It is common to share a table with others in restaurants and restaurants, so Zhao Rang did not find it strange at first.
But when he found that there were many empty tables around him, he knew that these two people must be looking for something to do with him.
The other party didn't speak, and he didn't pay attention. He still talked lively with Yuan Mingkong.
Many of the refreshments in the booklet were things that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong had never seen in Dawei. He even saw something called "tank meat" on it.
Zhang San just went to relieve himself and has not come back yet. No matter who is exposed to the cold wind in the early morning and then suddenly enters the warm tea house, this will happen.
"Forget it, let's order something familiar, and then get down to business after eating."
Zhao Ran and Yuan Mingkong reached a consensus, ordered some Western Region specialties that they had eaten in Dawei, and then handed the book back to the waiter at the teahouse.
Now Zhao Rang can find the time to see what these two people who are inexplicably "sharing the table" mean.
Four people, looking at each other in pairs.
The clothes of both men were very elegant, with flying eagles and camels embroidered with gold thread. In addition to horses, these two animals are the favorite animals of people in the Western Regions. Some tribes even endow them with divinity and worship them as totems.
But that's not the most important thing.
Because luxurious clothes can be bought, borrowed, or even snatched!
But there is one thing that cannot be decorated with external objects, and that is this person's beard and nails.
Sitting opposite Zhao Rang was a man from the Western Regions with a beard.
His beard was extremely thick, like a waterfall, sloping down, almost covering half of his face. As for the mouth, it is hidden behind the beard.
With such a thick beard, eating and drinking must be a very complicated matter. Zhao Rang felt tired just thinking about it... Not only did he have to lift off his beard to expose his mouth, but he also tried hard to stretch his neck to prevent the soup from dripping. But even so, it will definitely be stained with dirt, so after every meal, you have to wash it for a long time to keep it shiny and clean.
A man's beard says more about his state of life than his neatly manicured nails.
Just when the waiter brought the milk tea ordered by Zhao Rang, the bearded man suddenly started to squirm and said:
“The milk tea here is not the best!”
Zhao Rang paused slightly as he picked up the milk tea bowl.
If it was like this, Zhao Rang would have poured all the milk tea in the bowl on his face if it had been in the past.
But now Zhao Rang can't, because he still doesn't know the other party's details and doesn't know what he wants to do.
From what he said just now, it can only be heard that he is very unwelcome to himself!
Zhao Rang calmed down and took a big sip.
The tea has a strong flavor and the milk taste is strong.
Combined together, there is an indescribable taste, it is very wonderful!
Although that nonsense may be true - the milk tea here is not the best, but what Zhao Rang drank just now was already the best milk tea he has ever tasted.
The bearded man saw that Zhao Rang was unmoved and said nothing.
When Zhao Rang drank half the bowl with enjoyment, snacks were served one after another.
“The dim sum here isn’t the best either!”
The bearded man said again.
His powerful words are a bit lame, so they sound very sarcastic!
Again and again, not again.
This was the second time, Zhao Rang still pretended not to hear, took a sip of snacks, a sip of milk tea, and started eating.
Zhang San came back from relieve himself and saw two people on the table from a distance. He recognized who they were at a glance!
His first reaction was to run... out of Taiheju, out of the northwest corner, as far as possible.
Normal people tend to want to go home when they feel scared.
But Zhang San didn’t want to.
Because there is something at home that scares him even more! Far more frightened him than this bearded young man!
When I think about it, I am afraid that my work will be in vain again today, and the violent storm that I will face when I get home is not comparable to last night.
Zhang San was suddenly filled with courage!
Between the terrible and the more terrible, he resolutely chose the former.
"Why have you been gone for so long? The milk tea is getting cold!"
Zhao Rang asked Zhang San to sit down and handed him his milk tea bowl.
The bearded man and the young man next to him glanced at Zhang San sideways, and then spoke a lot of Western dialects.
Zhang San was already prepared and replied with a lot of words without being humble or condescending.
The bearded man didn't react at all, but the young man beside him became angry.
It's normal to be young and energetic.
But when he came, he forgot that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong, who were sitting opposite him, were also young people.
The bearded man offended Zhao Rang twice, and the young man next to him became angry again and took action.
If anyone thinks that Zhao Rang is doing three things for each of them, they are totally wrong.
Zhao Rang does not have such a good temper.
In other words, a person with such a good temper will not practice swordsmanship, but will do embroidery.
The camels and flying eagles on the bearded clothes were probably embroidered by a good-tempered person, but this has nothing to do with Zhao Rang preparing to have a seizure.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Rang splashed the remaining half of the milk tea on the young man's face.
There are only three things, he is the third.
The young man obviously did not expect that someone would do such a thing to him. He seemed to be frozen for a moment, and time briefly froze on him.
