Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Murong Fu sat alone for a while, feeling bored. He was about to ask the waiter to pay and leave. A small commotion caught Murong Fu's attention. He was about to stand up and sat back down.

I saw an old man in his sixties coming in through the store door. He was wearing a patchwork of old clothes and a pair of versatile hemp shoes on his feet. Generally speaking, he was neat and tidy, but he had gray hair. It was tied up messily with a simple wooden hairpin, and even the beard was messy and unkempt. As for his face, the wrinkles were filled with dirt, making him look dusty, old and depressed.

There are various signs that this person should be an old beggar, but these alone are not enough to attract Murong Fu's attention. The key is that when the old beggar first entered the door, Murong Fu only glanced briefly and noticed that the man's footsteps were slow and quick, without any of the sluggishness and heaviness that an old man of this age is accustomed to - you know, these days, ordinary people When you are over fifty, you have to start preparing for your longevity. When you are in your sixties, you will basically be ill, but to be able to live to seventy is quite a remarkable thing, so there is a saying of "seventy years old".

Obviously, this person is a practitioner, and his skill is not low.

According to Murong Fu's judgment, this man's skill was far superior to that of the brothers Yi Dabiao whom he had recruited not long ago, and it was said that Yi Dabiao was already the leader among the six disciples of the Beggar Clan.

Could it be some helmsman or elder of the Beggar Clan?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt very friendly. The old man in front of him reminded him of the leader Qiu he met in the ruined temple before. They had been separated for a long time, and he didn't know what happened to the old beggar?

The old man in hemp shoes entered the store, and the waiter hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Old man, do you want to work as a tipper or stay in the hotel?"

The old man in the hemp shoes blushed and smiled sheepishly: "I don't want to hit the tip, and I don't stay in the store, just because your store is doing well, hehe."

The waiter was also a kind person. Seeing that it was not easy for the old man to grow old, he smiled and said: "Are you hungry, old man? There were some leftovers in the kitchen just now. If you don't mind, I will bring them to you." What do you think?"

When opening a business, the important thing is to welcome customers from all over the world with a smile, and to be friendly and generate wealth. Even if the flower begging for food on the street comes to your door, you must treat him well and not offend him. Because these people travel around the world and eat from hundreds of families. If you put on a bad face and look down on others, you will be kicked out with a broom. It will seem like you have saved a bowl of rice, but in the end, people will talk about you everywhere. If benevolence and righteousness are spread from ten to ten, your reputation will be ruined.

Furthermore, there are rules in the business, and there are also moral principles in the business. You can't lose anything by just giving others a bowl of leftovers. If you care too much and start a riot in your store when you meet that arrogant person, your business will be ruined.

Therefore, when Hanako comes to the door, he must be given a bowl of water if he doesn't have it. This is the rule that everyone agrees with each other, and it is also the benevolence and righteousness of the people at the bottom of the world.

Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he shook his head like a rattle, and a few strands of hair were fluttering in the wind like autumn weeds.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then understood. He groped in his clothes for a while, took out a few pennies, weighed them in his hands, and then, as if he had made some kind of determination, gritted his teeth and said to the old man: "Old man, some money." A few pennies are too little for you."

Then he grabbed the money and stuffed it into the old man's hand. Unexpectedly, the old man took a few steps back. While backing away, he waved his hand and said, "No money, no money."

Now, the waiter in the shop is completely clueless. This beggar comes to the door and doesn't want food or money. What is he doing?

The old beggar hesitated for a long time and finally finished his sentence: "The old man hasn't had a drink for several months. He has been on the road again these days. I just passed by your store and the alcohol bug in his stomach was aroused. There is no way. , Second brother, just for your convenience, I’ll give you three to five kilograms of the lowest quality Maochai liquor to kill the alcohol bug in this belly, I’m very grateful, hehehehe.”

When the waiter heard this, his eyes were as wide as bells. He took a few steps back and opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.

