Chapter 141: There is an inn

"Just in front, there is a'youjian Inn'! You, rush over by yourself." She hurriedly told him to release his arm and jumped off the carriage midway. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at him, seeming to be afraid that he was as usual again, specially emphasized: "No temper is allowed!"
Jingyu nodded at her. Their carriage was the last one in the original convoy to enter the city. I was afraid that it was by the door of the inn, and someone was already waiting. She was thin-skinned, and he would certainly not make her too embarrassed in front of the same door.
Duan Murong was relieved. She didn't walk as fast as a carriage, and was quickly overtaken by Jingyu. The carriage went straight along the wide street, and after passing many street stalls, it reached the front of the inn. Sure enough, there was a look on his face. After making a gesture to him, he didn't speak and turned and walked in.
Jingyu got off the car, hugged Xiaoyou, and helped Yi Rong's Qing'er and Xue Nuan's Duan Murong, who was also as easy as Rong, and took advantage of this pause to come to them. Jingyu took the lead and walked into this two-story inn with a few beautiful still-looking beauties.
As for the carriage? Since one person passed from behind like a road, to the front of the carriage, he led the horse and walked forward without any attention.
Some inns also serve as restaurants. The lobby on the ground floor is wide, and the floor is covered with wooden boards. Some low tables are evenly arranged on both sides for diners to drink. At the end of the middle of the hall, there is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor, where a fat-faced fat man stands. See how he looks and dresses up, and it is more suitable for the term "green forest". However, after seeing Jingyu several people, he greeted with a smiling face and shouted:
"Visitors come to the door, foreign business is not done today! Guys, close the door and lock."
He swayed his arms while walking, quite funny. Especially the big belly swayed up and down, amused Xiao Xiao. He didn't mind seeing the little girl laughing at him, he seemed quite easygoing.
A few welcoming buddies around the place agreed, and the two went up to close the door, and then left silently with the others as if they had already received orders.
There is one exception! ‘He’ stood in the shadow of the stairs and looked at Jingyu a few people with cold eyes. Being so watched, Jingyu was naturally discovered. He turned his head and saw a thin young man, about 150 cm tall, standing with his head hanging slightly. Although the right hairline covered one eye, he still felt very handsome.
The two of them looked down at Jingyu first, and looked at the position of ‘him’ chest. In an instant, an illusion that seemed to be naked in his eyes was born in his heart. Unconsciously, ‘He’ flinched his chest, which hadn’t stood up very much, and a small animal-like alert rose in his eyes.
Jingyu withdrew his gaze, but his mouth curled up quietly. That made ‘him’ frown, and it seemed that it was not easy to stay for a long time, and he left silently. It's just that I'm so upset in my heart.
This place is not only the stronghold of the Mo family in the city, but Duan Murong is the Mo family, so he naturally knows this fat man.
"Ding Fatty, what about the others?" she asked, walking to the side of Jingyu, flush with him.
Hearing her voice, he looked at his face again, "Oh, girl Duanmu, you are finally here, but people are worried." The big man called Ding Fatty said: "If not," he looked at Jingyu, " This is Mr. Long, fortunately, fortunately!" He clasped his fists and looked at Jingyu, his eyes and face were all admirable.
He had already received the Mo family, and seeing Jingyu entering the city was not as easy as theirs. This boldness really made his heart beat a bit faster.
‘It’s worthy of being the famous young master of the Xiang family in the rivers and lakes. This madness and pride alone is not something ordinary people can have. ‘He’s praised.
This Ding fat man lives in Qilu, and also speaks like a Shandong man. However, after all, it is the person who opens the store in the market, and there is inevitably more slickness in the rough voice. Moreover, others grow thick, but in fact they are not thick.
Jingyu nodded and also clenched his fists: "Dingzhang is polite, we have delayed some time on the road."
As for what time was delayed, Duan Murong twisted the beginning and only did not hear.
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. With you there, I believe nothing can happen." Duan Murong called him a fat man, and Jingyu called him the shopkeeper. Although he knew this was because the two sides were unfamiliar, he still made Ding fat man feel. The other's respect. He greeted Jingyu and replied to Duan Murong's previous question, "They have all rested upstairs, and the robbery has notified them. I believe it will be down soon."
Footsteps sounded on the stairs. Several people who came down already took advantage of this time to remove the disguise when they entered the city and restore their original appearance. Ding Fatzi asked the buddy to put a rectangular table in the lobby on the first floor. Except Duan Murong and others looking for a room to remove the disguise, the others sat down with some exceptions. Jingyu, he pulled Xiao Zuo to sit on the side of the lobby, a copy of the original By the low table for alcoholic guests.
