"Ahem, Xiaomei! You said that you are an innkeeper and don't worry about food or clothing, why do you want to join the beggar gang!" Zhao Lang stared at Ye Xiaomei and said helplessly.

Is the beggar gang so good? Obviously a superb little Lori who has no worries about food and clothing, and drills into a bunch of stinky beggars with all her heart, which is really cute enough, and the name of the cute little Lori is worthy of the name.

Ye Xiaomei scratched her head and said with a smile: "What's so fun about the eldest lady? Being locked up at home by my father and not letting people go out to play, or Brother Zhao, you are comfortable, wandering outside every day without being restricted." ”

Zhao Lang had a black line on his forehead, as if begging was the most chic profession in the world. If this is heard by the flower child on the street, she will definitely give this girl a shudder. It's so much to be in the midst of blessings and not know the blessings!

"Moreover, Xiaomei admires the Huang Rong Huang gang leader of the beggar gang the most, if people can join the beggar gang, they can see Huang Rong Huang gang leader every day!" Ye Xiaomei looked longing, and her cute face was almost drooling.

Zhao Lang sweated wildly, this little Lori is still a die-hard fan of Huang Rong! It's a pity that she doesn't know, even if she joins the beggar gang, don't want to see the Huang gang leader every day, after all, Huang Rong and Brother Jing have sex and don't have enough time to gallop for the next generation to be born, how can she have the kung fu to take care of a little disciple of the beggar gang!

was teasing Xiao Lori, the dish was served, Zhao Lang was holding a chicken leg and gobbling it up.

"More than ninety percent of the disciples of the Beggar Gang don't know how much to envy your life, if they have enough money, they will not hesitate to choose to live a life like you," Zhao Lang pouted and said.

Ye Xiaomei looked at Zhao Lang and said, "If you have enough money, will you leave the beggar gang without hesitation?" But Brother Zhao, don't you have a thousand taels of silver tickets? Why do you want to stay in the beggar gang and be the turtle in the urn!"

cough, coughing violently, Zhao Lang almost choked to death.

Which pot is not opened, Zhao Lang has a black line, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, gritted his teeth, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart. Stay in the beggar gang, do you think I'm happy! Isn't it because of the dead old man who has a bad stomach in Lu Youjiao?

Moreover, who taught you the idiom of the turtle in the urn? Who is the turtle? Even if you are cute and not stupid, don't use the idiom indiscriminately, okay?

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a brown forged velvet coat walked down from the restaurant, looked at Zhao Lang, and then at Ye Xiaomei, with a trace of unswerving on his face: "Stupid girl, why did you bring these indiscriminate little dishes to the store again?"

Ye Xiaomei scratched her head and argued: "Daddy, Brother Zhao is not a trivial person who asks for food. He's a four-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang!"

Father Ye waved his hand impatiently: "Don't talk to me about these useless things." This month, you've brought in seven times with a small meal of unknown origin to eat and drink. For my father, the business of this restaurant is not good now, and if you let this stupid girl mess around, why don't we close our Chonghe Inn as soon as possible?"

Walking downstairs, Father Ye stretched out his hand to Zhao Lang: "Okay, okay, if you want to eat, you have eaten enough, even if I do good deeds today, I don't care if you lie to our Xiaomei, bring a little food, you can leave early!"

Damn, I've been looked down upon again! How many times has this been today? Is it really that I have no temper when I am a master?

Zhao Lang rolled his eyes, casually lifted the wooden stick beside him, gently lifted it up, and firmly pointed it on the bulge between Ye's father's elbows. This bulge is a major fulcrum of the whole arm, and once it is hit, it only takes a little force to immediately numb the arm.

After Hong Qigong's guidance, Zhao Lang made a move, and the word "fast and accurate" was brought into full play, although he did not use much force, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary people like Father Ye.

Father Ye snorted, took three steps back, staggered, and sat on the chair: "You actually dare to do it!"

"If it weren't for Xiao Lori, Xiaomei would have been polite to me, and your attitude towards me just now was not too excessive, the stick just now was definitely not so light. Zhao Lang put down the stick, slapped the thousand taels of silver tickets on the table, and continued to bow his head and focus on nibbling on the chicken legs, "Although Young Master Ben is now a disciple of the Beggar Gang, in terms of net worth and capital, he is only a lot more than you. Don't worry, Young Master Ben is cheating your family out of money for wine and food. ”

Father Ye picked up the stack of silver tickets in disbelief and lit them.

