Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

However, before Zhong Sijin could finish venting, Wu Erlang, who was sitting not far away, couldn't hold back at all.

The expression on his face was as if he had encountered a ghost, and he was extremely surprised.

And the wide mouth seemed to be able to forcefully stuff an egg into it at this time, and it opened wide and round:

"You, you, how do you know those things?"

"Is it possible? Is it possible that you were peeking out of the window that day?"

Zhao Ji suddenly pursed his lips, and then couldn't help laughing:

"I have never been out of Tokyo in the past few years, so why would I lie down at your window and peek at you?"

Wu Erlang's brows suddenly tightened, and then he thought to himself.

Also, with my ability, if someone is lying on the window, they should be able to hear it.

What's more, the appearance of the person in front of me is very unfamiliar, I have never seen him before.

If that's the case, how did this person say that?

Is it possible, is it possible that he really calculated it?

The more Wu Erlang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became.

At the end, the chair could no longer sit still, and he rushed to Zhao Ji in a few steps. His face was so complicated that it is rare to see in this world:

"This, this little brother, oh no, this gentleman, could it be that all of the above were just calculated by the gentleman?"

Zhao Ji smiled, then turned his head and looked away:

"No, Erlang, don't misunderstand me. What I just said was just nonsense. I was just trying to make fun of you, Brother Wu Song."

"I hope Brother Wu Song won't take it to heart."

Wu Song knew that the man in front of him was venting his dissatisfaction on him for what had just happened, so he didn't take it seriously at the moment.

Instead, he continued to apologize to him in an extremely sincere tone:

"Sir, my words were disrespectful and disrespectful just now. If this has offended you, Wu Song is here to apologize to you."

After Wu Song finished speaking, he bowed to Zhao Jishen.

After Zhao Ji saw this scene, he didn't say much.

Instead, he pointed in the direction of the counter:

"Brother Wu Song, do you still remember what you said when you made a bet with me just now?"

"Say, if I can figure them out, then you can eat all the basket of cakes."

"Now, since you believe me, shouldn't the bet between us also be fulfilled?"

"Brother Wu Song, go ahead and eat."

"If you don't have enough silver in your pocket, it's okay for me to pay the silver when you finish eating the cakes."

Wu Song turned his head and looked at the baskets of cakes on the counter.

After only hesitating for a short while, he strode over.

As soon as Wu Song left, that kind of Jin wanted to stop him.

Watching Wu Song's back walking further and further away, Zhong Sijin felt helpless.

So he raised his hand and patted Zhao Ji on the shoulder:

"You are a real person. It's just a small thing. Why do you take it so seriously?"

"If Wu Song really ate all the baskets of cooking cakes, wouldn't that person be strangled to death?"

Zhao Ji smiled, and when he looked at his sister-in-law, his face was full of joking:

"Why, are you feeling distressed?"

"If you feel distressed, then you can eat with Wu Erlang now."

"When you're done eating, I'll pay the silver."

After Zhong Sijin glared at Zhao Ji angrily, he turned his angry little head aside and ignored him.

After Lu Zhishen saw this scene, he also wanted to persuade Zhao Ji to fight against Na Wu Erlang again.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he suddenly placed it on the table.

On the face, he hesitated to speak.

Of course, all this is reflected in Zhao Ji's eyes.

But he didn't say much.

After a while, Wu Song took all the baskets of cooking cakes placed on the counter.

If you take a closer look, there must be at least a hundred pancakes in the basket.

Even if one person can eat, he can only eat a dozen or so at best.

If anyone can eat all the more than 100 cooking cakes, he is not far away from becoming a dead ghost.

Wu Song didn't say much. After sitting down at the table, he reached out and took out a cooking cake from the basket and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a while, he ate the piece of cooking cake in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he went to get the second one.

And Zhao Ji was not idle at the moment. Seeing that Wu Song was eating deliciously, he also took one out of the basket.

Although this cake is rough in appearance, it tastes extremely soft.

This also made Zhao Ji want to get the second one after eating the first one.

Watching Wu Song eat one after another, he had already eaten three or four by now.

So Zhao Ji quickly stopped Wu Song's move:

"Brother Wu Song, that's it for today."

"As for the remaining cakes, I will take five of them and give the rest to Brother Wu Song."

Wu Song's face was startled, and he could no longer chew the cake that was still in his mouth.

After a long time, he frowned and said:

"Why is that?"

"I, Takejiro, have just promised to bet with you, so I have to continue no matter whether I win or lose."

"Since we have lost now, how can we ignore it?"

"If this is done, once this matter is spread out in the future, how can I, Wu Erlang, gain a foothold in the world?"

"How can you be called a man if you do something that breaks your trust?"

Facing such an upright Wu Song, Zhao Ji didn't know what to say at this moment.

As soon as I thought about it, I had to come up with a compromise idea:

"Brother Wu Song, the bet I made with you just now was true, but I didn't tell you that I would eat it all in one go, right?"

"If you take these cooking cakes home, you can eat one or two a day."

"You won't break your trust after eating it in a month or two, what do you think, Brother Wu Song?"

After Wu Song was stunned for a while, he clasped his hands into fists and saluted Zhao Ji deeply:

"Sir, not only is his arithmetic skills superb, but his capacity to accommodate people is also deeper than the sea."

"Wu Song is completely convinced today."

Zhao Ji reached out and patted Wu Song on the shoulder.

Then he took his arm and sat on the chair:

"Brother Wu Song, I usually admire those heroes the most."

"So for people like Brother Wu Song, I am also very willing to interact with each other."

"What happened just now was not because I wanted to play tricks on you, brother. It's just that your aloof temperament really needs to be polished."

"If not, he will cause unpredictable disasters in the future."

Wu Song took a deep breath and then nodded frequently.

On the face, thoughtfully:

"Wu Song took note of it. Thank you sir for teaching me."