After eating deflated at the thatched house, Lu Tong wanted to find Chu Shishanhe to have a fight and let out a sigh, but when he found Chu Shishanhe, he didn't expect that guy to actually drink noodles and eat lamb legs in the market.

Chu Shishanhe also happened to see Lu Tong at this time, and hurriedly beckoned to him, but the mouth in his hand never stopped.

Lu Tong walked over and looked at Chu Shishanhe, who was eating with a mouth full of oil, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Chu Shishanhe was also not polite, looking at Lu Tong and asking himself, "Why haven't you eaten enough?" It's okay, Uncle Wang will have another bowl of top-notch beef noodles." Saying that, Chu Shishanhe also raised his hand and beckoned: "Old Qian, let's have a charcoal-grilled leg of lamb to satisfy your hunger, and then stew a pot of bones and finish eating at the checkout."

"Okay." Not far away, a young peddler responded, took out an iron hook, hooked out a golden leg of mutton from a small hole in the car made of soil, put the leg of mutton on the board, melted it with a knife a few times, sprinkled some spicy ingredients, and trotted over.

"Senior Brother Chu, I heard that you brought back a beautiful sister-in-law, when will you bring it out for us to see." The young man who was not very old but was called Lao Qian put down the plate of lamb leg full of sincerity and asked with a smile.

Sister-in-law... As soon as he heard this extremely sensitive word in front of Lu Tong, Chu Shishanhe's heart instantly rose to his throat, but fortunately, Lu Tong didn't react from beginning to end, so Chu Shishanhe breathed a sigh of relief, raised his foot and kicked on Lao Qian's leg, scolding: "You talk a lot of nonsense, you talk a lot of nonsense, don't hurry up and go back to eat big bones, I won't admit it when we are full and you will serve it again."

Hearing that Master Chu Shanhe had made a killer move, Lao Qian shouldn't talk any more nonsense, so he hurriedly raised his hand and surrendered: "That's okay, Brother Chu, don't worry, I've been stewing the meat all the time, just deal with it a little, you wait, don't rush to eat slowly."

Like this kind of young man who came out to beg for a living, although he has a good craft, but in the end he still has a thin family foundation, if he really loses a large plate of meat and bones, although it will not hurt his muscles and bones, he will have to feel distressed for a few days.

Chu Shishanhe sent another invitation to Lu Tong, who was still standing a little restrained: "Come and sit down and taste it, I stole the old man's wine money when I was hungry before to come here to drink a bowl of noodles, the authentic Xuanzhou Beidi flavor is very positive, and now I finally come back, and I have money on my body This time I drank it to the fullest, who knows if I will come back next time."

"Boy Chu, don't worry, as long as you want to drink, I have it here at any time, and I won't miss your mouthful." Uncle Wang, who was holding hot beef noodles, interjected happily.

"Yes, just by virtue of your words, Uncle Wang, I have to drink more of your noodles a few times." Chu Shishanhe hurriedly put down the leg of mutton that had been eaten most of the time in his hand, and took the bowl of noodles that was also very large.

"What's the matter with the boss, the same bowl of noodles and his bowl are so many?" Someone next to him glanced at the face in Chu Shishanhe's hand and shouted loudly.

Uncle Wang just wanted to step forward and say a few words of relief, thinking that if he really couldn't do it, he would add a few pieces of meat to him, but he wanted Chu Shishanhe to put it down and jumped up directly, and said viciously to this person: "This is my uncle, you have so much nonsense, you can eat if you want, if you don't eat, put down the money and get out."

"Good guy, I ran into a hard stubble after a meal, I, Zhao Laoqi, have never been afraid of anyone in the north city of Daming City......" The man just wanted to stand up, but was hurriedly stopped by his companions.

The man whispered, "Seventh brother, seventh brother, this is the grandson of the old man of the grass horse farm, last time Brother Tiger brought dozens of people to eat in his hands, and we can't kill him."

As soon as he heard the name of the old man in the grass racecourse, Zhao Laoqi's anger was extinguished in an instant, there were many monks in Daming City, he couldn't recognize them all, but there were few outside the city, and this old man who watched the grass horse farm was the most black-handed among those few. Not to mention that the old man killed a few Tianjiao children of the monk family in the city who made trouble when they came to Caomachang to make trouble when they came to the grass racecourse to make trouble, they were still stunned and didn't dare to let go of a fart, that is, the body of a monk wanted to play with himself Isn't it a matter of a word?

As for what the elders generally don't care about the rules of the juniors' petty fights, just kidding, it's useless to meet this big brother, okay, the tiger brother in the south of the city didn't believe in evil the year before last, and he had to be fed for dinner this year, and the most important thing is that he was said to have just seen blood at that time

Wait, someone called people to the city gate, but the officers and soldiers who came were actually there to watch the excitement, and they hooked up with the bastard boy after finishing the matter, and since then, these underground organizations that have no way to see this little ancestor have to take a detour, and they don't even dare to come here on the grass horse farm, originally heard that this kid is gone, and he held back for several months before he dared to pretend to have the courage to come here to find an opportunity, which Cheng wanted to meet this little ancestor as soon as he came up.

Zhao Laoqi came up and slapped two crisp and loud slaps in his face, and the strength was so great that he directly beat his nosebleed, Zhao Laoqi didn't dare to wipe it, hugged his fists and smiled: "Grandpa Chu, I don't know that you are back, there are many blames and many blames."

Chu Shishanhe naturally didn't want to be like this kind of little minion, and after instructing them not to come here to mess around, he directly rewarded a rolling word.

Hearing this, Zhao Laoqi was relieved, and hurriedly asked everyone to clean the money in their pockets and stuff it into Uncle Wang's hands, and then quickly fled.

Uncle Wang was a little at a loss as he held the large handful of gold, silver and copper coins in his hand: "Chu boy, this... This ......."

Chu Shishanhe pointed to the bowls of beef noodles on the table next door that had not yet been drunk with chopsticks and said, "That's not their face money, Uncle Wang, you just take it, Uncle Wang, you just take it, you take this money and send the old man jar wine every fifteen or thirty years, even if it is my filial piety to the old man."

Hearing this, Uncle Wang couldn't postpone it any longer, so he said yes, and then hurriedly stuffed the money into the shriveled wallet in his arms. In fact, even if Uncle Wang puts this windfall on the table now, no one dares to steal it, after all, he is filial to Old Man Tian, dare to steal? Do you still want to get mixed up in the grass horse farm?

After saying that, Chu Shishanhe didn't care about Uncle Wang, and continued to greet Lu Tong: "Come and sit, what are you doing stupidly, drink noodles."

This time, Lu Tong didn't refuse and sat down, directly pulled over the bowl of noodles, took a big sip, and then picked up the leg of mutton and nibbled a few bites.

"So?" Chu Shishanhe looked at Lu Tong expectantly.

"It tastes good, but it's not spicy enough, and it's the most exciting to eat spicy when it's cold." Lu Tong hugged the leg of mutton and nibbled a few bites.

"Have a drink?" Chu Shishan River tentatively said.

Lu Tong looked at Chu Shishanhe with disdain, and said, "I'm a bad mouth, it's not that I don't drink good wine."

Chu Shi Shanhe directly took out more than a dozen jars of good wine from the meson bag and placed them in the corner of the table, shouting, "It's enough."