The man stretched out his hand to pick up the wine jar, but the guest who had been maintaining a strange posture suddenly grabbed his hand, and somehow felt that his feet did not touch the ground, and then turned into a rolling gourd and knocked over a lot of tables and benches.

Bang

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Thirteen was closing the door of the restaurant when he heard a deep voice coming from behind the counter next to the hall.

Looking at the source of the voice, I saw a big white and round face emerging from behind the counter, with sleepy eyes and a slightly crooked gauze hat on the top of the head.

Then the neck, which was almost the size of the face, followed, then the shoulders, then the large and broad chest, and then there was no more, probably already standing up.

Thirteen looked at the silk on the big white fat face, and said secretly: "It's you who found it!"

The big white fat face rubbed his eyes, and when he saw what was happening in the hall, it was obvious that it had something to do with the person who covered the door of the restaurant.

He hurriedly held a fist that looked like a big white steamed bun and swayed: "Uncle, the little one is the shopkeeper of this restaurant, where are the people below doing badly and making you angry?"

Thirteen grabbed the wine jar with one hand, walked to the edge of the counter and put it down heavily: "Gan Linliang! Your shabby shop sells fake wine, of course this hero is not happy to drink, of course he has to find someone to vent his anger." ”

The shopkeeper's big white fat face almost shrank into his body with his stubby neck: "Big... Hero, the little one never does such a thing that lacks morality. ”

"Gan Lin Liang! Lin is a hero like this will deceive you, you try it to see if it's fake wine or real wine. Thirteen, taking advantage of his height, lifted the wine jar and poured the wine off the head of the shopkeeper, and then threw the empty wine jar far away to the pillar and smashed it to pieces.

The fragrance of the good daughter, who was free from the shackles of the wine jar, spread unscrupulously, and if someone came in through the door at this time, they would definitely be able to smell the aroma of wine all over the house.

"It's fake wine, it's fake wine. After the shopkeeper wiped the wine on his big face, he still kept a smile on his face, and pointed to a quaint wine jar on the counter: "Hero, you see, this jar is a small wine purchased with a lot of money to make the treasure of the town store, and the fifty-year-old drunk spring welcome, if you don't dislike it, the small one will be given to you to taste, and see if you can dispel the anger in your heart." ”

"Oh ~ fifty years?"

Thirteen did not hesitate, picked up the fifty-year-old drunk spring in the mouth of the altar shopkeeper, snapped and directly slapped the sealing mud, hooked the edge of the altar, and fell with his head high.

Drinking like this will definitely spill more than drinking into your mouth, and it is a lot more and very wasteful.

But the heroes just like to drink like this, because they don't have to drink too much wine, which not only creates a heroic amount of alcohol, but also avoids being greedy for a cup at the wine table, and even losing their names.

Thirteen, who has not drunk alcohol for many years, naturally can't let go of this free drink, there is still a lot of wine into the stomach, and the fifty-year-old drunk Yingchun in the mouth of the shopkeeper of this altar is almost poured for him in the case of half-drinking and half-pouring...

"Uh~" Thirteen burped, a fishy smell rushed straight to the shopkeeper, and his black and dirty face flushed, "Shopkeeper, this wine doesn't taste good, is it fifty years old?"

The shopkeeper frowned his short eyebrows: "Mind ......"

"Uh... Don't say this, don't say this, uh... That one... A young man came over for dinner at noon, why did you deliberately raise the money for the meal and deduct someone's sword?"

Thirteen was already a little drunk, but he was lucky enough to remember what he was going to do.

The shopkeeper rubbed his fat hands and said with a smile: "The business of our small shop is good on weekdays, and there are many young people who come and go to eat here, I don't know who the hero is talking about?"

"Bang!"

Thirteen slapped the counter hard: "Gan Lin is cool, are you pretending to be stupid? Could it be that the people in your store are all paying with weapons, you can't remember this kind of thing?"

"The little ones remember, the little ones remember. The shopkeeper was frightened by Thirteen, and the fat on his face trembled again, and he nodded again and again, "That little guest had a beautiful meal in our store, but it seems to be the first time to come to Licheng, and I don't know much about the consumption here, so the silver belt on his body is not enough, and the small one will let him go back and get enough silver to make up for it." ”

Thirteen's little eyes glared: "Take the money, take the money, why do you still detain his sword?"