Zhao Lang is not afraid that he will be greedy for this money, anyway, now he has the world's largest gang of beggars behind him, no need to use it in vain, if someone provokes him, Zhao Lang will be even happier, let Lu Youjiao's old belly and black work hard!

Counting them one by one, Father Ye's face became more and more surprised, indeed, this stack of silver tickets, there are twenty taels or fifty taels for small amounts, and one hundred taels for large amounts, adding up, no more, no less, exactly one thousand taels of silver tickets.

You must know that in ancient times, many civilians did not have one tael of silver or one thousand taels of silver for a month's salary, which was equivalent to one million today in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it was only a lot more, which can definitely be called a huge amount of money.

Although Ye's father ran an inn, but during the Song Dynasty, trade was the most developed, and various commercial competitions were quite fierce, and his small inn was not brilliant in the inns, and it was not worth much, even if it was sold, it might not be worth a thousand taels of silver.

The delicate little beggar in front of him, with good facial features and heroic eyebrows, didn't ask for two years of food at first glance, and he was already a super little tyrant whose value was not lower than himself, or even higher than himself!

Is there any Heavenly Principle, is there any royal law?

When did you have such a rich way to ask for food, more than the savings of opening an inn? Could it be that her daughter Xiaomei is determined to be a flower child, right? Xiaomei is not a stupid girl, my old Ye is the real old man?

At this time, Father Ye's heart was a mess at this time!

Of course, as the person who opened the inn, Father Ye was also a well-rounded person. After ordering the silver ticket, after being stunned for a moment, Father Ye already knew that the little beggar in front of him was not someone he could afford to provoke, so he hurriedly flattered: "Hehe, it's the little shopkeeper, I don't know Taishan anymore, and I ask this young man not to be surprised." The little shopkeeper is Xiaomei's father, this meal, I will be the little shopkeeper and I will please, what Shaoxia wants to eat, just order. ”

Zhao Lang's heart blossomed, no wonder so many protagonists in the novel like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. This feeling is simply quite refreshing!

laughed out loud in his heart, but Zhao Lang's face was very calm: "There is no need for delicacies from the mountains and seas, Ye Shopkeeper is also a small business, so it will not be difficult for Young Master Ben to do it for you." It's freezing today, and the shopkeeper Ye invited me to eat a hot pot to warm my stomach, and this offense, Young Master Ben didn't care about it. ”

When Father Ye heard the first half of the sentence, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking that this little meal was not too much, and he did not violate the ban with martial arts like other martial arts people, and the lion opened his mouth. But after listening to the second half of Zhao Lang's words, his face once again showed an embarrassed look.

Father Ye said: "Hot pot, young man, please forgive the little shopkeeper for being lonely and unheard, what kind of delicacy is this hot pot? The little shopkeeper has opened an inn for more than ten years, but he has never heard of this delicacy!"

"Haven't you heard of hot pot? Shopkeeper Ye, you're too picky, right?

Zhao Lang reflexively wanted to complain, but suddenly reacted, it is still in the Southern Song Dynasty, where did the hot pot come from? Looking at Father Ye's embarrassed look again, Rao is Zhao Lang's thick-skinned face is extraordinary, and he couldn't help but panic for a while at this time.

"If you don't, forget it!" Zhao Lang scratched his head and said with a smile, "These dishes are so-so, but it's okay, I'm not picky."

At this moment, there was a commotion in the inn, followed by the sound of weapons clashing.

"Liu Dadao, you deceive people too much, my ghost knife sect is famous, how can you be allowed to provoke at will, look at the move!"

"Come on, come on, someone Liu is still afraid that you won't succeed, today I will see your ghost knife door pretending to be a ghost knife method. ”

There was a thud, and then two gray-clad voices burst out of the door and walked away. Xiao Er chased and shouted at the door, "Guest officer, you haven't paid yet", but where can you catch up?

Hearing such a fight, Father Ye sighed lightly: "Hey, here it is again, this month is already the ninth time, if it goes on like this, how will the business be done!"

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