A short period of time passed after that, but Zhang Daye's life did not change much.
I exercised, drew draws, and opened a shop every day, and received a lot of tables, chairs, and benches from Tom's family, and pots and pans from Emiya's family.
Now he can hold a sword in a decent manner. He has learned through actual combat (being beaten) and has made significant progress.
Since the price increase in the tavern, the number of guests has not decreased much, and the eight wine tables are still always occupied as before.
Although the sales of wine dropped slightly, the money earned was more.
In the past few days, people occasionally came to ask Tom's price, but Zhang Daye rejected them one by one.
Some, like the Biznis, politely said nothing more.
Of course, some people dropped their cups on the spot, and when they were about to say harsh words, they were beaten up by Zhang Daye.
That's right, Zhang Daye did it. The beatings he received for so many days were not in vain. It's not a big problem to deal with one or two gangsters.
During the sparring process with Artoria, Zhang Da also found that his adaptability had improved a lot. When encountering an enemy attack, he could calmly think about how to attack and counterattack.
Especially when using plug-ins, his fighting style suddenly became abnormal.
For example, if an enemy punches him, Zhang Da can quickly take out a pan from his inventory and hold it in front of his face. He can take advantage of the enemy's hand pain to slap the pan on the opponent's face.
Another example is now:
"Hey, kid, let alone the few glasses of bad wine you drank, I never asked the price when I ate at restaurants in illegal areas!" A fat man said viciously, reaching out to give Zhang Daye a big-eared melon seed.
What answered him was a folding stool, which hit his fat face hard. The force hit him so hard that he screamed and fell to the ground.
The fat man cursed and tried to get up, but Zhang Da also jumped out from behind the bar, stepped on his belly, raised the stool and smashed it:
"Bad wine, right?"
"You're not asking about the price, are you?"
"You want to hit me, right?"
He continued to hit him more than a dozen times, until he didn't dare to speak back or resist.
I have to say that people in this world are really physically strong. After such a meal, I only had a few bruises on my face, a big swelling on my head, two lines of nosebleeds, and not even a single tooth was lost.
Moreover, Tom’s folding stool is of very good quality and is very easy to use.
Zhang Daye was not worried about scaring the other guests at all, because the group of people were enjoying watching the fun. Not to mention that they were all laughing while drinking, and their fights were much more vicious than Zhang Daye's. There were quite a few of them. Some people have faced pirates directly, such as the tavern owner beating up the guests who were eating the King's meal. It was a small scene that was just right for drinking.
"Are you rich or not?" Zhang Da also felt that he must look like a villain when he steps on people to ask for money.
"Yes, yes!" The fat man thought that he was a reasonable person, and now the little boss was willing to reason with him. He hurriedly took out his wallet.
"So why do you guys always want to eat and drink for free even though you are rich?" Zhang Da also counted out a few bills, and those who caused trouble would be beaten three times as much to earn some extra money.
After collecting the banknotes, Zhang Da also picked up the folding stool again and prepared to put it away. This thing was so useful that he didn't want to throw it away.
However, because the fat man heard his question, he obviously misunderstood his actions and thought he was going to fight. He quickly covered his head: "I said it! I said it all!"
Zhang Da was also startled. Is there any unexpected gain?
He put down the folding stool, helped the fat man up, helped him straighten his collar, patted the dirt on his body, and said with a kind smile: "Come on, speak slowly, don't be in a hurry, do you want something to drink?"
"No, no, no!" The fat man was frightened. This smile was even scarier than when he was beaten!
"Actually, I just took other people's money to come here to cause trouble." The fat man glanced at the folding stool next to him and told all the causes and consequences.
"That day I was picking watermelons at the fruit stall, and suddenly a man asked me to follow him and said he wanted to discuss business with me. He was about this tall, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, covering his face tightly. At first glance, he looked like He is not a good person, so I followed him..."
"Wait a minute... Why are you following him if he's not a good person at first sight?" Zhang Da also didn't understand the cause and effect relationship for a while.
The fat man was a little embarrassed, with a blush on his face: "Brother, look at what you said, I'm not a good person..."
Your face is so red! But that's right, just because the person who is looking for him is not a good person, it is only beneficial to him: "Go on."
"Then he gave me a sum of money and asked me to come here to make trouble. He said that this pub had robbed his business, and he asked me to make more trouble."
Is there so much hatred between colleagues? Zhang Daye continued to ask: "Aren't you afraid of provoking ruthless people?"
The fat man sneered: "I asked around, little brother, you haven't been here long, you only know a few boatmen and have no influence, and... and he gave too much..."
"Oh~ I gave you too much~" Zhang Daye's smile became more kind, "Then do you know who he is?"
"I can't tell. It should be some big bars or restaurants on the nearby islands. Ordinary small restaurants can't bear to spend so much money to find a little gangster like me."
"Very good, I forgive you." Seeing the joy on the fat man's face, Zhang Daye shouted, "Tom, it's time to work!"
Tom swooped over, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, saluted Zhang Daye, dragged the fat man to the door by his collar, and kicked him away in the expectant eyes of the tavern guests.
The waist door of the tavern opened and closed, and the fat man's screams could be heard outside, while the clinking of glasses by the guests could be heard inside.
Tom took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, then handed the stack of banknotes he just took out to Zhang Daye.
"Hey, you are really willing to spend money." Zhang Da also smiled happily, touched Tom's head and shouted to the guests, "I made some extra money today, and I will give everyone a 9.99% off!"
"Xu..." The guests praised Zhang Daye for his generosity.
Regardless of the drunkards, Zhang Da also returned behind the bar: "I thought he was plotting something against Tom, but I didn't expect it was malicious competition among colleagues. But with the size of our tavern here, it shouldn't be to this extent, right?" ?”
Artoria asked: "If it's peer competition, will there be many such things in the future?"
Zhang Da also thought for a while: "Well... I feel that even if there is no competition among peers, there will be many troublemakers. There is no need to be afraid, it is just annoying."
Zhang Da also touched the wad of banknotes in his pocket, as if... not very annoyed?
"Anyway, let's have extra dinner tonight!"
Not only can he get extra meals, but as long as five or six more people like this come, he can pay off his debt to old Bob.
Come on, fellow taverns!
