brother is right

Chapter 262 This Man Has a Kind Heart
Brother wept.

The last time I cried was when I met my junior sister, because of the matter of the monster of the lake, I felt powerless and cried.

But a group of mortals, what is so powerless?
Is there anything wrong with kneeling down and begging for money?

Even the insane bell suddenly shed tears in front of Song Yin, and immediately sat upright with a solemn face.

Instead they dared not speak.

After the group of maids played and sang, they ran to another table of guests and continued to kneel down.

Some, like the guests at the previous table, offered rewards in exchange for soft-spoken playing and singing, while some didn't want to give them in exchange for the bows of the maids, shaking the spring light on their open chests.

Until this group of people came to Song Yin and the others, Yingying Yanyan knelt down and called out in a flattering voice: "Grandpa, give me some rewards."

It's just that this time it's a little different. The people on the table all looked at them with strange eyes, and one of them even shed tears.

Kind of weird.
Strange guests, it's better not to provoke them. Several maids looked at each other and were about to leave.

But at this moment, the tearful guest suddenly said, "Why do you kneel down?"

Ok?
The maids froze for a moment, and looked at the man strangely, as if they didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Hahaha!"

They didn't answer, but the people at the next table laughed. The people at that table were dressed up as young masters, and they looked almost the same as Zhang Feixuan in their outfits. Show flair.

One of the sons looked them up and down, and smiled at Zhang Feixuan: "Brother, you are very polite to this servant, and you actually brought them here for dinner, isn't it your first time?"

Except for those people who froze at Zhang Feixuan, the rest of them glanced over, showing obvious contempt.

Those who come here to eat are either rich or expensive, and they feel extraordinary just by looking at their clothes.

Looking at these again, except for that handsome son who is a bit interesting, the rest look strange.

That little girl looks pretty good, she's a maid.

That young boy with a serious face looks like a book boy.

The thin and tall one is probably a dog leg.

That stout giant looks good, and he is a good material for a housekeeper.

And the questioner looked like a farmer from the countryside.

I really don't know why they were brought here, it's an embarrassment to them, the second-generation sons.

"Brother, your dwarf's question is also very interesting. How do you kneel? This man just wants to kneel, otherwise where would he get the reward? In this world"

The young master raised his head, as if he understood the mysteries of the world, and said, "Gold and silver are the most important things."

"Brother Zhao is right."

"Brother Zhao is right!"

The people at the table complimented each other.

The person called Brother Zhao laughed again, casually threw a silver ingot, and landed in front of the maid.

"Look, here's the answer."

"Thank you, Young Master, for the reward."

One of the maids picked up the silver ingot, bent her back towards that side, then stood up, bowed slightly to Song Yin and the others, walked to the table with lotus steps, knelt down again, and groaned a little tune, The jade neck and soft chest were exposed.

The man shook his head while listening to the little song, and said with a smile: "For the sake of money, the whole family would be murdered, so what's the point of kneeling down to show off your appearance, don't you think so?"

The maid who sang ditties and played musical instruments nodded her head and smiled flatteringly at them, which made the man smile even wider. He dropped another coin and said, "Okay, stop singing, come on!" Come drink with us."

After the music was over, the maids picked up the silver and bowed deeply again, then sat among the group of young masters, toasted with flattering smiles, and made fun of each other, seeming to be very skillful.

"Is there no dignity?"

Song Yin just came to say something, suddenly paused, showing a clear look, and kept silent.

It's just that Brother Zhao seems to be less interested in women than in them. He still heard Song Yin's words, and then the people at the table looked at each other, as if they heard some extremely funny joke, and laughed more than anyone else. loudly.

Even the group of maids were all smiling, and their eyes were full of teasing and disdain when they glanced at Song Yin from time to time.

I'm afraid I'm not a fool
"Damn it!"

Wang Qi stood up suddenly, and was about to take a step with a sullen face.

"Sit down." Song Yin said lightly.

"Brother, they..." Wang Qi was gritting his teeth, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Mere mortals!

How dare they insult their senior brother? !
There is no such reason in the world. If you don't give them a little color, then you will really look down on them.

It's just that Song Yin glanced at Wang Qizheng, and his pupils looked over, which made Wang Qizheng startled and sat down obediently.

"Cooking!"

At this time, Xiao Er held a large tray and walked forward in small steps, put the dishes in the tray on the table one by one, and put a pot of wine on it, and said with a smile: "Masters take it easy."

As he spoke, he stood aside, watching all directions and listening to all directions, as if he was waiting for someone to call him.

"They didn't do anything, and it's nobody's fault."

Song Yin picked up the jug and poured himself a glass of wine. He looked at the clear wine and then at the waiter who was standing there waiting.

When Xiao Er saw people looking over, he quickly smiled obsequiously.

"To flatter others, to serve others, is for money."

Then, he looked at the maid at that table again.

"It's flattering, and kneeling down to beg for rewards is also for money."

Song Yin's eyes turned, and he looked at the group of sons, "They have money, so in the eyes of people who are after money, these people are customers and true immortals."

"exactly."

The person called Brother Zhao proudly raised his head and said with a smile: "You countryman, you speak a little bit of reason, but you don't know the rules. Your master is there, how can you be the first to drink? And what level are you, dare to drink like me The wine? Need to be trained."

He looked at Zhang Feixuan again, and said with a smile: "Hey, brother, 200 taels of silver, how about giving me all your servants? You don't know how to teach servants, so I'll help you."

He will not think that these people have any other identities, the servants are the servants, and the masters are the masters.

The Venerable Master doesn't wear the clothes of the servants, even the immortals don't know how to wear the clothes of the servants, this is the truth since ancient times.

How can there be so many pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, I have never met them.

In his eyes, what's more, this rich man can't teach others.

rather than teaching people.
Even if it wasn't a native rich man from the countryside, he didn't have any education at all.

But it doesn't matter, he is kind-hearted and doesn't want to see the corruption of this world, so he can come and teach.

This farmer is a bit interesting, that maid is also handsome, and that giant man is very dignified when taken out, even if it is not one foot high, this table is like a pocket to him.

200 taels, no matter how you look at it, it is a good deal.

(End of this chapter)