The villain is being forced to whitewash again

"Look at what you said, it's not that I don't have any stock in my stomach, I'm just talking nonsense. It's true, don't look at my sloppy appearance and that stinky bitch. It's very different, her In the past, I knew very well that if what I said earlier was even a little false, I would commit suicide and apologize on the spot."

The old drunkard put one hand on his waist, and made an exaggerated gesture with the other hand, drawing a straight line on his neck from left to right, and grinning coquettishly at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan felt very uncomfortable looking at him, especially when he was standing closer and closer. God knows, this smell mixed with rotten meat is strong enough to attract many hungry crows.

"Since you know the ins and outs of Yueqiong's past so well, tell me quickly that we don't have as much free time as you do."

The old drunkard took his silver ticket, and he should have straightened his hesitant tongue anyway, but he still dawdled, and rubbed his old hands again, a piece of wood in his hands would catch fire.

"What the old man taught me is that the villain will of course sort out the whole process in a neat way, but there are still a few small problems..."

He frowned, and a cold air floated on his face, "Could it be that you think I didn't give you enough money just now? Don't ask too much, my patience has a limit!"

Seeing that he was angry, the dissatisfied greedy appetite in the old drunkard's heart was immediately frightened away and he went back to hide in the wooden box. Go to bend down to fish, if you can't fish, you will die of drought if you throw your hands away, but you also vaguely feel that Qin Shi and Zhao Yuan are not easy, and it is not easy to work under Bei Gongchen's hands, even if you don't have special skills A mess.

Thinking of this, he quickly shook his head like a rattle, "There is absolutely no dislike! The old man gave me two 100 taels of silver bills, which is enough for me to go to the hell and spend it all. How dare I I'm not greedy enough..." After finishing speaking, he nervously couldn't help licking the dry corners of his mouth.

Zhao Yuan didn't let him go, "Then you just had a little problem that you didn't solve?"

The old drunkard couldn't find an excuse for a while and stuttered anxiously. At this moment, he suddenly thought of a topic that would be the best way to change the subject, and immediately sighed in embarrassment.

"Hey... you don't know, before I met you two, I hadn't eaten a good meal for several days, and I was so hungry that my chest was sticking to my back, and I was afraid that I would suddenly faint from hunger while talking. , if I pass out on the ground at that time, wouldn’t you have to trouble the two uncles to go to the doctor behind my back? Even if you don’t dislike my stinky body, I’m too embarrassed to bother you.”

"...You have so many tricks to find trouble." Zhao Yuan's mouth twitched, speechless.

The old drunkard just chuckled, "It's inevitable that you have some problems when you're old."

Because there is no way to test whether the other party is really starving to death without eating for a long time, Zhao Yuan really has no way to refuse this request, although he does not believe that this cunning person would rather put shit on the copper plate he picked up than give it to others My old bastard is telling the truth, but I can't just watch him faint from hunger.

To be honest, he really didn't want to pay him an extra money after he passed out from hunger, so he had to settle for the next best thing, "Okay, okay, let's talk about Yueqiong when you are full." The chair in front of the table closest to them suddenly came to a screeching halt.

Hey, he lifted up and wiped the dust on his finger, and he complained strongly in his heart that the hygienic index of this inn had dropped so low that it had reached the stage where cleanliness patients were indignant. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it vigorously, diligently Seriously.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shi couldn't control his facial twitching, until he was so clean that even a fly couldn't stand, then he reluctantly lowered his acceptance, and then waved to the boss in the distance.

"Boss, order."

Hearing the greeting, the boss woke up from his obsession with calculating accounts. He raised his head and saw that Xiao Er was gone. There were three strangers sitting far away at a table near the gate. The incoming wind is cold, and the dead leaves will float into the dishes on the table to add some poisonous scorpion ingredients.

Among the three of them, the one he was slightly familiar with was the stinky old man who was shaking the whole body with the wine jar as if he had a problem with his hand. The ghost knows if this person is here to smash the scene and eat the king's meal. The dish is drenched in wine and sleeps, and there is a bandit in white clothes with an unhappy face, and the remaining handsome guy in black and white hair looks quite cold and calm, just sandwiched between these two people, how do you look at it? Strange.

