Chapter 36. I'm a bandit, who am I afraid of

Five tables, more than fifty people.

The table is full of delicious dishes, four cold and eight hot, as well as one sweet and one salty soup, and the meal fee is standard, eight hundred and eight per table.

Looking at the beautifully made dishes on the table, which can be called works of art, the big guys didn't dare to move the chopsticks at first, and they were embarrassed to move the chopsticks. Until Lin Yi took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and said: "Since you eat, don't be restrained, eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, eat your stomach full, and your hungry stomach is also your own!" As he spoke, he put down the chopsticks and ate the food in one bite.

Seeing him so refreshing, the big guy's appetite was completely aroused, and he didn't need Lin Yi to greet him again, he was already flying with chopsticks, gobbling up these delicious things.

Beer, bottle by bottle.

The foam is flying, and the glass is not pleasant, so ask the waiter to bring a large bowl and drink beer.

What's more, it directly turned this high-end place into a food stall, opened his arms, stepped on the chair with one foot, and guessed loudly, unscrupulous and earth-shattering.

The fat manager is going crazy, and there are already many VIP customers who complain that it is too noisy and the grade is too low. So he could only beg those shirtless guys with a bitter face, put on their clothes, pay attention to their image, beg them to lower their voices, not to make loud fists, and begged them not to step on a stool like a mountain carving, this is the Ronghua Fugui Hotel, not the Weihu Mountain that you want to outwit.

But no one listened to him.

Perhaps, before he insults these people, these people will give him face, will respect the rules here, respect such occasions.

But now—

Since you see us as the lowest level of customers, only worthy of squatting on the street and eating food stalls, then well, let's show that kind of true colors, how refreshing, how happy, how to shout.

Yes, it was a silent protest, perhaps unfair to some of the other diners in the hotel, but it told everyone that we are alive, alive and blood, we guess the fist, we shout loudly, you could ignore us before, but now you have to admit our existence......

……

On the wine table—a mess.

Dong glasses' shirt has been uncovered for some time, revealing a dirty navel, and every time he drinks, beer flows down his mouth to his chest, and then from his chest to his belly, spinning in the navel socket, dripping.

Dong glasses clicked his lips beautifully, burped, patted his stomach, and then comfortably picked up a cucumber shred, chewed slowly, chewed - his stomach was too strong to eat.

Compared with Dong glasses, Liu Sanliang felt that drinking beer was really not enjoyable, it was not salty or spicy, and it was like horse urine in his mouth, so he took out his mineral water bottle full of liquor, ate a mouthful of fatty meat, drank a spicy of spicy wine, ate a mouthful of seafood, and drank a spicy of spicy wine, only feeling that this feeling was more comfortable than being an emperor.

For the depressed Wang Heizi and his wife, this is not a meal, this is debt collection, in the face of a feast of eight hundred and eight, how much can be eaten, so Wang Heizi and his wife puffed up their cheeks full of things, although they have rolled their eyes, their mouths are full of oil, and the waistband of their pants has been loosened countless times, but the chopsticks still keep moving, and they are going to start with those expensive dishes.

As a woman, He Xiangu's eating appearance is the best and the most gentle, but her focus is not on the dining table, nor on the man who keeps talking to her, her goal is very simple, that is, the owner of this bill - Lin Yi.

He Xiangu has always thought that she sees people very accurately, but she just missees Lin Yi.

In the past, Lin Yi gave her the feeling that she was just clean, gentle, and kind; But now, although he is still that person, the smell that Lin Yi exudes is very different.

Not because he now has more than a million on his body, nor because his clear eyes are like a mirror that can penetrate your heart, but because of the faint breath on his body, peace, warmth, and tranquility.

Yes, he seems to be very peaceful, even if he is at a noisy wine table, he looks like a deep green lake from a distance, which seems to be bland, but in fact you will never be able to see through it.

This is what He Xiangu feels.

