Chapter 151: There is no good feast

"What for?" Qi Baifeng gulped down the beef, and didn't look up at Qi Baishan: "Is there anything else we have to do when we come to you?" ”

Mo Xiaosheng looked at the head that emerged from behind the counter, and said softly, "This is not the place to talk, let's go." Then he shouted to the shopkeeper and the man behind the counter, "Come and collect the money." ”

The shopkeeper didn't dare to move, and pushed the guy: "Go, settle their account, a total of two oceans." ”

"Two oceans? Grandma's, this table of food is enough for Lao Tzu to spend a month. Qi Baifeng fussed.

The shopkeeper and the guy of the teahouse were so frightened that they trembled, and the shopkeeper immediately changed his words: "No, no, this meal is invited to the shop, just ask you to take care of the business of the shop in the future." ”

Qi Baishan slapped the table: "Grandma's, as if we can't afford to eat, brother, give them the money, let's go." Grandma's, Lao Tzu has the support of the Japanese, will he still send you these broken money? ”

Mo Xiaosheng grabbed Qi Baishan's arm and pulled him up: "Brother, let's go, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, my brother will take you to see a strange thing." ”

Qi Baishan sighed lightly, helplessly took out two pieces of ocean and put them on the table, and followed Mo Xiaosheng and them out of the door of the teahouse.

Although he didn't know where these fierce gods were going to take him? But he knew that he really couldn't stay here for too long, and if Yamaguchi came back with the Japanese soldiers, he would be in even more trouble.

"Where are we going?" Qi Baishan glanced back, the teahouse shopkeeper and the guy who were hiding behind the door and peeking, and then looked at Mo Xiaosheng.

"Let's find a random place to sit, I'd like to ask you something." Mo Xiaosheng was pleasant, completely devoid of the habit of the two bastards just now.

"What's the matter? Can't you say it here? "Qi Baishan wants to get out of Mo Xiaosheng's control as soon as possible. With Mo Xiaosheng and them, he felt that he was hugging death.

"This person has a lot of eyes, so let's find a quiet place." Mo Xiaosheng looked around, lowered his head slightly, and walked forward quickly.

Qi Baishan is now a donkey in the mill road, he can only listen to the shouting and follow, and has no autonomy.

Several people walked to a wonton stall, and Mo Xiaosheng smiled slightly: "Qi Da Yi, I know you didn't eat well just now, but I'm poor, I can't afford you to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, how about eating bowls of wontons." ”

Don't say it, Qi Baishan has really never eaten this kind of roadside stall since he became a translator at the Kwantung Army Headquarters. This kind of place is dirty and messy, and the grade is low, which does not fit his identity. However, he really misses the feeling and taste of eating a roadside stall.

He glanced at the wonton stand, and although he knew that Mo Xiaosheng was a drunkard, he still said cheerfully: "Okay, let me miss the happiness of being poor." ”

He asked for a large bowl of ravioli and ate it very elegantly.

Qi Baifeng shook his head, picked up the sea bowl, devoured the raviolet, drank the wonton in a hurry, pointed to the empty bowl and said, "Brother, why have you been a dog in the Kwantung Army Headquarters for a few years and become a girl?" Eat like me, this man. ”

Qi Baishan gently put down the soup spoon and squinted at Qi Baifeng: "Shut your stinky mouth, what are you doing?" Grandma's I'm your brother, why do you always come to hurt me. ”

The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and he pointed at Qi Baifeng and shouted: "Tell you Qi Baifeng, if Lao Tzu can't escape this disaster this time, he will also pull you as a companion on the Huangquan Road." ”