After a long time, he said to the old man in a tone that was a little annoyed and a little surprised: "I said, the old beggar is a beggar. In our 30-year-old store, we have seen flowers coming to beg for food and asking for money. Yes, have you never heard of someone begging for alcohol? For three to five kilograms? Everyone here, please comment, is there such a thing?"

The waiter's entanglement with the old beggar had already attracted the attention of the entire tavern. Listening to the waiter's words, the room full of drinkers burst into laughter upstairs and downstairs. There was even a meddlesome person who was making noises and shouting: "The beggar wants to drink after he has eaten enough? That's too much! No, no!"

The old man was greatly embarrassed when he heard this, and the waiter shook his head and left the old man. The old man was left alone to beg for drinks from table to table, but without any surprise, he was all rejected. There are even those who are unkind and want to ridicule them a few words.

Murong Fu frowned slightly, then waved in the direction of the waiter.

Although the waiter in the shop was busy, he always paid attention to Murong Fu, a generous man, even though Murong Fu deliberately chose a corner that did not attract attention.

The waiter's smile almost overflowed: "Master, what do you want?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "Call your shopkeeper here, I have something to ask him."

The waiter felt a thump in his heart and said it was not good, but he looked at Murong Fu cautiously and saw that the God of Wealth still had a warm smile and a gentle look, with no intention of finding trouble. So although he was puzzled, he trotted quickly to find the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper, who was about fifty years old and had a goatee, folded his hands in front of him and said with a smile: "Sir, the store is not serving you well? Are you unhappy with the young master? Just give me whatever you need."

Murong Fu did not answer, but placed a gold ingot on the table: "Shopkeeper, do you think this gold ingot is enough to buy all the wine in your store today?"

The shopkeeper was startled. It took him a moment to understand what Murong Fu meant. He stretched out his withered old hand tremblingly and took the ingot of gold in his hand to weigh it. He looked at the sun carefully again and saw a gold ingot that looked like charcoal glowing in the sun. It was heavy, at least twenty taels.

The shopkeeper hurriedly put down the ingot of gold and waved his hand: "I'm sorry, sir, don't make fun of the shop. This ingot is enough to buy the shop's food and wine for a month. It's really hard to find a shop." open ah."

Murong Fu opened his folding fan and said with a smile: "That's good. I don't need change in your store. Just go and tell everyone who comes to the store today that all the food and drinks are free today. You can eat and drink as you like. The rest is yours."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was overjoyed, thanked him hurriedly, collected the gold, came to the middle of the room, and said to everyone: "Dear guests, please be quiet, be quiet, I have something to disturb you."

After shouting a few words, the people in the room stopped holding wine cups and chopsticks and looked at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper cleared his throat and said solemnly: "A gentleman has spent money to buy all the food and wine in our store today, and invites all guests to eat and drink for free. Everyone can eat and drink as much as they want today. I have enough wine. , the meat tube is full!”

"good!."

The whole restaurant burst into cheers, and the atmosphere that had just been temporarily silent suddenly became lively. Everyone was discussing with great interest which kind-hearted rich man took such bold action.

The waiter smiled and walked up to the old beggar: "Old man, you are blessed. Please come here."

With that said, he led the old beggar towards the only empty table in the room. There were already a group of beggars waiting outside the door. They seemed to be the old man's companions. When they heard the previous words of the shopkeeper, they all made noises and walked into the tavern. They sat on the table with the old man. The waiter did not feel dissatisfied. Serving the group wine and food with a smile.

Murong Fu smiled slightly and was about to get up and leave when the old man in linen robe appeared in front of Murong Fu's table with a smile and carrying a jug of wine: "Wu Changfeng from the beggar gang, would you be lucky enough to have a drink with me?"

There will be another chapter at midnight tonight. The plot of these two chapters is bland and is intended to set the stage. Please be patient. The third round of recommendations starts at 0:00, would you all fellow martial arts fellows vote for recommendations, vote monthly, and follow up for reading?