Yuan Mingkong pulled Zhang San, who was closest to the young man, to his side, fearing that the two men would suddenly get violent and hurt innocent people.
Unlike young people who are at a loss, bearded men react quickly.
Seeing that there was nothing on the table that could be wiped, he immediately took off his exquisite clothes and packed them up carefully for the young man.
From his hair to his chin, every place was rubbed. The level of detail made Zhao Rang couldn't help but wonder if the beard on his face was attached!
It stands to reason that people with rough looks are not careful, but he is just the opposite.
After wiping it clean, the young man blinked his eyes a few times before coming back to his senses.
His eyelashes are very long, and there is a bead made of milk tea hanging on them.
The bead dripped down when he blinked, falling on the brand new white boots on his feet, leaving a faint mark.
"You'd better go home and wash your hair quickly. Otherwise, when the sun hits your head, your head will stink worse than stinky tofu!"
Zhao Rang said coldly.
After finishing speaking, he felt that it was not enough. Because this young man from the Western Region probably doesn't know what stinky tofu is. Using something that people don't know to ridicule would not achieve the purpose of ridicule at all, so Zhao Rang decided to change the word.
"Stinks worse than shit!"
This word must be unknown to everyone.
The young man's lips began to tremble slightly, followed by his cheeks and shoulders, and then spread to his whole body.
When the trembling reached its peak, he opened his mouth wide and began to scream. While shouting, he spoke in Western dialect that Zhao Rang couldn't understand.
His right hand pulled out a short knife from his waist.
The edge of this short knife is very sharp, but the blade and handle are studded with precious stones.
Zhao Rang didn't even bother to take a second look at such a child's toy, but since the opponent had already drawn his sword, he couldn't let it go, so he immediately showed off his own black steel sword.
The young man paused for a moment, then pointed at his beard and chirped for a while.
Zhao Rang could understand what he was talking about even with his butt.
With their actions just now, the master-servant relationship between the two of them has been clearly demonstrated. The young man is an ignorant and free-spirited second-generation ancestor, and he must be letting the beard vent his anger.
The bearded man comforted him for a long time, and then the young man gradually calmed down a little, and walked out of Taihe Residence with a stern face.
Those who were standing at the door looking in to watch the excitement took a detour or even turned away, fearing that the young people would see their faces.
"You, an outsider, are in big trouble!"
The bearded man said sharply.
When he lost his temper, Dawei spoke much more accurately.
It would be better if his voice could be lowered so that Zhao Rang's ears wouldn't buzz.
"This is the youngest son of the northwest market boss. If you offend him, don't even think about leaving here alive before sunset tonight!"
Zhao Rang wanted to tell him to go away, but he changed his mind and said:
"I am a good friend of Aziz, the Lord of the Black Street, and a good friend of Hediya, the Lord of the Sunset Racecourse. You have offended me. Don't even think about leaving here alive before sunset tonight!"
Zhao Rang changed the name of the bearded person, but kept the rest of his words unchanged.
Everyone in Taiheju was talking about it, including the people waiting outside to pick up the job.
People who can speak powerfully are always busy translating for those around them.
People who have been around the northwest market for a long time will naturally know the identity of beards and young people. But obviously Zhao Rang's background is greater, and this time it is a sword versus a sword.
If there was only one black street, Northwest Market would not be a problem. After all, staring at the golden sign appointed by the founder of Shanye Kingdom, even if the strength is not enough, there is still room for detours.
But once Haidiya is involved, things will not be so easy to handle... The life of the current leader of the country was saved by someone recommended by Haidiya, not to mention that that person has now become the leader of the country under one person. division!
How many years ago was the founding of the country? As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and it will be the same wherever he is placed.
Putting these aside, Haidiya himself said that his strength should not be underestimated.
But what everyone is surprised about is that these two people have obviously been at odds for more than 20 years. How can anyone be friends with them at the same time?
It's either true or it's a boast.
Seeing how confident Zhao Rang was, even the most beloved son of the boss of the northwest market dared to pour milk tea on him, so he probably wasn't bragging.
Because the one who can become friends with two people at the same time will definitely not be borrowing his name, but because he is really capable!
Sure enough, when the bearded man heard what Zhao Rang said, he suddenly became mute.
After the expression on his face changed many times, he leaned forward and lowered his voice and said:
"Outsiders, if you leave now, I guarantee..."
Zhao Rang immediately interrupted and said:
"Whether we leave or not depends on whether it gets done. If it doesn't get done, we won't leave until dark!"
Yuan Mingkong also added with embarrassment:
"If we don't get it done today, we'll come back tomorrow! If we can't get it done every day, we'll come back every day!"
A gurgling sound came from the bearded man's mouth. He must have had his back molars almost broken.