……

Lin Yi eats quickly, but drinks slowly.

In fact, he drank very little, only the amount of a bottle of beer, but the big guys all toasted him enthusiastically.

One glass, another glass.

Lin Yi shook his head, he didn't know how many beers he had drunk, but there were already a lot of empty wine bottles under his feet.

He felt his head dizzy, and then he saw the gray-haired old vendor walking towards him with a wine glass.

Lin Yi told himself that he couldn't drink anymore, and he had drunk enough today. But the old vendor's words made him can't help but drink.

The old vendor was obviously a little drunk, his gray hair looked a little sparse under the blowing of the indoor air conditioner, his hand holding the wine glass was very black, his nails were stuffed with yellow e-liquid and black plaster, his lips were also a little trembling, and his cloudy old eyes looked at Lin Yi with emotion, and said, "Brother Lin, you must drink this glass of wine." Don't say no just yet, listen to what I have to say. ”

"Old man, I am sixty-seven years old this year, and I have been doing business for many years, our family is poor, and we have no capital, so we can only go all the way to the streets and alleys to collect some old objects and old gadgets to set up stalls to do business. What cigarette pouches and pots with jade mouths, copper bells around the neck of cows, old copper coins, old steel hammers, pots and pans from the Cultural Revolution, teacups and teapots, old photo frames gnawed by mice, old paintings used to paste walls, and even the footcloths used by the old lady I used to use. ”

"These things are cheap, a few cents, a few dollars. This money is nothing to the city people, but for many country people, every penny is a treasure. The traffic in the countryside is not good, and the rare chai eggs in the city are sold in the market for ten yuan a dollar. For many old men and women, one dollar is the price of ten eggs, so they like to wait for me to receive the goods, like to watch me collect their old things, and like me to count the dollars to them. ”

"What do you do with money? With the money, they can buy a beautiful pencil case for their precious grandson, a beautiful schoolbag for their dear granddaughter, a rheumatism cream for their hard-working son, and a red scarf tied around their neck for the New Year......

"Do you think I'm telling a joke after hearing this, isn't it all the new century now, why is the countryside still so poor? But what I said is true, the country is rich and the people are poor, but there are still many poor people. The old vendor showed a wry smile of the vicissitudes of time.

"When the poor are used to being poor, they will forget that they are a person, and they can eat and drink in this kind of hotel on this occasion like a person. It's you, it's you who remind us, we can do the same, we can drink wine and eat meat in big bowls here......" There were tears flashing in the muddy old eyes of the old vendor.

"Now I toast you, not for anything else, but for you to help us, remind us, and awaken our dignity that has been sleeping for a long time!" The old vendor's hand holding the glass trembled slightly.

How could Lin Yi refuse such wine?

He took the glass and raised it high—

Cheers to dignity,

Cheers to being alive,

Cheers to ourselves!

Drink it all.

……

This time, Lin Yi was really drunk, his feet were staggering, and his mind was dizzy. He didn't drink very well, but he drank so freely and refreshingly.

In the drunken haze, the old vendor seemed to have taken out something, it was a lot of money he had just collected, and the money was made up by everyone out of their own pockets, because the old vendor said that this time Lin Yi could not be allowed to pay for a treat alone, and everyone could give as much as they could.

The money was very fragmentary, one, five, ten, twenty, of course, fifty, hundred, but at most it was a lot of change.

The old vendor pushed the money to Lin Yi, but Lin Yi refused to accept it, and he couldn't accept it.

When he was drunk, Lin Yi didn't know what he said, and then everyone was in a mess again.

During the period, the desolate and high-pitched singing voice of the old vendor came to my ears: "Little Cangwa, I left Dengfeng County, I suffered from hunger and suffering along the way, and the second solution was like the bull head and horse face, and he turned his face ...... as soon as he talked to me."

Lin Yi's head was hot, his ears were buzzing, and he only felt that the singing voice pierced through the clouds and resounded in all directions.