Zhengyang Tower.
The flow of people coming and going is very prosperous.
The appearance here is much more luxurious than the original Taihe Restaurant, and the food and wine are naturally not cheap.
Thinking that he really regarded Zhao Bao, the third master of Jigong Mountain, as an honored guest, Qiu Yulin led a few people directly to the second floor and ordered seven or eight large dishes and a jar of green bamboo leaves.
Jianghu men are not so particular. After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, they start to speak pornographically.
Tian Qianli found an opportunity, stepped forward respectfully, offered Zhao Bao two glasses of wine, and received a look of appreciation from Qiu Yulin. Immediately, as if he had completed the most difficult task in his life, he smiled so wide that his back molars could be seen.
He returned to his seat with a smile, looked strangely at Zhang Kun, who was so quiet that he had no sense of presence at all, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you toast? It's a rare opportunity. If you show something, your future will be smoother."
Do I know you well?
Zhang Kun was simply speechless.
In line with your vision of a broad future, do you treat a cold-blooded bandit as a noble person?
Summer insects cannot speak of ice.
"Then congratulate Brother Tian in advance."
Zhang Kun chuckled and said no more.
At this time, a sigh was heard from the table next to him, and a woman complained softly.
"Qiu Niang, I can't delay you. I'll be like this all my life. I will end up in poverty. I don't care if I don't read this book..."
A scholar's brows were full of depression, and the only thing he was sighing about was drinking.
Judging from the despair on his face, he probably had the idea of committing suicide because of his failure in the imperial examination.
"Anlang, I believe that one day your fortune will turn around, and a temporary setback is nothing. Even if you are in poverty all your life, I will not change my mind again. So what if I follow you and eat chaffy vegetables?"
The woman was wearing a sarong, but her face was pretty. It was obvious that she must have lived a good life in the past.
However, the current situation is obviously not good.
If you put it in a play and change the scene, it would probably be a popular, poignant and touching love story.
Maybe there will be poets who will become poetic about this incident and write famous articles to be passed down to future generations.
The diners around heard the two talking and looked at the scholar with envy and jealousy.
The situation is like this, and there is still a beauty following him wholeheartedly. I don’t know how much incense the scholar burned and how many Bodhisattvas he worshiped in his previous life...
Zhao Bao, the third master who sat at the same table with Zhang Kun, also lost interest in eloquent words at this time. He just looked at the woman with salivation. In his eyes, the scholar did not exist.
Zhang Kun was feeling something bad in his heart, when there was a muffled "bang" sound, the cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks in front of him shook, but it was Zhao Bao who slapped the table with his palm.
"Okay, I like this girl's temperament. You, and you, drag that woman over... What good is a poor scholar? Believe it or not, within two days, I will make this woman understand that there is nothing good about oily hair and noodles. It’s really interesting to see a man like me.”
Zhao Bao's fingers were pointed at Zhang Kun and Tian Qianli.
It turns out that if you work as a waiter and accompany guests, you will really be treated like a loser.
Zhang Kun put down his bowl and chopsticks and felt that the food was no longer tasty.
Without even moving his body, he immediately dismissed Zhao Bao's crazy drunken words as bullshit.
Tian Qianli was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat struggling look on his face. He glanced at Qiu Yulin, and finally stood up, ready to actually pull the woman over.
Zhang Kun shook his head and almost cried because Tian Qianli looked at him coldly and shouted: "Sit down, you can do whatever he says. He tells you to eat shit, will you eat it too?"
Tian Qianli felt a little weak when Zhang Kun glared at her. A hand on his shoulder was as heavy as a mountain, forcing him to sit down on the chair, unable to move.
"What do you mean? Are you here to cause trouble?"
Zhao Bao was furious and showed his ferocity. He drank so much that he completely lost all scruples.
"It's boring."
Zhang Kunhun didn't care, brushed his sleeves, and stood up, "Third Master, you may have forgotten, where is this place? It's not your bandit's den."
People of different ways don't work together, so there's really no need to consign yourself to hanging out with these bugs.
I joined the Yuanshun Escort Agency because of Da Dao Wang Wu's good reputation and because I admired his martial arts and courage.
Of course, wanting to learn boxing is the main reason.
However, who doesn’t want to make some friends with higher moral standards in the process of achieving their goals.
It's so boring to have intrigues every day.
Zhang Kun thought about it, Wuwu's reputation was so resounding and upright, and even if all of his bodyguards were not upright and upright, they wouldn't be too far off.
But he didn't expect that under the glorious reputation, there were so many evil things secretly hidden.
It's a pity that I didn't learn the matching Liuhe knife technique.
Once you learn Liuhe Boxing, you can do it.
I don’t want to leave you here, I have my own place to stay.
At this moment, Zhang Kun felt the intention to leave.
"Why are you talking? If you don't apologize to the third master, I will punish myself with three cups of wine." Qiu Yulin stood up suddenly and shouted with his halberd pointed.
Zhang Kun turned a deaf ear to this, as if he hadn't heard anything. He walked straight to the scholar's table and sighed: "You all can't see the danger. You are so naive... Are you still waiting for trouble to leave?"
Qiuniang reacted quickly and bowed quickly, "Thank you sir."
After thanking him, he quickly grabbed the scholar's arm, paid for the meal, and left in a hurry.
"Okay, okay, it turns out you really don't want to do it anymore. Go away and walk slower. You will inevitably be held accountable for ruining the escort route and putting your friends at a disadvantage. You can't afford it."
"Can you afford it? It's not your turn, Master Qiu, to say anything? However, there is one thing I really don't want to say."
Zhang Kun: "Master Qiu, you have been supporting bandits and bandits all these years and treating them like grandparents. Isn't your life too oppressive?"
"The ignorant are fearless, Zhang Kun, I will teach you once and tell you a truth, never offend someone you can't afford to offend."
As he spoke, he reached out and touched the short Emei thorn beside him.
Zhao Bao also secretly accumulated strength.
The situation is on the verge of breaking out.
"Hey, Master Qiu, you are lecturing your subordinates again. Don't make trouble. It will not be good if it disturbs the elegance of the nobles."
No one was seen at the stairs, but voices were heard first.
When Qiu Yulin heard this, his expression changed and he winked at Zhao Bao. A smile appeared on his face in an instant. He turned sideways and cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that it's Chen Captou who's in front of you. With you, a great expert here, where can I be?" Dare you make trouble in Zhengyang Tower?"
There are no other arrests. This one's name is Chen Fengming. He was born under Sun Mingrun, the head escort of the Huiyou Escort Bureau, and he also gained access to the inner court.
Although the position of head catcher is not a high one, this person is very good at getting things done, has a wide network of contacts, and has an unlimited future.
What's more, this guy is very capable and extremely tough.
Very difficult to mess with.
Although he was complimenting on the surface, Qiu Yulin could no longer suppress the sourness in his heart.
Look, an escort who came from the Huiyou Escort Agency can be so successful, but in the Yuanshun Escort Agency, he can only support the stinky feet of bandits and gangsters, just hoping that future tasks can be easier.
That's money in vain.
If not, who would really like to be ingratiating themselves with others and stay humble?
It’s true that people with the same fate have different fates.
Seeing the police officer from the patrol camp appearing, Zhao Bao was not thoughtless at all, and his drunkenness dissipated a bit, so he remained silent.
Zhang Kun watched several people chatting with each other and knew that nothing would happen to him. Before leaving, he turned around and took a look, and saw Tian Qianli looking over with pity in his eyes.
You have pity that my future is ruined.
I pity you for your lack of backbone.
Zhang Kun chuckled and stepped out of the restaurant.
