Old Man Jin prepared a table full of good wine and food. Although he was penniless, it still did not affect his interest in eating and drinking.
After tasting the 30-year-old Zhuangyuanhong, Old Man Jin exclaimed, "Store, load the rest of the Zhuangyuanhong into my car. The old man will take it away later, and it will be charged to this young man's account."
Zhao Xiaole, who was in the main seat, said nothing.
He took a sip of Zhuangyuan Red and found that it was indeed good, with a refreshing taste that was different from northern spirits.
However, Huang Nu never moved his chopsticks or cup, "Old man Jin, are you planning to accept employment?"
Old Man Jin did not move his chopsticks. He took down a braised chicken leg with his dark hands, stuffed it into his mouth and started chewing. While eating, he said:
"Drinking is drinking. These are two different things. Didn't we tell you earlier? No need to talk about it if it's less than two hundred thousand taels of silver."
Huang Nu snorted, "Old man Jin, no matter how much money I give you, you will only use it to gamble, and sooner or later you will lose."
"puff!"
Old Man Jin spat out the chicken bones in his mouth, not caring about the offense in Huang Nu's words, "You don't want to spend your money on me, old man, and you don't have anywhere to spend it. Since you just came in, someone has said hello to you."
"No one is allowed to accept your employment. Hehe, Huang Nu, you are a crazy martial artist and don't care about this. But after the old man takes the money, I'm afraid he won't be able to stay in Fengchen Forest anymore."
Huang Nu and Zhao Xiaole were both slightly surprised.
"We went to see you as soon as we came in. We never saw anyone saying hello. How did you know?" Huang Nu said.
Old Man Jin looked at him with disdain, "It's his fault. No one is paying attention to the old man now. If you don't believe me, ask others if anyone is willing to accept your employment?"
After that, he looked at Zhao Xiaole again, "Some things can't be solved even with money, huh!"
Old Man Jin continued to drink.
The dishes on the table were all grabbed by his black hands, and Zhao Xiaole had no appetite at all.
I don’t even want to drink anymore.
Zhao Xiaole opened the folding fan and shook it, "I will not force anyone. Old Man Jin, if you still want to drink the No. 1 Scholar's Award, just accept my terms."
"If you don't want to, I will dump all the carts of Zhuangyuanhong into the ditch!"
These words really cost Old Man Jin his life.
He yelled, "You threaten the old man?"
Zhao Xiaole said calmly: "I will never force anyone."
Old Man Jin glared at him fiercely for a long time. He had never been so angry when facing the Qingyi Sect to press for debts. In the end, he had to curse.
"Fuck, that's fine!"
"The old man will suffer this loss! Don't think there will be a next time!"
A cart of wine sold him out, and Old Man Jin became increasingly angry as he thought about it.
Huang Nu couldn't stand it anymore, "One hundred thousand taels of silver has settled the Qingyi Sect's debt. No matter how you calculate it, it's a good deal. It's better than losing your life!"
Old Man Jin said angrily: "What nonsense is the Tsing Yi Sect? Just give me a day and you will see how I can handle them!"
Huangnu was shocked when he heard this.
Zhao Xiaole seemed to have expected it, and chuckled, "You just mastered a little bit of someone else's secret."
"In my place, I would have killed you long ago."
When Old Man Jin heard this, he also picked up his wine glass and said, "Haha, that's not necessarily true. Maybe in a month, you will also become the old man's creditor!"
Zhao Xiaole snorted disdainfully, "Okay, I have many secrets, you can explore more."
For some reason, Old Man Jin felt a chill.
He hurriedly laughed twice and said, "That can't be done. The young master is like my reborn parent. How can I dare to inquire about your details?"
After hearing this, Huang Nu basically understood.
Although Old Man Jin has many creditors, Old Man Jin must have known about the shady things happening to those creditors.
Only old man Jin dares to owe others money with confidence.
The creditor did not dare to kill Old Man Jin because of this. Once he died, many secrets would be revealed.
He was able to survive in Fengchenlin for thirty years because of these supports. In addition, Old Man Jin always had a sense of discretion and his creditors were willing to spend money to settle the matter.
Huang Nu had some doubts in his heart.
Since he knew these risks, why did he still hire Old Man Jin? What did Zhao Xiaole like in him?
Zhao Xiaole said: "My master has a guard team of fifty people, but we are still short of three first-class experts. Please recommend them."
Old Man Jin shook his head and said: "I told you a long time ago that you can't recruit anyone. You just tricked the old man into boarding the ship. Others are not so easy to fool."
Huang Nu thought for a while, "I'll give it a try."
He got up and left.
Zhao Xiaole leaned on the chair and waited. Old Man Jin had almost finished eating and was drinking wine here and there.
Burp occasionally.
All around, prostitutes soliciting customers ran past from time to time, causing bursts of laughter and charming laughter.
The so-called fullness, warmth and lustful thoughts.
After drinking enough, in order to prevent these customers from going to the brothel to spend money, the prostitutes will come over and actively woo them.
The success rate is often very high.
There were also some drunkards who were so drunk that they couldn't walk and wanted to have sex on the spot. However, the prostitutes were unwilling and had to help the guests with the help of the shopkeepers to go to the guest rooms on the second floor to have sex.
The laughter gradually went to the second floor.
There was also a drunken drinker who was dissatisfied because the girl was gone. He yelled twice and fell asleep on the table.
Zhao Xiaole ignored it completely and waited quietly for news from Huang Nu.
Without Huang Nu, he would not know anyone and would have no place to look for anyone.
At this moment, two men holding knives suddenly appeared at the door. They glanced inside the wine shop a few times. Their wary eyes briefly passed over Zhao Xiaole, then they turned around and guarded the door of the wine shop.
Huang Nu is finally back.
He looked ugly and sat down without saying a word.
Zhao Xiaole saw his face and naturally understood everything, and felt unhappy, "Whoever said hello? I want to meet you today."
He continued to shake the fan, Huangnu continued to be silent, and old man Jin was holding the wine bowl, leaning on the chair as if falling asleep.
The other party's people are already guarding the door, and the people behind are expected to arrive soon.
It saves Zhao Xiaole the time to look for it.
Not long after, a shout came from outside the door, "What are you doing! Ah!"
thump!
There were crashing sounds and the sound of landing.
The sound of a sword being drawn came again.
When Zhao Xiaole looked back, he was stunned for a moment. One of the men holding knives who was watching at the door was beaten to the ground. The other pulled out a knife and looked at a voluptuous figure in red with fear on his face.
The figure in red clothes hung a long sword at his waist. He snorted and stepped into the wine shop. Zhao Xiaole also saw his face clearly.
He couldn't help but be shocked, the other party's appearance was not inferior to that of the top brand, but her makeup looked like a cheap prostitute.
The figure in red found a table and sat down, then put down his long sword and said, "Shopkeeper, bring me some wine!"
Although his voice was soft and soft, he was undoubtedly a man.
