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Chapter 290: Human Destiny
It turns out that this trait is inherited in hidden way, passed down from grandfather to grandson.
His father has yellow and white skin, but Zhang Chengjin has cold and white skin.
It seems like the original incarnation was also like this, with both parents being healthy.
"What are you looking at?" Zhang Chengjin walked over from behind with a smile.
Xu Wenyan was slow to respond for a while: "Oh, let me see what delicious food your kitchen is making."
"Haha." Zhang Chengjin smiled: "Come with me." He pulled Xu Wenyan to sit at the table in the first row on the left, which was a slightly larger table.
The above items are still complete.
The first is the fruit plate, which is mostly peaches, mainly flat peaches and nectarines, as well as some apples, pears and the like.
Xu Wenyan picked up a peach, which still had a trace of water stains on it. It must have been washed. It was just as juicy as he remembered from his previous life.
"This peach is twenty cents." Zhang Chengjin turned around and said to Xu Wenyan.
"So expensive? I'll give you half." Because it was a crisp peach, Xu Wenyan easily broke it open.
Zhang Chengjin looked at the two halves of peach in Xu Wenyan's hand and picked out the side that Xu Wenyan had bitten.
Just as Xu Wenyan was about to stop him, he had already taken another bite: "I've already eaten Brother Zhang's half."
"Haha, it's okay."
There was nothing special about the banquet that followed. Mr. Zhang just spoke a few words, then the dishes were served, and everyone drank, talked, and enjoyed singing and dancing.
For Xu Wenyan, who is used to listening to modern music, this ancient musical instrument has a unique charm and really gives him an immersive feeling.
The food on the table does not have any modern technology or craftsmanship, and the taste is good, but the variety is a bit limited.
And there were some dishes that Xu Wenyan was not used to.
Seeing Xu Wenyan left some food in the bowl, Zhang Chengjin whispered in Xu Wenyan's ear: "If you don't want to eat it, you can throw it in my bowl."
"That's so embarrassing." If it were at home, Xu Wenyan would just throw it to anyone to eat.
But he really wasn't familiar with Zhang Chengjin.
All the actions here were noticed by Mr. Zhang on the stage.
When Mr. Zhang first saw Xu Wenyan, he was completely stunned.
He had been doing business for more than ten or twenty years, but he had never seen anyone with the same skin color as him.
As for Xu Wenyan's origins, he had already guessed most of it.
Today was a big event for him, but he had no interest at all and just hoped that the banquet would end quickly.
At this time, the singing changes into a gentle and lingering tune.
Seven or eight dancers slowly walked into the hall. The women in red clothes made their faces look particularly fair and tender.
The dancers danced to the sounds of flute and zither. Every beat and curve of their fingertips was extremely graceful.
It seems to have merged into one with the song.
As the music changed, the dancers began to move in a circle around the venue.
Wherever the dancers danced, the sweet scent of rouge and powder lingered.
Xu Wenyan found this smell okay. In ancient times, most spices and rouge were made from flowers, plants and pine wood.
Full of plant fragrance.
The men on the stage were mesmerized and bewildered, and they enjoyed watching the dancers.
Xu Wenyan laughed at the silly expressions of those men and their drooling saliva.
As if he was bored, Xu Wenyan turned his head and faced one of the dancers.
Xu Wenyan saw it, saw her take the knife out from her waist.
The dancer also looked at Xu Wenyan, and Xu Wenyan saw fear and panic in her eyes.
This caused her dance steps to become a little messy. Xu Wenyan was a little confused. What kind of blood feud could make a woman take such a risk?
As long as it didn't concern the lives of himself and his relatives and friends, Xu Wenyan didn't want to interfere. Seeing that Xu Wenyan didn't react, the dancer slowly stabilized her steps.
When she walked in front of a middle-aged old man, the dancer slightly increased the amplitude of her dance and stabbed straight at him with the dagger in hand.
In response, Xu Wenyan shook his head and the stab missed.
"Ah! There's an assassin."
"Someone come quickly!"
"Master Qian? Someone, come and catch that dancer."
The banquet suddenly became chaotic and many guests rushed out of the house. Zhang Chengjin stood up and stood in front of Xu Wenyan.
Xu Wenyan said that although he was very touched, "Brother, you are so skinny and you still want to protect me?"
The dancer's knife pierced into the owner's ribs, and it took a few centimeters to reach his heart.
"How dare you! How dare you make trouble at my father Zhang Kai's party!"
The dancer's legs had been broken by several guards, but she didn't even scream. She looked around, staring viciously at every rich person that the people talked about.
When she got to Xu Wenyan, she smiled and said two words using her lips.
Yes, thank you.
"Master Qian, you have monopolized the grain business and doubled the grain price. Do you know how many people in the slums you have killed for the few extra cents you earned?"
The dancer looked at everyone with disdain: "You spend thousands of taels of silver just to prepare a banquet, and we have to fight over half a handful of rice!
We understand that you don't want to help us, but why do you want to monopolize the old grain market? Have you ever eaten a bite of the food that you think is fed to pigs? "
The dancer screamed and roared, she accuses and despairs.
Xu Wenyan's heart also grew heavy when he saw this. It was like this in every era. The things that ordinary people spent their entire lives to obtain were easily available to the so-called upper class.
The things that ordinary people value so much are considered worthless by the upper class.
Perhaps the watershed of a person's life is amniotic fluid.
Most of the time, your birth has already determined how difficult your future path will be.
Xu Wenyan has a deep understanding of this.
He just watched the dancer being dragged away, and the birthday party ended in a bad mood.