Immediately felt surprised, seeing that these three people with different styles couldn't get together to eat at the same table, it looked like they would flip the table to fight at any time, secretly stomped on the secret passageway hidden under the cabinet, it should be He can still move without any problem. If the three of them really fight, he will immediately curl up into the secret passage and slip away.

"Boss, are you still making money?" Seeing that he still hadn't come over, Zhao Yuan yelled again.

"It's coming, guest officer, don't be in a hurry, I'm here already."

He came over with a menu, worthy of being the owner who dared to open an inn in the ghostly place of Banding Village, with a smile on his face without any sense of disobedience, facing Qin Shi, Zhao Yuan and the old drunkard who were at the table The person who turned into some kind of strange object in his heart is not afraid, as for Xiaoer, the little bastard who doesn't know where he is going at this moment, he will find him later.

"What do you three want?"

The old drunkard looked at the price on the menu on the table, and silently drifted to Zhao Yuan's face, "This... this..."

Zhao Yuan said impatiently: "Hurry up if you want something, we don't eat."

The old drunkard muttered: "But the dishes here look very expensive, it costs a lot of money..."

Zhao Yuan couldn't believe it and said, "You have 100 taels of silver bills on you, can a few dishes make you poor?"

The old drunkard said: "But the money saved for a few dishes can drink a lot of wine!"

For this, Zhao Yuan was completely speechless, "My mother, how stingy you are... Okay, okay, we can pay the money, right?"

The old drunkard laughed and said, "My lord, are you... are you telling the truth?"

Zhao Yuan directly threw the menu on the table to the old drunkard, "Stop talking nonsense, it's just a few dishes, do you really think I'm too poor to pay for it? Order whatever you want, as long as you stop wasting our time .”

"Okay, okay, I'll order it right away, I'll order it right away!" The old drunkard was overjoyed when he got a bargain again, flipping through the menu in his hand and talking to himself, "Oh, this one is good, yo, this one is also good... Oh my god, Wait! Is this a delicacy that only the current emperor can enjoy? It's really good...not bad..."

Looking at the old drunkard who was about to bury his head in the menu, Qin Shi tilted his head slightly, and whispered beside Zhao Yuan, "Zhao Yuan... are you... sure we have enough money with us? Look at this posture , I think it is very likely that I will be eaten and bankrupt..."

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yuan's forehead, "I think...should...should be fine..."

The old drunk suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand and pointed at the menu, "Boss, this one, this one, this one, and this one, by the way, this one too."

Uh, so many dishes, three people can't eat it, the boss asked tentatively: "You need all of these, don't you?"

The old drunkard said: "Except for the name-calling, serve the rest to me!"

"What?!" Zhao Yuan and the boss said in unison in surprise, they couldn't believe their ears for a while, Zhao Yuan's face was blank, this is a fucking human thing?The boss couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Guest, are you right? Are you sure you serve everything except these? There are so many, even if the three of you eat together, you won't be able to finish it all."

The old drunkard patted his swollen belly arrogantly, "Who said that three people ate it, these are mine alone."

"Then it's even more impossible to finish eating. These 99 dishes include things that fly in the sky, climb on the ground, swim in the water, grow on snowy mountains, and dig in the deep sea. We wouldn’t dare to be so extravagant at Yunlai Inn.” The boss asked dubiously, “Are you sure you still have money left in your pocket?”

The old drunkard slapped the table angrily, "Who are you looking down on!"

The boss quickly waved his hands and explained: "No, I didn't look down on you, it's just..."

The old drunkard interrupted what the boss hadn't finished speaking, pointed at Zhao Yuan with righteous indignation, and said, "You may think that I am poor and have no money, but how can you look down on the rich and powerful old man next to me! Do you know these things? To him, it's nothing but a drop in the bucket, you're clearly insulting him by asking this!"

Not rich or powerful, just an ordinary person who receives a monthly salary to support his family, please don't call me so unattainable!

The boss suddenly realized: "So it's like this..."

What did you suddenly realize?Don't misunderstand me!

The old drunkard turned his head, "Am I right? Sir."

