Chapter 575: Shopkeeper

Inn restaurant, unreasonable people have seen a lot.

Xiao Er is also accustomed to it, and he is also calm and polite in dealing with it.

But this one seems to have drunk too much, and the wine strengthens his courage, and he also rushes to his brain.

Before Xiao Er could finish speaking, Wu Sheng threw Xiao Er a loud slap.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Xiao Er's face suddenly had a slap print.

"Get out of the way, it's your right to talk?" Wu Sheng had a big hand, he smoked Xiao Er with one hand, and put the wine glass on the table with the other.

He looked directly at Gu Rongrong: "What's the matter, having a glass of wine, I still wronged you?" ”

Gu Rongrong originally wanted to endure it, but in the face of this person who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, she couldn't bear it.

The hen also yelled in the space: "him! I'm not used to his problem, what a thing, the toad is lying on his stomach and immediately pretending to be a little jeep! ”

Gu Rongrong: "......"

I was angry, but suddenly I wanted to laugh again.

Gu Rongrong's eyes swept away, and many people around were looking at this side, among which there were a few practitioners, just over there in the corner, with blazing eyes.

She calmed down again in an instant, not knowing if this martial artist was really drunk and crazy, or if he had colluded with others to test them.

Leng Xinghe wanted to move, but Gu Rongrong held down his arm.

Gu Rongrong seemed to be smiling, she didn't even look at Wu Sheng, and said to the beaten Xiao Er: "Little Second Brother, are you okay?" ”

Xiao Er is indeed a buddy, but the guys are not the same, this inn can live alone here and become bigger, there must be a reason for its existence.

Gu Rongrong guessed that the owner behind this must be extraordinary.

As soon as she came, she noticed that the juniors were polite and thoughtful, but they were not as flattering as the guys in ordinary shops.

Sure enough, Xiao Er was also angry, and he was beaten in public, and the clay figure also had three points of earthiness.

Xiao Er covered his face and laughed: "This guest officer, if you drink too much, go outside to cool down and wake up, so crazy, you have to see what kind of place this is." ”

Wu Sheng kicked over the chair: "Where is it?" Isn't it just an inn, Lao Tzu went south and north, the inn lived a lot, what is the difference between your family? ”

Xiao Er was angry, and the shopkeeper walked over and patted Wu Sheng on the shoulder.

Wu Sheng turned his head suddenly, wanting to make a move, but the shopkeeper smiled lightly: "Guest officer, don't worry, come with me." ”

He took Wu Sheng's arm and walked towards the counter, and the two turned around, and Gu Rongrong couldn't see their faces.

Although she couldn't see her expression, Gu Rongrong found that this shopkeeper was not ordinary.

Just thinking about it, Leng Xinghe whispered: "This shopkeeper is a practitioner. ”

Gu Rongrong asked, "How can you see it?" ”

"At that moment, Wu Sheng wanted to fight back, but he was grabbed by the shopkeeper's arm and couldn't move."

Leng Xinghe raised his chin slightly, pointing to the chair that was kicked over by Wu Sheng.

"You see, he can kick the thick solid wood chair like that with one kick, which shows that he has a lot of strength, but under the hands of the shopkeeper, he can't resist."

Gu Rongrong thought deeply: "Yes, moreover, it is not possible to open a store in this kind of place without a little force." ”

As the two were talking, two more people got up at the table of the theater troupe, an old man and a woman in red.

The old man should be the class leader, and the woman is the one who has glared at Gu Rongrong before and is very hostile to her.

The old man went directly to the shopkeeper's Wu Sheng, and when the woman passed by Gu Rongrong's side, she turned her head and glared at her.

He whispered in his mouth: "Fox Meizi." ”

Gu Rongrong was surprised-what is it?

Leng Xinghe's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a faint white light went straight into the woman's lower back.

Leng Zhitang slapped the table and was about to stand up, but was pulled by Gu Rongrong.

"Don't worry, your brother is already angry for me."

Leng Zhitang didn't pay attention at all: "What? Brother, what did you do? ”

Leng Xing Hesheng bowl of soup: "You'll know in a while." ”

The class master gave up his hand at the counter again, laughed again, said good things for a long time, and finally brought Wusheng back, and when he passed by Gu Rongrong's side, he didn't make another time.

The class leader smiled and arched his hand: "I'm sorry, girl, he's drunk and unclear, so please take care of the three of you." ”

"I can't afford it," Leng Zhitang said coldly, "If you're drunk, you're optimistic, can't so many people look down on one?" ”

The class leader's smile was slightly stiff, and the woman in red twisted her eyebrows: "You ......"

"What are you? You came here for no reason to provoke, and then you said let me take care of it, how can it be your words, let us do whatever we want? Who are you? ”

Leng Zhitang was unceremonious, and he didn't have a good impression of this kind of person.

Usually, the people in the troupe are looked down upon by others, called operas, and they are inferior to the ninth rate, especially when the rich and noble families sing in the hall, they are even called by slaves, and they are even inferior to slaves.

Leng Zhitang was born in the palace, and the church didn't know how much he had heard of it, so he naturally knew that the drama had no status.

But these few, usually nodding at the rich master, going outside to play tricks, let others take care of it, why?

Leng Zhitang spoke straight and crisp, she was still young, and the old class leader's face was a little unbearable.

The woman in red snorted, "It's really no ......"

Before the word rules could be spoken, suddenly her voice became hoarse.

She grabbed her throat in panic: "Throat, my throat!" ”

The hen learned to be dumb in the space: "Baojuan, my voice!" ”

Gu Rongrong almost laughed.

The woman in red wanted to scream, but her voice was gruff and unpleasant.

The old head of the class was also a little confused, and the others also walked over quickly, surrounding the woman and gossiping.

"What's wrong?"

"Did you eat something bad?"

"But we also ate this meal, and it's all right."

They were in a mess, and no one remembered Gu Rongrong and the three of them anymore.

They ate in peace, got up and left.

When Gu Rongrong was leaving, he glanced at the shopkeeper who was settling accounts at the counter, he lowered his head to settle the accounts, and was quiet in the small square world in the counter.

Gu Rongrong felt more and more that this shopkeeper was not simple.

Lifting the curtain out of the front hall, the shopkeeper tilted his head, looked in the direction they left, and swept towards the group of people in the troupe, quietly retracting his gaze.

Gu Rongrong said to Leng Zhitang: "Zhitang, you come to our yard to play for a while, I will prepare something, and you can bring it to your mother." ”

Leng Zhitang readily agreed.

Let the two brothers and sisters talk and drink some tea, Gu Rongrong dodged and hid in another room and entered the space.

"Did you get any cake left over from the cake I made last time?"

The hen rolled her eyes: "It's left, how dare I finish it, that piece of black forest is not for me to eat." ”

Gu Rongrong couldn't cry or laugh, and touched its chicken head: "Why not, I'll make you a big one another day, and wait for your birthday, I'll make a double-layer one for you." ”

The hen was stunned and did not speak.

Gu Rongrong found the cake, found a few paper cups, and picked a few fruits.

Seeing that it had not moved, I felt that something was wrong and turned my head to look at it.

"What's wrong with you?"

The hen flapped her wings: "It's nothing, it's just that no one has celebrated my birthday for years." ”

Gu Rongrong was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I gave it to you this year, it's easy to do, cakes, big meals, a lot of the same." ”