Vol 3 Chapter 1708: -Talk to the old man

That's the king, can you join the table together?
But then again, Ah Yu once said, be patient and polite to all the tribes from outside, don’t let others think that they look down on them, don’t let everyone think that the Lihuo tribe is impolite and can’t break Li. The reputation of the fire tribe.
That's also, it's difficult for these little brothers, you can't get angry with these foreign clansmen, and you can't directly tell your identity on the side of the king.
Just when the helper brother didn't know what to do, suddenly Ji Thief spoke.
He sat in the corner, stretched out his hand and said, "Let them come over."
When the voice fell, the little brother helper was shocked, and looked back, just wondering if he had heard it wrong.
Ji Thief still laughed: "Anyway, the two of us can't occupy a table. It's quite lively to eat together. It's okay, come on."
The little brother helper has all kinds of embarrassment on his face, and the other clansmen are here to say that the thief is too good at life.
Everyone was booing, the little brother helping out was really helpless, and secretly looked back and asked the person in charge, Ali.
Ali hesitated too, looked up at the Ji thief in the corner, and then nodded gently.
At this time, the helper brother breathed a sigh of relief, and said that no matter what, he would do as the king ordered. Anyway, there is Lord Ali standing in front of him. If something happens, there is no need for him. Such a big sin.
Ever since, he smiled at the father and son and said: "If this is the case, come on."
Speaking skill, led the two to walk towards the corner.
The man also helped the old man next to him: "Father, please pay attention, come on, slow down."
The old man sighed: "It's not easy. After running all morning, I finally found a place with a seat."
"Yes, yes, no one thought that there would be so many people."
After speaking, the three of them had already arrived at the table.
The little brother helper Chongji thief with an apologetic face seemed to apologize.
Ji thief waved his hand and looked indifferent.
At this time, by coincidence, the old man raised his head and saw Ji Thief, and Ji Thief also saw the old man. The two of them froze at the same time, and it took a long time to point to each other and say: "It's you!"
Helper brother: "???"
Tushan heard Ji Zei's shout and looked over, and was immediately happy.
Not only Tushan, but the thief was also happy.
He knows this old man.
On the way back from exchanging prisoners in the Qingyan Mountains earlier, didn't Wei Duo's legs hurt and everyone found a place to rest for a night? That is, that night, while Ji Zei and Wei Duo became closer, they became even more distant.
Well, it's a bit convoluted, that's what it means anyway.
That night, didn't Ji Thief and the others begging for lodging? The host is the old man standing at the table in front of him.
If I remember correctly, the old man is still a silly talker.
Isn't that right? The old man who talked was very happy to see Ji Thief: "Oh, I said, when will this come to see you, I didn't expect that we met here."
Ji Thief was also happy. Although he had only been in contact for one night, Ji Thief still had a deep affection for the conversation with the old man.
Although the old man talks a bit more, he is very kind and, moreover, very enthusiastic.
She stood up, and Ji Thief smiled cheerfully: "Master, I didn't expect that we can still meet like this, tusk, it's a destiny, a destiny."
The little brother helper looked at the side with a dazed expression, looking at this, and then at that, thinking that the king met the old man? No, this old man wears and talks, and he doesn't look like a person with status.
I was puzzled, Ji thief had already taken the old man to sit down. When the two were chatting, Ji thief said, "Master, it was good to be a guest at your place before. Today, in Lihuo tribe, then you It's my guest, and my good hospitality found you. Then what little brother."
Hearing calling himself, the helper hurriedly excited: "Here!"
"Bring up all the delicious foods. Besides, prepare a few more pots of wine. This old brother and I have two more drinks."
Despite the doubts in his heart, the little brother helper agreed and turned around to go.
When he came down, Ali still pulled him to ask what was going on.
The helper brother just shook his head: "I don't know, it seems that the king should know this old man."
Ali groaned: "Then get ready, good wine and good food."
