The word "dirty goods" lingered in everyone's ears, and the man's voice continued to be clear.
"Do you know how much it costs to play a chess game played by that idiot?"
"Ten taels of silver a time."
The other two tables of guests in the restaurant were very surprised.
"Isn't that crazy? Who would spend so much money to play this?" they all said.
"Ken? Do you know how much the stakes are in the chess game that bastard set up?"
"Five thousand taels."
When these words were said, not to mention the two tables of guests who were in an uproar, even the shopkeeper and the waiter who greeted Miss Jun and the others were amazed.
"It's really amazing."
"This guy is really good at chess."
Everyone said it one after another.
The man smiled and patted the table while putting his legs on the stool on the other side.
"If you're a genius, then you're just a second-rate person." He laughed and said.
Hu Gui also laughed. His family must have money to give out 5,000 taels to win someone else's 10 taels of silver. What are you trying to do?
"It does sound like a slut." He said to Miss Jun and others.
Miss Jun didn't look at him, Fang Chengyu looked smiling and his eyes were bright.
This Miss Jun never changes her expression when a mountain collapses before her eyes, while this young master is as curious as a child about everything he sees, but this coachman...
Hu Gui looked at Lei Zhonglian, because Lei Zhonglian was also looking at him.
This coachman is also very interesting. He is like a wooden person. He always moves in front of Miss Jun without even a glance, and he never takes a second look at himself.
But now he has looked at himself twice.
"What?" Hu Gui asked hurriedly.
Lei Zhonglian looked at him.
"What?" he said.
After two days here, I can still speak the local dialect.
What are you watching me do? Hu Gui said in his heart.
Here they looked at each other, and Miss Jun in front suddenly took a step forward. Instead of following the guidance of the waiter and shopkeeper, she walked straight towards the man who was speaking.
"Why is that man such a loser?" she asked as she walked to the man's table.
At the same time, people at other tables were also asking questions.
The woman's delicate voice stood out among the crowd, and the man's ears pricked up and he looked up at Miss Jun.
The two faced each other with astonishment in their eyes.
"It's you."
The two said in unison.
Do you recognize it?
Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu also came over and stood in front of the table and saw the young man's face.
His eyes are like stars, his face is like a knife, his eyebrows are unruly, and his mouth is smiling. He looks approachable yet unapproachable, and elusive.
It's him!
The expressions of Fang Chengyu and Lei Zhonglian also changed.
That woodcutter who behaves strangely!
After a brief pause, the young man stopped smiling and looked at Miss Jun.
"It's you." He said again.
Miss Jun also looked at him.
"It turns out it's you." She also said, with a hint of surprise and sigh in her voice.
They knew each other. Hu Gui looked at these two people curiously.
Lei Zhonglian knew that those two sounds were from you, but they didn't mean the same thing.
This young man is talking about you, referring to the side of the road.
But what Miss Jun is talking about is you, but she is referring to the person who cracked the chess game at the Yangcheng Lantern Festival a long time ago.
Could it be, is it him?
At this time, the shopkeeper stepped forward and looked at the man and woman facing each other hesitantly.
"Miss Jun, look at you..." he asked tentatively.
Before he could finish speaking, Miss Jun pulled out a stool and sat down.
"I'm with this young man," she said, looking at the young man.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and the young man frowned.
"Isn't it good?" he said.
"Why is it bad?" Miss Jun said, looking at him and smiling, "Young Master is my savior. I want to express my feelings to him over a table, shouldn't I?"
The young man stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Stop it, you're a savior, don't talk nonsense." He said, "I didn't save your life, I don't owe you anything."
The shopkeeper and Hu Gui, who didn't know the inside story, were confused by what he said. Lei Zhonglian and Fang Chengyu, who knew the inside story, were also a little confused.
What does it mean to save others, but instead owe others?
However, there is nothing surprising.
I have seen how strange this man is before.
In short, everyone understood one thing, that is, they did know each other, and the shopkeeper and the waiter immediately stopped talking.
"Serve, serve, the best dish." said the shopkeeper, and hurriedly backed away from the waiter.
Hu Gui took Lei Zhonglian and sat on the table next to him.
Fang Chengyu naturally sat down next to Miss Jun and smiled at the young man.
The young man ignored him at all and just looked at Miss Jun warily.
Miss Jun kept looking at him.
"Why is it such a coincidence?" she said, with a complicated expression and some disbelief, "How is it such a coincidence?"
Was this person the one who broke her chess game?
Is this the person who stole her purple fairy plant again?
She didn't go after the person who solved the chess game, thinking she would never see him again, but she didn't expect to meet him on the way.
She didn't expect to be involved with the person who robbed her of the purple fairy plant, but she didn't expect to meet him again.
What's even more coincidental is that these two people she never expected to meet again turned out to be the same person.
This kind of coincidence would never have occurred to her, even if she had experienced such coincidences as being reborn after death.
Miss Jun, who has always been calm and self-possessed, feels a little like speaking out.
What makes the feeling even more complicated is that this man has already robbed her twice.
Being stared at by Miss Jun, the young man stepped back.
"Little girl, calm down." He said after plastic surgery, "You are still young. You don't know that there are many coincidences in this world. Don't think it's strange. This coincidence doesn't mean anything. Don't think too much about it."
Of course, coincidence doesn't mean anything, but this coincidence is too coincidental.
Miss Jun smiled and put her hands on the table. This action made her body lean forward.
"But this is such a coincidence, how could it be you?" she said, "Is this fate?"
Young man drinking and laughing.
"Everyone and everyone they meet is fate." He said, "So fate is everywhere. It's not worth anything. Don't think too much."
Miss Jun still smiled and looked at him with a complicated expression.
"What's your name? Where are you from?" she asked after thinking for a while.
As soon as he said this, the young man stood up suddenly.
"It's such a coincidence that things in the world are so coincidental. You see, we just met and we had to part ways again." He said, "I still have something to do. Let's take a step first. Maybe we can meet again next time."
He turned around before he finished speaking, but he was still a step slower because the moment he stood up, Miss Jun had already reached out and grabbed his arm.
"Don't leave." She said at the same time.
Because the young man was tall and couldn't hold him firmly when he stood up, she simply stretched out her other hand and grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, causing him to lean over.
At first glance, it looked like Miss Jun was holding his arm.