Chapter 390 Fang Ming

Tianxiang Restaurant is a property of the Chu Dynasty. It is considered to be the highest-end restaurant in Tianyinfang City. As long as there are spiritual stones, even fourth-level spiritual meals can be made.

Of course, spiritual meals of this level usually need to be reserved years, or even decades, in advance.

Because the ingredients required for this kind of spiritual meal are specific fourth-level spiritual objects and monsters, they are more expensive than fourth-level elixirs.

It is no exaggeration to say that ordinary Yuanying in the later stage may not be able to afford it.

In a private room on the third floor, Song Ping was dressed in formal attire. The round table in front of him was filled with rich spiritual meals and drinks, which looked very appetizing.

Song Ping walked around in the box, restless, as if waiting for some guests.

At this moment, the sound of slight footsteps reached his ears, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a wide body, a round face and small eyes walked in.

The middle-aged man was wearing a brocade robe and a blue Confucian hat. When he saw the delicious dishes on the table, his eyes shone with a shrewd look.

"Brother Fang, you are finally here. The dishes are ready. Please take a seat quickly."

When Song Ping saw this person, he greeted him warmly and immediately made a gesture of invitation.

The middle-aged man's name is Fang Ming. He has cultivated in the late stage of foundation building. He is known as Bao Dadai. He hangs out in various cities in Zhongzhou all year round. His main job is to serve as a guide and provide information to the Beihai monks. He lives a relatively leisurely life.

When Song Ping first came to Tianyinfang City, Fang Ming was his guide. He was able to settle in Tianyinfang City and rent a shop, and Fang Ming was the matchmaker. The two of them were relatively familiar with each other.

"Brother Song, you have become rich recently. I have only been to Tianxiang Tower once. You asked me to come here. I still can't believe it."

Fang Ming couldn't help but joked that not everyone could afford Tianxiang Tower. He had known Song Ping for decades, and this was the first time he had seen him so generous.

"Brother Fang is joking. We two brothers may not have seen each other for a long time. Let me toast you first!"

Song Ping immediately poured a glass of wine for Fang Ming. Fang Ming was not polite and drank the glass in one gulp.

"Tsk tsk! Although this Bingxue Niang is also a good wine, it is still far inferior to Li's Monkey Wine!"

Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh after finishing a drink.

Song Ping didn't know what to say when he heard this. The Li family has a Qingyun Tower in Tianyinfang City, but it mainly entertains Jindan monks. The Monkey Wine is also a third-level spiritual wine, so they are not qualified to enjoy it.

"Brother Fang, eat food!"

Song Ping was extremely enthusiastic and chatted with Fang Ming all the time.

After drinking for three rounds, Fang Ming put down his chopsticks and said, "Brother Song, if you have anything to say, just tell me!"

He also knew Song Ping's family background. The main cultivation resources were provided for his daughter. If he could treat him to a meal, he obviously wanted to ask him for something.

"Brother Fang, I will say it then!"

"Say it!"

Fang Ming didn't care. In their circle, there was nothing he couldn't solve.

Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on his face and he poured himself a glass again.

"Brother Song, you have many connections. I want to sue this dandy Feng Youwei. I wonder if you can think of a way for me?"

"puff!"

Fang Ming squirted out the wine without taking a sip of it.

"No, no, Brother Song, you didn't drink much, why did you start talking nonsense?"

Fang Ming glanced at Song Ping, thinking that he was making fun of himself.

"Brother Fang, what I said is true. It's just that I have no way to meet the senior management of the Li family, so I came to you to find a solution."

Song Ping said solemnly.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Fang Ming pondered for a moment and then said, "Brother Song, although this Feng Youwei is not named Li, do you know who he is?"

"Know!"

"I know you still dare to offend such a person. I am Bao Inquiry, not Mr. Bao."

Fang Ming said angrily, today half of Yinfang City belongs to the Li family. Isn't it crazy to live in someone else's land and offend the owner?

"Brother Fang, I only have such an outstanding daughter. If she really falls into the hands of Na Feng Youwei, her life will be over."

Song Ping said angrily that his path has been ruined and it is impossible to break through the golden elixir in this life. If he wants to inherit the family, he can only rely on his youngest daughter.

If Song Shuang was harvested by Feng Youwei to replenish Yuan Yin, his chances of breaking through the golden elixir in the future would be even slimmer. He didn't want to see this happen to his daughter.

"Brother Fang, you have been in Qingyun Prefecture for so many years, and you must be able to find a way. Please help me."

"Brother Song, it's not that I won't help you. If you want to sue some of the descendants of the Li family, then I can also provide you with some methods. But Feng Youwei is in the Li family and his background is comparable to him. It is estimated that There are only a few of his brothers.”

Fang Ming also looked embarrassed. Although Feng Youwei's parents were only building foundations, his grandparents were both Jindan real people, and they were the pillars of the Li family. He didn't want to offend such people.

"Brother Fang, don't worry. I only need a chance to meet with the senior management of the Li family. You don't need to come forward for anything else. I will never implicate you."

After Song Ping finished speaking, he took out a storage bag and put it in his hand.

Fang Ming's consciousness swept away, his pupils could not help but shrink, and he immediately said: "I do know the people in the Li family's escort team, but what you have is still not enough."

"Brother Fang, this is one hundred thousand spirit stones, don't be too greedy."

Song Ping was shocked, it was almost most of his savings.

"Brother Song, you don't understand the rules here. I took it to make arrangements. If you don't satisfy others, how can you, an outsider, easily meet the top leaders of the Li family?"

Song Ping pondered for a long time, and then took out a white flying sword: "This Qingshuang Sword was originally a foundation-building gift I prepared for Shuang'er. If it is not enough, we can only go to the North Sea."

"Ding!"

Fang Ming flicked the sword body, and the flying sword made a crisp sword sound.

"Second-level middle-grade flying sword, the quality is not bad!"

Fang Ming couldn't help but exclaimed.

"I wonder how long it will take?"

Song Ping asked again. He promised to give Feng Youwei an answer as soon as possible. If the time was delayed too long, he was afraid that Feng Youwei would come to the door to snatch him.

"I can't be sure of the time, but I can promise you that once there is news, I will notify you immediately. Brother Fang, just wait for my good news!"

After Fang Ming finished speaking, he took the storage bag and walked out, leaving Song Ping with a melancholy face.

Song Ping and Fang Ming had made several deals, and he was not worried that Fang Ming would just take the spirit stones and run away.

Although Fang Ming was in the guide business, he also had his own shop in Tianyin Market, and he had more than ten people under him. The monk could escape, but the temple could not.

"I hope he can get through this disaster safely!"

Song Ping prayed in his heart. Although Feng Youwei had a strong background, he liked to flirt with women and bully men and women. If it weren't for this, he would be more than happy to get married to the Li family.

But if his daughter was asked to make a tripod for others, he would resist to the end.