Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 610 - 620: The Landlord Has No Surplus Grain Either

After dinner, Ye Ling suddenly realized that it seemed someone was missing tonight.

Where was Mo Xing, that bringer of chaos? How come he wasn't home when he was supposed to take advantage of having his brother-in-law over?

Upon asking, he found out that the guy had taken Li Qi to the movies and for a stroll in the streets. Of course, by this time, Mo Xing had already introduced Li Qi to Elder Mo and his own father.

As for Li Qi, the girl faced no objections from the family. After all, the Mo Family now differed from other clans and was adamantly against the practice of forming marriage alliances with other powerful families.

Currently at the pinnacle of Huaxia, the Mo Family attracted much attention, hence it was inevitable that Mo Xing couldn't marry a daughter from another influential family, also as a means to avoid suspicions.

Li Qi, as a woman, was indeed a great choice, and by then, she understood the staggering background of her man.

When faced with Elder Mo's beaming inquiries about her family background, Li Ke felt his head buzzing, his mind going blank.

Unthinkable, utterly unthinkable, Mo Xing actually had such a family heritage. Once out of the Mo Family's domain, Li Qi felt like it was all just a dream.

Of course, the best news was that Li Qi passed muster, which was the perfect outcome for both of them.

"That rascal, I want him to marry in a few months and hurry up to give me a great-grandson. I, this old man, still haven't seen the fourth generation yet," Elder Mo said laughingly. Since Ye Ling had rejuvenated the old man with marrow cleansing, his spirits and health had improved tremendously, and so had his mood.

Ye Ling said with a slight smile, "Grandpa, don't worry, Mo Xing's physiognomy is excellent. There's no problem whatsoever for him to give you a great-grandson."

"Mm, right, and you two as well. I want an external great-grandson too. Hurry it up, don't keep this old man anxious."

As Elder Mo said this, he excitedly tapped his cane a few times, then after exchanging a few more words with Ye Ling, he went back to his room to rest.

Mo Zishu let out a sigh of relief after watching his father leave, "Ye Ling, tell me, is this reasonable or not, reasonable or not? I didn't say anything, and still I got a tongue-lashing."

"But what I want to say is, if you could hold back a little, just do so. After all, Mr. He has called me a few times. Of course, the punishment still can't be avoided. The Mo Family's dignity mustn't be compromised!" Mo Zishu said in the end, looking stern and authoritative. As the second generation of the Mo Family, he had considerable clout, which had shaped his commanding presence.

Ye Ling nodded. Before he could speak, Mo Zishu tugged at his sleeve, "Son-in-law, let's discuss something. That Wu Long Drunk, you got to at least square away a thousand or eight hundred bottles for me, right?"

"The Wu Long Drunk you left me got plundered by the old man. He gave half away to those uncles. It's tough on me."

"Now, my comrades from the several courtyards all know that Wu Long Drunk is produced by you. And just look, the hundred or so bottles I had hidden have been looted clean."

"Even I have to sip it carefully and sparingly now, it's tragic. Tell me, isn't that tragic?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Ling immediately nodded, "Don't worry, Dad, that's no issue at all. I'll have someone send over five hundred bottles to you tomorrow. Just give me a call when you're done with those, and I'll send more."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zishu's eyes lit up, nodding excitedly. By now, Wu Long Drunk no longer needed any advertisement or marketing. In the entire upper echelons of Huaxia, it had become synonymous with prestige.

Whoever treats, moving several cases of Wu Long Drunk, now that's really showing off, at the very least it means they must have a very good relationship with Ye Ling, and if someone is on good terms with Ye Ling, can their relationships with others be bad?

Chen Hua has already called to complain several times, Ye Ling has been giving away liquor, and just one round is hundreds of bottles, which has Chen Hua's heart bleeding.

It isn't about the money, the key issue is that Longteng Liquor Industry's stock is also running low, isn't there that old saying, "Even the landlord's family doesn't have any surplus grain left"?

At night, on Chang'an Street, lights blazed brilliantly, Ye Ling and Mo Siqing stood by the roadside, watching the slowly passing cars, full of emotions.

"Baby, tell me where you most want to travel. While we have some time these next few days, I'll accompany you on a trip."

Ye Ling said with a slight smile, of course, before going on the trip, he still had to go to Baowan to completely uproot those bastards who had been working against him from behind the scenes.

"Central Plains' Bianjing, Luoyang!"

Mo Siqing spoke slowly, turning around, she looked at Ye Ling and smiled, "People say, the eight hundred years of the Imperial Capital are legendary, the pinnacle of feudal dynasties."

"But truly standing tall in the long river of time for five thousand years, untoppled, are only these two ancient capitals. I am very interested in them, I have always wanted to go and see."

"It's just that, on my own, I don't feel like traveling. Honestly, I'm still a girl who hasn't seen much of the world."

"I'm familiar with every corner of the Forty-Nine City, but outside, I rarely go out. Isn't that strange?"

Ye Ling shook his head, "Alright then, let's go visit Bianjing and Luoyang. It just so happens I am also quite curious about these two cities."

The two ancient capitals of Central Plains province have given birth to countless extraordinary people, and the rise and fall of each dynasty have never been able to bring these two cities to decline.

Instead, Luoyang and Bianjing have always played very important roles in the grand history of five thousand years, the strategic battleground for military leaders.

"Three days later, let's go explore. These three days, you stay home and keep the elders company. As for me, I need to run some errands. You just wait for me in the Imperial Capital."

Ye Ling said with a slight smile, while Mo Siqing was momentarily stunned, not asking Ye Ling what he was up to. She was a very clever woman, understanding when to ask what.

Men, sometimes they hope their women to be a bit foolish rather than too sharp. More importantly, seeing a man, especially a man like Ye Ling, too closely could cause a break, like with a kite.

That very night, Ye Ling left, and no one knew where he went. However, in Baowan, on the snack night market street of a certain city, a lean figure walked along the somewhat desolate street.

In the past, this place was bustling and crowded with people. But following a wrong decision by the Baowan authorities, the tourism industry of Baowan plummeted by who knows how many folds.

Looking at the shop owners sitting on chairs at both sides of the street, their faces lackluster and full of worry, Ye Ling couldn't help but shake his head.

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This was the rhythm of courting death; only when they've lost it do they know to cherish. Without the care of the inland "father", be it Baowan, Xiangjiang, or Macau, each was on the verge of economic collapse.

"Hey young man, come try this. The authentic betel nuts of Baowan, come on, give it a try. It's not only cheap but also delicious."

Speaking in very poor Mandarin, a heavily made-up and busty girl greeted Ye Ling.