Chapter 1102: Juding Pavilion

The stimulation of Huang Mao, who has become an uncle, clearly exceeded his ability to bear today. Hearing Yue Zhong's unexpected need to borrow money, he did not have any special reaction. He stupidly pulled out a stack of tickets from his pocket and paid it directly without counting. In the hands of Yue Zhong.
Afterwards, even the stalls with clay figurines were ignored, so it was so dizzy here to take Yue Zhong and Xiao Meiqing to find Peng Ju. Before leaving, Yue Zhong also took away a few must-have. The black-faced little clay figurine gave it to Xiao Meiqing. I didn't know if it was Zhang Fei or Wei Chigong. The little girl didn't like it very much. She took it for a while and put it in her pocket.
Although Peng Ju retired from "Jianghu", he was still respected by the older generations of the Takihara area as old-timers. The industries he and his former brothers set up in Chinatown exceeded four of the total here. One in ten, the young also come to celebrate in such an important festival as the Spring Festival. Although most of them are restrained and no trouble, but these people usually like to use their nostrils to see people. It is inevitable that contradictions will arise from the hot blood young people who claim to be extreme. The closer to the Chinese restaurant Peng Ju, the more incidents Yue Zhong encountered in the alley.
The Chinese restaurant run by the uncle called Peng Ju has become the same as Longtan Tiger Cave in Xiao Meiqing's heart. If she is not by her brother-in-law's side, she might be protected by dozens of bodyguards and dare not move closer. The little girl was very scared to hear the bang of the fist to the meat, and couldn't bear to see the scene of nosebleed and sour water flying.
Yue Zhong was a little bit overwhelmed and asked Huang Maodao in doubt: "Are you taking me to a football stadium or a Chinese restaurant?"
Huang Mao turned his head to make a smile, scratching his head and scratching his head, said: "This road is relatively close to the path, if you go from the outside, it has to go very far. We usually go to see Big Brother and go here."
"Hurry up." Yue Zhong hurriedly urged another five minutes, and a group of three finally bypassed the remote path. On the front, they saw a wooden ancient hall with carved beams on the opposite side of the street, completely constructed of wood and stone. The palace of Ruru has three floors and the eaves are more than 20 meters long, covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters. It is connected by hooks and carries many sub-pavilions like stars and moons. A plaque is hung above the main entrance, and the letters "Juding Pavilion" are written in three letters.
Under its magnificent and magnificent aura, the small attic in the entire Chinese neighborhood is like a vassal worshipping the king, only it stands proudly, and no one can compete with it.
"Uncle Peng's restaurant is really magnificent." Yue Zhong stood on the side of the street and waited and watched, and he also commented, "Sometimes the name is in the second grade, can he be so old?"
Huang Mao glanced angrily, Peng Ju was supreme in his heart, no matter what the relationship between Yue Zhong and him should not defame him.
Yue Zhong turned a blind eye to Huang Mao's anger and waved his hand like a fly: "Once you go, hurry back and someone will send you something tomorrow."
Huang Mao, who had suffocated his face, took a deep breath, and then ran away like an angry little daughter-in-law. He finally did not have the courage to teach Yue Zhong. It seemed that the chasing Yue Zhong ran half a street. The hot-blooded youth who could not be scared away by electromagnetic guns was completely gone.
Juding Pavilion seems to be holding a celebration, gongs and drums are clamoring for the dragon flag, lion dance, dragon dance and acrobatic juggling are not busy. Yue Zhong drags Xiao Meiqing across the street where people are coming and going, and then flows into the more crowded celebration scene. in.
Compared with the children who yelled and ran around holding a windmill and a small dragon head, Xiao Meiqing looked a little unhappy after the initial curiosity and surprise. In Yue Zhong's opinion, she should be the same as Xiaoyan I don't like a noisy environment but rather quiet, so I didn't take her to stay too much, walked in front of a "Guan Gong" who was dancing with a big sword, and went directly to the gate of Juding Pavilion.
The time now is far from the time for lunch, but the people in Juding Pavilion are no less than outside. Even if they just drink tea and brag melon seeds inside, Chinese people like to get together on the special day of the Spring Festival, Whether it is playing cards or playing mahjong, there is always a way for recreation.
Yue Zhong and Xiao Meiqing did not stop anyone from going in. The generous Peng Ju has announced that all in-store consumption will be exempted during the Spring Festival. How to play the whitish mahjong in the northwest.
Yue Zhong looked for the beautiful young girl Yingmen in cheongsam to ask the news: "Little sister, where is Peng Ju?"
A big red cheongsam wrapped the bun head, and the beautiful and lovely face of the girl Yingying was full of doubts: "Who is Peng Ju?"
"Isn't it your boss?" Yue Zhong's heart jumped, did that Huang Mao dare to foole me?
Baotou girl quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry sir, this is what I just came to work today~EbookFREE.me~ I have only seen that the personnel manager here has not seen the boss yet."
Yue Zhong nodded disappointedly, and Xiao Meiqing asked several waiters in a row, but learned that their boss had always been in a state where the dragon was never seen. He had seen him sincerely and knew who he was.
"Brother-in-law, isn't he here?" Xiao Meiqing didn't want to stay in this place anymore. If she couldn't find anyone, she wanted to go home. The noisy atmosphere here made her head dizzy.
Yue Zhong felt that Peng Ju could not leave here and run around everywhere in such an important festival, unless he ran to shovel the demon with Bama Mei and remove the demon.
"Haha, Qingda is right!"
"Three bombs plus spring, give money to give money."
A variety of dialects kept coming from the store. Yue Zhong sounded kind and familiar. If it was not uncomfortable to watch Xiao Meiqing, he actually did not rush to find Peng Ju but ran to gamble together.
"Xiao Qing, cover your ears."
Xiao Meiqing quickly reached out her hand and pressed it on her ear, while staring at Yue Zhong without knowing what he was going to do.
Yue Zhong took a deep breath and rushed straight to the sky with a loud drink: "Where did you die Peng Ju!"
The loud cries shook the whole Juding Pavilion, and I was shocked when I was playing mahjong. I felt scared when I felt the card and dropped the cannon. On the thighs of the guests, even the sound of gongs and drums outside the door was abruptly roared by this rant.
Yue Zhong easily became the focus of everyone's attention. The people here may not know who Peng Ju is, but dare to make a lot of noise in this place that is called a restricted area by the pagan gangsters. This guy may not see tomorrow. The sun?
With this mentality, everyone looked at him with pity.