The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

The group fight in Wuli Lake eventually turned into a mass bloody incident.

Especially after the two young masters called out extremely high rewards, the group of people fought even more happily. Because the bounty can only be obtained by winning.

Although they didn't carry weapons, the Jianghu Ke's boxing skills are not weak. Especially with the name of a lot of people have made a real fire.

Originally, Huang Zeying was just watching, but when he found out that someone was really attacking, he wanted to break his hands and feet. Even when kung fu such as Latte Sand Palm and Vajra Fist greeted people's heads, his brows frowned.

"That's right! That's the way to hit me, beat me to death!"

"Add money, I'll add money to you, call me back!"

The two young masters didn't care about the life and death of these sword drifters. On the contrary, watching these quacks fight to the death has a very refreshing feeling.

And beside the two young masters, there are doormen sent by the family to follow and protect them. These retainers have long adapted to the living conditions of these dudes in Jianfeng City.

Seeing his young master's anger gradually dissipating, these disciples also started to persuade the fight in due course.

Originally, who you look at and what you look at, quarrels or even fights for such reasons are impulsive. After really calming down, most people will think that they were very stupid when they got angry.

The anger subsided, and after being persuaded, the diners on both sides were ventilating. Originally, the aristocratic family and the clan all bowed their heads but did not look up. It can be counted as me in you, and you in me. There is no need to make the relationship rigid.

The anger of the two young masters slowly dissipated. The doorman negotiated for a while, and mediated to give the two a step down, and the matter was already over.

As for the life and death of the gangsters present, they were not very concerned.

In the end, the two young masters left and came together. Whether it was true or not, the two of them clasped hands and fisted each other to expose the matter.

Young Master Qin invites Young Master Ye to a big restaurant for a big meal, and Young Master Ye invites Young Master Qin to go to a brothel for a romantic pleasure. The two gangs looked like they didn't know each other.

The two young masters smiled and left. The group fight in Wuli Lake was anticlimactic, and I don't know why.

Only one doorman stood on the big rock and shouted to the people in the arena: "Stop beating, everyone come to me to collect money!"

Needless to say, this call is really easy to use. The bloody people who had been fighting with real fire stopped fighting in an instant. Ready to get the money.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. Line up. If you don't line up, you won't get a penny!" The doorman in charge of distributing money frowned. He himself is a martial artist with good skills, otherwise he would not become a disciple of the big family. He looked down on this group of quacks who were like wild dogs.

It's not worth a pot of Yutangchun old wine that the young master Yu Chunlou ordered to beat him with his life.

"Today, the young master is kind. You guys won't win this fight, but I will give you five taels of silver each. Take it." The doorman handed out the prepared silver to the first Jianghu guest in line in front of him.

People stopped doing it at that time. The middle-aged man in brown clothes and bunts still had bloodshot mouth, he stared and said, "Didn't you agree to add twenty taels, add thirty taels?!"

The doorman sneered: "You didn't decide the winner, why should I give it to you? That's the reward for winning! The two young masters stopped because they saw that you had played a real fire and were afraid that you would die. Why? Is two silver too little?"

The doorman looked at the middle-aged man in front of him coldly. Behind him stood eight tall and strong thugs with sharp knives in their hands. Most of these thugs are low-level warriors. They are stronger than this group of basically low-grade quacks, and they still have weapons in their hands.

Looking at the knife in the opponent's hand, he thought about the identity of the opponent. What else can a middle-aged quack do? He gritted his teeth and took five taels of silver.

The doorman waved his hand impatiently: "Take the money and leave. Next!"

The process of distributing money then became much more harmonious. Except for a few wounded with broken bones who failed to get the agreed compensation and started to make trouble, and then almost cut off a hand by the swordsmen, the whole process became more and more harmonious.

Huang Zeying looked at everything from a distance, watching the group of quacks happily take the silver rewards and go back to Haimingfang.

He turned his head to Li Sidao: "Are all the Jianghu people in Haimingfang so cheap? I think some people have broken their legs. I'm afraid they won't be able to practice martial arts in the future. Just five taels of silver?"

Li Si is not surprised: "People who practice martial arts must either have a way out in learning one way. They can enter an academy or a big school in the world. Or they can work in aristocratic families. Otherwise, they can only practice Kung Fu like a three-legged cat. Is it taking your life for a living?

From the moment he raised his sword and practiced martial arts, he had to have such a plan. But young hero, don't feel bad, this is life. These quacks in Haimingfang, do you think they are not doing well? You see, didn't they each earn five taels of silver today?

Except for bad luck. Didn't everyone else make money? I earned five taels a day, and I was lucky enough to earn one hundred taels a month. A family of five ordinary people in Jianfeng City may not earn a hundred taels of silver a year.

If you want to make money in Jianfeng City, you don't have the skills. Isn't that just a trade of life? These people have long been used to it. "

When Li Si said these words, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all, he was just stating a very common fact.

Huang Zeying smiled lightly, he was not the kind of soft-hearted Niu Ben who could not see people suffer. If it wasn't for Niu Ben's insistence on making troubles, he wouldn't be bothered to care about the ups and downs of the Sedum world.

"Let's go, come with me to see what else is interesting in Haimingfang." After finishing speaking, Huang Zeying turned her head and left with a wave of her hand.

The sword drifters in Haimingfang are really wonderful. The work he does is also amazing.

These fights for the young masters of the big family are considered normal people. There are also people who come to Haimingfang to recruit training partners, and the inner disciples of the great sect want to practice acupressure. But everyone has different heights, shorts, fats, and thins. If you want to practice well, you need people of all shapes to compete.

So they recruited more than 30 people of different heights, fat and thin from Haimingfang to practice with their school for three months, specially as experimental products for acupuncture.

"Acupoints are tapped every day to relieve them. Sooner or later, something will happen to the body. Acupuncture can temporarily cut off the energy of Qi and blood." Huang Zeying said.

Li Si smiled and said: "But Lingximen gave a lot, and they paid in advance. They can earn five hundred taels of silver in three months. See how regretful those who didn't register."

Originally, Huang Zeying thought that it was strange to be recruited as a acupuncture point experiment. But when Shennong Sect came to invite people to experiment with antidotes and anesthetics, he found that there was no weirdest one, only weirder ones.

"The conditions are clearly stated. Go to Shennongjiao to experiment with the antidote, there is no guarantee that it will be effective. If you go, you will be given five hundred taels of silver. If you succeed, you will be given another thousand taels of silver. If you die, you will be given two thousand taels of silver. You can use the academy as an intermediate guarantee. Those who want to come to sign up, a total of 50 will be called."

The disciples of Shennong Sect stood on the stage in the center of Haimingfang.

Huang Zeying was on the second floor of the only good restaurant in Haimingfang. He raised his glass of wine and frowned slightly: "The probability of death is probably not low. Is there anyone going here?"

Li Si cupped his hands and stood behind Huang Zeying: "There will always be people who can't survive. Anyway, there are no conditions." As soon as Li Si finished speaking, Huang Zeying saw a middle-aged man whose legs were broken and replaced his legs with his hands. Goin' out.

He shouted to the Shennong disciples on the stage: "If you have a broken leg, you can't accept it."

"receive."

"Then count me in!"