After waiting for a long time, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly increased the volume by more than ten times, and almost yelled: "Boss." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This sound was so abrupt that it startled the guests at the table next to him, and the hand that raised the glass was unsteady for a moment, and a glass of wine was spilled on the table.

The man was suddenly extremely angry, stood up suddenly, and without saying a word, he directly swung his fist and wanted to hit Yang Xiaofeng. Fortunately, a person next to him quickly grabbed him, and after comforting him for a while, the man sat down again with a curse.

After this trouble, the shopkeeper finally walked over slowly, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head and said, "There are guests."

"There are customers ......", the shop guy looked around casually for a week, puzzled: "Where are the guests"?

Yang Xiao didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "I'm a guest."

"You ......", the shopkeeper finally looked at Yang Xiaofeng, and immediately said disdainfully: "It turns out that the son is a guest, presumably you were invited." I wonder if you're alone, Childe, and do you have other companions?"

Yang Xiaofeng slowly shook his head and said, "I don't have a companion, and I didn't come by invitation!"

"That's ......", the guy tried to squeeze out a few reluctant smiles, and asked, "Does that boy want to eat vegetables, or just drink?"

"As long as the wine".

"I don't know what kind of wine Gongzi wants, but we have the best Shaoxing old flower carving, 30-year-old daughter Hong, Shanxi Xinghua Village old sake, shochu rice wine in southern Xiangnan, soy sauce wine ...... in Lingnan."

The shop guy gushed endlessly, and reported more than ten kinds of famous wines at once, but Yang Xiaofeng just said lightly: "No matter what kind of wine, as long as it is a strong wine, the stronger the better."

"Okay, Childe, wait a minute, the wine will come soon", although the shopkeeper said respectfully, he still couldn't hide the disdain on his face. Although the words were courteous, the footsteps were procrastinating, and I slowly went to serve the wine.

Yang Xiaofeng finally raised his head and looked at the shopkeeper, only to see that he was about to get a drink at the counter, but a woman at the counter whispered a few words to him in his ear. Then the man walked back empty-handed.

"Childe, I'm sorry ......", although the shopkeeper said sorry, he didn't even have a trace of apology on his face, and said coldly: "Although there is wine, it's just ......."

Yang Xiaofeng saw that he was only halfway along, so he asked, "Just what?"

"It's just that we have a ...... here," but this time it was the woman at the counter who had come out of the counter and walked this way.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't look at her either, and asked in a low voice, "What rules"?

The woman walked over and stood still in front of Yang Xiaofeng, looked at him with a smile, and said face to face: "Childe doesn't know, although I have all kinds of high-quality wine in this shop, but there is a rule."

After a pause, the woman cleared her throat again, and said loudly to Yang Xiaofeng, as if to this full house, "The rule in other stores may be to eat and drink first and then pay the wine bill." However, my rule here is to pay the wine bill first, and then eat the wine after the payment is made."

"Okay, good rules......", some of the guests have already applauded: "The proprietress has good rules, she should have paid the bill first and then ate and drank." In this way, we will not let those poor people who have no money to pay the wine bill mix in and eat wine in vain. Otherwise, it will not be difficult to do it when you have finished eating and drinking and have no money to pay the bill. At that time, the wine was already in his stomach, so he should not be asked to spit it out again, at most he could only be beaten a few times to vent his anger, but in any case, he should not be beaten to death or sent to the government because of the money for a meal."

As the man spoke, his eyes were already smiling at Yang Xiaofeng intentionally or unintentionally. The proprietress also looked at Yang Xiaofeng with a smile.

Yang Xiaofeng was secretly bitter in his heart.

The proprietress suddenly smiled again: "Since the son wants to eat and drink, he also knows our rules, please take the silver out, so as not to sweep your Yaxing."

"Okay, good rules", Yang Xiaofeng felt bitter in his heart, but he also shouted twice in a row.

He finally looked up and looked at the woman in front of him. Seeing that she was about the same age as herself, wearing a pale pink dress, her black hair was combed behind her at will, and her bright and charming face was as delicate as a flower. There is a faint smile in the eyes of Rushui, calm and steady.

The woman's posture is slender, and the whole person does not have that kind of charming atmosphere, but it gives people the feeling that she is like a fox spirit who has practiced for thousands of years. Her eyes, in particular, are smart and cunning, and just one glance is enough to sink people.

"Okay, very good", Yang Xiaofeng glanced at the woman, then turned around and walked out directly.

The woman smiled and asked, "Where is Childe, don't you eat and drink?"

Yang Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said: "I don't have money to pay the wine bill, what kind of wine do I eat."

......Seeing this, the shopkeeper standing next to the woman spat heavily on the ground and scolded: "Sure enough, it's a poor sour ghost who wants to eat white food, but fortunately the proprietress saw through him early, otherwise he wouldn't have been eaten for nothing."

