"Old man, it's fate that we eat at the same table. I'd like to give you a drink, little lady." Ye Yuxi picked up the tea bowl in her hand, gestured to Yu Deshui, and drank it all in one gulp.
Yu De's mouth was flat and he had a bit of a big tongue: "Miss, what are you talking about? I should respect you, miss."
Saying this, Yu Deshui directly stretched the wine jar in his hand forward, signaled to Ye Yuxi, then held it in his arms and took a sip.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door behind him.
"Sir, the remaining dishes of yours are ready. Do you want to serve them now?" the attentive voice of the shop assistant sounded.
Ye Yuxi tilted her head slightly: "Bring it in."
Another seven or eight dishes were served, this time they were stews such as chicken, duck, and fish, as well as a roasted chicken and a roasted rabbit.
Yu Deshui's eyelids were thin, he glanced at the dishes on the table, and pointed up with his dark hand: "I, Old Yu, never eat the same dish in a day, and I won't eat this chicken."
As he said this, Yu Deshui's arm suddenly pointed towards Zhu Zihu.
What does this old man want to do? !
Hong Meng, Qiu De, and Zhu Zihu looked at each other sternly, especially Zhu Zihu, whose eyebrows were already knitted together, and a light flashed in his palms, as if he would start a fight if he disagreed.
Yu Deshui pointed at Zhu Zihu with one finger and grinned, smelling of alcohol: "I, I know you don't like me, so if I give you this chicken to eat, I'll treat it as an apology to you, hiccup!"
As Yu Deshui spoke, he burped, took back his fingers and hugged the wine jar and took another sip.
Seeing that the old man admitted his mistake, Zhu Zihu slowly let go of his nervousness and asked Ye Yuxi for instructions with his eyes.
Ye Yuxi shook her head slightly at Zhu Zihu, implying that Zhu Zihu didn't need to pay attention to him.
Shadow glanced at Ye Yuxi, thought for a moment, picked up the wine glass and said: "Old man, we have never been to the extremely cold snowfield. You will be full after eating and drinking, but you want to give us a good talk. I'll toast you. .”
Yu Deshui held the wine jar and took another sip, and also grinned at the shadow: "I just like the people at this table. Don't worry, if you have anything you don't understand, just ask. I'm not bragging. I've been an old man for more than ten years." When I was wandering through the snowfields, those mercenary brats outside were still in their mothers' wombs. Don't look at how they are doing that now. They are far, far behind me back then!"
Ye Yuxi and Yingying looked at each other and nodded lightly. This old man is definitely not simple!
"I don't think this old man is a member of the same profession. He must be quite famous compared to you back then." Ye Yuxi tried to test him.
There was a hint of pride on Yu Deshui's face: "That's not true. Back then, my mercenary group had more than 500 to 500 people. Who wouldn't give me some face in this area of Border Town, huh."
The old man said, picked up the wine jar and took two more sips.
Ye Yuxi's heart moved. The mercenary group of more than 500 people was not big or small. However, judging from the mercenary teams outside, if it could have 500 people, it would be really good in the frontier town.
Thinking back, those people in the Biansai Town inn clearly knew this old man and knew his surname was Yu. If he hadn't been famous here before, the waiter probably wouldn't have been so polite to him.
Just why...
Ye Yuxi glanced at Yu Deshui, what could have brought him to this point
"So, we should call you Senior. Your property was so big back then, how did you end up here today..." Ye Yuxi looked at Yu Deshui with bright eyes and her voice trailed off.
Yu Deshui sighed, waved his hand towards Ye Yuxi, as if he didn't want to say anything, and glanced sideways at Shadow. Perhaps remembering his promise just now, he lowered his voice and said, "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone."