Mo Wen was in a hurry to Yangzhou fried rice, and he didn't see the big battle of the dwarfs until he hurriedly went downstairs.

Seeing the dwarf staring straight at him, Mo Wen stopped, "Yo, whose child is this fatter than my little fat man." ”

"Your uncle!" the dwarf slapped the teacup in his hand on the table, "You can call me short, but don't call me fat!"

"I'll just say you're fat, what's wrong?" Mo Wen was also a grumpy person, and he choked back when he opened his mouth, "Your uncle!"

"You, you—" The dwarf pointed at Mo Wen, and the servant behind him stood up in an instant, staring at Mo Wen with fierce eyes.

Mo Wen is not a vegetarian, "What's the matter, relying on too many people to bully people? You wait", he said, pinching his fingers and whistling in his mouth.

Upstairs, footsteps were heard in the backyard, and his warrior led the slaves out with weapons.

In an instant, the entire hall was tense.

The rest of my life when I went to the back kitchen to prepare the ingredients was late, "What's going on, what's going on?"

Mo Wen and the dwarf glared at each other, oblivious to the rest of their lives.

The dwarf looked at Mo provocatively and asked, "Shopkeeper, what kind of rice have I wrapped, I'm really not bad for money." ”

Mo Wen sneered, "Boy, what is the breadth of stealing the family's money." ”

"Ho, the king of the Southern Wilderness doesn't have as much money as me. The dwarf looked up proudly, but he was too low and turned into a look at Mo Wen.

"Really?" Mo Wen shook his left hand, and a money bank voucher appeared in his hand, "Shopkeeper Yu, one hundred times, I will wrap the rice." ”

He raised his eyebrows at the dwarf defiantly, and the dwarf immediately responded, "I'll give two hundred!"

With that, he waved his hand to the servant behind him.

The servants immediately moved, emptied a table in confusion for the rest of their lives, and laid it out as they were.

In the time of a few words, two hundred times slowly filled the table.

The visual impact is simply amazing, and it is like a mosquito biting on the heart of Fu Yan and Zhou Dafu, and it is very itchy.

"Three hundred!" Mo Wen's eyes didn't blink, and he shook out two money bank vouchers.

"Four hundred. The little man did not have the slightest ambiguity, and his subordinates also neatly placed the money on the table.

Yu Sheng was also shocked at this time, he had handled a lot of money, but he had never seen such a consistent stack on the table.

However, the victory seemed to be decided soon, and I saw the servant walk up to the little man and whisper, "Master, there is no money on me." ”

Mo Wen is also a person who practices martial arts, so naturally when he heard it, he immediately laughed "haha", "How rich should I be, dare to be so kind." ”

Mo Wen shook his hand as he spoke, and took out another voucher for the bank, "Shopkeeper Yu, four hundred and fifty." ”

He shook off the money bank voucher and said to the little man arrogantly, "Boy, haven't you seen this thing? ”

In the face of Mo Wen's provocation, the little man's servant was filled with righteous indignation, stepped forward with a weapon, and saw that a conflict was about to break out, but the little man stretched out his hand to stop him.

He walked to the table without saying a word, and after snorting coldly at Mo Wen, he reached out and took out the money from his pocket.

Mo Wen was still smiling, he was just money, and with the figure of a short man, Mo Wen didn't believe that he could fit hundreds of dollars in his pocket.

However, two, five, ten, fifty, one hundred...... The little man methodically pulled out.

Mo Wen's smile quickly stiffened, and he also looked like a ghost for the rest of his life.

I did see the hell, Feng'er came out of nowhere, floating in front of Yu Sheng, looking at the little man who paid the money in surprise.

The strange man who helped in the back kitchen also came out at this time, and looked at this scene with Hu Mu in amazement.

The black girl who taught the tall leaves also came in from the backyard, quietly watching this scene, her eyes rolling, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Finally, the little man stopped, took a step back, "Five hundred guan", he raised his eyebrows at Mo Wen.

The lobby was silent for a while, looking at the mountains of tables, no one knew what to say.

Mo Wen swallowed his saliva, looked at the dwarf's usual pocket, and said in his heart What kind of treasure is that, it can hold so much money.

However, a powerful magic weapon needs to be profound, Mo Wen can't detect the depth of the little man, and feels that he has reached the end, and he can save it.

So he shook his hand, took out three more money bank vouchers, looked at the little man with a solemn expression, and said without any provocation: "Eight hundred guan!"

The little man's expression did not change, and he took a step forward to the table, and the servant behind him consciously put the table together and asked the little man to throw money on it.

"When, when"

The whole lobby could only hear the crisp sound of the copper coins that had been consistently smashed on the table, as if it had hit everyone's hearts.

Mo Wen's face became heavier and heavier, and the black girl's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she was even already gearing up.

As for Feng'er, she squatted in front of the table, enjoying the pleasure of throwing money, and at the same time daydreaming that the money on the table was all her own.

Such a big movement in the lobby also attracted Mrs. Mo and the little fat man who went up to rest.

They stood at the corner of the wooden ladder and watched the scene condescendingly.

Mrs. Mo was surprised: "This little man is not simple, in this battle for wealth, your father will lose eighty percent." ”

The little fat man nodded, and suddenly turned back to her and asked, "Don't lose confidence in the old man, at least this little man is not as handsome as him." ”

The old man of his family has the most money in the handsome pile, and the most handsome in the pile with the most money, which is still very desirable.

"Smack", Mrs. Mo directly slapped the little fat man, "I told you, the old lady is not so superficial!" After that, she kicked him again.

The little fat man ran away with a sad face, he had never been beaten before.

At this time, the little man withdrew his hand, took a step back, pointed to the table and asked Mo, "A thousand guan." ”

Mo Wen looked at the front of the table, and then at the little man, the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.

Seeing Mo Wen's expression, just when the rest of his life thought that he would be provoked to throw out the money again, or directly annoyed and angry, Mo Wen, who had a calm face, suddenly smiled, "Everyone is rich in the world, why should we have known each other before", saying that he walked towards the little man with his hands.

The little dwarfs greeted each other, and exchanged their hands with a smile.

"No, I'm from the Southern Wilderness, where did Brother Tai make his fortune?" Mo asked amiably.

"Yo, fellow, I'm also from the Southern Wilderness. The little man spoke with a Southern Wilderness accent, "The family has saved some meager family assets from the fur business. ”

There was something to say about it, but Mo Wen didn't care.

"Brother Tai is modest, where is this meager", Mo Wen pointed to a pile of copper coins on the table, "If you have the opportunity to make a fortune in the future, don't remember my brother." ”

"Definitely, definitely, my brother has a chance to make a fortune and remembers my younger brother. The little man was still unskilled.

"Of course. Mo asked, "Haha" smiled, turned his head to Yu Sheng and said, "Shopkeeper Yu, what about the meal? ”

"Then this money ......," Yu Sheng pointed to the thousand guan on the table.

"Brother put it away, I invited this meal. Mo Wen leaned over and patted the little man on the shoulder, without mentioning a thousand pieces of Yangzhou fried rice.

A fool will be vindictive to buy a Yangzhou fried rice with a thousand guan, and rich people are often not stupid.

The rest of his life didn't pursue it, although he loved money, but a thousand times he bought him a Yangzhou fried rice, and he was uneasy to sell it for the rest of his life.

However, these two people bought a Yangzhou fried rice bucket for half a day, and in the end, when nothing happened, they were also suspected of shabu-shabu.

That being the case, Yu Sheng felt that it was time for them to taste the Yangzhou fried rice with ingredients.