Chapter 599: Debt Repayment
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Zhang Mingyuan immediately showed a flattering smile and said, "How can it?
You're out of sight! Okay, I'm going to invite you to dinner today. โ
"That's what it sounds like!" Royle Nader patted Zhang Mingyuan on the shoulder.
He commanded the shopkeeper again, "Junior Er, first give us a jar of ten years of good wine." โ
"Okay." The shopkeeper nodded excitedly and immediately went down to prepare.
Zhang Mingyuan gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, he suddenly regretted that he had taken Royle out for dinner.
He should have let his father come, and I'm afraid I'm going to empty my money bag today.
I'm afraid that the money he will bring will not be enough by then!
After a while, the shopkeeper brought the wine and four side dishes first, and Zhang Mingyuan saw that it was actually the most expensive aged apricot blossom wine in the store, and couldn't help but poke his teeth again.
But just like that, Royle Nader shook his head as if dissatisfied, and ordered a small guy behind him to open the sealing mud on the wine jar, and poured a bowl for him and Zhang Mingyuan.
Zhang Mingyuan was stunned and stared at the wine bowl in front of him, drinking like this, I was afraid that this Young Master Royle would drink a lot.
He touched his money bag again with some nervousness, and his heart had already begun to tie up the villain.
Royle Nader smelled the wine, and immediately smiled and said to Zhang Mingyuan: "Today, thanks to Mr. Zhang's hospitality, I came to respect you." โ
The words fell, and Royle Nader drank it all.
Although Zhang Mingyuan was not happy in his heart, he also knew the severity, he put on a bright smile, picked up the wine bowl and touched him.
"Where, where, I want to thank you for your willingness to appreciate your face and eat this coarse tea and light rice." After speaking, he also drank it all.
"Hahaha, happy, I like to be happy, let's not get drunk today." Royle Nader laughed.
Not long after that, the two shopkeepers walked in with the dishes.
After the dishes were placed on the table, Zhang Mingyuan's heart jumped suddenly, these two pots of vegetables are the big dishes in this store, a braised fairy meat, and a bowl of grouper fish soup.
These are all expensive dishes that he was reluctant to eat when he came here before, and these two dishes cost more than two taels of silver.
This is not a dish, it is his heart!
"Eat, don't be stunned, this spotted fish soup tastes good." Royle Nader had already eaten it, and said as he waved his spoon.
Zhang Mingyuan's eyelids jumped for a moment, and then he stretched out his chopsticks and pinched the bowl of meat.
But before he could put the food in his mouth, the door of the private room was pushed open.
"Good! Zhang Mingyuan, it's really you.
You have the money to invite people to dinner here, but your father won't return the money to Lao Tzu! โ
There was a loud roar, the ground shook, and the person who came in at the head was loud enough and strong, and the door creaked and shook him.
The people in the private room were shocked, but they saw a big man open his shirt and walked in majestically, followed by three strong men.
"Lei Biao!" Zhang Mingyuan raised his head suddenly, with a frightened look in his eyes, and couldn't help but cry out, and his chopsticks fell to the ground.
Looking at the good wine and food on the table, Lei Biao frowned, how could he bear it.
He wasn't a person who could endure it at all, and he rushed forward with an arrow.
With a hideous smile, he grabbed Zhang Mingyuan's shoulder and lifted him up.
Royle Nader screamed in fright, and hurriedly hid behind the two boys.
"Ah, it hurts, let go!" Zhang Mingyuan felt that his shoulders were about to be crushed, and he panicked and wailed.
"It's okay if you want Lao Tzu to let go, hurry up and hand over all the money to me!"
"I don't have any money...... If you don't have any money, you want money to go to my dad. Zhang Mingyuan said with trembling lips.
Lei Biao glared at him and shouted: "Yesterday, your father cried poor in front of Lao Tzu, and someone said before that you had a dinner here, and ordered a table of good wine and food, but Lao Tzu still didn't believe it."
Now that Lao Tzu has seen it with his own eyes, dare to deceive the master and have no money?
You don't have any money, you invite people to eat here, and you eat the most expensive things here. โ
Lei Biao didn't give him politeness, and directly reached out to wipe his waist, and pulled Zhang Mingyuan's money bag into his hand.
Lei Biao's domineering and domineering made people tremble, and Zhang Mingyuan's whole body trembled like chaff.
"You...... You're not going to be too deceitful by doing that!
You...... Aren't you afraid that we will report to the official! Zhang Mingyuan roared angrily.
Lei Biao smiled, let go of Zhang Mingyuan and said proudly: "Debt repayment, it is a matter of course, and it is reasonable for the father to repay the debt."
Do you have the ability to eat and drink here, but you don't have the ability to repay Lao Tzu's money, and you dare to choke with Lao Tzu here? Believe it or not, I'm going to break your arm now! โ
"You...... You ......" Zhang Ming was speechless angrily.
"I'll let you go this time, go back and tell you Lao Tzu to prepare two hundred taels of silver tomorrow, if you continue to cry poor and don't pay it back, don't blame Lao Tzu for discounting your father and son's legs!"
Lei Biao put down the threat viciously, pulled the corners of his mouth and strode out.
Royle Nader walked out with an ugly face, clenched his fists and said, "Zhang Mingyuan, Young Master Ben still has something to do, so I'll leave first." โ
After speaking, he glanced at the people behind him, and cursed disdainfully in his mouth: "Poor ghost, bad luck!" โ
"Master Royle!"
"Prince Royle!"
Zhang Mingyuan shouted from behind, and Royle Nader looked back at him with disdain, without blinking an eye, and said, "In the future, don't say that you know this son." โ
With that, he brushed his sleeves and left.
Zhang Mingyuan gasped, sat down on the chair dejectedly, and looked at the shopkeeper who was standing outside with a vegetable fool.
A little sneeringly asked: "Xiao Er, I don't know if these dishes can be returned, and I haven't eaten a bite." โ
The shopkeeper glanced at him, raised his chin and crooked his mouth: "No, the dishes have already been arranged for the cook to be cooked, and there is no way to return them." โ
"Yes...... But you've also seen my money bag snatched from someone! Zhang Mingyuan continued to smile and said.
Although the shopkeeper looked down on him in his heart, he still said with a smile: "It's nothing!"
You, we know the young owner of Zhang Kee's grocery store, we will send someone to your house to get the money in a while. โ
Zhang Mingyuan was so angry that he almost didn't fall off the chair, he trembled his legs and mouthed, once upon a time, how beautiful he was, how face-saving.
But, but everything is over, how did his good days come to an end so quickly?
He doesn't want to live like this, he doesn't want to live like this.
Zhang Mingyuan staggered to his feet, and said in a trembling voice: "These drinks and dishes are sent to my house, and then ask my mother for money." โ
"Okay, wait a minute!" The shopkeeper with sharp ears saw that the money was collected, and he was also polite.
Zhang Mingyuan was not in the mood to eat, and walked out of the private room dejectedly.
He sighed deeply and raised his head, but suddenly froze.
Zhang Mingyuan squinted and fixed his eyes in front of him, where a man and a woman were sitting there leisurely eating fruit after dinner.