"There's no need for you to worry about ***!" Chen Qi stood up from the bench and rolled up his sleeves: "Let me do you a favor and poke a few holes in the skin on your body. This way you don’t have to hang meat on your chest to deceive others.”
The two yelled at each other and were about to start a fight, but were pulled away by others. At this time, An Wuniang and her Tuyuhun female slave brought two large basins full of steaming chowder balls and placed them on the table. The two largest groups of diners gathered in the hotel immediately rushed towards the basin.
The noise stopped immediately. Those lucky ones who got the food first immediately swallowed the chowder balls with great energy. Even the beggar had to admit that An Wuniang's cooking skills were indeed very good. At that time, the guests at several nearby tables were talking about the news in front of them - about the polo match that had just been held in Miyagi City. Naturally, they were not qualified to go to the palace to see it with their own eyes, but this did not prevent them from taking the opportunity to gamble and loudly describe the imaginary grand occasion, which amazed the others among them. Everyone praised them in unison, praising the riding skills and courage of the North Gate Guards and the Six Knights of the East Palace to the sky.
An Wuniang hurriedly walked back and forth, delivering the enema to every table. Fang Xiangsi's hotel gradually became silent.
The first person to break the silence was the scarred veteran.
"I followed the late emperor and participated in the battles of Baibi and Qianshuiyuan!" he said loudly. "Yes, many holes were made in my body, and then they healed up, but I managed to keep this skin. Let's put it this way, if the late emperor was still alive, he would definitely treat those good men galloping on the court. Those who stay with me, hey, these are the ones that will be planted!"
"Yes! But it's really unbelievable that those Wu'er and Shandong people led by Dong Gong Liu can tie with the North Gate knights!" shouted a beautiful young man. He had tattoos from his cheeks to his neck, and one leg Stepping on the bench, holding a short sword in his arms, and hanging a small crossbow on his waist, his face was full of rebelliousness, and he was dressed like a bad boy. From his words and conversation, he obviously had a crush on the Togiya Six, who were composed of Kanto Joban soldiers. The North Gate Forbidden Army, which was mainly composed of locals from Chang'an, was somewhat dissatisfied that the rate could be tied.
"Ah, Xiao Yi, don't you know? His Majesty the East Palace has promised a huge reward!" A foot-shattering man at the next table said with a smile. "I have heard that this time, the knights and princes in the East Palace will each be rewarded with fifty pieces of silk and hundreds of coins!"
"What, twenty pieces of silk and a hundred coins? Such a huge reward?" The evil young man sighed: "Those guys are really lucky. It would be great if I could also serve His Majesty the East Palace!"
"What do these mean?" A man sitting at the table by the fire raised his head: "These are not the people who are rewarded the most under the East Palace!"
"Who is it? How much was the reward?"
"He is from Shandong. He has a hundred pieces of silk, a hundred taels of gold, and a mansion in Anxingfang!" The man paused for a moment: "In addition, there is also a military master from the East Palace who will serve under the East Palace. ! But the Shandong man refused,"
The room suddenly became quiet. One hundred bolts of silk and one hundred taels of gold were good, but they were nothing compared to the mansion in Anxingfang, and the former two together were not as good as being able to serve His Highness the Crown Prince and teach the art of war. Okay, is there anyone in the world who would refuse this?
"You made this all up, right?" The evil boy's voice broke the silence: "He doesn't want a hundred bolts of silk, a hundred taels of gold, the mansion in Anxingfang, or the art of war instruction in the East Palace. Tell me about that person. Who is it? Let me find someone to ask."
"I am a regular customer here, and I will come here in a few days. @*~~The owner of the house is the butcher king of the West Market, and he has to deliver meat to the palace every day! These are what the palace people told me. You will know in a few days whether it is true or not! If it is true, just come to me!"
The evil young man looked at the man, and he felt that his face was somewhat familiar. Obviously he should have seen it before, so he believed it in his heart and sighed: "It would be great if those hundred taels of gold were mine. I can use these." Gold can do so many things!"
"Hahahaha!" The beggar on the side laughed: "Isn't there someone like this here? Xiao Yi, whoever has so much gold will enjoy it!"
"It's easy to squander money, but not everyone uses money to do big things." The evil boy sneered.
"What's wrong? It's just wine, meat and women!" The beggar smiled and said: "What other tricks can you do?"
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"Spill? Meat? Women?" The evil boy sneered: "Forget it, I, Wu Xiaoyi, am stupid for saying this to a dog-like thing like you!"
The beggar was furious when he heard this and jumped up: "Wu Xiaoyi, you have been digging graves and minting coins all day long. You have violated the law. Sooner or later, you will be arrested by the government and beheaded in public!"
The evil boy's face changed slightly and he sneered: "So what, it's a hundred times better than your dignified seven-foot man begging for food in the market." After saying that, he pulled out his short knife and walked up to the beggar. Just when everyone thought he was going to When killing the beggar, Wu Xiaoyi clamped the tip of the knife between his two fingers and handed the handle over: "I just insulted you? Hu Jiu, if you are a real man, use this knife to kill me!"
The beggar stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the knife. The evil boy let go of his right hand, lifted his hair to expose his neck, and sneered: "If you have the guts, just chop here!"
The beggar looked at the steel knife in his hand, and then at the evil boy's tattooed neck. His expression changed drastically, and his body was shaking violently, but he did not dare to cut.
"What you didn't sow!" The evil boy sneered, and took the knife back with his hands: "I have something to do tonight, and I don't want to dirty my hands by killing people, so get out of here!"
The beggar's face turned green and red, and he felt that the glances coming from all directions were like arrows. He stamped his feet suddenly and rushed out of the door with a roar. Everyone in the store burst into laughter. Wu Xiaoyi sneered and returned to his table to eat and drink.
"Hu Jiu, the man who killed a thousand swords, ran away without paying the bill!" An Wuniang ran over, stamped her feet and cursed.
"It's okay, Wu Niang, I'll pay this guy's bill!" The evil boy took out a handful of meat from his arms, slapped it on the table, and said in a low voice: "Take these Wu Niang, I will have another one later. My friend is coming, please make arrangements for me inside and don’t let anyone disturb you!”
"Easy to say, easy to say!" An Wuniang was overjoyed when she heard this and hurriedly accepted the money: "Xiao Yi, I know that you are not an ordinary person in this way. @*~~Don't worry, I will take care of everything. In the cellar There are also two cans of good wine, which were put down in the 17th year of Zhenguan, do you want to open one?"
"Next time, we have something to discuss, just bring some physalis!" the evil boy said. .
