Long Xi sneered: "I didn't expect you guy, acting so well."

The striker seemed to be confused, looking left and right and said, "Young Master, I really don't know what I did wrong."

Long Xi looked at it, and he was also a little strange, so he made it clear: "I'll ask you again, did you ask your subordinates to buy wine for you."

The striker gave Sun Datong a somewhat fierce gaze, "Datong, okay, you, you can sue me for such a trivial matter."

Sun Datong immediately trembled like a mouse being targeted by a cat, "The striker is big, and the small one is also unintentional."

Long Xi kicked the striker who was kneeling on the ground with his foot, and interrogated: "I have nothing to say now, I dare to threaten my subordinates in front of me, I think you are impatient."

The striker buried his head lower, his face was full of grievance and fear, "Young Master Longxi, the little one knows that he is wrong, and the little one shouldn't let his subordinates buy wine for me."

Long Xi said: "It's just a matter of buying wine, it's good for you to dare to blatantly subtext your subordinates, you are so bold."

The striker's body was suddenly stunned, then he raised his head suddenly, blinked and said: "What an unspoken rule, I just asked him to buy wine, and I really didn't do anything else."

Long Xi was angry, and reprimanded: "You are really thick-skinned, and you dare to hide it at this time, let me ask you, did you give Sun Datong three money."

The striker could only nod honestly and say, "This is the truth."

Long Xi said again: "Since you give people three cents, you should buy three cents of wine, you are really bullish, you gave Sun Datong three cents but let people buy eight cents of wine, do you say you are too much."

The striker kept kowtowing, and his voice was hoarse in a hurry, "Young Master Longxi, there is absolutely no such thing, I gave him three pennies just right, and I never deliberately squeezed my subordinates."

Seeing that he didn't drop the coffin and didn't cry, Long Xi said bluntly: "You still dare to quibble, let me ask you what kind of wine you can buy with three pennies, and whether you can buy a drunken bonus or a second pot head."

Without hesitation, the striker replied: "Sanwen can buy both two pot heads and drunken bonuses."

"What?" , Long Xi looked at him for a few seconds.

The striker continued: "Erguotou is not delicious and only costs a penny, while Zuihuahong is brewed with pure glutinous rice and has a long taste, so it has always been at a high price, but it is only three pennies."

Long Xi took a breath, feeling that this matter was not so simple, and said in a changed tone: "You mean that the drunken bonus sells three cents instead of eight cents?" “

The striker raised his head and widened his eyes, "Young Master, I didn't lie to you, the drunken bonus has always been three cents, when did it rise to eight cents."

Long Xi turned his head to look at Sun Datong, only to see that Sun Datong's face was as hard as a stone, obviously not like he was panicking.

"Sun Datong, you said, what happened to you buying wine yesterday, did you get drunk and ask for eight cents?"

Sun Datong knelt on the ground with a plop, "There is absolutely no half-lying sentence from what the subordinates say, and the drunken bonus does cost eight cents."

Long Xi looked at the forward one from Sun Datong's face, and said with a lazy smile: "You said three wen and a pot of wine, but you said eight wen and a pot of wine, it is too easy to tell which of the two of you tells the truth and who tells lies."

He beckoned into the dark void, and a black dot suddenly fell to the ground.

"What does the young master command?"

Long Xi looked at him and said, "I woke you up in the middle of the night to let you judge them clearly."

The man in black turned his head to look at Sun Datong and the striker, and said hesitantly: "This one is the striker of the dragon protection clan, and he is also a small coach, and the other small one has never seen it."

Seeing his honesty, Long Xi smiled and said, "You don't need to know who they are, and you don't have to worry about their identity, I only ask you how much silver you get drunk."

The man in black hesitated, straightened up and said, "What did Young Master Longxi say about a kind of bar?" ”。

Long Xi said: "Yes, it is this kind of wine that they have to judge for now."

The man in black nodded, "The little one actually drinks a lot, but a lot of alcohol has been gone since yesterday."

