Murong Fu sat alone for a while, feeling bored. He was about to ask the waiter to pay and leave. A small commotion caught Murong Fu's attention. He was about to stand up and sat back down.
I saw an old man in his sixties coming in through the store door. He was wearing an old patched clothes and a pair of versatile hemp shoes on his feet. Overall, he was neat and tidy, but he had gray hair.
It was tied up in a messy manner with a simple wooden hairpin, and even his beard was unkempt and unkempt. As for his face, there were wrinkles with dirt, making the whole person look dusty and old.
There are various signs that this is an old beggar, but these alone are not enough to attract Murong Fu's attention. The key is that when the old beggar first entered the door, Murong Fu only glanced at this person and noticed him.
The steps are slow and quick, without any of the sluggishness and heaviness that an old man of this age is accustomed to - you know, these days, ordinary people will start to prepare for themselves after they are fifty years old.
It is quite a remarkable thing to be able to live to seventy, which is why there is a saying of "seventy-year-old".
Obviously, this person is a practitioner, and his skill is not low.
According to Murong Fu's judgment, this man's skill was far superior to that of the brothers Yi Dabiao whom he had recruited not long ago, and it was said that Yi Dabiao was already the leader among the six disciples of the Beggar Clan.
Could it be some leader or elder of the Beggar Clan?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt very friendly. The old man in front of him reminded him of the leader Qiu he met in the ruined temple before. They had been apart for a long time, and he didn't know what happened to the old beggar.
The old man in hemp shoes entered the store, and the waiter hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Old man, do you want to work as a tipper or stay in the hotel?"
The old man in the hemp shoes blushed and smiled sheepishly: "I don't want to hit the tip, and I don't want to stay in the store, just because your store is doing well, hehe."
The waiter was also a kind person. It was not easy for him to see the old man. He smiled and said: "Are you hungry, old man? There were some leftovers in the kitchen just now. If you don't mind, I will bring them to you."
What do you think?"
The waiter's smile almost overflowed: "Master, what do you want?"
The shopkeeper was startled, and it took him a moment to understand what Murong Fu meant. He stretched out his withered old hand tremblingly, took the ingot of gold in his hand and weighed it. He looked at the sun carefully again and saw only one ingot.
The charcoal-like gold ingots glowed in the sun, and they were heavy to hold, at least twenty taels.
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Call your shopkeeper here, I have something to ask him."
Although the waiter in the shop was very busy, he always paid attention to Murong Fu, the generous man, even though Murong Fu deliberately chose a corner that did not attract attention.
After a long time, he said to the old man in a tone that was a little annoyed and a little surprised: "I said, the old beggar is a beggar. We have been in this old shop for 30 years. We have seen Hanako come to beg for food and ask for money.
Yes, I’ve never heard of people begging for alcohol? For three to five kilograms? Everyone here, please comment, is there such a thing?"
When opening a business, what is important is to welcome customers from all over the world with a smile and be friendly and make money. Even if the flower begging for food on the street comes to your door, you have to treat him kindly and not offend him. Because this passerby usually travels all over the world and eats hundreds of meals.
If you put on a bad face and look down on others and chase them away with a broom, it will appear that you have saved a bowl of rice. In the end, people will go around saying that you are unkind and will spread the word to others, and your reputation will be ruined.
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The shopkeeper, who was about fifty years old and had a goatee, folded his hands in front of him and said with a smile: "Sir, the shop does not provide good hospitality. Are you unhappy with the young master? Just give me whatever you need."
The old man was greatly embarrassed when he heard this, and the waiter in the shop shook his head and left the old man. The old man was left alone, begging for drinks from table to table, but was rejected without any surprise. What's more, the unkind one even
A few words of ridicule.
Murong Fu opened his folding fan and said with a smile: "That's good. I don't need change in your store. Just go and tell everyone who comes to the store today that all the food and drinks are free today. You can eat and drink as you like. The rest is yours."
