Martial arts supreme

Chapter 26 His pride

"How dare you ask for eight taels of silver for four bowls of crude tea? You...how can you bully people like this?"

Han Zidie's already flushed eyes showed moisture, and even the words he uttered were crying.

Ye Feng, who was holding the reins of the black horse, suddenly receded the embarrassment on his face, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes when he looked at Ding Lan'er.

"Give it or not? It's easy to do if you don't. You two will do hard work in my Shili Tavern for half a month, and you will be released after paying four taels of silver." Ding Lan'er put the four taels of silver in her hand. In his arms, he slowly shook the fan in his hand and said impatiently.

"Four...four taels of silver, I..." Han Zidie pouted her vermilion mouth, put her left hand into her sleeve again, took out a money pocket made of gold thread, and looked through it. Red up.

Han Zidie grew up in Wang Yuan's family, and he basically stayed at home on weekdays. There were indeed silver taels in the pockets he carried with him, but the amount was not very large.

At this moment, looking at the one or two 27 coins in his money pocket, Han Zidi's little face turned red like a ripe apple.

"What? Don't tell me that the wealthy young lady only went out with four taels of silver." Ding Laner's eyes showed a trace of playfulness, with a hint of contempt in the playfulness.

Han Zidie held the money pocket in both hands, blushing and slowly lowered her head.

"It's not really what I said, is it? Hey, I've returned the golden beans. It's no use crying, and you can't leave without giving me enough money." Ding Lan'er curled her lips, twisted Qianqian's slender waist and waved her fan for a moment. After turning his eyes, he said to Han Zidie: "Why don't you do this, you look pretty good, just stand in front of my tavern for three days, and after three days, I will let you two go."

Han Zidi raised her head and was stunned for a moment. The next second she suddenly understood the meaning of Ding Laner's words. She blushed and said angrily: "You...who do you think I am? Isn't it just four taels of silver? My money I still have one tael of 27 coins in my pocket, and I will pay you back the remaining taels of silver when I return to Eternal Town."

Ding Lan'er glanced at the money bag in Han Zidie's hand, shook her head with her mouth curled up, and said coldly: "This is not possible."

Han Zidie was so angry that she trembled, but Ding Lan'er's attitude was very firm. Han Zidie looked at the gold silk money pocket in her hand, gritted her teeth and showed struggle in her eyes.

After a while, I saw Han Zidie suddenly raised her head, and with a wave of her hand, she threw the gold silk coin bag in her hand to Ding Lan'er, and said again in embarrassment: "This gold thread coin bag is at least worth a hundred silver, enough Pay back the tea money Brother Feng owes you?"

Ye Feng, who was standing beside Han Zidie, remained silent all the time, but when he looked at Han Zidie, there was a strange light in his eyes, and a warm current slowly flowed in his heart.

Regardless of the wealth of the Ye family, the family employs as many as a hundred servants.On weekdays, the servants greet Ye Feng with nods, bows and smiles, but Ye Feng knows very well that only his father Ye Longtian is the one who really treats him well in the Ye family.

Just like when Wu Xinming and his son clamored to seize the family property in the mansion, none of the servants came forward to say a word of justice.

After experiencing the tragic death of his father, Ye Feng saw many people clearly and understood many things in his heart.Now seeing Han Zidie shed tears for him and enduring all kinds of humiliation from Ding Lan'er, how could Ye Feng not remember Han Zidie's kindness?
As the saying goes, only in adversity can one see the truth, and Ye Feng really understands this truth.

Ding Laner looked at the gold money bag in her hand and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you can go."

Ding Laner relaxed, and without even looking at the crying Han Zidi, turned around and walked towards the tavern.

"Things are done so badly, do you want to leave with the gold silk pocket?"

Before Ding Lan'er entered the tavern, Ye Feng sneered and let go of the rein in his left hand, walked to the table with the purple sword and sat down.

"Huh?" Ding Laner paused, slowly turned around and looked at Ye Feng, and then said: "Little brother, are you talking to your sister?"

Ye Feng didn't look at Ding Lan'er, picked up the teapot on the table with his left hand, tilted his head and gulped down all the tea in the pot through the spout.

Ding Lan'er frowned suddenly, then stood there with her arms crossed, and smiled strangely at Ye Feng.

Ding Lan'er was laughing, while Han Zidie beside her was shocked and angry.

She had just paid off the bill with the gold thread pocket, but Ye Feng was fine, and sat down again to drink up the pot of tea.

"Brother Feng, you...why are you drinking tea again? And...you really want to work here as a coolie?" Han Zidie stomped angrily, hugged her shoulders and stared sideways at Ye Feng.

Putting the teapot in his hand on the table, Ye Feng smiled at Han Zidie, and looked at Ding Lan'er without talking to him.

"Miss Boss, you must be reasonable in everything. It is true that I drank four bowls of tea from you, but you said that tea is free of charge. Don't you think it is disrespectful to blackmail money now that you have turned back and forth?" Ye Feng's expression looked It became extremely gloomy, without the previous embarrassment, and without a little fear.

"Low dignity? So what?"

