"Store, can I have a glass of water?"
After a long time, the fortune teller raised his head and said sincerely.
"Get out!" The drunken proprietress slammed the wine jar on the counter and shouted angrily: "If you can't afford the drink, get out. I don't welcome beggars who eat and drink for free!"
"I'm not a beggar, how can you, a woman, look down on people out of thin air?"
"Ha! Then tell me what makes you better than a beggar?"
The fortune teller murmured for a long time, and suddenly took out his copper bowl from his coat. Three copper coins jingled in it.
"I'll help you tell your fortune. Can I have a drink instead?"
The fortune teller's plea was once again sprayed all over his body by the landlady, which made the fortune teller tremble with anger.
"Oh, forget it, boss lady, I paid for this brother's drink."
Ye Hong couldn't bear to see this fortune teller whom he liked very much being humiliated, and said leisurely to the side.
But when he picked up the menu, his eyes widened.
At the top of the menu is, of course, the store's signature wine, which is the wine Qin Zhengyan drank just now - Red Lotus and Green Bamboo Wine.
But the price marked on the back is really outrageous, with one 1 and five 0s.
One hundred thousand for a jar of wine? !
No wonder Qin Zhengyan felt so distressed just now. It turned out that he had spent tens of thousands of dollars on his drink in just two gulps.
As my eyes moved down, what was shocking was that the other wines were not much cheaper than Honglian Qingzhu wine.
"This is simply a black shop!"
Ye Hong immediately took a breath of cold air, even Ye Shi didn't dare to sell things so expensively!
Ever since, Ye Hong also joined the fortune teller and scolded the boss's wife.
But despite the drunkenness of the landlady, her mouth was as powerful as a sewing machine. With full firepower, she was able to fight one against two without falling behind at all.
Qin Zhengyan listened to the scolding with a headache, glanced at the fortune teller and said to Ye Hong, "Your friend?"
"We just met last night." Ye Hong shrugged and said, "I only know his surname is Dugu."
"Dugu."
Qin Zhengyan chewed on this surname for a moment, and suddenly his pupils shrank, he looked at the fortune teller in shock and said: "Be careful, he is too."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Hong suddenly pushed Qin Zhengyan away from his seat!
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
Where Qin Zhengyan and Ye Hong were sitting, three flying knives were inserted into the bamboo chairs, making a dull sound.
Qin Zhengyan glanced at Ye Hong gratefully, then stared out the door.
These three flying knives were shot from outside.
Ye Hong protected Qin Zhengyan behind him, closed his eyes slightly, and focused all his attention on his ears.
"Ding! Trigger master-level hearing to eliminate noise interference."
There was silence in the alley at first, and then there was the sound of long breathing and even footsteps.
The footsteps of ordinary people must be mixed and chaotic. Those who can make every step even can only be ancient warriors!
And listening to these voices, there is more than one ancient warrior coming!
Suddenly, Ye Hong opened his eyes.
coming!
A middle-aged thin man with big golden earrings, throwing a few throwing knives in his hands and a weird smile on his face, entered the store.
"I missed it. His reaction ability is so fast. He is worthy of defeating Huangfu Ying."
Ye Hong's eyes narrowed: "Are you a person sent by the Huangfu family?"
"Hahaha, the Huangfu family doesn't have the ability to invite me [Nanyang Flying Sword - Jin Buwen]." The middle-aged thin man smiled arrogantly and stepped on the chair with a cold expression.
(End of chapter)