Can a general do whatever he wants?

Hua Si looked back at Chen Ming after driving away the flower house, he changed his angry expression and said softly: "Stay here from now on, um... your bones are not well developed yet, you can do some basic odd jobs ?"

Of course Chen Ming is capable of doing odd jobs, he nodded happily, he is very happy to be able to work for Huasi.In this way, under the blessing of Hua Si, Chen Ming started his life of doing odd jobs. At first, he just cleaned and washed clothes in the background.After two days, Chen Ming can go to the front desk to serve tea and water.

Hua Si kindly reminded Chen Ming: "Remember. Don't get too close to the guests. If the guests lose their temper, they should immediately kneel down and admit their mistakes. The guests are gods, but you must protect yourself."

"The guests are heaven, you can't get too close to them, if the guests are angry, they should kneel down immediately..."

Chen Ming repeated Hua Si's warning while holding the coffee table and a small cup. Hua Si felt that Chen Ming was an innocent and cute child, and she couldn't bear to push him to the front desk.

The chief general of the southeast army married a sixth concubine, and he proudly bought half of the tea in the restaurant, and people knew that the southeast general Han Xi had a good relationship with Huadan Huasi in the restaurant.So today's business is better than usual.

This is an era of complex cultures, and people's sexual orientation is much more open.However, the status of pity has not been improved.Pity is sympathy, and their rank and status are even lower than that of the filthy genre. People classify them as the same as beggars.

No wonder Chen Ming hadn't taken a few steps when the guest's fury came from the next table.

A weak flute player was pushed to the ground by a bearded man sitting next to him. The man cursed carelessly, and his angry saliva could be seen in the air: "What are you playing? You haven't eaten or what? You're learning how to imitate a mouse!"

After scolding, the man was still not reconciled. He grabbed the peanuts on the table and stuffed them into the mouth of the little brother who fell on the ground.

The little brother was dumb and didn't dare to resist, letting his mouthful of peanuts be stuffed until he couldn't fit it.No one around dared to step forward to stop the bearded man, and some guests even took this scene as a theatrical performance with relish.

The man kicked the little brother, and the flute in the little brother's hand accidentally rolled to the corner of the table. It was something the little brother depended on for survival.He moved his body to retrieve it, but the bearded man grabbed his collar and picked it up.

"What are you doing to the guests like this?"

The little brother shook his head with red eyes.

Hua Si only asked Chen Ming not to provoke the guests, and did not ask him to help pick up things. Enthusiastically, he put down the teacup in his hand, bent down and picked up the clarinet rolled on the corner of the table in full view of everyone.

The bearded man spotted him.

"Hey! Where did you come from, what are you doing!"

The appearance of Chen Ming made the pity around him sigh. They squeezed their hands and wanted to step forward to pull Chen Ming back, but they hesitated in fear.

Chen Ming clutched the clarinet in his hand, lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. He bravely climbed out of the dining table with the clarinet, stood up, and stared back at the bearded man.

The boy's eyes were clear without a trace of dirt. Unlike the ordinary people the bearded man had seen, this boy's eyes were unexpectedly thin, and the light-colored pupils exuded a sense of distance.

What beautiful eyes, the bearded man couldn't help but bewildered, he shook off the little flute player in his hand and approached Chen Ming.

Rough big hands caressed Chen Ming's small round face.

Chen Ming subconsciously frowned and avoided the man's approach, what did he want to do.

"What's your... name, newcomer?"

The bearded man wheezed through his nostrils, and his breath smelled of garlic seedlings.Chen Ming pulled the flute awkwardly and took a step back.

"What a pretty little person, tell uncle what your name is..."

The man is obviously eyeing Chen Ming.Hua Siyuan, who had just finished her errands in the house, saw Chen Ming's accident, and yelled in her heart that she was not good, and hurriedly went downstairs to his side with her long gown.

"Hey, this is not a bad brother, this is a mess. Are you causing trouble for me again?"

Hua Si frivolously glanced at the pile of overturned things on the ground, as well as the silent tablemate.

Huasi is now the head of the Lianguan. He has four beauties, beautiful hair, eyebrows, nose bridge, and small mouth. He has four beauties exclusively.No guest would disrespect him, and the bearded man was no exception, he gave Hua Si a chuckle.

"No, your flute player didn't play well just now. I'll teach you a lesson, so you're in a mess."

"Oh? Then why are you messing around with my little servant here—"

"Oh, this is your new little servant!" The bearded man looked back at Chen Ming secretly, "It's a pity to be a servant."

Huasi held her head up, and protected Chen Ming even tighter, "A servant is a servant. If Huasi's service doesn't make you happy, just replace Huasi with someone else. Please give Huasi another one. face."

Face is not something that can be given just by saying it, and the bearded man smiled wretchedly at Si's cat-eyed body.

Hua Si naturally understood what he meant, and he showed a bright smile, "You can do whatever you want at night."

After speaking, he winked at the bearded man and pulled Chen Ming down to the woodshed.When he arrived at the firewood room, Hua Si couldn't hold back the smile on his face anymore. He pushed Chen Ming onto the straw, and Chen Ming covered his face and was at a loss.

"Si...brother."

"Brother? You still have the face to call me brother. Look what you did just now? You forgot what I told you, right? Me! Really..."

Hua Si looked around at the things around her, raised a stick on the ground, and hit Chen Ming with her hands, one after another, cursing Chen Ming for not living up to her expectations.

"Look at what you've done. Do you know how difficult we are? If I tell you to stay away from customers, you won't listen. What are you thinking! Do you know how many people you've hurt like this!"

The stick hit Chen Ming one after another, and Chen Ming cried out with a headache: "No, no, I didn't go near him, I just picked up a flute for my brother..."

"Picking up the flute, you can still make others look at your face! What evil did you do! What did I tell you, did I ask you to remember to kneel after offending the guests? Did you kneel? Chen Ming, you really Little idiot!"

Hua Si really loves and hates as much, and he doesn't want to hit Chen Ming, but as the head of the Lian Guan, he must personally teach Chen Ming what is etiquette.

Chen Ming's body was bruised and purple from the beating, and Hua Hua's tears were all over his face as he covered his head.

"I was wrong...the next time I kneel down, I must remember to kneel, I won't make you angry, I was wrong...don't hit me..."

After fighting for an unknown amount of time, Hua Si panted heavily and watched the dizzy young man close the door of the firewood room in grief.

"Just reflect on yourself for a day today."

The dew at night was heavy, and Chen Ming, who had no intact skin all over his body, was awakened by the cold wind blowing from the hole in the woodshed.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Opening his eyes vaguely, the little brother who played the flute in the morning was squatting in front of Chen Ming. He held two warm steamed buns in his hand and handed them to Chen Ming, "You haven't eaten tonight, let's eat first."

Chen Ming, who was cold and hungry, grabbed the steamed bun in his hand and gnawed it crazily.