Tong Xiucai saw that Jian Thirty ignored him, and seemed to be a little anxious, so anxious that he was turning around, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In fact, he was anxious to earn the introduction fee of one or two silver, and if he didn't open for three years, he would have to eat for three years when he opened, and now he can finally find someone who can squeeze oil and water from his body, how can he give up easily.

So, he patted Jian Thirty on the shoulder and said loudly: Hey, hey, I'll tell you everything, no matter where you work, I will charge a commission or two.

Jian Thirty didn't even want to look at him now.

He seems to feel more and more annoying that this sour show is getting more and more annoying, as if this sour show is not here to introduce him to work, but to force him to sell himself.

He snorted secretly and said: Xiucai doesn't go to study, but wants to go to the street to introduce people to the casino brothel, which is really unreasonable.

Of course, if I were Sword Thirty, I might have annoyed him when I met such a guy, and maybe beat him up.

However, instead of punching him or knocking him off the nose, Ken Thirty walked into a nearby restaurant.

Seeing Jian Thirty ignoring him, Tong Xiucai became even more anxious, followed behind like a fly, buzzing non-stop, and shouted at him: Hey, hey, did you hear me, don't go, you haven't given me money yet.

Father Qi of the restaurant suddenly poked half of his head out of the window, and said impatiently to him: Hey, hey, have you said enough, you love money so much, why don't you become a thug yourself?

Then, he looked at Jian Thirty and said lightly: Come in.

Tong Xiucai looked at Father Qi, and then looked at the finger-thick window stick in his hand, but he didn't speak, "hummed", and walked away stupidly.

He, the lieutenant governor who manages the affairs of the whole town, is afraid of an old man who runs a restaurant, I really don't know if he is too generous, or if he, the lieutenant chief, is too cowardly.

In fact, Daddy Qi is a very ordinary old man, and Daddy Qi's shop is also a very ordinary shop, but Daddy Qi's shop has a very unusual name.

The name of his small restaurant turned out to be Feixian Lou.

Flying immortals out of the sky.

Seeing this name, Jian Thirty couldn't help but laugh, there are still immortals flying in this broken place, let alone immortals, I'm afraid that even a ghost is not willing to fly here.

It's too poor.

Jian Thirty was neither an immortal nor a ghost, but he walked in.

Although the store is not large, it is quite clean.

He sat down at a table by the window, and then, looking around, wondering if there was anything to eat or drink, or if there were any other people in the store.

It's a pity that he didn't see anything to eat in the store, nor did he see anyone other than Father Qi, not even a buddy.

And Father Qi's face didn't seem to look very good, because he could also see that Jian Thirty was not the kind of person who was very generous, and most of the people who walked the rivers and lakes were not too generous.

Besides, he could also see that this guest from other places was not only not arrogant, but also seemed to be a little stingy.

Stingy guests are the least welcome for those who do business.

However, there is money to be made when he enters the door, and he doesn't want to drive the God of Wealth out, so he can squeeze as much silver out of him, so he said coldly: What do you want to eat.

Jian Thirty also said lightly in the usual tone of their stingy people, like all stingy people in the world: Just get some side dishes, and then, a bowl of rice.

Father Qi "hummed" and said: I haven't met a single customer in this small shop for hundreds of years, and the business is cold, and there are only some cold dishes and cold rice left.

Jian Thirty looked at him and said, "Then you still ask me what I eat?"

Father Qi ignored him, walked to the kitchen by himself, and didn't know if it was brought from the pot, or some leftovers snatched from the dog's mouth, put it in front of him, and said: Oh, that's all left, eat.

To be honest, these meals really don't look like they're meant to entertain guests, and his attitude doesn't look like they're for guests, so it's no wonder business is so cold.

If he really treats guests like this, let alone guests, even ghosts will be scared away.

Jian Thirty looked at the food, and then, looking at him again, said, "That's all?"

Daddy Qi said: Business is light, it's good to have these, if you want to eat, don't eat, if you don't want to eat, pull down, anyway, the whole town in addition to my small shop has food, I can't find a second one, if I don't eat, I'll be hungry, and when I encounter a robbery, I don't even have the strength to resist.

No wonder he has a bad attitude towards people, it turns out that he is the only one here, and there is no other semicolon.

Jian Thirty frowned, he really didn't have the desire to eat, but if he didn't eat, after a day's journey, his stomach had already begun to croak, and he was really hungry.

There was no way, he had to make do, sighed, picked up the chopsticks, paused on the table, and muttered: Okay, then make do, but, honestly-

Father Qi interrupted him impatiently and said: Alas, you don't need to say it, you don't have any money, don't you? I have already seen it, hurry up and leave after eating, this meal is considered to be my invitation.

Ken Thirty touched the scar on his neck and smiled embarrassedly.

Actually, he wanted to say, to be honest - I really felt a little too aggrieved that I spent money to eat such a meal from you, but I didn't expect Father Qi to say that he invited it, so he had to let him invite it.

Jian Thirty does have a little bit of stinginess, but who can be immune, stinginess is just a small part of all the shortcomings in people.

Since they were invited, then you can't refuse their kindness, thinking about it like this, Jian Thirty suddenly felt relieved, and his appetite suddenly improved.

He picked up the bowl and found that the rice was still hot, and although the dish was simply fried greens, the color was quite good, and the smell was quite fragrant.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up some vegetables and put them in his mouth, well, the taste was good, it was no different from the master fried in the big restaurant in the capital.

He drove to the big tooth socket, and just as he wanted to eat it and turn over the empty bowl, he heard a rapid knock on the door, knock, knock, knock.

In fact, it was not the sound of knocking on the door, but the sound of the coffin shop next door rushing to make the coffin day and night.

Hearing this sound, Father Qi seemed to be a little angry, he stomped his foot angrily, leaned on the window and shouted at the next door: knock, knock, knock, knock during the day, knock at night, do you want to make a noise to death, now you see so many people dead, are you very proud, I think you won't be proud for long, and after all the people in the town are dead, you will no longer find anyone to buy a coffin for you, and then you will be ready to drink the northwest wind.

Speaking of this, he turned around again, sighed, and then, moved a bench and sat down next to Jian Thirty, and muttered: Alas, the people of the whole town are walking and dying, and the business of this coffin shop is booming.

Jian Thirty looked at him, took a few more mouthfuls of rice, as if he was treating him as a side dish for dinner, and said with a faint smile: Boss, what are you sighing for, just now you said to invite me, now that I have eaten so much, do you regret it again, but don't you worry, I will never eat for nothing, I owe you money, and I will be a thug in a few days, and I will definitely pay you back after I make money.

Father Qi said impatiently: "Hurry up and eat, be a thug? Aren't you looking for death? Hmph, I knew that you were here to be a thug, so I won't give you food.

Jian Thirty smiled and said: You still know that just this little bit of food, I am not even half full.

As he spoke, two people came in.