Bars are a magical place. In various countries and regions, with different cultural backgrounds or era backgrounds, this thing seems to have always existed, but the names are different.
To put it in more sophisticated terms, this is a center for information exchange. In layman's terms, there are many people here, and they tend to be louder after drinking, and there are always people in need, so there can be all kinds of "intelligence." Of course.
, most of this information belongs to urban legends.
The working environment here is just right for Jiang Yan's current situation. He has no intention or intention of obtaining information from here to complete tasks. The reason why he chose it from multiple alternatives is very simple:
The boss doesn't check his identity, his working hours coincide with police inspections, and his wages are paid on a daily basis. It's perfect for people without legal status - Jiang Yan even somewhat expected to meet the same "dirty people" as himself there.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, there was still some time before the official opening. Jiang Yan opened the store door, and a pleasant ringing sound came from the door.
"I'm sorry, the door isn't open yet." A man of unknown age shouted from behind the bar not far away. Seeing that this man had a sharp horn on his forehead, Jiang Yan recognized him.
The bar owner Afa - a member of the ghost tribe.
Jiang Yan put on the gentlest smile he had ever seen and replied in a Longmen accent: "If you don't drink, I'll find Brother Fa, the owner of this store."
The man stopped what he was doing, raised his head and answered: "I'm Ah Fa, what's the matter..." Before he finished speaking, he looked at the slippers in Jiang Yan's hand and was stunned: "...Why are you copying this guy?
Seeking revenge?"
"Brother Fa was joking - you can't seek revenge with slippers." Jiang Shao laughed: "I'm here for an interview. I think Lao Wang should have told you about this."
"He just told me, but where can I get an interview with slippers?" Afa put a cup on the shelf, wiped his hands and found a chair outside the bar to sit down, motioning Jiang Yan to sit next to him: "Open the door
Bring it with you."
"Looking at your appearance, it was Lao Wang who introduced me here..." Ah Fa looked Jiang Yan up and down and asked in unstandardized Mandarin: "A person from the Yan Kingdom?"
"That's right, eight hundred pacesetters ran to the north slope, and the artillerymen from the north slope ran side by side."
"Really...where are you from? You don't even have a tail. I don't see many people like this."
"The Sakaz people from the south." Afa said in surprise: "The Sakaz people from the Yan Kingdom? They are very rare."
After all, it wasn't a serious interview. Jiang Yan didn't have a resume, and Afa didn't intend to read it. After just asking a few questions, he made the decision: "I won't ask you why you come here to work or anything like that. Your
I don’t have to ask about things, but you have to hear the conditions clearly - you can work at night, you can be late but don’t be too late, the salary is not high, you can pay it on a daily basis, and you can get morning tea at most."
"Okay, can you go to work tonight?" If he hadn't realized that he was still in the middle of the interview, Jiang Shao would have almost laughed out loud: Before he even heard what arrangements were made for him, he heard someone asking for morning tea.
Who doesn't know that morning tea can last a whole day? He has already made up his mind to have one meal for the whole day.
Afa didn't expect this guy to be so diligent, and he was at a loss for words for a moment: "Well, you can do it if you want - do you have any work experience?"
Jiang Yan was just happy, so he replied without thinking: "I'm proficient in fighting——"
"Brother Fa, I'm here!" The bell rang, and a voice that seemed familiar to Jiang Yan happened to interrupt him.
Ah Qi waved his hand, without looking back, and asked: "What are you fighting for?" Jiang He quickly changed his words, took back the word "jia" at the end, and said casually: "Playing discs, bartending, serving dishes and looking at Feng Shui.
"
Ah Fa’s head was full of black lines: “This is a bar, not a nightclub, what’s the use of DJing?*
Jiang Yan avoided looking at the bell and interrupted: "Brother Fa has really good taste. This bell is a good choice. The dragon turtle bell can be hung on the door as a doorbell. Not to mention, it can turn evil spirits into wealth, and it can also resolve the evil spirits of the five yellows. Tsk
Tsk tsk..."
Hearing Jiang Yan's flattery so loudly, even a person like Afa, who has experienced great storms, felt a little embarrassed on his face. He coughed and said: "There is no one, I didn't choose it, I hired a knowledgeable buddy to come here."
Have you seen it..." Looking at Jiang Yan again, he found that Jiang Yan was looking at the door blankly, "What's wrong?"