Yang Xiaofeng's fists clenched suddenly, and after a while, he didn't do anything, didn't look back, didn't even say a word, just walked out silently in the ridicule and white eyes of everyone.

When everyone saw him behaving like this, they immediately burst into laughter, and some people even opened their mouths to scold: "Dead and poor, cowardly, and ......."

Hearing these words in Yang Xiaofeng's ears, he didn't even frown again.

He has experienced too much damage in his life, and his heart has long been numb with pain, and a little ridicule is nothing.

In the midst of everyone's sarcastic laughter, a pleasant and agile female voice was suddenly heard from the door.

"I'll pay for his wine."

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at the door together, only to see a woman in purple standing there at some point, and she moved lightly and walked over slowly.

Who is it if it's not Lin Yuhan?

After seeing the person clearly, the guests in the room who were still laughing at Yang Xiaofeng suddenly looked like ducks whose necks had been pinched, and they couldn't laugh for a moment. Many people were even more panicked and quickly took their eyes off Lin Yuhan, just lowering their heads and pulling the wine and food on the table.

It seems that these people here obviously know Lin Yuhan.

Seeing that it was Lin Yuhan, the woman in pink just now was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to laugh and said, "Holy Maiden, why are you free to come to my broken jade xuan." Even if you're coming, you should have someone say hello in advance, so that I can get ready."

It turned out that this woman in pink was one of the twelve demon protectors of the Fengyue Sect, the Qiaotu Golden Broken Jade.

Lin Yuhan ignored Jin Shayu, glanced at Yang Xiaofeng, and said, "I'm just here to pay for him."

"...... pay for him", Jin Xiaoyu couldn't help but look at Yang Xiaofeng a few more times, and said suspiciously: "This son is a friend of the Holy Maiden"?

Lin Yuhan nodded and replied lightly: "Sort of."

Jin Shayu was simply asking knowingly, in fact, from the moment Yang Xiaofeng and Lin Yuhan arrived here today, she knew his identity.

Lin Yuhan almost turned over the entire Jinling City in order to find Yang Xiaofeng a month ago, how could Jin Broken Jade, who was one of the twelve protectors of the Fengyue Sect, not know about this.

Therefore, from the moment Yang Xiaofeng walked into Broken Yuxuan, she recognized him at a glance. The reason why I just spoke like that was just to see what kind of person this man who made the saint so infatuated, and what was so good about him?

In conclusion, Jin Shayu was disappointed.

This Yang Xiaofeng is simply a poor scholar who is extremely cowardly.

She really couldn't imagine what was so special about this person that he could be favored by the saint.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the saint's brain, or that the saint is blind. Or maybe you have lost your eyes?

But no matter what, at this time, Jin Shayu could only pretend to laugh and say: "The concubine is clumsy, and she doesn't know the son's respect." If you are a friend of the Holy Maiden, please take a seat quickly. Xiaoyu, what are you still doing in a daze, please invite your son into the elegant seat."

The guy in the shop, Xiao Yu, was stunned, and at this time, he listened to the boss's instructions, so he came over tremblingly, and said with a strong smile: "Son, please come here."

Yang Xiaofeng ignored him, but glanced at Xiao Yu's trembling legs intentionally or unintentionally from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Obviously, this man's panic at the moment was completely faked. Yu Yuansheng, one of the twelve demon protectors of the Fengyue Sect, could not be scared like this.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't move, and Yu Yuansheng had no choice but to retreat to the side and stand down.

Seeing this situation, Jin Shayu immediately laughed dryly and said, "Since you are here, please also invite the holy woman to have a cup of weak tea and sit down."

"No, ......", Lin Yuhan shook his head and said lightly again: "I'm just here to pay for him."

Jin Shayu hurriedly said: "Where did the holy woman say, the restaurants on this entire street are the property of our Fengyue Sect, you are here, what are you going to say to pay the bill."

Since Lin Yuhan walked in, Yang Xiaofeng has never looked at her. At this moment, he finally glanced sideways at the girl, and then raised his foot and walked out.

He didn't say a word as he passed by the girl.

There seemed to be crystal tears flashing in her eyes, Lin Yuhan lowered her head, and let Yang Xiaofeng walk past her. After a moment of silence, he asked with a wry smile, "Brother Yang, where are you going?"

Yang Xiaofeng didn't stop at his feet, and replied indifferently: "I don't know."

Lin Yuhan said sadly: "Don't you even have the opportunity to invite you to a glass of wine?"

Yang Xiaofeng still walked out slowly, saying as he walked: "Why do you invite me, I don't want you to invite me."

Lin Yuhan seemed to be about to shed tears, but he suddenly turned around, faced Yang Xiaofeng's back, held back his tears, and smiled softly: "Do you remember the time under the Ethereal Peak, you invited me to drink soup once." This time, I'll treat you to a drink, and we'll count ...... It's kind of flattened."

Yang Xiaofeng finally stopped, then slowly turned around, faced the girl's tender gaze, and said in a low voice: "Okay."