Long Xi was surprised: "No? ”

"Yes, young master, I don't know why the small ones are sold out, except for the cheap two-pot heads, almost all of them that can be called are sold out."

"Sold out?"

The man in black continued: "Drunken Huahong used to sell for three cents, but now, if there is any more, I'm afraid it will rise to ten cents."

Long Xi sighed slowly, with a solemn expression on his face, "The price has risen, this is strange."

He looked at the striker who was kneeling on the ground and Sun Dadao, who looked aggrieved: "You guys are right, I blame you wrong, the striker will go to the street early tomorrow morning to inspect what else has gone up in price."

The striker immediately tensed up and turned his head to look at Sun Dadao: "Shaolong is right, we are all right, someone must be making a ghost, young master, someone must be manipulating prices behind the scenes."

The man in black agreed, and said: "It's really as Lord Qianfeng said, it's really terrible, it has risen from three to ten wen, and it is still out of stock, if it is not only wine, but other things such as rice and flour are also like this, then there will be turmoil in Dragon City."

A cold glint flashed in Long Xi's eyes, "If that's the case, let alone the world's martial arts, we can't do anything."

The striker's face was heavy, and he arched his hand to Long Xiyi and said, "Young Master, the little one will go and investigate it now."

Long Xi said: "Wait for tomorrow, what are you going to do in the middle of the night, so as not to arouse suspicion."

The man in black said: "What the young master said is extremely true, and the enemy just wants to take the opportunity to disturb us."

The striker paused, turned back and said: "But this matter can be big or small, we must be fully prepared, and we can only fight it as a war as a last resort."

If it is a war, it will definitely use a little forceful means, either to kill your people, or to punish your heart.

Sometimes a war without bloodshed is more terrible, and it pushes the panic in the human heart to the top.

Long Xi nodded, and then ordered them all to go back and rest, there might be something busy early tomorrow morning.

Tonight, the night was so dark that there was not even half a star, not even a glimmer of light.

Long Xi sat alone on the stone pier in the gazebo and thought a lot......

Martial arts is not only the jungle of martial arts, but also the rivers and lakes of people.

Not everything can be done by force, and he never thought that it would be so difficult to hold a seemingly insignificant world martial arts.

It has involved all aspects of the so-called human activities, and who can leave clothing, food, shelter and transportation in a person's life are the most basic conditions for a person to move towards vigor.

If you can't get these most basic conditions, don't think about opening the world.

After all, no one wants to run to the field with a bare butt and hungry.

There are some things that can only be done as an interesting pastime if one fully protects oneself, otherwise it will only add to the embarrassment.

Many seemingly noble and noble acts, once done hungry, do not even have a little beauty.

Some things get harder the more you think about them, and the more you think about them, the more scary they become.

Long Xi simply stopped thinking about these messes, kicked on the stone pier with his legs crossed, leaned on the edge of the pavilion with half of his body on his back, and slowly closed his eyes, "Tomorrow, it will come if it wants."

Tomorrow sometimes comes late, and sometimes it comes quickly.

As soon as I opened my eyes, it was already dawn.

Long Xi slowly raised his eyelids, a bright color in the east was particularly dazzling, he patted a few leaves that fell on his body, and exhaled a long breath, the air in spring and the body temperature of people get along the most.

Long Xi felt full of energy, stretched his waist, and grinned at Chaoyang.

"Young master, let's have a cup of tea."

Long Xi turned around to look, and it turned out that Sun Datong brought a cup of tea and handed it over.

"You didn't sleep? …… Oh, by the way, you're on duty at night", Long Xi took the tea, sniffed it lightly near the tip of his nose, "Biluochun? ”

Sun Datong squeezed his eyes and smiled happily: "My subordinates know that the young master is used to drinking Biluochun, so he ......."

Long Xi walked down from the pavilion, "You are very good, you are careful in your work, by the way, you can go back and rest, let the day shift come over, and ...... What about the striker, call him".

(End of chapter)