"This ...... The little customer owed a lot of silver, and the small shop was just a small business, so he had to have something to guarantee it. The little guest didn't carry anything valuable, only a long sword, although it didn't seem to be worth a few dollars, it was a little more reassuring. ”

The shopkeeper chattered endlessly, Thirteen didn't come to chat and listen to stories, knocked on the table and interrupted the shopkeeper's words: "What do you mean it's not worth a few dollars? What you took away was Lin Bei's face, wouldn't it make Lin Quilt very faceless if it was spread outside." ”

"This hero is the elder of the little guest's family, right? The little one doesn't know the rules, I'm really sorry, the small one will be cheaper for you, and these jars of wine are all for the hero to accompany you, and the little one will never say it, and I promise to keep my mouth shut. ”

"It's about the same, how much money did that kid eat, Lin was helped him...... Uh?" Thirteen realized that he had been led by the shopkeeper by the nose.

The restaurant opens its doors to welcome all kinds of people to come to play, and there are inevitably people who are messing around, such as thirteen people, the shopkeeper has to touch three or four times a month, and he is familiar with it.

The shopkeeper flipped through the account book on the table, pointed to one of the lines and said: "The little guest's meal money is a total of five hundred and seventy-two taels, and this fraction will be erased for you, and you can give five hundred and seventy taels." ”

"Gan Linliang, two taels is also called wiping change?"

"Then wipe another number, charge you five hundred taels, can the hero be satisfied?"

"That's okay...... Thirteen's heart jumped, and he almost forgot the purpose of his coming, and slammed the table and shouted: "Xiaoshou, you open a black shop, right?

"Hero, you can't say that, this restaurant is known for its cheap and beautiful food, all the dishes are clearly priced, and they are a few points cheaper than other restaurants, if you don't believe it, you can look at the wall. ”

"Two hundred and eighty taels of soy sauce and water, one hundred and eighty taels of sweet and sour pork ribs, one hundred and twenty taels of fried oysters......" Thirteen looked at the price list on the wall, muttering on his lips, but his heart trembled for a while.

Back then, thirteen and five or six friends had a meal at the most famous restaurant in Hangzhou, and now an ordinary soy sauce water is worth the price of a table of dishes in the past.

Now all the black shops are so blatantly opened on the side of the road?

Thirteen raised his hand to slap the table again, and suddenly remembered the bowl of tea, although I don't know how the price of goods is now compared to back then, maybe this shop is really cheap.

However, Thirteen didn't come to ask how much money was needed for the meal, and he didn't want to know if this shop was really good and cheap, he came here to get Huang Guiyun's sword back!

"I haven't drunk for too long, and I'm getting drunk a little fast. ”

Thirteen used his internal force a little to make himself sober: "Whatever, whatever, Lin Quilt doesn't care if your food is expensive or cheap, take out the sword first, if you break Lin Quilt's sword, you can't afford to lose this store if you sell it." ”

"Yes, yes, your sword is very good, and it definitely hasn't been damaged a little, otherwise we won't be able to afford it" The shopkeeper squatted down, and although the voice came out through the wooden board, although it was a little faint, Thirteen still heard the shopkeeper's words as if there were other words hidden in them.

After the shopkeeper took out Huang Guiyun's sword from under the counter and put it on the counter, Thirteen knew why the shopkeeper spoke so weirdly.

The sword on the counter looks a little old, and there is no decoration on the scabbard, just a layer of leather wrapping, and the style is extremely ordinary, even a little old-fashioned, like a prop for singing on the stage.

I don't know if it's because I haven't used it for too long or because of the owner's lack of care, although the sword grid and sword head wrapped in leather have been repolished, it can still be seen that the top has been covered with rust.

Thirteen couldn't help but be a little stunned, he almost praised the sword in the sky, which was the one in front of him that there were ten or twenty in any blacksmith shop...... Stuff?

Thirteen didn't want to call it a sword, if someone who loves swords or uses swords well will never give his weapons such treatment, this sword may not be much different from the kitchen knife he uses to kill chickens in the hands of his master, right?

"Guest, your sword. The shopkeeper was polite, but he couldn't hide the ridicule in his eyes.

"Thank you. ”

Thirteen didn't want to say a word more, he reached out to take the sword, and the beggar didn't mention the money at all before the shopkeeper met, so he naturally had to block it meaningfully.

"Hehe, guest officer, you forgot to pay for the meal, you can only take the sword after paying for it. ”

"Thank you, shopkeeper, for your wine. Thirteen's hand hooked the jar and took another big sip with his head raised.