Xiao Yu greeted them. The disciples of Ba Dao Sect were all rugged men. They had already taken off their raincoats and found their seats to sit down. The wine shed became much livelier because of them.
"Masters, what do you want to eat? The shop only has noodles for breakfast." Xiao Yu just checked the yard and found that there were not even two eggs. With so many people there, there wasn't enough to eat.
Furthermore, he thought that there would be no business in the tavern except for a few people, so he had no intention of making porridge. It would be better to save some money if he cooked it and left it for no one to eat.
Unexpectedly, such a large group of people came at this time, and they had to report that only noodles were available.
Wang Henghe was having a discussion at Huatan Temple. It was because of a quarrel with Ruan Qingchou that he left everyone. At this time, he was very angry. He reached out and grabbed Xiaoyu's collar and shouted angrily:
"Is there any wine?"
Xiaoyu smiled and said, "There is wine, there is wine."
Wang Heng threw Xiaoyu to one side, and Xiaoyu staggered to his feet.
Wang Heng drank loudly, as if venting the anger in his chest: "I haven't brought you the wine yet! I have to drink enough today!"
Xiaoyu heard this and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, take it here, little one."
After Wang Heng finished speaking, he looked at Li Kun and asked, "Can Master Li drink?"
Li Kun thought for a moment, then clasped his fists and replied: "I'm here to accompany you, but Xiaoke doesn't drink well, so I only have two glasses. If you drink too much, you'll get drunk easily."
Wang Heng smiled "haha", with a vague meaning of contempt and a bit of sarcasm in his laughter.
What they looked down on was that Li Zong left a young master of about thirty to discuss the righteousness with them. It was clear that Li Zong looked down on these sects in Jiangnan. People are arrogant, and if others look down on them, they will also feel resentful.
The irony is that Li Kun didn't want to drink with those rough guys, so he left the tavern and went back with Huatan Temple and his party.
Wang Heng finished laughing and added: "Young Master Li is willing to accompany you just for the sake of being drunk with us rough guys, so how dare you persuade me more."
Li Kun only smiled slightly, thinking that there were many people on the other side, and it was not convenient for conflicts to arise, so he could only say humbly: "We are all from the world, and it is a blessing for the younger generation to drink with Master Wang, who is so arrogant in swordsmanship. Master Wang Too modest."
When Wang Heng heard Li Kun calling himself "junior", he wanted to lower himself. This meant that Wang Heng and his father were of the same generation, and he called himself a junior. Wang Heng was very impressed by what he heard, so he didn't say anything about it. Ridicule, invite me to sit down.
Xiaoyu poured two bottles of white wine from the wine jar and hurriedly brought them over.
Wang Heng scolded: "Servant, do you have any meat and vegetables to go with the wine?"
Xiaoyu frowned and replied: "Sir, you are here too early. If you want to eat meat, you have to wait for a while. I have to kill the chicken and stew it now."
"Is there any ready-made one?" Wang Heng asked with a frown.
Xiaoyu replied: "No."
Wang Heng wanted to be angry but couldn't find the reason for his anger, so he had to hold back and said: "Serve me some wine first!"
"Good!" Xiao Yu replied with a smile, secretly cursing this guy for being vulgar and arrogant, but she didn't dare to show it, so she had no choice but to go get him a drink in despair.
The only wine in the tavern was a large water vat, which Xiaoyu bought from Yangzhou City that day.
One pick, two barrels.
All in the big water tank.
Uncle Liu sold some a few days ago, and there is about 70% left.
After a light rain, I filled two wine bottles, carried them out, and placed a stack of thick bowls in the cupboard for them to lay out one by one.
Two jugs of wine were only enough for more than a dozen of them to pour once. Wang Heng cursed: "Servant, go get the wine jar, I'm not short of money!!"
Xiao Yu had no choice but to use the wooden barrels where the wine was originally made to fill all the wine in the wine tank, and placed it in the middle of the wine shed for them to use.
I bought some wine from two barrels, and the rest cost at least five taels of silver. The group hadn't finished eating and drinking, and Xiao Yu didn't dare to ask for it, so she had to kill chickens and cook fish.
The two crucian carps that Uncle Liu caught yesterday are still in the bucket. They will be used first and will be converted into money for him when he comes back in the evening.
In about half an hour, Xiaoyu cooked the fish and served it.
I originally wanted to go to the entrance of the village to ask Uncle Liu to come back and cook, but the man left and there was no one to look after the store, so Xiao Yu had to go into battle on her own.
Although the craftsmanship is not as good as that of Liu Shu, it is still acceptable.
Li Kun and Wang Heng took a few sips of wine and then made excuses to go.
Firstly, Li Kun didn't want to deal with such a mob, and secondly, considering that his sister was a girl, there was a chance that such a vulgar man would get drunk, fall in love with Li Luo, and speak disrespectfully.
Li Kun and Li Luo did not wait for the rain to subside before leaving, and went back to Huatan Temple in the rain.
After they left, only Wang Heng and his disciples from the Ba Dao Sect were left in the tavern.
Wang Heng had earned a lot of money from being an escort in the past few years, and had gained some fame as the ancestral "Ba Dao", so he changed the escort agency into a martial arts school, opened the door and established a sect. He lost his own business and called it Ba Dao Sect. Disciples make a living through martial arts.
Xiaoyu sat at the counter where Uncle Six usually sat, watching these men pouring drinks back and forth.
Wang Heng was the leader, and he drank a lot. The people at the table with him were two of his closest disciples.
One is called Wen San and the other is called Chen Wu. They are both rogues in the town of Chunhuagu Street in Yangzhou.
Wang Hengnai was born in the escort agency, and in his early years he did some dirty business and became a powerful man. The two of them studied martial arts under Wang Heng's disciples, but in fact they followed Wang Heng to collect living expenses from the neighborhood.
The neighbors in the street and town did not dare to offend them, and the government accepted bribes, so no one dared to take care of them. Therefore, Ba Dao Men was more like a bandit den.
In the wine shed, the people at several tables were all Wang Heng's disciples.
Wang Heng, Wen San and Chen Wu sat at the same table. The three of them drank more and more. The other disciples did not dare to fight for them. They only dared to scoop up the wine when they were happy.
The three people's eyes and ears were red, and their tempers were rising.
Wang Heng was angry at Huatan Temple. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He slapped the table and cursed: "What a bunch of birds, a bastard who relies on his words to beg for food. How can he give advice to our Jiangnan gates? Two old bald donkeys." And there is also Li Bei of Li Zong who still obeys his advice, the more I think about it, the more I can’t swallow it!!”
On one side, Wen San echoed: "Master, I don't know what you discussed in the attic on the top of the tower. Why did you break up so unhappy? Tell the disciples to listen, and it will help relieve your anger."
Chen Wu echoed: "Master, senior brother is right. If we leave the ruined temple early in the morning and don't plan with them, we won't have to suffer from that bird's anger."
Wang Heng gritted his teeth, raised the wine bowl and poured another bowl of wine into his mouth. He patted the three-foot wide noodle knife placed on the side of the table and said slowly:
"Hmph, they are just ordinary offenders, especially Ruan Qingchou, the fair-skinned Zuo Niao. If the heads of several other sects were not there, I would have killed that guy with my big sword.
I don’t know what the guy’s idea was, saying that Ji Ruge was short of money and wanted us to work together to provide money to lure the devil out.
His guy really thought that our sects were the bosses of several major commercial banks in the south of the Yangtze River, and he just wanted to collect ten thousand taels of silver notes.
It doesn't hurt to stand and talk, just as if our money was picked up! "