"Ah Shao, why are you here?" The voice of the visitor was full of surprise. No wonder Jiang Shao felt that the voice sounded familiar. The person standing at the door was the short-haired man who "shared hardships" with him today!
"What a coincidence, I'm here to find a job." Jiang Shao threw the coat on the table to Short Hair: "I'll give it back to you." Short Hair took the clothes, with a smile on his face, and sat down next to Jiang Shao: "
You can wear it as long as you want, I still have it."
Jiang Yan smiled stiffly and said: "Thank you, no need." Whoever likes to wear this clothes can wear it, anyway, his body feeling is not that good: this guy's sewing skills are on par with his high school roommate who never sewed.
Those fancy decorations and rough workmanship made Jiang Yan very uncomfortable.
If this jacket really comes back to Jiang Shao, it will probably end up in an unknown pawnshop in Longmen, and Jiang Shao will find a few extra Longmen coins in his trouser pocket.
Ah Fa was puzzled: "You two know each other?" Before Jiang Shao could say anything, Short Hair explained excitedly: "We met today, brothers who share weal and woe. We are hiding together today..."
"Hide the note!?" Unexpectedly, Ah Fa directly raised his fingertips, and the terrifying expression on his long horns made him look very ferocious: "How many times have I told you, just give me a good study during working days, don't spend a day
Skip school at night and go hang out on the streets! Your dad left you to me because——"
boom!
The three of them all turned to look at the door. They violently opened the door and the Dragon Turtle Bell fell to the ground and was crushed by a thick-soled shoe. Five men entered from outside the door. Except for the leader, everyone else had a bell in their hands.
Wearing steel pipe.
The leader smiled maliciously and said, "Brother Fa, have you opened the store?"
This man was very thin, but his face was covered with stubble. He took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. Jiang Yan noticed that he had a tattoo on his hand, but because this man wore a leather jacket out of season like his short hair, he recognized it.
I can't figure out what this half-covered pattern is.
Ah Fa stood up slowly: "I haven't opened the shop yet. I want to drink and come back later. Or are you going to cause trouble?" He turned back to the short-haired man and whispered: "You go to the back, hurry up."
"Making trouble? How dare you? You are one of the three elites in the world. How dare we make trouble in front of you." The thin man deliberately bit the word "you" very hard and continued: "Brother Wan just wants to treat you to tea.
.Since you haven’t opened a store yet, why not just stop it?”
"——I remember I told the guy surnamed Huang that he and I didn't have to talk. Have tea? I can *Longmen expletive*." Unlike when he scolded the short hair just now, Ah Fa's eyes were filled with emotion.
Killing intent. "Close the door, you are not welcome in my store!"
The thin man winked, and the person closest to the store closed the door.
"According to your arrangement, the door is closed."
"...You are forcing me to see off the guests." Ah Fa took a step forward, but unexpectedly a shadow jumped out from behind and rushed straight towards the five of them!
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! Then there was the sound of jingling bells. There was another muffled sound, and all the people who came covered their faces and fell to the ground, moaning.
"Tch, bad luck." Jiang Yan curled his lips and threw a pair of plastic slippers on the ground. A knife was inserted into the sole of one of the shoes, and a long cut was made.
"My ten yuan Longmen coins!" Taking a step back, the more he thought about it, the more he was losing money. Jiang Yan simply bent down and slapped the leading man on the face again. Now there was a slap mark on his face that was stained with nosebleeds——
But at least it looks better than those guys with poles.
There were slipper marks on their faces.
Jiang Yan had just made a preemptive strike. He was holding a pair of slippers, firing his bow left and right, and hit four people in the face one after another, and also punched each person in the stomach. When it was the turn of the unarmed gangster, he took out a knife - without
The solution was to block him with the slippers and then punch him in the nose.
...But Jiang Yan was barely paying attention.
"The boss said he was going to see off the guests - did the distinguished guests move their own feet or did the sacks sink into the river?" Upon hearing this, the five people crawled out of the bar without even taking their things.
There was silence for a while, feeling the sight behind him, Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly and said, "Ahem, what, the bell is a pity."
Ah Fa shrugged and just assumed that he understood what it was called, Five Yellows and Five Yellows Combat Evil, and went to work.
PS: What, in fact, the dragon turtle bell needs to be hung outside the shop door to solve the evil of Five Yellows, but for the sake of smooth plot, readers can just turn a blind eye.