The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 260

  Chapter 260 Jin merchant Qiao's family

Zhao Changhe couldn't see the look of the proprietress, and couldn't tell if there was anything special about the words, but he didn't take it seriously. He just smiled slightly, shook the menu and asked: "It seems that they are all holding this hand and that hand. I don't feel very interested. Since Jiangnan osmanthus wine is available, how about Jiangnan Xiaochao?"

  The proprietress smiled and said: "Most people go to the countryside to do as the Romans do. When they go to a foreign land, they prefer to try the local characteristics. How can they go to the north of the Great Wall to seek the south of the Yangtze River?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "Just a question, isn't there?"

  The proprietress' eyes fluttered: "It's not that I don't have to, but I just need to add money."

   "Does it mean that rare things are more expensive?"

"It means that it is more troublesome to make special ones." The proprietress said: "No one usually needs different ingredients, utensils, and seasonings. If they are kept there for a few days, they will be broken. Naturally, they will not be kept in stock. If you want to order, we will go out now Buy, of course you have to pay more for the cost and labor, but don't say we are killing your pigs. Is it fair?"

  Zhao Changhe clapped his hands and smiled, "It's justified and justified."

"Hey, Sanniang!" The drinkers were upset: "Why do you talk to this kid endlessly when he comes here? He's not that handsome. His body looks good, and he can make a lot of money here. !"

   Sanniang glared at everyone: "I can talk to whoever I like, can you control me?"

   Someone said: "Is it because you want to eat Jiangnan cuisine? Then we can order it too."

  Zhao Changhe sighed, as long as you are licking, people don't say that you are a good guy, so why bother.

  Sure enough, Sanniang laughed and said, "Because he doesn't want to be flirty. Then my old lady will be a little purer. This is the way of hospitality."

  Everyone: "..."

  Zhao Changhe dropped the menu: "Just order this shredded leg of lamb, no extra trouble."

   Sanniang became a little bored, and continued to ask a little perfunctorily: "Do you need to chat with me? It's very pure."

  Zhao Changhe could see her perfunctory taste, so he simply said: "I want to eat, your smell affects my appetite."

   "Bah." Sanniang touched her nose, twisted her waist and scolded as she walked, "Hurry up and serve the wine, why are you dawdling there!"

  When everyone saw that the bowl of water was flat, they stopped being jealous, and started chatting about themselves again with a smile. Someone said to Zhao Changhe: "Brother, many people have tried this trick of pretending not to be interested over the years.

  Zhao Changhe smiled, but didn't answer.

It makes everyone feel itchy for Sanniang just like you, and as for...Huangfuqing has the same body shape, similar to her seductiveness, and Sanniang's coquettishness is too much, not as good as Huangfuqing's moderate level, Huangfuqing is still noble , or Huangfu is in love!

   To tell the truth, there are pearls and jades in front, and I really don't have much interest. God knows which big boss's ban is it, and I have to provoke it.

   Soon the shredded leg of lamb and sweet-scented osmanthus wine were brought up, and Zhao Changhe gave Xiao Er an ingot of broken silver by the way, and asked him to take care of Wu Hao, eat and think about problems by himself.

  The dialogue between him and Sanniang was all about testing each other. Just like Jiangnan cuisine, no matter whether the ingredients are available or not, as long as someone can cook it, it means that the cooks are from Jiangnan, not locally hired. It can be seen that this is a small group organization composed of Daxia people and Jiangnan people, and it is not just buying a sweet-scented osmanthus wine to sell here.

   And Sanniang said that although some people can do it, everyone doesn't eat it like this. There is no regular supply of Jiangnan ingredients here, which proves that there is no long-term communication with Jiangnan, so don't try it. At the same time, it also tells you that if you want to order something, you can add money, and the deal is fair.

  How can these drinkers who are full of mountains and mountains and waists understand?

Judging from the hint that Sanniang can be traded, if it is said that it is a person from Huangfu Yongxian, a person from Zhenmasi, or a person from a certain force in the grassland, these three possibilities can almost be ruled out, and Yingwu or Sixiang The people who teach are all reasonable.

   In fact, neither of these two possibilities dare to trust too much. I don't have a token of the Four Elephants Cult, so I'm considered an enemy in the perception of the general audience of the Four Elephants Cult. It's just that the priority is relatively low. God knows what will happen if I bump into their hands.

