The shopkeeper asked, "The guest officer has silver taels?"

Wu Ling smiled bitterly when he heard this, and replied, "No."

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"No!" The shopkeeper's face was long, and he opened his hands and counted the number of roast ducks eaten at Wu Ling's table.

"A total of 43 ......"

It was like a thunderbolt on the back of Xiao Er's head, I originally thought that I had met a big sum of money and could add more generous commissions this month, but now 43 Yanmen ducks have been eaten in vain, and it seems that the commission within a year is gone!

"Why is my life so miserable, I have an eighty-year-old mother, an unborn baby, and a half-brother to take care of. ”

"I thought that if I became a gentleman Yanmen, I would be promoted to store manager, and then open a branch, marry Xiaoju from the next village, and go to the peak of my life from then on, but now I ......"

The shopkeeper cried and cried, and finally lay down in front of a pool of duck bones, bursting into tears, "But now there are 43 that beat me...... Roast duck!"

Wu Ling was stunned, the mood of the second child in this shop was really not ordinary, Wu Ling had to get up, patted him on the shoulder and said: "You have to get used to this, look down on everything, it's not terrible to be defeated by ducks, what is terrible is that one day the ducks will ignore you, and you will lose the goal of struggle, which is terrible." ”

Da Niu stared at Wu Ling blankly, listening to it with a blank expression, thinking that human beings are really fragile and can be defeated by a few ducks.

"Who is eating the overlord meal, I really don't take my handle in my eyes, but also in my heart. The cry of the shopkeeper attracted the handle in the kitchen, and he ran out with a spoon in his hand, with a green onion in his mouth, quite the style of a chef who has been in charge for 30 years.

Wu Ling knew that it was Shanzhuang who came out, so he retracted his teasing expression, and responded lightly: "The strong man is strong, was it comfortable to fall in the past?"

Listening to the familiar voice, he was looking at where the voice came from, and glanced back and forth, only to see Wu Ling's body next to a table full of broken duck bones.

"It's the Great God of Wuling!"

Zhuang's call aroused the attention of the people around him, they knew the origin of Junzi Yanmen, and they couldn't be provoked if they were not easy to provoke, the previous Junzi Yanmen Store was so powerful, and the killing was decisive, and almost no one dared to provoke it.

Until one day, the appearance of one person changed the entire gentleman's Yanmen.

It is precisely because of him that since then, the gentleman Yanmen has not only become polite and polite in terms of hospitality, but also the roast duck is extremely refreshing than that, and the people who make trouble on the rivers and lakes do not dare to make trouble again.

Everyone present knew that the person's name seemed to be "Wu Ling".

"Is that him?" asked one of the crowd.

"No, at such a young age, I heard that the person named Wu Ling is as tall as a bamboo pole, as strong as a giant ding, and has a beard. An old woman spoke.

Their voices were very small, but they still fell into Wu Ling's ears, Wu Ling was stunned, and said in his heart, it was really terrifying that the rumors had spread.

......

"Yo, this shop is so lively today, hey, the handle is also there, then hurry up and serve me five roast ducks to satisfy my cravings." ”

Six or seven or eight people crowded in outside the door, and one of them, with a slightly peculiar voice, shouted, and seemed to be quite familiar with the handle.

Wu Ling looked over, but found that this group of people was very familiar in their dress, there were Taoist priests with good manners, young people dressed in strange shapes, and a bad old man with bald hair and one eyes.

Wu Ling understood that the bad old man's eyes were intact, and he was just pretending to be one-eyed.

Thinking with his toes, Wu Ling also knew the origin of this group of people, it was the people of the four groups of forces that disturbed Xue'er Village, but he didn't expect to appear in the place of Junzi Yanmen.

Looking at it again, Shanzhuang is usually very arrogant, but when they appeared, he was timid, only to hear Shanzhuang reach out and take the green onion in his mouth, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry uncles, today's Yanmen roast duck has unfortunately been sold out, and there are still seven or eight half-baked half-baked ones left in the back kitchen, which is really uneatable." ”

The group's eyes were extremely unbearable, and they were obviously angry at Zhuang's explanation.

Shanzhuang nodded and responded again: "If you don't come back tomorrow, we gentlemen will please." ”

One of the people in the gang who showed a small poke of green hair replied disdainfully: "We have never given money for eating duck, not to mention, if it is given to you, you will not have the courage to accept it, right?" ”

Seeing that they were angry, Handle Zhuang hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, it is a great honor for the people who walk the dragon to come to our gentleman's Yanmen, how dare they still collect money." ”

This is extremely uncomfortable in Wu Ling's ears, when did Shanzhuang become so pleasing to people, there must be something greasy in this.

Wu Ling deliberately held the only remaining piece of duck wing in his mouth, and put down a sentence: "Shanzhuang, where is the housekeeper?

"Shh

Seeing that Wu Ling's delicate face was not afraid at all, he explained to Wu Ling again: "They are not easy to provoke, they are powerful, but there is a strong internal force behind them, and we can't afford to provoke them." The great butler has been seriously injured by them before. ”

It's a pity that Wu Ling's voice was deliberately made, the voice was extremely loud, and everyone present could hear that Wu Ling was alluding to that they were not things.

"We're not things!" one of the stunned young men angrily drank Ling Wu Ling, causing everyone to laugh.

Wu Ling also responded: "This is your own admission, no matter what I do." ”

Da Niu couldn't hear the meaning of this passage again, and asked blankly: "They are not things in the first place, why do you ask them what they are?"

When the men, women, and children present heard this, they laughed even more, and with the innocent appearance of Da Niu Ruo, it was really like asking questions, and they were even happier.

The gang was annoyed and angry, slapped the green-haired boy, and said viciously: "Where did you come from, bastard, you can't make a living?"

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, he was about to stop Wu Ling and signal him to put down his body, but Wu Ling gently pressed him on the wooden bench to do a good job, along with the shopkeeper on the side who was pressed down.

only listened to Wu Ling's weak response: "Fight the dog like this, and send them back to see the big dog after the fight, so it's more interesting." ”

Among the people in front of them, except for the one-eyed bald hair, which is the first layer of internal force, the rest are all ordinary people.