Chapter 813: There are dudes everywhere

Several people walked into the tavern.
This pub has the feel of a cowboy movie, unlike the modern bar.
No music, no colorful lights.
There were only a wooden table, and the white and black man was holding a wooden blackjack, talking, laughing and drinking.
In the center is a bar. Several bartenders in black and white uniforms stand in it, wiping glasses and adding wine to the guests.
"Come on, give me any cold draft beer!" At this moment, Wei Qiang was already sitting on the high chair in front of the bar, urging the bartender.
The bartender quickly brought him a draft beer filled with ice cubes.
Wei Qiang took a sip, his expression felt as if he had been resurrected in place.
"Old Robert, give me two glasses of horse wine with ice. Another glass of ice water." Uncle Matthew shouted to the bartender.
The older man in the bartender glanced at Uncle Matthew: "Matthew, you can drink if you want. First pay back the 1,000 Australian dollars you owed here."
"Haha, old Matthew. What did you owe me two hundred Australian dollars last time."
"Matthew, or marry your daughter to my son. I invite you to drink."
"Hahaha."
Everyone in the tavern seemed to know Matthew and sneered.
Uncle Matthew was embarrassed on his face, he went up to the old bartender, whispering something, nothing more than giving himself some face, and paying you back next time.
The old bartender kept shaking his head with a look of disgust.
"Your family's situation is not so good?" Ye Hao looked at Tasha: "I have no other meaning, just ask."
In fact, when he met the father-daughter couple before, he could see that the father-daughter was in an ordinary family background, and the clothes they were wearing were relatively old, and the truck they drove was even more old.
Otherwise, it will not drop anchor halfway.
Tasha shook her head. She ignored the gossips around her and looked at her father with a smile; "It's okay. My family's situation is indeed not very good, but I am very satisfied with my current life."
Tasha then briefly told Ye Hao about her family.
It turned out that she lost her mother when she was a child, and Uncle Matthew instantly lost the motivation to live at that time and spent the whole day messing around.
But Tasha dropped out of school after a few more years and took care of her father. Because his father did not have a job, their family owed a lot of debts. The tavern was only one of the creditors.
Finally three years ago, my father regained his motivation for life. The father and daughter worked at a local farmer, taking care of livestock, or going to the city to purchase fodder like today.
So far, they have paid off most of their debts, leaving less than 20,000 Australian dollars.
20,000 Australian dollars is almost equivalent to 80,000 renminbi.
Ye Hao walked to the bar.
"Uncle Matthew, I'll pay this time. Boss, please give me two glasses of your best wine here and a glass of orange juice."
Uncle Matthew looked at Ye Hao in surprise, he wanted to refuse but was stopped by Ye Hao.
And the old bartender looked up and down Ye Hao: "Young man, the best wine I have here is shipped from Canberra. It costs five hundred Australian dollars to drink two glasses. This is equivalent to Matthew's salary for half a month."
Uncle Matthew looked embarrassed.
"I don't have Australian dollars. U.S. dollars are fine. You don't have to look for them." Ye Hao took out five hundred dollars from his "pocket" and put them on the table.
This scared the old bartender.
He took the five dollars and looked suspiciously.
As a businessman, he discerned that it was a real dollar, and he immediately put the money in his pocket, for fear that Ye Hao would go back.
Walked into the back room, took out a bottle of wine, poured it into two large glasses, added ice cubes, and pushed it in front of Ye Hao and Uncle Matthew together with another glass of orange juice.
"Your wine and orange juice."
Ye Hao had taken the wine, and he saw Uncle Matthew and Tasha next to him looking at him silly.
"Why? Drink. Everyone is thirsty after running for a long time."
"Ye...Mr. Ye. Are you in business?" Uncle Matthew carefully held up the glass of wine worth 250 Australian dollars, for fear of spilling the liquor inside.
Tasha was sitting next to him, holding orange juice, looking at Ye Hao with bright eyes.
"Almost. The car we were riding in broke down in the grassland. We didn't want to wait for rescue, so we walked towards the nearest town by ourselves." Ye Hao casually found an excuse.
Uncle Matthew nodded again and again. He drank the wine in his glass with an intoxicated expression on his face.
Many people in the tavern stared straight at the wine in Uncle Matthew's glass.
Look at the 250 Australian dollar wine, and then look at the draft beer mixed with water in your glass.
Some people are upset, holding up their wine glasses and shouting at the old bartender: "Boss. Why is your wine still mixed with water?"
"Drink your wine. That's it for one Australian dollar. If you can also come up with 250 Australian dollars, I will also give you wine without water." The old bartender laughed and scolded.
Several people sat here to enjoy a rare leisure, the old bartender also offered Ye Hao a few dishes for free.
A few minutes later, Ye Hao saw that Wei Qiang next to him had ordered the third draft beer, and he held Wei Qiang's glass in his hand.
Wei Qiang looked at Ye Hao suspiciously.
"You forgot what you are going to do. Tell the Judson family about our affairs. It's best to let them send a plane to pick us up." Ye Hao reminded Wei Qiang in his ear.
Wei Qiang became sober all of a sudden, he clapped his hands: "I know, I know. Boss, do you have a mobile phone here, lend me."
"Take it, don't use it badly." The old bartender handed his mobile phone to Wei Qiang.
He would not give it to ordinary people, but if he can be with people who can drink a few hundred Australian dollars, he is afraid that they will go with a mobile phone?
"It's too noisy here, I'll go outside to fight." Wei Qiang took his cell phone and called outside.
Ye Hao and the others continued to drink.
In fact, the taste of this wine is just so-so for Ye Hao, but after a long walk, it is worth the money to drink such an iced wine.
After a few minutes, something unexpected happened.
Wei Qiang was thrown in and hit the bar, knocking over many cups.
"What's the matter with you?" Ye Hao looked at Wei Qiang in surprise, his face was bruised and swollen, and he seemed to have been beaten.
"Ahem... Someone beat me outside. Just now I turned around after the phone call, and when I accidentally bumped into someone, I was beaten." Wei Qiang cried out in pain, clutching his chest.
"Why, I can't beat you. You stepped on Lao Tzu's leather shoes, and I haven't let you pay."
An arrogant voice came from outside.
I saw four or five young people walk in, without pistols around their waists, they looked like western cowboys.
The leader was a golden-haired young man with a nose ring.
Ye Hao noticed that after these people came in, all the drinking people lowered their heads and their voices disappeared.
Including Uncle Matthew and Tasha also subconsciously avoided those young people, as if they were pests and infectious diseases.
"Don't provoke them, the leader is the son of the biggest farmer in town." Tasha pulled Layehao's sleeves and whispered.
Ye Hao smiled lightly, no matter what is in the world, the dude is indispensable.
Suddenly, Ye Hao's eyes became cold, and he noticed that the farmer's son had a dagger on his waist. Ye Hao had seen this dagger, it was a weapon that Nightingale carried with him.