Volume 1 Battle in the Sand Garden Chapter 19 Betting on the Street
Of course, the dishes were served one plate after another, but today, the waiter had an eye-opening experience.
As soon as the first plate was served, he went to the kitchen and brought the second plate, only to see that the dishes on Qin Zhong's table were empty. The waiter glanced at the two of them and couldn't help but cursed, they are really hungry.
.The portions of their dishes are not small. After finishing them so quickly, he could imagine the two of them gobbling them down.
When the third plate was served, the waiter deliberately speeded up his pace. He thought to himself, I don’t believe that you can eat it faster than me. But when I got to the dinner table, I saw that it was an empty plate again. It was really better than a dog licking it.
It was still clean. This time the waiter refused to accept it and actually ate it faster than before. Looking at Qin Zhong, his eyes filled with sadness.
"Another piece of mutton." Qin Zhong shouted vaguely with meat in his mouth.
"Also, I want a chicken." San Bao'er shouted.
It's time for two and a half grown-ups to eat. Besides, the two of them have been away from food and water for a long time, and their stomachs are already full of gluttons. They got the opportunity today, but they can't gorge themselves on it. After saying that, the two of them started eating again, soup and water.
I was dripping wet, my face and hands were greasy from eating, it felt like I hadn't eaten in eight lifetimes.
Platefuls of dishes were served, and they were all snatched up and eaten by two people in a blink of an eye.
The restaurant was quiet. The guests nearby had stopped using their chopsticks and turned to look at the two people. They all had smiles in their eyes, and they were watching with gusto. Qin Chong and the two of them seemed to have become the scenery of the restaurant.
There was a gust of wind and clouds, and Qin Zhong finally stopped using his chopsticks. He leaned back on the chair, patted his stomach comfortably, picked up the wine glass, took a pleasant sip, and let out a long breath. This time he was really full.
"Your food is good, but the wine is not that good." Qin Zhong commented.
"And." The waiter raised his head disdainfully and looked away. Waiters have rules. No matter what the guests say that is unpleasant, they are not allowed to reply. Listen with a smile and don't make excuses. This is a little waiter.
The two most basic qualities. However, the waiter couldn't stop his contempt in his heart. Two old haters, have you ever seen anything that is good wine?
As soon as he paid the bill, his heart ached after three full meals, and he took out the money with great reluctance. After pestering the shopkeeper, he insisted on getting another bottle of wine, and then he was satisfied. Qin Chong had gone out early and was waiting outside the door.
Qin Zhong couldn't stand San Bao'er, a little miser, and felt ashamed to be associated with him.
It was getting dark, and the shops on the roadside lit up lights, and the stars were shining.
"Smoke willows paint bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, and there are hundreds of thousands of homes." For no reason, Qin Zhong remembered a sentence and recited it casually. Unexpectedly, just as he finished reciting, a sneer came from behind.
"Small and big Li, bitter sand and poor water, how can it be compared to the prosperity of Qiantang." A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar slowly came out of the restaurant, with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Qin Zhong and said with special disdain.
Qin Zhong sighed secretly and thought to himself, Liu Yong is indeed everyone, his lyrics have spread all over the world, and everyone really knows it. He recited a few lines casually, and someone jumped out to criticize him. Suddenly being disappointed, Qin Chong
Not to mention how tired I was. I endured it without having an attack, just like a toad crawling on my shoes.
As soon as he turned around, he heard someone say from behind him, "A vulgar martial artist, arty and ignorant."
At this moment, Qin Chong turned around with anger on his face. He took a step forward and looked directly at the scribe who was speaking. Qin Chong was tall, strong and powerful. Standing face to face, he was half a head taller than the scribe. The scribe
Startled, he took a step back. Facing Qin Zhong, he felt heavy oppression.
Qin Zhong has always disliked long shirts because he thought it would be in the way of walking. Therefore, except when he went to the academy to study, he wore short shirts with arrow sleeves to look heroic and capable. But in the eyes of others, this was the look of a martial artist. Qin Zhong also never expected that,
One day, I will be ridiculed because of my clothes.
"There is a little poem here. Please comment on it." Qin Zhong seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He didn't wait for the scribe to respond and started reciting to himself. "A needle is hammered a thousand times, and the cloth is turned upside down.
With eyes on his buttocks, he only recognizes clothes but not people." After chanting, he ignored the scribe and walked away with a loud laugh.
The middle-aged Wen Shiqi's face turned red and his whole body was trembling. He pointed at Qin Zhong's back, but could not say a word. The people who were walking with him all had strange looks on their faces. They wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, or they looked up.
