The wine jar in Zhao Ming's hand came to an end in less than three days, and he was reluctant to drink the medicinal wine in the gourd, so after thinking about it, he had to see if there was any good wine in the next town and buy some more. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Breeze Town, that's it, that's it. Zhao Ming drove for another half a day, and finally met a slightly larger town.

As soon as Zhao Ming's image walked into the town, it attracted malicious onlookers from the masses, and Zhao Ming didn't care, he was used to it all the way.

"Well, this inn looks quite old, so I chose this one. With that, Zhao Ming raised his feet and came into this Rifle Inn.

As soon as he entered the store, Xiao Er greeted him, although the shop Xiao Er also felt that Zhao Ming was very strange, a monk was still carrying a big gourd, and it was exaggerated that he was still holding a big wine jar in his hand, and he had nothing to give himself a sip.

However, the shopkeeper is not afraid, in this society, there are people everywhere, and there are many strange people who have been shopkeepers for so many years, although Zhao is obviously more ...... It's a little weird, but these shopkeepers feel that they can accept it.

"Guest officer, do you still live in the hotel?" The shopkeeper still has his usual low eyebrows.

"Eat, bring me good food and wine on the table. As he spoke, he put the gourd on his body and put it on the ground.

The "bang" startled the customers in the store, and everyone looked at the gourd that Zhao Ming put on the ground.

I saw that the brick where the gourd was placed had sunk a layer down, which made the sweat on the head of the shopkeeper flow down.

Just now, I felt that Zhao Ming was strange, and the onlookers suddenly scattered when they saw this posture, running faster than anyone else.

Zhao Ming's eyes glanced at the reactions of the people around him, and he sneered in his heart, he didn't care, he was most afraid of trouble, and it would definitely not take much to solve it simply and rudely.

Zhao Ming waited for a while, but the shopkeeper still stood there without moving, and couldn't help frowning.

"Why aren't you going?"

When the shopkeeper heard Zhao Ming's voice, his body trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, you wait, I'll be right away... I'll help you order. ”

Saying that, the shopkeeper rushed to the back kitchen, and the shopkeeper at the counter didn't mean to stop him at all.

Zhao Ming sat there and didn't say anything, why? If he spoke, wouldn't his master's demeanor be gone.

But before Zhao Ming could enjoy the feeling of being a master, a person walked in outside the door, uh, how to say it, at first glance, he was a 'master', with a lonely face, he stepped into the inn with two swords on his back, his eyes shook back and forth twice, and he said directly to the boss behind the counter: "Bring me a table of good wine and food, um..."

"Just the window seat!" he said and walked towards it, passing by Zhao Ming's side without even looking at it.

Zhao Ming looked in the direction that the guy was pointing to, and found that there were still two people sitting at the table eating, this guy walked over without saying a word, the two people on the table were still struggling at the beginning This is not to give up their position, but when the guy walked to the table, the two of them directly picked up their things and fled.

The boss hurriedly apologized to the two and ordered a table of dishes for them for free.

The guy who was pretending to be forced naturally sat down on a stool, and sat there without saying a word.

Zhao Ming looked at how the guy looked and felt that face looked obscene, especially ...... He can even pretend to be better than himself, he is really the ancestor of pretending to be the world.

"I really want to pretend, isn't it just a first-class guy, a hillbilly who has never seen the world......" Zhao Ming looked at people next to him and thought more than he pretended, I don't know if he was a little jealous and muttered.

At this time, the shopkeeper came out of the back kitchen, took a rag, spread his little short legs, and ran to the guy's table and cleaned up all the things on it.

And then the guy's desk went up one after the other.

This Zhao Ming can't bear it anymore, he didn't say it first, this guy's talents are all on the ground, and his talents haven't started yet, what does this mean!

"Shopkeeper, where's my food?"

When the shopkeeper heard that this master was unhappy, he hurriedly nodded and ran over and said, "Guest officer, come right away, come right away, don't worry!"

"I don't want to say anything, I don't want to know what you're thinking, all you have to do now is serve me food immediately, otherwise...... Hey...... The little monk is a monk, but he never speaks!" After speaking, Zhao Ming didn't look at this shopkeeper much, not that he could embarrass this shopkeeper, but a clear-eyed person could see that the table of dishes that pretended to be a guy just now was his own, and this shopkeeper was so faceless, Zhao Ming felt that he didn't need to think about him.

"It's... The shopkeeper was a little stunned, this had never happened before, although the guy with the sword on his back looked like a master, and it was indeed more consistent with his age, but this young monk could carry such a heavy gourd as if he was fine, and he should also be a ruthless character, anyway, neither of them could offend.

The shopkeeper's smiling face suddenly turned bitter melon color. There is nowhere to send it when it is used by Zhao Ming.

At this time, the shopkeeper brought a plate of food and put it on the guy's table, Zhao Ming didn't care at all, he looked ahead without squinting, but he had already picked up the centering stick in his hand and inserted it into the brick on the ground with a 'boom'.

The shopkeeper's frightened body trembled, kicked the second shopkeeper's ass, and scolded: "Why don't you hurry up to urge Lao Tzu to cook? Don't you see that the guests are waiting? How long do you want this guest officer to wait?"

The shopkeeper has a grudge in his heart, and there is no place to complain, so be careful and complain.

"Shopkeeper, didn't you make me want to bring it to that table!"

But then there was a burst of 'shadowless feet' from the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper hurriedly crawled to the back kitchen.

The shopkeeper vented the resentment in his heart, turned his head to Zhao Ming and smiled.

Zhao Ming ignored him, picked up his wine jar and drank it by himself.

Then the pretending fellow with the twin swords on his back spoke, "Bring me a jug of your best wine." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately went over to get the wine.

It didn't take long for the shopkeeper to walk up to the guy's table with a wine jug, put down the wine jug and said with a smiling face: "Guest officer, your wine, please use it slowly." As he spoke, he smiled and went down with the plate.

Zhao Ming really couldn't stand the shopkeeper's cheap face to a certain extent, so he picked up the wine jar and poured himself a sip.

But at this time, there was a questioning voice from behind.

"Shopkeeper, why don't you smell at all?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately ran over again.

"How is it possible, this is a good Jinhua wine, and it is also extremely popular among the upper class people in the capital, how can it be tasteless. The shopkeeper flattered this guy with a smile on his face.

The guy who pretended to be forced looked in Zhao Ming's direction and said, "Just give me a pot of the wine in his hand." ”

Zhao Ming's face was stunned when he heard this, and after a while, he almost burst out with laughter in his mouth, this guy just came and didn't know that Zhao Ming had brought it in his hand, and he thought it was from the inn.

"It's... The shopkeeper couldn't say a word, and this wasn't from their inn, so where would he get it!

The guy saw the shopkeeper next to him with an embarrassed look, and thought that the shopkeeper wanted to ask for money, so he said unhappily: "What? I'm afraid that I won't be able to afford to drink if I don't have the money to pay the bill?"

"No, no, it's just ......" The shopkeeper didn't know how to tell the master in front of him, could it be that people brought this by themselves?

The man saw that the shopkeeper's face was tangled, and he didn't mean to serve wine at all, and he was immediately unhappy, could he not drink a single wine in this poor and remote place? After more than ten years of retreat, he finally became a master and was ready to come out to show his strength, but he didn't expect to eat in this small inn today, and if he let the people know where to put his face in the future.

Thinking of this, the guy took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, and the table immediately fell westward.

"The silver is here, serve wine to Lao Tzu. He didn't eat anymore, so he just sat there and waited.

At this time, Zhao Ming next to him was already laughing like crazy.

"This guy is so funny...... Hahaha......"