Rebirth Space: There Are Noble Women in the Nongmen

Chapter 61: A Trip to Fucheng (Twenty)
Zhao Guoer and his party were only halfway up the stairs when they suddenly heard someone screaming in the lobby on the ground floor.Then I saw the man stand up and was about to rush outside.

Several people stopped and started to watch like other diners.

"Guest officer, it's okay for you to leave, but this account should be settled first before you leave? We are a small business, and we don't accept credit. If you are inconvenient, we will run for you and make your family happy. Sending money is also a success."

Shouting that the money was lost, a middle-aged man who was about to rush out saw the waiter coming to stop him, and he immediately yelled viciously: "Did you see that I lost the money? If I go late, I can't catch up with the guy who stole the money." Thief, are you going to pay me money?"

"It's just nonsense for the guest officer to say so."

The waiter in the shop obviously saw this kind of thing a lot.Not afraid, he sneered: "You come in to order food, wait for the food to be served, and you are still full. After such a long time, even if the money is really lost, the thief can still wait in place to let you Can't catch it? Don't you have no money in the first place, so you deliberately created such a thief out of nothing. You want to use this to eat the king's meal?"

"You are talking nonsense, how dare you wrong me?"

The middle-aged man grabbed the waiter by his collar with one hand and was about to throw a fist at him with the other hand.

"stop."

With a loud drink, the shopkeeper of the restaurant stepped forward and clasped his fists at the strong man, and said the words in a polite tone, but he was not polite at all, and there was a strong sense of threat: "Guest officer, although what we guys said is tricky It's not pleasant. But a small business really can't stand people eating and drinking for nothing. It's his duty to stop you. He did his duty, and you make things difficult for him, a little guy, even if it's just a trouble. The yamen's reasoning is not on your side either. How wronged would it be to be punished by the adults for nothing?"

"With this little meal money, you still want to send me to the yamen?"

The burly man was stunned for a moment, and saw a few strong men surrounding him behind the shopkeeper, who looked as strong as his waiter.

His eyes flickered, he let go of the waiter in his hand, and he quibbled with wide-eyed eyes in disbelief: "I don't want to eat for free, have I lost my purse? I'm so pitiful, You actually..."

"What you owe is not just a little food money. If you are really cash-strapped, you can come in and order a bowl of noodles and then come back after eating. Regardless of whether it is true or not, we can just treat it as a daily good deed. After all, go out Who hasn't had a difficult time when they are outside? Since our restaurant opened, we have given a few steamed buns to beggars passing by every now and then, but it has been done for more than ten years. Isn't it a fake? Is it true that it will be for a bowl of noodles? Do you have to embarrass people in distress with a few small dishes? But when you came in, you ordered a table full of dishes, all of which were meat dishes. If you eat and drink, you can even eat and take. If you don’t Who would believe someone who came to eat the overlord's meal on purpose?"

He pointed at the bulging waist of the middle-aged man with his finger, obviously hiding a lot of food in his waist.The shopkeeper cupped his fists towards the surrounding customers and said loudly: "The owner of our restaurant is kind and compassionate to the poor, but he is not being taken advantage of. When encountering such a situation, he can lift it up and put it down gently. Wouldn't it be a mess? , if anyone comes here, can our restaurant continue to operate?"

"Yes."

"That's right."

"The owner's Gao Yi is not bad as the shopkeeper."

……

When the shopkeeper said this, all the guests around immediately nodded in agreement, and there were many voices of praise.

This made the middle-aged man flustered immediately, and stammered his excuse: "I, I just want to take it away because I can't finish it and I'm afraid it will be wasted. This, this, can you still take the leftovers from the guests? Can you give it to the next one?"

The more he talked, the more confident the mature man became: "I have a big appetite, so I really didn't intend to come to eat the overlord's meal, just, just, I really lost my wallet."

"Didn't I say that if it's inconvenient for you, we can help you run errands and ask people in your family to bring you money."

After being free, the waiter in the shop who had never been afraid and flustered from the beginning to the end, said unceremoniously to the middle-aged man.

"That's right." The shopkeeper nodded, "You just need to tell us the location, there are plenty of people in my shop who can run errands."

He looked up and down at the middle-aged man, although he didn't see any valuables on him, but the shopkeeper still said: "You spent five taels of silver for this meal, or you would leave a token worth the money. , It’s okay to go back and get the silver in exchange.”

"I, all my money was stolen and I have no more money. My family is not in Fucheng. You don't let me chase the thief who stole my purse, so what's the matter?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, the middle-aged man spread his bare hands, looking like you can't do anything to me.

"Tie it up and send it directly to Master Chen."

He is a bachelor, and the shopkeeper is no longer polite to him. Hearing this, he turned around and gave an order, and then immediately ordered the shop boy standing next to the middle-aged man: "The money he owes for the meal is worth half a year of hard labor. You go Ask those who want to do hard labor, if anyone is willing to exchange money for hard labor, send the money quickly.”

"Hard labor?"

Or half a year of hard labor?
The man who thought it was the best thing to do was let himself go to prison for a few days was dumbfounded.The clerk in the shop was about to run away, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't, don't go."

"Do you have any money?" The waiter in the shop stopped and turned around to ask.

"If you have money, don't talk too much, give it quickly." The shopkeeper also urged.

"No, I really don't have any money on me. In this way, I owe the money. I'll write you an IOU, and I'll send it when I get it tomorrow. How about sending me six taels of silver?"

The middle-aged man changed from his previous arrogance, and smiled condescendingly at the shopkeeper.

"This store does not owe money on credit."

The store manager became impatient, thinking that the previous owner and the new owner who didn't know who it was were all watching at this moment.

Unfortunately, such a bad thing happened at this moment.

If he can't deal with it quickly, wouldn't he be ashamed?

Holding his breath in his heart, the shopkeeper hated the strong man in front of him who obviously wanted to eat the overlord's meal and said coldly.

"I, then, I'll take my nephew as a mortgage."

The strong man saw that the face of the shopkeeper was wrong, obviously unwilling.He was afraid, afraid that he would really be sent to hard labor——
Who doesn't know, that's no joke.It was a chore that could literally kill you.

At that moment, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly shouted again: "If you don't want to give up the mortgage, I can sell him to you. My nephew is 15 years old, and he is very strong. One can stand up to two strong laborers." Yes. I only need ten taels of silver, so why don’t you lose money?”

As he spoke, he was afraid that the shopkeeper would still be unwilling, so the middle-aged man yelled at the door: "You son of a bitch, are you deaf or dumb? I'm going to be arrested as a hard laborer just like this, why don't you hurry up?" Come in quickly?"

"You can't sell me. I only promised your family to adopt your dead elder brother as a son after treating my mother, and to inherit the incense for your elder brother. But I didn't promise you to sell me."

Following the shout of the man in his prime, a sallow, emaciated, malnourished young man who seemed to be about fourteen or five years old walked into the restaurant slowly, and said indifferently.

Lei Jing?

(End of this chapter)