In the morning, he either lowered his head to tidy up his clothes. The middle-aged scribe was left alone, messy in the night.
After scolding someone with a poem, Qin Chong was in a good mood, chatting and joking with San Bao'er, and headed towards the city gate. As he approached the city gate, he suddenly heard a burst of yelling. Looking up, he saw a crowd of people surrounding the city gate.
People were pointing and pointing, as if something strange was happening. They all stretched their necks and squeezed forward to take a look.
At this time, Qin Zhong heard someone yelling and scolding. "Don't be so shameless. If you make me angry, I will strip you clean in the street and let everyone see your fine skin and tender flesh." The crowd retreated in confusion.
A group of people came out, all wearing arrow sleeves and carrying bows and arrows behind their backs. They were arrogant, but they were clearly not military.
A young woman with a messy hairdress and tied hands was dragged over by a big man. The woman's hair fell down, covering her entire face, and her thin shoulders were trembling. The woman pulled her body backwards and walked.
He was extremely reluctant, taking every step, sobbing, but not saying a word.
"What a crime." A white-haired old man shook his head and sighed, showing unbearable expression.
"Her brother-in-law is really no good." Someone seemed to know and cursed in a low voice.
"What happened?" Qin Chong was curious and asked as he came closer.
The knowledgeable man shrank his head and dodged into the crowd. He knew well that trouble comes from the mouth, and even though he sympathized with the woman, he did not want to get into trouble. As soon as he saw Qin Zhong's unfamiliar face, he ran away immediately.
However, the white-haired old man glanced at Qin Zhong and said in a low voice, "That girl was sold by her brother-in-law."
"Ah? Why?" Qin Chong was very surprised. This was the first time he heard that his brother-in-law was selling his sister-in-law.
"Alas." The old man sighed and told what happened.
It turned out that the woman was called A'e and lived in Xiaodongzhuang five miles outside the city. She ground tofu every day and carried it into the city to sell. Therefore, the neighbors in the east city all knew A'e. A'e's husband
Gao Zhan went to the capital three years ago to attend the Spring Festival, but he has not come back yet. There is not even a message from him, and he does not know whether he is alive or dead.
A'e's parents-in-law also had a young son, Qingqing, who was a bad gambler. On this day, he owed another gambling debt and couldn't pay it back. He was so anxious that he paid A'e to the creditor.
.It just so happened that this creditor was also a hard-to-deal with, so he actually broke into Gao's house and kidnapped A'e.
The strong man leads this group of people, and he is not an ordinary person. They have a name in Dali County, called Shesheng Bow and Arrow Society. It is a folk society. They play with bows and arrows all day long and have some martial arts. The strong man is the leader of the group.
My son, whose name is Wu Chengzu, is a brave and fierce master. He walks sideways on the street and no one dares to mess with him.
"Bastard." After hearing this, Qin Chong became furious. He separated the crowd and stood in the middle of the road.
Qin Chong was so angry not because of hotheadedness or seeing an uneven road, but because of historical reasons.
It can be said that Qin Chong spent his childhood in the Xiaoqi Camp. It was not only Shi Yong who taught him martial arts, but He Wuer, Lao Gui and other veterans. Although they did not have the title of master, they had a close relationship and taught Qin Chong.
He also tried his best in martial arts. In Qin Zhong's heart, these veterans were his masters.
How could Qin Chong not know about Lao Gui's sadness? In his early years, Lao Gui lost his wife in a huge gamble, which became a lifelong regret for him. Lao Gui has always refused to tell the reason, but he often cried when he was drunk.
, Qin Chong also roughly guessed that there must be a last resort reason and he had to give up his wife.
Hearing these things since childhood had a great impact on Qin Zhong's psychology. Therefore, Qin Zhong hated the idea of using his wife to pay debts. Today, he suddenly heard that his brother-in-law used his sister-in-law to pay debts, and his behavior was even more outrageous.
He violated human ethics and acted even worse. He was so angry that he rushed forward regardless.
"Stop." Qin Zhong stood in the street and shouted angrily.
The crowd in front of the city gate suddenly fell silent, and they all cast surprised glances. Under a big tree not far from the city gate, the young Taoist nun Yun Ni stood with the middle-aged Taoist nun, looking over here. Qin
He shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of the little Taoist nun. Her little nose wrinkled, and she muttered, not knowing what to say.
"Let's go." The middle-aged Taoist nun's eyes were calm, with no foreign objects lingering in her mind.
