Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 45 Nightmare Vine
I saw Shen Zhimo carefully picking out a juicy dead fly from the steak plate, and shouted in panic: "Oh! There is a fly on my plate! I actually ate a fly! God, why did such a cruel thing happen?
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The boss's eyes almost popped out of his sockets: "No, no? My kitchen is cleaned more than three times a day, and the sideboards are carefully checked. How could there be flies?"
Shen Zhimo's voice trembled and was full of indignation: "You are a liar, selling unhygienic food to defraud customers... Ouch, ouch..." As he spoke, he rubbed his belly and sat down, his expression was very painful, and there were big beads of sweat on his face.
Every drop of sweat fell, and he could control his inner strength freely, and it was effortless to force out a few drops of sweat.
The boss saw that this happened out of the blue, and when he was about to take the fly and study it carefully, Shen Zhimo flicked the fly away with his thumb slightly bent, and flew through the air without knowing where it landed. He continued to scream: "The boss with the golden rose poisoned people, I
I can't survive... Look, this steak is harder than an iron plate. It must be the stock from the year before last. The ham is rancid and smells bad. It's not because it was cut from the leg of a plague pig. There are maggots in the belly of the roast goose... Boss
, do you have any conscience when selling such things to customers? Oh, what should I do if I eat this kind of thing? Who will save me?" The voice was shrill and unpleasant, which really made the listeners cry and the listeners sad.
Lautilin was disgusted by what he said. She had to stop her knife and fork and dare not move her mouth. She didn't know whether to believe it or to doubt it.
He screamed so realistically that no one could tell the truth from the false. The owner of the tavern was so anxious that he wanted to have a caesarean section to prove his innocence, and kept saying: "Sir, no, the food we provide at Golden Rose is of high quality and will never be inferior."
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Simon and others looked at each other in confusion. The steak they had just eaten was tender and the roast goose was fatty. It was completely different from the "facts" he stated. They didn't know what tricks this guy was trying to play.
Shen Zhimo threw the plate to the ground angrily and said angrily: "The witnesses and material evidence are all there, what else do you have to deny? Do you know? I have been poisoned and I am extremely unwell. Simon, take them out immediately and yell at them."
"What are you shouting for?" Simon asked stupidly.
"What else can we do? Since we don't have work at the moment, we can just casually talk about the glorious story of the owner of Golden Rose who tricked a customer to death on this street. We can turn his story into nine episodes and tell them in turn every day. Let's make sure
Everyone knows what a profiteer is."
"Isn't this simple?" Simon laughed: "Morey used to be a bard, wouldn't it be nice to let him make this into a ballad and spread it around?"
The boss looked pale, and no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this guy had bad intentions, so he bit the bullet and said, "Sir, if this is not possible, my brand will be ruined for you. Tell me what to do, and I will try my best to make up for your losses."
"I thought: "The most I can do is not take his money, what else can I do?"
"We ate your aged fly steak, plague pig ham, and maggot roast goose, and were seriously injured. In this way, each person's medical expenses will be one hundred silver coins..."
The boss is really hurting. One person is a hundred, but the total is not more than a thousand? Even the monthly turnover is not that much. He is being blackmailed all the time. How can he swallow this bad breath? Just as he was about to speak, Shen Zhimo
Then he continued: "Also, the mental damage fee is five hundred per person. Alas, after eating your food, I have insomnia, forgetfulness, anxiety, and live in despair every day waiting to die. How much pain is this?"
The boss was filled with grief and anger, and shouted angrily: "Sir, you should kill me! How about we take these foods to the Commercial Supervision Office for quality inspection. If there are any problems, I am willing to pay ten times the compensation." He frowned,
He looked like he was going to kill him or cut him into pieces. The waiters in several pubs didn't dare to step forward when they saw the dispute.
"Da!" Shen Zhimo nailed the knife on the table and sneered: "What quality inspection, I will go if you want me to? Brothers, let's go, there is plenty of time anyway, we will set up a tent in front of his door every day, and follow
Customers come and go telling stories about the aged fly steak, and it takes a year and a half to see when Golden Rose will close down."
What the boss was most afraid of was this kind of cheating. He suddenly softened and said pitifully: "Sir, I don't have that kind of money to give you. You'd better let me go. The tavern's profits are small, and I and I
I can’t make that much money every year.”
Shen Zhimo then crossed his legs and said, "Are there any guest rooms in the tavern?"
The boss nodded and bowed quickly and said, "Yes, yes."
"How many rooms?"
“Ten rooms, all spacious and clean, and there is a bathhouse at the back that provides hot water.”
Shen Zhimo smiled slightly: "How about we eat and live here for a few months first, even if our losses are compensated?" He patted the boss on the shoulder and said in a friendly way: "Don't worry, I won't give away the secrets in your kitchen.
I told others."
The boss had nowhere to pour his bitterness. Seeing that this man was so vicious that even Curtis from Viper's Fang was no match for him, he did not dare to refuse his proposal. He thought about how much money he would lose and said, "You want to live there?"
how long?"
"It can take as little as three months or as long as half a year. Do you still have any questions?"
"No, no. Little Jim, come here and take Simon and the others to the room on the second floor."
Simon and Aubrey admired Shen Zhimo so much that he managed to get a pretty good place to live without any effort. This guy's potential in the underworld is really limitless. He quickly told the others to pack their bags and follow the man who came after hearing the news.
The waiter went upstairs.
Seeing the footsteps disappear from sight, the boss was furious and thought: "I will give a gift to the commander of the gendarmerie tonight. Doesn't he want the oil painting called "Sleeping Warehouse Manager"? I will give it to you! You are dead.
Got it!"
Someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder. The elusive Shen Zhimo stood behind him and hummed: "What are you talking about? Are you accusing me of blackmailing you?"
"No, no, I swear absolutely not!" The boss's heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he hurriedly screamed.
Shen Zhimo threw him a piece of tree trunk: "The tavern accommodates people like Viper's Fang, and you bully the weak and fear the strong, so I taught you a lesson. You will remember it for a long time in the future. This thing is worth the cost of our stay in the hotel."
"What is this? A broken tree trunk... Wait, the smell is a bit familiar..." The boss's face changed again and again: "Oh, holy light, this is a nightmare vine that is hard to find for a price! It's real! Real, real.
Are you paying for my hotel expenses?"
Troy got a lot of nightmare vines in the forest of the Tower of Time. After telling him the value in detail, Shen Zhimo asked for one as long as a finger for the boss.