The young guy would insist on wanting to leave without paying. But how can there be such an easy thing in the world, no matter how you are a person who has lived for dozens of years, can you still be bullied by this young descendant. He had to hold on, and he had to force the young man to spit out the pennies anyway.

Besides, the old man who sells wontons is justified in his heart. After all, this young brother ate one of his wontons, so he should pay this five-penny wonton money.

He is the reasonable party, so even if he can see that the young man is angry again, this old man is not worried at all, and continues to cry there and want to make a big deal and let others judge him, this young man is not unreasonable, he should be asked to pay quickly, maybe under the oppression of others, this young man will eventually have to apologize to my old man.

In this way, the old man who sold wontons was of course not to be outdone, and at this time he had continued to cry there, "Why am I scolding? What kind of sentence did I scold? I am a serious businessman." It's a small business, but I can't afford to lose it, and every bowl of wontons is made by me seriously. Just charge five cents, and I'll make a lot of hard money. But that's it, there are still people who eat wontons and don't give money, it's not my old man's life. ”

Listening to the cry of the old man who sold wontons, although the young brother's heart was full of anger, he was not able to vent it for a while. After all, this old man cried so pitifully, if it was the past, of course he would have paid for the wonton money a long time ago, how could he be reluctant to pay for the five cents?

In fact, if he is happy to eat, he will take out fifty taels to reward the chef, and it will be done. However, today just caught up with him, this embarrassing time for him. He didn't have a penny on him, so he couldn't give it even if he wanted to.

On one side, the old man who sells wontons, keeps crying and forcing himself to ask for money, and on the other hand, he is actually empty-handed and has nothing. Under the interweaving of these two anxious emotions, the young young student's eyes moved, and he shouted angrily: "Didn't I eat your wontons? Isn't it in your hands? Why are you asking me for money?" ”

He was also forced to be in a hurry. Now, fortunately, it is after dinner, and there is no one around, but if the old man who sells wontons continues to cry, who knows how many people will be attracted to watch the excitement. If then, wouldn't his face be thrown to the ground and trampled on? Since he was born, he has never been bullied like this.

Rather than losing face at that time, it is better to be more arrogant at this time and pass this pass. Wait until he meets Xiao Tao and gets the money, it's a big deal that he will come back and make up for it, and this old man who sells wontons is it. Now it's more important to get out by yourself, as soon as you think of this, the young brother who has made up his mind immediately opens his mouth to find a loophole in the language, so that he can get out and leave quickly.

Hearing the young brother suddenly respond in a loud voice, the old man who sold wontons and Gong Yu were both stunned. They never thought that the young man who was blushing and panting just now would suddenly shout such a sentence.

For this young brother to shout angrily, Gong Yu expressed helplessness. Why can't he understand how this young man can talk nonsense with his eyes open? He has been watching from the sidelines, and he can see clearly that this young man has eaten a chaotic thing, although he later pushed the bowl with five wontons to the old man who sold wontons, but this does not mean that he has never eaten other people's wontons.

You must know that he just disliked other people's wontons and was unpalatable, does he have a special function, and if he doesn't eat a wonton, he knows that other people's wontons are not delicious. Thinking of this, Gong Yu wanted to laugh a little, this young offspring didn't know what idea he had to fight, how could he say such a faint word.

If Gong Yu just thought it was funny after listening to the words shouted by the young brother, the old man chuckled in his heart. When he heard the young man's shout, he immediately realized that the young man in front of him was probably trying to cheat.

The old man hurriedly looked left and right, and immediately noticed Gong Yu, who had been sitting at the table. At this time, the old man who sold wontons was a little more settled. After all, there is such a person, who has been watching can testify, he has a plan in his heart, and hurriedly raised the bowl of wontons in his hand, and said loudly to the young descendant.

"Why haven't you eaten it? My bowl of wontons is six per bowl. The picture is the six six Shun, such an auspicious meaning. Now there are only five left in this bowl, which means that you did eat one of my wontons, since you have eaten one of my wontons, let alone one or six, anyway, this bowl of wontons is yours, and you have to pay. ”

The young brother didn't pay attention to whether there were five or six wontons in that bowl of wontons. But he knew very well that he had indeed eaten a wonton just now. Although it was a meal, it was better to say that after tasting it, he vomited on the table. Such unpalatable wontons, he can be regarded as having seen them in his life.

So for the old man who said that there were only five wontons left in his bowl, and he ate one, the young brother did not doubt it. But he still continued to use his brain, thinking of cunning methods, and now, he was single-minded, wanting to get rid of the obstruction of the old man selling wontons in front of him.

"Of course I didn't eat it. You see you have five in the bowl, and there's one on the table, and together, you said six wontons. I haven't eaten a single one, you can count it yourself. ”

Hearing this young man's words so forcefully, Gong Yu couldn't help but raise his brows, he turned his head to look at the table next to him, indeed, on the table, there was a white wonton, lying there abruptly.

Looking at it from Gong Yu's angle, you can also see a neat row of tooth marks on the wonton. It seems that this young man really can't stand this unpalatable ravioli, so he only takes a bite, and probably spits it out when he tastes it.

But Gong Yu disagreed, and shook his head in his heart, although this young brother said that he didn't eat the wonton, but he vomited it on the table, is it like this, the wonton can still be regarded as intact?

The young man was obviously cunning, Gong Yu frowned slightly, and he looked at the young man disapprovingly again.