Jia Lian turned around following the sound and saw a young master in a pink satin robe walking in carefreely with four or five servants.
This young man is about the same height and stature as Jia Lian, which makes him look elegant in pink clothes. He has a long and narrow face, which is popular in later generations, with long and narrow eyes, a long and narrow nose, and a long and narrow face.
Her lips look just like those of a top male star, but her eyes are a bit too big.
I just don’t have the confidence to speak, and my voice is a bit shrill, but I guess it’s pretty passable if I can sing a mouth-watering song or something.
Shopkeeper Chun rushed to greet him, bowing and saluting:
"Oh, isn't this the young nephew of Prince Zhongshun? Mr. Zhang is well, and Mr. Zhang is lucky."
If there is no one around in pink clothes, walk straight into the store and stop in the middle:
"Chun Changshou, what did I tell you? You think I'm farting!"
Several servants were following around, pouting their lips and akimbo, stepping on stools and tables, which frightened the guests eating in the Dongfeng Building and fled away.
Shopkeeper Chun felt sorry for the food and wine money that he had not had time to collect, but he could only rush over and bow to him again and again:
"How can it be possible? How can it be impossible? Even if the little one has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, he will not dare to offend Mr. Zhang. It would be easier for him to kill him than to kill an ant."
"Don't you dare? I told you, young master, that you can only sell Nanjiu brought by our Cao army. Otherwise, don't blame me for smashing up your shabby restaurant without mercy. Have you forgotten? You secretly sell it to others.
You're in horse urine, but you don't take your young master seriously?"
Shopkeeper Chun was so frightened that he had no choice but to tell the truth:
"Master Zhang, please forgive me. I really don't dare to disobey him, even if I'm beaten to death.
This second master Lian was kind to me. He brought some wine here, so I bought it myself and didn’t dare to sell it. Mr. Zhang is merciful, Mr. Zhang is merciful.”
Afraid that Mr. Zhang would not believe it, he rushed into the back cabinet and used all his strength to bring out a jar of wine: "Master Zhang, look, I can't even break the seal."
Mr. Zhang glanced at Boss Chun with his long, narrow and straight eyes, then glanced at Jia Lian with his big, narrow eyes, and clucked his teeth:
"It hasn't rained in this winter, so where did such a big pile of dog urine and moss appear?"
Boss Chun didn't dare to offend anyone, so he hurriedly stepped forward and took him down:
"Yes, yes, what Mr. Zhang said is that the villain is like a dog peeing on moss."
Being spit in the face by Mr. Zhang:
"You deserve to be a fucking dog pee moss! That guy over there who secretly sells horse urine and hides around pretending to be a bastard is a dog pee moss!"
Jia Lian became angry for a moment and couldn't bear it anymore. He stepped forward in two steps, pulled Shopkeeper Chun away with his left hand, rounded it with his right hand, and gave Mr. Zhang a hard slap in the face:
"You're blind! Did you also scold Second Master Lian of Rongguo Mansion?"
The slap was crisp and loud, causing Jia Lian's palms to hurt - the knife had no flesh on his face, so it hurt his hands!
Just when Jia Lian was rubbing his palms and complaining about the pain in his heart, the half of his face that had been slapped was very considerate. As Mr. Zhang's body turned gracefully in a circle, it swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
, and immediately looked chubby.
Okay, just now it was just a big eye, but now it is a big face, and it suddenly looks much more festive.
Mr. Zhang covered his face, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, grinned his long and narrow lips, pointed at Jia Lian and cursed:
"I have known you since my brother and you were in school! Lian Er of the Jia family! The famous Liuli Qiu'er! I, Zhang Xiaoliang, am afraid of you?
Your Rongguo Mansion is so powerful, can you keep up with our Zhongshun Prince’s Mansion?
Let me tell you, now that my cousin has become the water transport envoy of the capital of Gyeonggi, all the restaurants in the east and west cities have to sell the Nanjiu I sent. If anyone dares to interfere, hum, I will smash it.
Kill him!"
He glanced around and found that many people around him were snickering. He became more and more angry and waved his hand at the five tall servants:
"Hit him in the face! I want to hear the noise!"
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Jia Lian turned his head and looked at Xing'er, who looked like a stick behind him, and asked in a low voice:
"Do you remember that Second Master and I know how to fight?"
Xing'er was so frightened that she opened her mouth half-open:
"Second Master Guan can fight, Second Master Lian... can't."
"What about you?"
"Second Master, if I knew how to fight, I would beat Zhao'er eight times a day."
Jia Lian is so depressed:
Damn it! What kind of military boxing did you learn during military training?
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Five thugs surrounded Jia Lian and his servant, rolling up their arms and sleeves, and approaching step by step.
Zhang Xiaoliang grinned and was about to laugh, but it hurt his swollen face again, so he had to smile crookedly:
"Humph! Are you scared? Are you scared?
Let me tell you, if I offend you, Mr. Zhang, you will have no place to cry if you regret it."
Jia Lian gritted his teeth and had nowhere to retreat.
A servant suddenly launched an attack and punched Jia Lian's head.
Jia Lian was cruel, closed his eyes and tried his best to use the first form of military boxing: lunge and punch.
There was only a "pop" sound, followed by a scream of "ah", and then a "crash" sound.
Jia Lian murmured in his heart:
I can’t feel anything in my fist. Could it be that I hurt someone internally?
Damn it! With martial arts attributes! It’s cheating this time!
I opened my eyes excitedly, and saw the man in front of me fell to the ground, with a porcelain bowl hitting his face all over.
I just heard someone upstairs laughing:
"I didn't know that Yongbi knew Shaolin Kungfu! This posture is really heroic!"
He looked up and saw that it was Xie Qianli, holding a porcelain bowl in his left hand. Chen Jingxing, who was holding a pile of porcelain bowls and plates, ran to Xie Qianli and shouted down:
"Yongbi, we are all here. He is the one who provoked you. We all saw it! Beat him!"
Ma Rulong on the side was holding up a stool, obviously about to drop it:
"Zhang Xiaoliang, you are a dog living in Prince Zhongshun's palace!
Let me tell you, I have beaten your brother Zhang Zhanliang three or four times in school, and every time he was beaten like a pig's head, you dare to complain to my government?"
Niu Song is more kind:
"Yongbi, these people have been waiting for a long time, just waiting for those bastards over there to take action, hehe." As he was talking, he didn't know who it was, and suddenly closed the door of the restaurant. Niu Song immediately shouted at the people around him.
Wave: "Copy guys, brothers."
All of a sudden, dishes were flying all over the second floor, and stools were falling down, causing the Zhang family's master and servants to run away with their heads in their hands. However, the door was blocked by a few dandy boys upstairs, so they could only cover their heads, get under the table, and run back and forth in the house.
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The place where Jia Lian stood was actually the safest place. He looked up and sighed in his heart:
"Friends with friends are indeed the most powerful."
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Suddenly, there was a "crash" sound, and a stool hit the sealed wine jar impartially.
The wine jar shattered in response to the sound, and the wine flowed all over the floor. The refreshing aroma of the wine suddenly burst out, and everyone in the building suddenly stopped what they were doing.