Small town, a small hotel. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the only hotel in the town, it is already noon, usually there are many guests at this time, but today there is a table of guests, to be exact, there are only two guests here.

There are not many guests today, but the owner of the hotel and the shopkeeper did not look depressed, but could not say surprised or even frightened, their eyes seemed to see a large group of demons and monsters at this moment.

But in fact, there were no demons and strange things, there were only two guests in the hotel, one of them was dressed in a thick sackcloth robe, with a yellow and thin face, as if he had a serious illness and had not yet recovered, and the other was a young man in a bright red robe with a happy smile on his face, which looked like a groom's officer.

The two sat at a table, and the big man with a yellow face and thin muscles rarely spoke, and kept putting things in his mouth.

It's about loading things, not eating.

Whatever the man puts in his mouth, it's gone. Whatever passed through his mouth would disappear in less than a second.

The sick man had been eating for nearly an hour now, and for an hour the sick man kept eating, as if he would never be able to eat.

The shopkeeper and the shopkeeper were stunned precisely because of this sick man who did not look good-looking, but his appetite was at least twenty times better than that of many strong men.

In an hour, most of the food in this small hotel had been packed into the sick man's stomach, but the sick man's stomach didn't seem to have any satisfaction, and he still kept eating and pretending.

The young man in the big red robe did not eat, but sat quietly in front of the sick man, watching the sick man eat and drink, and it seemed that it was a very pleasant time for the young man to watch people eat.

The young man in the red robe only occasionally drank wine, occasionally talked to the sick man, and of course looked at the scenery outside the hotel from time to time.

The sick man ate half a roast chicken again, and the speed of eating slowed down a little, but he was not full. But he finally had the strength to look up at this generous friend.

The sick man never knew what politeness was, and there were few people in the rivers and lakes who could make him polite, so he said, "How much silver I ate in total." ”

The red-robed young man glanced at the bones on the table and estimated: "I finally understand why some people say that if a person like you has no ability, he will definitely starve to death, just now it was only an hour, and you have already eaten at least fifty or sixty taels of silver." ”

The sick man smiled coldly and said, "How many taels of silver do you think I can eat?" ”

The red-robed young man shook his head: "I originally thought that you could eat a maximum of one hundred taels of silver, but now it seems that eating two hundred taels of silver is not enough, but fortunately I know that no matter how many taels of silver you eat, it is not me." ”

The sick man laughed, his laughter became colder, he waved his hand, beckoned the shopkeeper who was trembling all over, and asked, "How many drinks and dishes are left in your store?" ”

This kind of thing is naturally not clear to the shopkeeper, so he turned around and asked the shopkeeper.

Although the shopkeeper was a little old, he had good ears and immediately stretched out two fingers.

The shopkeeper said: "Twenty taels." ”

The sick man pushed the shop away, Xiao Er sneered and looked at the red-robed young man who was still unhurried, and said, "Did you hear his words?" ”

The red-robed young man smiled and nodded: "I'm not deaf, how can I not hear?" ”

A fierce look flashed in the sick man's eyes, and he sneered: "But you still think that I have paid today's account?" ”

The red-robed young man smiled calmly, and said lightly: "Even if there are only ten taels of silver for the wine and food, you can pay for it, because it is estimated that Hu Jinsleeve is almost there." ”

The sick man waved his hand to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper immediately went to serve the food again, and there was no food on the table at this time.

The sick man sneered and looked at the red-robed youth, "Do you think Hu Jinsleeve will definitely come?" ”

"Yes, she will come." The red-robed young man was still very calm and calm.

The sick man snorted coldly: "Because the Central Plains is a little red?" ”

The red-robed young man shook his head, and he said lightly: "Even if the person who saw Hu Jinsleeve in the past was not a little red in the Central Plains, but a casual person, she would definitely come." ”

The sick man looked at the red-robed young man with a confident face, and he began to doubt himself a little.

He was silent, staring at the red-robed young man for a long time before he said, "Are you called Chen Feng?" ”

Chen Feng nodded: "Yes, my name is Chen Feng." ”

"I remember that Hu Jinchong doesn't seem to have a friend like you, and it should be said that he doesn't have any friends at all except for the bald man of Bu Ying."

Chen Feng also nodded, and he said lightly: "I'm naturally not his friend, and even if Bu Ying casually sends someone to see Hu Jinsleeve, Hu Jinsleeve may not come back." ”

The sick man knew Hu Jinsleeve, so he understood that the result was as Chen Feng expected.

The sick man looked at Chen Feng curiously, he had been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, and he could naturally see that the confidence in Chen Feng's eyes could not be faked, but why was Chen Feng so confident?

"But you can?"

Chen Feng smiled: "Yes, I can, and I can even say that I am the only one in heaven and earth who has this ability." ”

"Why?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly, but this time he stretched out his hand: "Fifty taels of silver." ”

Ordinary people may have been stunned or hesitated when they heard this, but this sick man, who didn't seem to have a little silver on his body, casually took out a silver ticket of fifty taels from his shabby clothes and handed it to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng opened the silver ticket that was rolled up, looked at it carefully for a long time, and seemed to see that the silver ticket was real, so he looked at the sick man with a more pleasant face, and said, "Because Hu Jinsleeve is a gambler." ”

The sick man frowned, he was not satisfied with this answer, and even a little angry, she said in a deep voice: "Just because Hu Jinsleeve is a gambler? ”

Chen Feng smiled faintly, and he stopped talking.

The sick man was about to get angry, but he saw the direction of Chen Feng's finger.

Chen Feng pointed to a horse-drawn carriage outside the hotel, and a person was walking towards the hotel.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a figure in a black robe got out of the carriage, and the sick man only felt an afterimage flashing, and in the blink of an eye, a person had already appeared in front of him, a beautiful and domineering woman.

When the woman appeared, the voice rang in the sick man's ears almost at the same time.

"Because Hu Jinsleeve, a big gambler who is unparalleled in the world in the sky and the earth, once lost in the hands of a guy who is not even a gambler, which is why I, a big gambler, heard the name Liu Suifeng and obediently came to see you, a stupid man."

Chen Feng smiled, he squinted his eyes at Hu Jinsleeve, who was faster than the wind, and sighed softly: "It is worthy of being as light as Yanhu Jinsleeve, and it really deserves its name, but I am not called Liu Suifeng now, I am called Chen Feng." ”

Hu Jinsleeve didn't look at the sick man, stared at Chen Feng with a pair of eye-catching eyes, slapped one hand on the table, and said, "Boy, what do you want to bet on?" ”