The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 1217 The Instigator Has No Successors
When they heard the strong man shouting, many people turned their heads, and Chen Zhao and Baldy were no exception.

I only heard the strong man shaking the jug and saying: "Are you playing with me? Your jug ​​of wine is hot to the touch, why is it empty? I said I want hot wine, but who said I want hot wine jug?" Woolen cloth?"

A pinch of hair said with a smile: "The guest officer is joking!" Then he took the jug, and his face flushed immediately: the jug is indeed empty!
A pinch of hair shuddered, and said involuntarily: "This is not right today..."

The strong man looked displeased: "Is it my fault, or yours? I said I want hot wine, but you gave me a cold one, and I said I want you to change it, but you brought an empty wine jug, and I made fun of it." You, or are you making fun of me?"

A pinch of hair bowed deeply and said, "Don't be angry, sir, you're just a little foolish! If there's another mistake, you'll hit me with big ears."

The bald man thought it was funny, and turned his head, only to see that the wine in his glass was overflowing. The bald man thought that Chen Zhao poured it for him, so he said to Chen Zhao: "There is less than one glass of wine left, you pour it all for me. Now, what do you drink by yourself?"

Chen Zhao smiled and said, "Anyway, I have wine to drink."

The bald man saw that he was staring at the flagon, so he picked up the flagon and looked at it, but when he picked up the flagon, he found that the flagon was full, and the wine was quite hot when it splashed on his hands.

The bald man was startled, and almost cried out: Obviously, the pot of wine has run out, why is it full again all of a sudden?
And their wine had never been scalded, so how could it be so hot?

While in doubt, Chen Zhao tugged on his sleeve, squinted at the strong man and said, "Don't talk, there is a good show to watch."

Yitu Mao bowed to the ground, picked up the empty jug and ran in. He came over with the jug for the third time. Not only Chen Zhao and Baldy, but also the diners sitting next to him turned their heads to look.

Everyone was wondering: "What the hell is this bartender doing? It seems that he deliberately made trouble with that big man, and made fun of him."

Some people thought that maybe the two had known each other for a long time, and there was some quarrel between them, so let's see what new tricks come up this time...

There were only two old men, one fat and one thin, sitting in the corner. They were making noise because of persuading each other to drink, so they didn't pay attention to the affairs here.

The fat old man's tongue was so big after drinking, he pointed to a wine jug on the table and said, "You... old boy, you are playing... playing tricks today! I drank two jugs more than you... this one. , it's yours! If you don't...don't drink the whole pot, I'll... grab your ear and pour it down!"

When the skinny old man heard this, he secretly laughed: "Last time you force me, you force me to go back and be drunk, and make my wife scold me. Today I have revenge. Today my old sister-in-law will forgive me." No wonder you did! How drunk is this old boy, calling an empty wine jug a jug of wine? He still grabs my ear and pours it down!"

The thin old man thought of this and said happily: "Okay! Just drink it! I'm a good drinker, so you don't need you to grab my ears and drink it down. I'll drink it myself! This time, I don't even need a cup. I'll drink this spout, or drink up this jug of wine in one breath, I'm a little dog!"

While talking, the thin old man cheerfully went to fetch the jug, but as soon as he got the jug in his hand, his complexion changed, and he was in a bad mood—slowly took a jug of wine, and it was still boiling hot!

Not to mention how the skinny old man drank down a pot of hot wine in one go, but the strong man with the appearance of tolerance also picked up a pinch of the wine that Mao sent for the third time.The burly man shook the flagon, but seeing that it was empty again, he didn't say a word, and just talked about the flagon and hit a bunch of hairs.

A pinch of hair tilted his head, and the flagon smashed on the table behind him, only to hear "jingling", "splattering", vegetable juice splashing, and broken discs flying all over the place.

The brawny man roared angrily, "You bastard! You're too much of a bully! Seeing how happy I am today, I'm wrong. I'm not letting you taste my fists today. You don't know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is!"

As he said that, the person had already come to the tuft of hairs, and with just one mouth, he beat the tuft of hairs upside down.Still angry, the strong man jumped up again and kicked him fiercely. The tuft of hair didn't dare to dodge, but just curled up into a ball, hugged his head, and shouted for mercy on the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Zhao asked the bald man, "Are you angry? If not, let him continue kicking."

The bald man felt that he couldn't bear it, so he quickly said, "We can't let him beat me any more."

Chen Zhao smiled faintly, went up to stop the big man, and cupped his hands: "This elder brother calm down, today's matter is his own fault, who let him bully others? Eldest brother hit him a few times to vent his anger, and he deserved it. It depends on my face , and let him go, what do you think?"

The shopkeeper also hurried over to apologize, the strong man pointed at the shopkeeper's nose and said:

"It's not this young master who is begging for mercy, I will also smash your shop!"

The strong man didn't want to drink any more, so after saying this, he walked out of the shop in a big way.

The shopkeeper respectfully sent the big man out, walked up to Chen Zhao, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, young master. I think today's matter is going to be a big deal. I don't want young master to say a few words, and his anger will be wiped out! It's also because of the small shop. Blessing."

The shopkeeper has long seen the matter in his eyes. It is obvious that his buddy is unreasonable. Even if this tolerance smashed his shop to pieces today, it is a matter of course. He has nothing to do, so he is very grateful to Chen Zhao. How did he know that the instigator was the young man in front of him?
Chen Zhaohun didn't care, he waved his hands and said, "It's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about!"

The two little guest officers sat down and continued to eat, the shopkeeper did not return to the counter, but Chen Zhao and the bald man served the dishes and meals in person, and a handful of hairs also limped over to thank the two young masters.Ever since he became a beggar, the bald man had never eaten so heartily, and he ate very heartily for a while.

When the meal was over, Chen Zhao asked a group of Maos to settle the accounts. Just as the group of Maos was about to speak, the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "What kind of accounts are settled! Just stay and go!" He said to Chen Zhao, "Today's table of wine and food is a tribute to the shop. For the two masters! If the two young masters hadn't dissuaded the guest officer, I don't know what the situation of the shop is now... The wine is light and the vegetables are rough, and it is not a respect."

When someone invited someone to treat him, of course Chen Zhao would not refuse, so he swayed with the bald man, walked out of Fengxiang Building, and came to the street.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the bald man asked in a low voice, "What the hell are you doing, that wine?"

Chen Zhao smiled and said, "It's because he is careless. Why does he care about me?"

The bald man asked again, "Why is our empty jug full again?"

Chen Zhaodao: "It's probably a pinch of hair that gave us another pot. Are you full?"

As a matter of fact, the bald man turned his attention after changing the subject. He touched his belly with a smile, burped and said, "Today's meal is the most comfortable meal I have ever eaten in my life! The food is good, and the food is delicious. It's also beautiful."

After walking for a while, the bald man became suspicious again, and asked, "I still don't understand, how can so many things be stuffed into the basket, how can that tuft of hair be so confused, why we have an extra jug of wine...Brother Chen , Brother Chen?"

The bald man didn't hear the answer, and turned his head to look at Chen Zhao, but there was no trace of Chen Zhao. His expression couldn't help changing, and he hurriedly got into the crowd to look for it, but where could he find it...

(End of this chapter)