"Auntie, can we just watch for a while?" The little Taoist nun looked at the excitement and acted coquettishly, refusing to leave.
"Call me master," the middle-aged Taoist nun scolded, but she stood still and did not leave.
"Master." The little Taoist nun stuck out her tongue, smiled sweetly, and turned her eyes to Qin Zhong. "Master, do you think that man can save the woman? Should we also take action?"
The middle-aged Taoist nun rubbed her brows and turned around to go under the tree. She lifted up her Taoist robe and sat cross-legged on the spot. She closed her eyes slightly and stopped talking to the chatty little Taoist nun. When she saw the little Taoist nun, she seemed to be playing into her heart and smiled.
Squeeze your way into the crowd. Of course you have to get closer to see the fun. Looking from a distance is like scratching your head.
At this time, Qin Chong also faced the strong man, and the two faced each other, glaring fiercely at each other.
"Boy, do you want to start a fight?" The strong man looked disdainful and put his hands on his hips.
"Did you win this woman?" Qin Zhong pointed at the woman and asked.
"Not bad, what do you want, kid?" the strong man curled his lips and said.
"My young master has taken a liking to this woman and wants to win her," Qin Zhong said lightly.
The crowd around them buzzed like five hundred ducks suddenly flooding the pond. Qin Chong shouted angrily and blocked the way. Everyone thought that a knight appeared to save the little girl from the fire and water. Who knows, Qin Zhong said a word,
It completely exceeded everyone's expectations. The eyes he looked at Qin Zhong were full of contempt and resentment.
"Oh? That's interesting, that's interesting." The strong man laughed angrily, but his eyes were filled with anger.
"You can decide how you want to bet." Qin Zhong said carelessly.
"Boy, you are very brave."
"What? You don't dare to gamble?" Qin Zhong seemed to be smiling but not smiling, irritating the strong man.
"How can I be afraid of you?"
"Come on, let's draw a line."
"Come on." The strong man's eyes widened, and he took a step forward with his chest raised, standing face to face with Qin Zhong, only a fist away from him. His eyes were fierce, and there was also the irritability of being forced. In Wu Chengzu's heart, don't mention much at this moment.
Awkward, my wish finally came true and I got A'e in my hands. Who would have thought that when I turned around, I met someone who was trying to make a difference.
In full view of everyone, he refused to agree to a bet with Qin Zhong, as he could not afford to lose that person.
Hehehe laughed ferociously, and Wu Chengzu said, "If you want to bet, you can win or lose with one arrow."
"Archery?" Qin Zhong asked with confusion and uncertainty.
Qin Chong's expression turned into cowardice in Wu Chengzu's eyes. Therefore, Wu Chengzu became more and more proud, spread his hands and showed an ugly smile. "Don't dare to compete, get out of here as soon as possible."
"Compare, compare, compare, why not compare?" Qin Zhong smiled broadly.
"There is no target here, let's shoot at the city wall." Wu Chengzu was very proud and dug a hole for the boy who was setting up the beam. As he said that, he stretched his hand back and shouted, "Bring me your stiff bow."
Someone immediately responded and ran to Wu Chengzu. He took off a long backpack from his back and opened it layer by layer. Inside was a wooden box. The wooden box opened with a "pop" sound, revealing an exquisite long bow made of copper.
With its iron back, a tiger and a tiger are powerful. Qin Zhong glanced at it and recognized it as a two-stone bow.
"At thirty steps, shoot arrows at the city wall bricks. The one with more arrows will win." Wu Chengzu grabbed the long bow and suddenly gained some power. He glanced sideways at Qin Chong and told the rules of the bet.
"If I win, I will take all the debts this woman owes to me, and she will not regret it." Qin Shengsheng was afraid that Wu Chengzu would cheat and regret it, so he clearly stated the conditions again and asked him to promise in public.
"If you win, I will never regret it." Wu Chengzu said loudly. "The question is, what are you betting on?"
"If I lose, I will naturally let you do whatever you want, without any hesitation."
"Okay." Wu Chengzu laughed loudly, ordered the people to disperse the onlookers, and measured the distance of thirty steps. Directly opposite, at the height of a person on the city wall, a circle was drawn with lime powder, the size of a watermelon. This is the target. First of all
You have to hit the target first, and then it’s a matter of how many points you missed.
Wu Chengzu stood still, closed his eyes for a moment, and stabilized his mind. He stretched out his hand and picked up the long bow.
It's a bit of a gesture, Qin Chong commented silently in his heart.