The shopkeeper cleared his throat and said solemnly: "A gentleman has spent money to buy all the food and wine in our store today, and invites all guests to eat and drink for free. Everyone can eat and drink as much as they want today. I have enough wine.
, the meat tube is full!”
The waiter was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing. He groped in his clothes for a while, took out a few pennies, weighed them in his hands, and then, as if he had made some kind of determination, gritted his teeth and said to the old man: "Old man, some money."
A few pennies are too little for you."
"good!."
The shopkeeper hurriedly put down the ingot of gold and waved his hand: "I'm sorry, sir, don't make fun of the shop. This ingot is enough to buy the shop's food and wine for a month. It's really hard to find a shop."
open ah."
When the shopkeeper heard this, he was overjoyed, thanked him hurriedly, collected the gold, came to the middle of the room, and said to everyone: "Dear guests, please be quiet, be quiet, I have something to disturb you."
Murong Fu frowned slightly, then waved in the direction of the waiter.
The waiter felt a thump in his heart and said it was not good, but he looked at Murong Fu cautiously and saw that the God of Wealth still had a warm smile and a gentle look, with no intention of finding trouble. So although in his heart
Puzzled, he trotted quickly to find the shopkeeper.
After shouting a few words, the people in the room stopped their wine cups and chopsticks and looked at the shopkeeper.
Furthermore, there are rules in the business, and there are also moral principles in the business. You can’t lose anything just by giving others a bowl of leftovers. If you care too much, if you encounter the arrogant person and start a riot in your store, you will
This business will no longer be viable.
When the waiter heard this, his eyes were as wide as bells, he took a few steps back, and opened his mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
Therefore, when Hanako comes to the door, he must give him a bowl of water if he doesn't have any. This is the rule that everyone agrees with each other, and it is also the benevolence and righteousness of the people at the bottom of the world.
Then he grabbed the money and stuffed it into the old man's hand. Unexpectedly, the old man took a few steps back. While backing away, he waved his hand and said: "No money, no money."
Murong Fu did not answer, but placed a gold ingot on the table: "Shopkeeper, do you think this gold ingot is enough to buy all the wine in your store today?"
Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he shook his head like a rattle, and a few strands of hair were fluttering in the wind like autumn weeds.
The entanglement between the waiter and the old beggar had already attracted the attention of the entire tavern. Listening to the waiter's words, the room full of drinkers burst into laughter upstairs and downstairs. There was also the meddler.
They were making noise there and shouted: "The beggar wants to drink after he has eaten enough? That's too much! No, no!"
Now, the waiter in the shop is completely clueless. This beggar comes to the door and doesn't want food or money. What is he doing?
The old beggar hesitated for a long time and finally finished his sentence: "The old man hasn't had a drink for several months. He has been on the road again these days. I just passed by your store and the alcohol bug in my stomach was aroused. There is nothing I can do.
, Second brother, just for your convenience, I’ll give you three to five kilograms of the lowest quality Maochai liquor with me to kill the alcohol bug in my belly. I’m very grateful, hehehehe.”
The whole restaurant burst into cheers, and the atmosphere that had just been temporarily silent suddenly became lively. Everyone was talking excitedly about which kind-hearted rich man took such a bold action.
The waiter smiled and walked up to the old beggar: "Old man, you are blessed. Please come over here."
As he said that, he led the old beggar to the only empty table in the room. There were already a group of beggars waiting outside the door, who seemed to be the old man's companions. When they heard the previous words of the shopkeeper, they all shouted and left.
When I entered the tavern, I sat at the table with the old man. The waiter didn't feel dissatisfied and served the group of people wine and food with a smile.
Murong Fu smiled slightly and was about to get up and leave when the old man in linen robes appeared in front of Murong Fu's table with a smile and carrying a jug of wine: "Wu Changfeng, a beggar gang, would you be lucky enough to have a drink with me?"
There will be another chapter at midnight tonight. The plot of these two chapters is bland and is intended to set the stage, so be patient. The third round of recommendations will begin at midnight. Fellow martial arts fellows, please vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and follow up, please?