"Boss, check out."

How do these people do this? Have you given up coveting a handsome little guy? It's not fun, hey......

"Guest officer, a total of one or two or eight dollars of silver, a few guest officers are the first batch of guests in our shop, so our boss wiped this fraction for you, even if it is one or two silver."

Liang Wucheng ran over with a smile and a very obedient attitude.

"Okay, here, bother to bring our hydration bags!" The tall man in the lead took out a silver ingot and a tael from his belt and handed it to Liang Wucheng.

Who knew that the short, frustrated middle-aged man who had just had evil thoughts just now, slammed the table, and with a 'snap', the simple wooden table in front of him was reimbursed, and all the dishes and chopsticks on the table that had not been cleaned up fell to the ground, and they were all in a mess......

"What? You open a black shop, and you need a silver tael or eight dollars for just this little thing? For labor-management, don't see if we are a soft persimmon that is easy to handle, and ask your boss to get out of the labor-management ......"

The person who slapped the table angrily and directly grabbed Liang Wucheng's shirt and scolded was the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who said disrespectful words to Meng Fan just now, as if he was called Chang Er.

"Guest officer, you extinguish the fire, ......, ah......" Liang Wucheng still looked smiling, and easily took off the angry 'pig's trotter' from his shirt, with a full smile on his face:

"Yesterday I just went to the town to buy a new wooden table, and when I bought it, I bought it for forty yuan; This bowl has 12 wen, and 6 has 72 wen; There are eighteen texts on the plate, and a total of five is ninety texts; The chopsticks are cut by myself, barely counting you ten dollars a pair, six pairs of sixty dollars, what about this small basket, two thirty dollars, you see, these things have fallen to the ground, dirty, we can't pick them up for other guests, right? So, you have to pay us 292 yuan, erase the change, you have to pay us 290 yuan, oh yes, we don't have change, you have to prepare a small amount of money. ”

This guy is a rogue and domineering master, after being accepted by Mengfan with the contract of master and servant of heaven and earth, he stays in the space every day, and he hasn't found fault with anyone for hundreds of days, and today he actually found fault with him on the first day of the shop's opening, and he was excited.

Moreover, he felt that if he did not behave well in front of his master today, then maybe the little master would give him a charge of incompetence, and he would go back to the place where he had everything but could not see people to talk to a group of dogs.

Anyway, the little master is just a supple appearance, and his appearance is there, but what kind of thing is it, he has a little understanding!

"You ......, you ......, what do you say? A rotten table and a few broken dishes and chopsticks, and Lao Tzu has to lose money? Beautiful you, do you think Lao Tzu is a vegetarian, ah......"

The short frustrated man who moved his hands and slapped the table didn't expect that a teashop guy who looked inconspicuous would easily dissolve the strength of his outstretched hand under the accumulation of anger.

"Boss Bai, brother, I was bullied, what do you say?" As soon as the second Chang saw that the situation was not right, he turned his face viciously to look at the leader.

"What did Boss Bai say? I think you're a fucking guy who goes out to cause trouble for your brothers. ”

Before the leader could speak, a tall and thin man who was with them was angry directly at the birdman, with a look of resentment, a pair of small eyes staring at the reckless short frustrated man, his fists clenched tightly, and a medium-sized bearded man next to him grabbed the man's arm and roared in a low voice: "Can't you stop for a while?" How long has it been since there was infighting? When I get to Second Master Ling in a few days, what else can I help do? ”

"Zhang Laoqi, don't think that you are a fucking character, Lao Tzu Chang Er has never taken you seriously, do you dare to teach Lao Tzu a lesson? Don't look at how fucking you have a head......"

"Zhang Laoqi, you pig head, what to say and what not to say, don't you know what to say?

Yo, this is still dog-eat-dog?

Suddenly, Uncle Ling Yaoxuan, who had been sitting quietly at the farthest table outside the tea shop as the 'image spokesperson', had a strange expression.

Lan Bao'er told Meng Fan with consciousness communication, she turned around to look, but no, the expression on Ling Yaoxuan's face was tense, and the backs of his two hands resting on the table were bruised.

It seems that the slaves in her space are now gone.

No wonder Ling Yaoxuan kept watching these people make a fuss and didn't come forward, presumably, he was also secretly suspicious, so he kept sitting there without moving.

Moreover, on the side of this big road, more and more passers-by have gathered, and let these bad birds continue to make noise, should she continue to open this tea shop?

'Master, you walk over, within ten steps, you can contract these bastards into our space slaves, looking at their appearance, it is estimated that they have not done anything good, they should be able to do it, hehe! In Mengfan's mind, there were words from Lan Bao'er.

'Do you mean that the slaves of our space need people who have done evil deeds in this world? ’

‘yes！ ”

This little bit actually gave her this.

'Well, believe you! Shrugging his shoulders gently, Mengfan took a deep breath, walked to the side of these people about three steps away, and instantly shouted loudly: "Stop ...... labor, you guys, you have to be noisy, let me get away from the master; Lose the money on the table and chopsticks and make a fuss, don't stop the pestle here to block my business, do you understand? ”

In the eyes of the onlookers-by, the scolding of the little young boss of the tea shop stunned a few people who were about to fight, and all of a sudden, they were all silent, like dumb.

Bao'er kicked Liang Wucheng, who was watching the play, raised his head and smiled so cutely.

Liang Wucheng blinked his eyes a few times, straightened his back, and slowly hooked his finger at the short frustrated man who was the most noisy: "You, lose money first, and then go farther and quarrel!" ”

Excited, the master is benevolent, and he found a few companions for him at once, and in the future, he will be able to be the boss and the younger brother when he enters that again.

Meng Fan stood there, a strong consciousness deterrent power instantly shrouded the heads of these people, the contract between the master and servant of heaven and earth, it can also be used outside, it's fun!

"Uh-"

Some passers-by who were watching from afar were dumbfounded.

"You guys, one by one, I am embarrassed, and you still don't leave?" Several people, at the same time, lowered their heads slightly, and raised their heads in an instant; Now, it's still the tall and thin man in the lead.

"Hmph, just go, I'm still afraid that you won't make it? Oh, little brother, this will pay you money, and then. ”

The white arc crossed in the air and fell into Liang Wucheng's palm, pinched, obediently, this is not a silver coin or two......

Fortunately, except for her, Lan Bao'er and a few people who were contracted, no one here could see the flash of light of the contract circle.