Because of the need to distinguish it from the ground, a wooden platform is set up, and the terrain is higher than the center.
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His own man put a wine jar, a wine bowl, and a few small dishes for him, and then left Jingyu politely to watch such a man, and then passed by the people sitting down under the hall, actually filled with wonder.
Are those guys all Mozi children? Otherwise, if you talk about things like this, are you not afraid of doubt?
Nevertheless, he did not ask this out. This is the Mo's place, he will not interfere with anything. Poured a bowl of wine by himself, stood up and sniffed Xiao Zuan watching, fed her a small sip of this ancient wine, and then it was hard liquor, and the alcohol level was not so high.
Xiao Zuo took a small sip in his mouth, and when he saw him, he swallowed a few sips from where she was drinking. She was also satisfied that she was not beautiful enough to drink, but was able to share with him. At eight years old, she can also eat well. However, if he wants to be there, she often sits in his arms, waits for him to eat a chopstick, and then feeds her a chopstick.
The woman's makeup was taken off more slowly, and everyone waited and drank a few bowls of wine with each other first.
Especially the muscular man with the big hammer. Because of his height, he went into the city to hide in the food basket, but he was really depressed. Even though Jingyu shines along the way, on the whole it is also a journey of escape, how can there be time to get drunk? At this time there was wine, and he sullen his head a few bowls, and finally felt a bit happy.
Many people, plus the presence of a wine sack like him, the jar of wine on the long table is really hard to drink. The big hammer fell into the fifth bowl, and then lifted the wine jar, it was empty.
"Ding Fatty, let your buddy send another altar no, send wine like Santanzi." The big hammer put down the altar and howled at Ding Fatty.
"Santan? Such a wine?" Ding Fatty unconsciously glanced at Jingyu and turned his face back to look at the big hammer, then pouted, "You don't want money? This is my best wine here. "No," he seemed to mumble something, and stretched his hand at the big hammer. "If you want to drink, come with money!"
"Uh" the so-called penny overwhelms the hero Han, so the performance was on the spot. Thanks to the nine-foot-tall Tibetan man who was so high, the big hammer also grabbed the back of his head, revealing the embarrassment. His pair of skeletal bullseyes slowly turned around twice, and he couldn't bear the worms in his belly. He said with a face: "Hey, let's account first, let's account first!"
‘Accounting? Will you pay it back? ’Ding fat man whispered in his heart, his face now scornful. There are outsiders such as Jingyu and Gaie, but he still has to save some face for the Mo family? I saw that the muscles on his face shook uncomfortably like a pain, ruthlessly:
"Okay, come again"
Ding Fatzi has a good workmanship, and the business of this inn and restaurant is quite good. It stands to reason that he is not short of money in these altars. It's just that this business wasn't for his own personal business. Most of the funds flowed into the Mo family in various aspects. You said that Gao Jianli, the big hammer, and these people, where would they go to work to earn money to feed themselves. There are many disciples under the Mo family, and the funds are not ample, which also makes him so stingy.
"Ding dispensers, the same kind, then go to the five altars." Jingyu suddenly interjected.
Seeing Ding Fatty react, he expected that he must have had a good drink because of his presence. It's just that everyone else is familiar with Ding Fatty, and he just ignored others because he had a good drink alone. Therefore, the same quality was placed on the long table.
"Whether it's the government city or this place, my Xiang family has been given hospitality by the Mo family. Today I will go back to the east and entertain you to have a good meal. Don't be polite to me!" He glanced at Xiang Liang during his speech. The latter realized that he found a black bag in his arms and got up and handed Ding Fatty across the table.
Fatty Ding looked at Xiang Liang's hands and some green muscles appeared in his hands, which obviously made him weak. After he took over from Xiang Liang, he started to sink. He opened the bag in surprise. The golden pancakes filled with yellow, orange and orange were not a good meal. It was more than enough to buy ten such inns.
"Too much, too much." Although Ding Fatty was a little emotional, he dared not accept the heavy money anyway.
"Ding dispensers don't have to be polite." Jingyu raised his hand to stop him. "I have a son, and I love cooking, but I can't match Ding dispensers' craftsmanship. The school is ready."
More than a hundred years ago, there was the famous ‘Bing Ding Jie Niu’, and the ‘Ding’ in it meant Ding Fatty. At that time, Ding Ding was an ancestor of Ding Fatty. Not to mention how the Ding fat man looks like, his skill is really nothing to say.
Jingyu used this as an excuse, and Ding Fatzi naturally said no more.
"In this case, hey, then I'm welcome." He pressed the gold bag with a smile. "Guys, come to the best wine in Wutan again." So howling, no matter the big hammer Gu Gu stared at his eyes.
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