I'm picking up waste in fairyland

Chapter 12

"Scared me to death..."

After returning to the car with several boxes of drinks, Guan Sui gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, the uncle who sells fake wine also sells real wine, otherwise Sui Guan would be too embarrassed to leave.

Bowing his head and counting the wine bottles in the box, Sui Guan heaved a sigh of relief.

In any case, his task was basically accomplished.

Although the name of this store is not very good, it has a lot of stock, including liquor, beer and red wine.

Even if the brand is not rich enough, it is enough for Sui Guan.

His storage space is limited, and he can't bring in too much, just take a few bottles of each kind.

If it doesn’t work, you can still buy it again, how much a few bottles of wine are worth, and Zhou Zhiyang’s compensation has not been touched much yet, these are all trivial matters.

Thinking about it, Sui Guan licked his lips, imagining the appearance of the Sanqing Pill when it came out of the oven, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said in a low voice:
"My lord, my lord. Don't worry, I promise to let you drink enough!"

……

"Hmph, crazy..."

Seeing Sui Guan happily getting into the car with several boxes of wine in his arms, the liquor store owner couldn't help frowning.

At first, he thought that a big customer had come, but it turned out to be another one who bought real wine.

Isn't my store name cryptic enough, what a disappointment.

Thinking about it, the boss took out a bottle of Moutai from the warehouse, put it on the counter, lay down on the recliner, swayed, poured himself a glass, and said to himself:
"What's wrong with fake wine, I like to drink fake wine, real wine is not as strong as fake wine, mortal!"

As he said that, the boss picked up the wine glass and took a sip, suddenly felt something was wrong, his eyes froze for a moment, and he sat up straight.

"Wait, this doesn't smell right! How can it be real?"

"I remember that there is a box of genuine Moutai in storage. Didn't that kid buy it just now?"

"Where did this bottle I drink come from?"

"..."

……

Sui Family Antique Store.

Due to the relatively remote location and the lack of business, there are basically no visitors here.

However, today is an exception.

Before Sui Guan came back, the door of the antique store was crowded with people.

Zhou Zhiyang blocked the door with a group of younger brothers, obviously planning to make trouble.

They were in good spirits, with joy on their faces.But the dress is very funny, everyone is covered with bandages, if it weren't for the words "Antique Shop" written on the door of the shop, outsiders might regard them as patients waiting to see a doctor.

However, Zhou Zhiyang and the others didn't care about this.Rather than being surrounded by people, they wanted to see Sui Guan kneeling and begging for mercy, so their expressions didn't change at all, and they still went their own way.

"Hey, Brother Yang, when will the master you invited arrive? We've been waiting for a long time. This person is too arrogant."

With a plaster cast on, Huang Mao took out a cigarette with great difficulty from his arms, and handed it to Zhou Zhiyang.The expression gradually became a little impatient.

He was quite excited at first, but after waiting for a long time without seeing the figure of the master, he became a little emotional.

Zhou Zhiyang knew the feelings of the younger brothers, and even he himself was a little upset, but in order to maintain the boss's demeanor, he did not complain to him, but reprimanded in a low voice:
"What are you talking about?! Don't cause trouble for me. The masters here this time are not ordinary. They are capable, so we should wait! Why don't you go and teach Sui Guan a lesson? If you can do it, I can use it Why spend so much money?!"

"This……"

When Huang Mao heard what Zhou Zhiyang said, he immediately lost his temper, and quickly waved his hands with a sneer: "Brother Yang, I'll just talk casually, casually. Don't be so nervous."

Swallowing the foam, Huang Mao was making fun of himself, with a slightly embarrassed expression.Just as he was about to say a few witty words to adjust the atmosphere, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

Turning around, he saw an old man wearing a short shirt and black hair appearing in front of him, looking at him calmly.

Although the old man didn't do anything, Huang Mao could sense the scrutiny in the old man's eyes, and felt a little disgusted in his heart.

He was quite honest in front of Zhou Zhiyang, but not in front of outsiders.

Seeing the old man who came out of nowhere looking at him with a haughty expression, Huang Mao suddenly felt slighted.

What the gangster is most afraid of is being looked down upon by others, so Huang Mao frowned instantly, and walked up in a dawdly manner.

"Old man! What are you looking at! If you have nothing to do, get the hell out! Brother Yang is doing business, don't ask for trouble!"

After finishing speaking, Huang Mao felt relieved for a while, and was about to continue venting, but suddenly a cold snort came from his ear.

Then, before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, the scene in front of him flashed by quickly, and he lost consciousness instantly.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Zhiyang and the others who were originally excited suddenly widened their eyes and froze in place in disbelief.

Especially Zhou Zhiyang.

Seeing this scene, I was shocked instantly, as if I realized something, looked at the old man in front of me with flickering eyes, and asked stumblingly:
"You, you are the master introduced by Brother Zhang?"

Zhou Zhiyang looked a little embarrassed. He never expected that the master was an old man.

He didn't stop Huang Mao before, and he wanted to have fun, but he hit the iron plate, which made him a little at a loss.

"Oh, this, this is really flooding the Dragon King Temple."

Zhou Zhiyang smiled cautiously, feeling unspeakably depressed.

This master was found for him by one of his brothers on the road. It is said that he has a weird temper and doesn't like to show up casually, so Zhou Zhiyang didn't know his identity before.

Who knew that he was actually an ordinary-looking old man?This was beyond Zhou Zhiyang's expectation.

"Heh, hehe..."

Zhou Zhiyang laughed a few more times, and was about to apologize to the master in front of him, but was suddenly frightened by the old man's gloomy eyes, and shut his mouth abruptly.

"You entrusted me to come?"

The old man took a deep look at Zhou Zhiyang, and said calmly.

"exactly."

Zhou Zhiyang was relieved when he saw that the old man didn't care about Huang Mao. He quickly winked at the other boys around him and replied flatteringly:
"You, you are Master Chen? My younger brother doesn't understand etiquette. I apologize to you. Don't worry about it!"

As he spoke, Zhou Zhiyang subconsciously took a few steps forward, trying to get closer to the old man called Master Chen.

But as soon as he took a step, a force emerged from Master Chen, making him breathless.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Master Chen stared at him blankly: "Where is that person, don't waste my time!"

"This……"

Zhou Zhiyang's heart trembled suddenly: "It's right here, right here. This is his storefront, and he will come back soon."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhiyang suddenly noticed a hint of impatience in Master Chen's eyes, his heart tightened suddenly, and he was thinking about how to stabilize Master Chen, when a voice like the sounds of nature came into his ears.

"Yo, what kind of plane are you doing?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)