a brick fly straight into the pot where the mutton was boiling.

”Splash—” Mutton soup splattered everywhere.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

His anger flared right to the top of his head!