"Oh! Boss, you are so courageous. I thought about cooperating with you on the way back." Ye Feng picked up the purple sword and stood up slowly, looked at Ding Lan'er disappointed and said: "Now It seems that you are indeed not suitable for the company."

"For company? What do you mean?" Ding Lan'er frowned, and didn't understand what Ye Feng meant for a moment.

Ye Feng smiled lightly, and said: "My meaning is very simple, you have lost the opportunity to earn ten thousand taels of silver every year."

Hearing this, Ding Lan'er froze there, Han Zidie was even more confused, blinking his big red and tearful eyes, wondering what Ye Feng was going to do.

"Opportunity? Please speak clearly." Ding Laner's breath became much thicker, obviously she was moved by the opportunity that Ye Feng said.

"You want to hear?" Ye Feng showed a strange smile on his face, and stared at Ding Lan'er without avoiding it.

"Say!" Ding Lan'er frowned.

Ye Feng took a breath indifferently, slowly stretched out his hand to Ding Lan'er, and said, "Bring it!"

"What... what?"

"Four taels of silver and gold thread money bag."

Ding Lan'er frowned again, then raised her head a moment later and sneered.

"What a joke! Do you still want to take back the things that I, Ding Laner, have in my hands?"

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked to Han Zidie with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Sister Zidie, I can see that you cherish that gold silk pocket very much, but I don't bother fighting with a woman. Let's go back to Wangu Town first, and within three days I will definitely hand over the gold silk money pocket to you."

When Ye Feng said that he could get back the money pocket, Han Zidie's tearful eyes flashed a look, and he nodded silently.

Han Zidie didn't know why, Ye Feng's words made her have no doubts, as if there was a voice in her heart telling her, as long as Ye Feng said to take back the gold silk money pocket, he would definitely be able to get the money back in the pocket within three days. into her hands.

"Get on the horse! Let's go."

Ye Feng stretched out his left hand, and wanted to help Han Zidie get on his horse and leave here.

But the moment the two hands touched, there was a burst of ridicule from behind: "Don't you bother to fight with me? A mere early-stage chivalrous man said this in front of a mid-stage chivalrous man. You are not afraid of the wind, little brother!" Slapped your tongue?"

Ye Feng's hands trembled, and his sword eyebrows frowned, obviously he didn't see that Ding Lan'er was a mid-term chivalrous man.

However, as his dark sword eyebrows stretched out, Ye Fengtou did not look back and said coldly: "What can a mid-stage chivalrous man do? Xiong Tianba is also a mid-stage chivalrous man, didn't he have his head chopped off by my sword?"

Ding Lan'er's delicate body trembled suddenly as the words came to her ears, and then she turned her eyes to the more than 200 bandits, and instantly understood why the bandits were bound with iron chains and shackles.

"You...you killed Xiong Tianba?" Ding Lan'er asked in shock.

Ye Feng did not reply immediately, but turned his head slightly and glanced at Ding Lan'er, whose expression changed drastically, from the corner of his eyes.

Gradually, a strange smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he said with great meaning: "I not only killed him, but also robbed all the gold and silver treasures on Xiong'er Mountain."

As soon as the words came out, Ding Laner immediately looked at the five big boxes, her face was shocked and then the color drained away.

Turning around, he helped Han Zidie get on the horse's back, and saw Ye Feng take the rein and walked out three steps, without looking back, he said coldly: "You and I have no enmity, but sister Zidie's gold silk money pocket I will definitely take it back. If your Ten Mile Tavern still wants to operate here, keep the gold silk pockets safe."

"What an arrogant guy, don't you know how to write the word death?"

Ding Laner calmed down, slowly turned towards Ye Feng, secretly circulated the vitality in his dantian, and already showed his intention to attack Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's footsteps paused, and he sneered, "Dead? I, Ye Feng, have been working with dead characters for more than ten years, but I really don't know how to write dead characters."

Ding Laner's eyebrows wrinkled again. She had seen too many fanatics, but she had never seen one as arrogant as Ye Feng. She simply didn't take her, a mid-level warrior, into consideration.

Dongzi, the waiter at the side, was still feeling aggrieved for Ye Feng.But after hearing these words from Ye Feng, he gradually became angry.

"Arrogant boy, look at my plaque with your eyes wide open, and utter arrogant words and act wildly to my proprietress in front of the Shili Tavern. Do you want to move your head?" Dongzi knew that the villain was not Ye Feng's accomplice, He no longer had the fear before, and he dared to shout to Ye Feng.

After hearing this, Ye Feng slowly turned around, looked up at the plaque hanging in the tavern, and looked away with a sneer.

"Ten Mile Tavern? Is it comparable to the Ziyue Hall of the Hengyue Sect? What about your proprietress? In front of Sima Chuan, the head of the Hengyue Sect, I dared to divorce his daughter. How many times can your proprietress line up?" Number?"

Ding Lan'er's willow-leaf eyebrows were already frowned into Sichuan characters, but after hearing Ye Feng's words clearly, Ding Lan'er's beautiful eyes flashed suddenly, as if remembering some terrible event.

"You...are you really Ye Feng? The son of Ye Longtian, the eighth generation leader of the Ye family in Eternal Town?" Ding Laner asked with her eyes widened, staring at Ye Feng in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)