Zhao Yuan was stuck in his throat like a fishbone and wanted to cry, but he knew that he shouldn't have boasted about Haikou and pretended to be coercive... After a long time, he reluctantly said: "Yes, go ahead, I...not bad money……"

"Then I'll go and tell the kitchen. Wait for a while, and the table will be served right away!" Hearing this, the boss's eyes lit up, and he ran to the kitchen like lightning. It is pitiful to say that there are so few, how could three such stupid idiots finally come here and not catch Zai for a fortune!While rubbing his hands together, he smiled wickedly.

In front of the table, Zhao Yuan had no love in his life. He was slumped on the chair and looked like he was about to return home at any time, with tears streaming down his face... Looking at the picture of Qian Fei flying away, my money...

Qin Shi helped his forehead helplessly, knowing that this would be the result.

The dishes were quickly served on the table. There were 99 plates of delicacies from mountains and seas, and it took three tables to get in. If it wasn't for Zhao Yuan's dark face, the boss would have wanted them to eat in the private room. Saving plate.

In fact, if the old drunkard hadn’t removed those few dishes from the menu, there would be exactly 120 eight dishes, 56 southern dishes, 56 northern dishes, and the remaining [-] dishes were dim sum, desserts and tea. It takes three days and three nights to sit at the table to clean all the plates.

Just like the boss said, in the world, even if the king of heaven came, I would not dare to order all the dishes on the menu at once.

The old drunkard took the chopsticks, picked up a lot here, scooped up the other side, and mixed them into a paste in the bowl. Hu Chihai drank the 99 plates on the table, and all of them were spared. Zhao Yuan watched him ruin these Cai's behavior is full of tears and pain. These are all vain money. Even if I want to pack them, I won't be able to make it. My salary is huh... It depends on how many patients and how many medicines I take to earn it back. ...

After more than 20 minutes, the old drunkard put down his chopsticks with a snap, leaned against the back of the chair and burped, feeling contentedly that his swollen stomach was finally full.

Zhao Yuan covered his chest with tears, feeling overwhelmed. Although he was heartbroken, he managed to pull himself together and said, "...you have had enough food and drink, now you can tell us about Yueqiong's past."

The old drunkard said contentedly: "Of course, of course, there is no problem."

Zhao Yuan asked: "You said earlier that she climbed to the position of Mrs. Beigong by stepping on the sea of ​​blood under her feet. What happened? Also, how did you know these things? Yueqiong and you What is the relationship?"

The old drunkard folded a chopstick and used it as a toothpick. Feeling that his teeth were comfortable, he lazily said: "Well, these things are actually very simple, and you don't need to be so vigilant and suspicious. Of course, I also know that people like me who are over 60 No matter how you look at it, the 20-year-old bad old man has nothing to do with her, a [-]-year-old girl with yellow flowers, even if she is a father and daughter, it is too nonsense."

"However, I really have a close relationship with her, like a grasshopper on a rope. If that woman knew that I was still alive, she would probably want to feed my cramps to the dogs immediately. The reason is not because she is afraid Others know the secret she has always wanted to hide, and that is..."

Zhao Yuan anxiously asked: "What is it?"

The old drunkard looked smug, "That is, I am her husband!"

"What?!" Zhao Yuan looked at the old drunkard like a fool, "You are her husband? How is it possible? There is such a big age difference between you and her. To put it another way, it is a crime! Even if you want to lie to me Who would believe such a stupid reason.”

The old drunkard was upset, "Why should I lie to you? Risking the risk of being beheaded to slander Yue Qiong's reputation, this kind of thing is stupid to think about with your toes."

Zhao Yuan said suspiciously: "But it's too demonic. Could it be that you married Yueqiong, who was only in her teens, in your 40s? You can handle a seedling that hasn't grown up yet?"

The old drunkard sneered and said, "Who told you that Yueqiong is only in her 20s? Forget about the old couple and young wife. That woman is much older than me. If my memory is correct, she will be 82 years old this year." Already!"

"What... what, 82 years old?!" Zhao Yuan was dumbfounded like a thunderbolt, and his head could no longer move.