There are two types of Lihuo tribe wine. One is a good wine that is directly brewed by the catering department for Ji thief and all responsible persons to drink. This kind of wine is brewed with a lot of fruit and is more sweet. People of the tribe usually shout For pure wine.
One type is a kind of wine with less fruit and a bit spicy. This kind of people call for thin wine.
Of course, these two kinds of wine don't mean to distinguish the crowd, what kind of wine you drink under any identity, as long as you spend money, you are a pure wine that can be drunk by ordinary people.
It's just that most people in the tribe are greedy, and they drink the same wine. In this way, cheaper thin wines are also praised by the public.
Only when the distinguished guests come, everyone will spend money to buy some pure wine to drink.
Like before, these people in the store drank thin wine.
Although it is a thin wine, the taste is also top-grade compared to the wine delivered to various territories.
After all, it was just brewed, when the fragrance was strong.
I'm far from talking, under Ali's orders, the helper brother went to the back kitchen, made a jar of pure wine, and instructed the clansmen who came to help from the catering department to prepare a few dishes and sent them to the table of Ji Thief.
When he sent him, Ji Thief was still chatting with the old man.
The two of them are talkative, as if they are endless topics.
When the helper brought the wine, the whole shop was filled with the aroma of fruit wine as soon as it was opened.
Everyone raised their noses and smelled them, and while they were smelling, they were slurping horror.
There were greedy people in the crowd, and couldn't help but shoot the currency on the table: "Brother, give me a bowl of this wine."
The thief Ji was still chatting with the old man, Tushan stood up, helped the little brother to help tidy up the wine and vegetables, and then stood aside and guarded.
"Brother, I didn't expect you to come to Lihuo Tribe." Ji Thief smiled.
The old man also smiled: "Oh, I also came with my son. He is here to participate in the world's number one martial arts meeting held by the king. Isn't I the only one left when he leaves? I thought about it. It’s not interesting for me to stay at home. I can catch up with everyone in the territory, and I will come together with my son."
Ji Zei looked at the man next to the old man. He was more than 30 years old, about 1.75 meters tall, well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, with a Chinese-style face, a tall nose, thick eyebrows, and he looked unusually energetic.
Seeing Ji Zei looking at himself, the man nodded slightly.
The old man pulled him and introduced: "This is my son Azheng, spirit?"
Ji Zei nodded and gave a hum, he did not hesitate to praise him.
The old man looked at the little Ji Wan in the arms of Ji thief, he said: "What is this kid?"
The thief said, "This is my girl."
Speaking hard, Ji Thief lowered his head and said to Xiao Ji Wan: "Come on girl, call grandpa."
Xiao Ji Wan yawned, and smacked her mouth with a lazy appearance.
Ji Thief snorted, rather embarrassed: "Then what, this kid is spoiled, too lazy."
The old man waved his hand straight: "It's okay, it's okay, oh, your girl is pretty long, hey, she looked so good when she was young, and I don't know how many people's souls will be taken away when I grow up."
Fathers and mothers are the same all over the world, they all like others to praise their children.
Isn't it? Ji Thief was shy when he heard the old man say this: "Master, don't you say that, this child is not praised."
"It's all the truth."
"Haha."
Talking and laughing, Ji Thief raised his cup to toast the old man.
The little brother beside him stared at this scene.
Let the king give a toast, God, this old man is such a big blessing!
Just kidding!
Seeing with his own eyes, the old man stretched out his hand to hold the wine bowl in front of him, and the helper yelled hysterically, stop it! Stop it! Don't end it!
It's a pity, the old man doesn't have mind-reading skills, so naturally he doesn't know what the helper brother is thinking in his mind, and when he picks up the wine bowl, he is really dry.
After drinking, the old man sighed: "Don't tell me, the wine of the Lihuo tribe is more fragrant than the wine of the Qingtu Plain."
The thief laughed loudly: "Master, if you like it, change it, I will give you ten altars!"