Douluo's opening send-off system

The sky was getting darker, Han Wuyi's stomach began to protest, and Han Wuyi closed the book without finishing.

He found a tavern again, went in and ordered a bowl of plain noodles for three cents. Qiongqi next to him looked at him pitifully, as if to remind him - does it include food and accommodation?

Han Wuyi's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth, and ordered another bowl of rice, and a portion of spicy chicken cost nearly thirty cents. With less than thirty-two taels of silver in his pocket, he was living a luxurious life.

When the dishes were all served, Han Wuyi picked up the bowl and threw the plain noodles out of the door. Qiongqi's figure appeared in an instant, opened his ferocious mouth, caught the soup without leaking, and swallowed it wholeheartedly. His eyes rolled over and he almost choked.

He calmly put down the bowl and prepared to enjoy his lunch. The waiter beside him had a little joy in his eyes. It was rare to meet such a well-behaved person in the world!

Full of respect, he hugged Han Wuyi and made a new pot of tea on Han Wuyi's table. The waiter went to greet other guests.

However, before Han Wuyi even moved his chopsticks, a figure sat down, took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder very familiarly, and began to pick up vegetables and put them into his mouth.

"Oh! We are brothers!"

After eating a piece of chicken, Xu Fengnian smiled at Han Wuyi, as if the two were friends who had known each other for many years.

Wen Hua also sat down, picked up his chopsticks and imitated Xu Fengnian's pickling of vegetables, with a familiar expression on his face. Only Lao Huang sat down slowly with a resentful look on his face, his resentful eyes looked like those of a bullied little daughter-in-law. .

It’s so dangerous to have to sit here!

Xu Fengnian turned his head away, not daring to look at Lao Huang's resentful face. There was nothing he could do about it!

He didn't want to continue to starve, continue to steal food and be chased and hit with a hoe. This man obviously knew him well in Beiliang. If he could win him over, how could he be bullied along the way?

Han Wuyi's face turned cold for a moment, but no one could see it. He said coldly: "I think your proposal is good, but I don't want money."

Xu Fengnian stopped holding meat with her chopsticks, and her face suddenly became serious.

"Is there anyone in the world who doesn't like money?"

Han Wuyi said softly: "Money is like a floating cloud to me, and its attraction is far less than the collection of books in your Tingchao Pavilion."

Xu Fengnian felt relieved and took the opportunity to climb up the pole. His eyes kept wandering between the four people on the table who had the only dish on the table: "Then we are all in the same group. Shouldn't you express your gratitude?"

"Boy, let me serve all your signature dishes. We meet old friends again today, and I'll be the host!"

"Good Le!"

When he heard that someone was treating someone, the waiter trotted to the kitchen and personally supervised the serving of food. This was a big business.

"Brother is awesome!"

Xu Fengnian rolled up her sleeves and gave Han Wuyi a thumbs up, and there was a touch of sadness on Lao Huang's face.

He seemed to know what Han Wuyi wanted to do.

The dishes hadn't been served yet, but the first three dishes were already on the disc. I wiped the oil on my mouth and wiped it on the corner of the table. I turned around to talk to Han Wuyi. There was no one else, so there was just an empty bowl on top. Got a pair of chopsticks.

"What about others?"

Xu Fengnian grabbed Wen Hua, who was about to pull the drumstick, and spoke anxiously.

"Ta Zhui is here..."

Wen Hua's vague words stopped instantly because he also discovered that Han Wuyi was missing.

"When did he leave?"

"He's been gone for a while!" Old Huang wrapped up the whole roast duck on the table, stuffed it into his arms, took a sip of wine and said quietly.

Xu Fengnian took a deep breath: "Old Huang, the wind is tight, pull!"

pat!

The bench fell to the ground, and the three people at the table had already rushed out of the tavern under the guidance of Lao Huang. Wen Hua was still holding the rice bowl and grabbing the rice in his mouth. When passing the door, for some reason, Lao Huang almost staggered. When he fell, the bowl and chopsticks in Wen Hua's hand disappeared, but now was not the time to think about this. Lao Huang plunged into the crowd, taking Xu Fengnian and Wen Hua with him without any difficulty, just like a loach. After getting into the mud, no one was found after a while.

In the tavern, the waiter was holding a tray and stood there blankly, looking at the messy table and unable to recover for a long time. He didn't even know when the tray of vegetables and porridge was taken away.

After coming back to his senses, the waiter kept scolding his mother and went to the shopkeeper to apologize, hoping that in view of his many years of hard work, he would take it lightly.

Little did he know that there was an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the counter, as well as the porridge basin he had just brought, with more than thirty coins in the basin.