Villain [Rebirth]

in the restaurant.

Song Qi ordered a table of food and wine in the private room on the second floor.

"Why do you order so much wine?" Nangong Qingzhou was a little worried: "Too much wine will hurt your health."

"It's been a long time since I opened it and had a good drink." Song Qi poured himself a small bowl excitedly, and also poured another bowl for Nangong: "Come on, let's not go home until we're drunk."

"No." Nangong Qingzhou categorically refused: "How old are you, will you drink like others? Does your mother agree?"

"Isn't this drinking with you? My mother won't blame me."

"So you invited me to the restaurant just to use me as an excuse to taste the taste of drunkenness?"

"I'm here to treat you to a meal and a drink."

Nangong Qingzhou understood, but was still a little worried: "But what if your mother thinks that I have led you into ruin..."

"Don't worry, my mother is very polite to people she doesn't know well, and she won't kill you."

"Then what if she won't let me be with you in the future?" Nangong Qingzhou strategized to win thousands of miles.

"Hahahaha I'm an adult, can she still not let me make friends? Don't think about it, let's drink, let's drink, I specially asked the shopkeeper to bring me the strongest wine."

Song Qi happily picked up the wine bowl, and just about to take a sip, Nangong Qingzhou snatched the wine bowl away.

"You can't even drink strong alcohol." Nangong Qingzhou put the wine bowl away from him.

"I'll just drink a little!" Song Qi reached out to snatch the wine bowl, but was blocked by Nangong Qingzhou.

"Brother Nangong!" Song Qi slapped the table: "Everything is ordered, if you don't let me drink, this good wine will be wasted!"

"This is mine." Nangong Qingzhou resolutely refused to give in.

"No, I'll invite you if you tell me!" Song Qi refused.

Nangong Qingzhou glanced at Song Qi worriedly, paused, and asked in a low voice: "I heard...your mother has reconciled with Song Zongzhu, and now you have enough for food and drink?"

"Poor!" Song Qi said solemnly, "So we can't waste good wine."

"Really?" Nangong Qingzhou asked nervously, "Where do you plan to live in the future?"

"I haven't figured it out yet. If not, I'll go to the mountains and build a thatched house." Song Qi teased Nangong Xiaogu, sighed and said, "But I still have a dragon to accompany me, and we will go to the market to do coolies and earn money. I will be able to support my mother." , Otherwise, I can also sell some small groceries to subsidize the family, you see—"

As he said that, Song Qi took out a dark blue, shiny, sharp dragon scale from the armband, and said to Nangong Qingzhou, "This is the scale replaced by General Sirius. It is much harder than iron bumps. If it is made into a blade, it will be used as a hidden weapon or something. , it’s very useful.”

Nangong Qingzhou thought he was telling the truth, looked down at the dragon scale in his palm with sympathy, and said softly: "You want to sell dragon scales for a living?"

Song Qi nodded: "Oh, I can't help it, let's make do, Brother Nangong, would you like a slice?"

Nangong Qingzhou took it seriously, rummaged through the purse, and asked Song Qi, "How much?"

"5000 taels." Song Qi held back his laugh.

"How much?" Nangong Qingzhou raised his head and widened his eyes.

Seeing that he was so frightened, Song Qi quickly suppressed a smile and changed his words: "Four thousand nine! Four thousand nine hundred taels hahahahahaha..." Before the joke was over, he laughed himself out.

Only then did Nangong Qingzhou see that this brat was making fun of him, and he gave Song Qi a blank look, and couldn't help being amused by the 5000 taels of scales again, the two laughed together, and the table was shaking.

"Song! Qi!" Suddenly there was a violent roar from the door of Yajian!

Song Qi was so frightened that he choked, coughed and looked out the door, and saw the southern gentleman rushing in with long legs as if transformed into a ball of angry flames.

"Jiang? Why are you here?" Song Qi wiped away the tears from laughing.

Jiang Cifeng gritted his teeth and glared angrily at the playful little fat man. He got all the stolen goods, and pointed to Nangong Qingzhou and asked, "How can you... how can you go down the mountain alone to play with him!"

Song Qi looked at Nangong Qingzhou in a daze, then raised his head to look at Jiang: "Why not?"

"Why? Why..." Jiang Cifeng realized that he and Song Qi's love relationship has no status yet, his ears turned red, his momentum weakened a bit, and he muttered and complained: "Why didn't you invite me to join you?"

"Brother Nangong came back early in the morning. I thought you were still sleeping." Song Qi rolled his eyes. Gentlemen in the south are more and more fond of making a fuss over a molehill recently. Why is it so fierce?

"Brother Nangong?" Jiang Cifeng's eyes shot at Nangong Qingzhou like a knife, "Didn't you call him Big Brother Nangong before?"

"I like it when he calls me Brother Nangong!" Nangong Qingzhou jumped up and answered: "Brother sounds too born, and I'm not much older than him."

"You two don't know each other well." Jiang Cifeng raised his foot and hooked a bench, sat down between the two of them, and glared at Song Qi: "From now on, you will call me brother."

Song Qi looked disgusted: "Aren't you just one year older than me, and you have the nerve to act like a big brother."

"Who said I'm not familiar with Song Qi?" Nangong Qingzhou argued, "I've met him since childhood."

"Since childhood?" Jiang Cifeng poured cold water: "How long ago was that? I might have met Tathagata Buddha hundreds of years ago, and I don't have the nerve to make friends."

"Who's messing with friendship!" Nangong Qingzhou tilted his head and looked over Jiang Cifeng, looking at Song Qi: "Song Qi, tell him, how about my friendship with you?"

"It's pretty good." Song Qi looked blankly at the inexplicable dispute between the two.

"Did you hear that?" Nangong Qingzhou straightened his waist.

Jiang Cifeng tilted his head to play a rascal: "I heard, he has a good relationship with you, but I am a life-and-death friend. The gap between them, you have to figure out the relationship between Song Qi and the peony flower he raised It’s also very good, just to this extent, you should understand it well.”

"Who is the peony flower!" Nangong Qingzhou was furious: "I share the same troubles with him! Don't you spend a few more days with him than me? Do you know him? Does he know you?"

"Of course I understand."

Nangong Qingzhou made a surprise inspection, tilted his head and asked Song Qi: "Do you know what Young Master Jiang likes to eat?"

Song Qi rushed to answer: "Garlic!"

Nangong Qingzhou raised the corners of his mouth and turned to look at Jiang Cifeng.

"Go back and let the dragon go after eating." Jiang Cifeng turned to Song Qi and said, "I'll accompany you."

"Don't change the subject!" Nangong Qingzhou said anxiously: "You face the reality, Young Master Jiang! He doesn't understand you at all!"

"Why? I know Jiang!" Unconvinced, Song Qi broke off his fingers and began to count: "Jiang likes to eat garlic, loves face and is aggressive, but is too lazy to show off in front of strangers. I like that sword the most. The long sword carved with plum blossoms on the sheath, doesn't like to wear the same clothes as Jiang Shibo and the elders, doesn't like to eat sweet snacks, and doesn't like strong tea. He only puts three or five pieces of tea at a time. He usually looks very serious. But in fact, it is very defensive, when you are angry, you will endure until the other party makes mistakes three times..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qi suddenly found that the whole private room was quiet, and then he raised his head, and found that Jiang and Brother Nangong were looking at him in shock.

Other than the misjudgment about love of garlic...

"You've been watching me secretly, Song Qi?" Jiang Cifeng looked suspiciously at the little fatty of the Song family.

"Ah?" Song Qi's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, it's over!

It's all because of Brother Nangong's aggressive tactics!