  Win Five's people, from the standpoint of the organization, say that they are buying and selling information fairly, but in fact, the specifics are not necessarily consistent among the various responsible persons. After working here for so long, I don't know if there is any tendency to appear. Everyone also has no friendship, so how dare you trust them?

  But since the identity has not been revealed, it should still be possible to buy some less sensitive information under a pseudonym.

   Just thinking about it, two more people came in from outside the door. Zhao Changhe glanced subconsciously, and his eyes became a little cold.

   It was the leader of the caravan that night, a middle-aged man and a young man.

  Sanniang leaned over to Zhao Changhe again, and asked with an apologetic smile: "Brother, there are guests here, and it happens that only your table is vacant. Can someone set up a table?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "Sanniang's business here is really good."

  Sanniang laughed: "The location here is good. The outsiders just entered the market, and when they saw the wine flag, they were all swallowing their mouths."

  Zhao Changhe nodded, this position is really good, isn't that how he came here: "Speaking of which, if I don't want to take a table, will Sanniang chase me away or chase them away?"

  San Niang sighed and persuaded: "Why do you have to be so lonely when you are away from home? There are many friends and many paths."

  The two listened to the conversation here, and seemed impatient, and stood beside Zhao Changhe on one left and one on the right: "Brother, they are all customers from Zhongyuan, have you passed?"

   Now you feel like you are from the Central Plains? Why didn't you say you were from the Central Plains when you sold food to the Hu people during the war?

Zhao Changhe knew that he might be able to dig out a lot of information by chatting with them falsely and perfunctorily, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt disgusted and couldn't pretend, so he said coldly: "It's reasonable for Sanniang to negotiate with me about this kind of thing." Well, it's okay for me to give San Niang some face. We haven't finished negotiating here yet. When will it be your turn to speak up and say I've passed? It's all right now. Who rides with whom."

   "You don't have to drink the toast!" The young man's eyes showed ferocity, and he slapped him suddenly.

  All the drinkers are refreshed again, there are many plays in Huangshaji, and there are no repeats every day.

With a "snap", it was clearly the young man who did it, but what everyone saw was that he was slapped on the face. What, spread your hands and look, **** teeth.

  People didn't see clearly how Zhao Changhe slapped back!

   Sanniang looked at Zhao Changhe with great interest, thoughtful.

  The middle-aged man was furious: "How dare you!"

   "Choke!" There was a sound of drawing the sword, and the sword pierced Zhao Changhe's back heart.

Zhao Changhe was still eating leg of lamb and drinking, his body twisted slightly for some reason, and the sword passed under his ribs, and then he easily clamped the opponent's hand under his armpit with a random clamp, and with a "click", the opponent's wrist was actually caught by him. Suddenly, the screams resounded in the hall.

  Everyone gasped, and the way they looked at Zhao Changhe changed a bit.

  This man's martial arts are different, the main reason is that his strength is a bit outrageous, what is the concept of cutting off a human hand under the armpit?

   Someone subconsciously made an armpit movement, then shook his head, feeling that he couldn't do it anyway. What kind of supernatural power is this?

  Zhao Changhe let go of the man, and said lightly: "This kind of trash dares to provoke..."

  The two looked at Zhao Changhe in shock and fear, retreated to the door in a hurry, and put down the harsh words: "You wait!"

  Zhao Changhe grabbed two chopsticks, wanted to kill them, but put them down after thinking about it. These two people should be the leaders of the caravan, and there may be some needs for evidence collection, so it's not time to kill them yet. What's more, if thousands of people on the other side retaliate, there will be no way to do things here.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changhe turned his head and asked Sanniang who was watching the show with twinkling eyes, and said calmly: "Sanniang, they beat your guests, but you didn't say anything? Is it because they have more money than me, or because of Sanniang? Don't protect your guests at all?"

   Sanniang laughed as if waking up from a dream: "Oh, quarrels and fights in the store are common. I haven't realized this nature for a while, so please forgive me."

  Zhao Changhe said: "So if they find someone to take revenge, will Sanniang protect her guest?"

   Sanniang smiled and said: "The inn is a safe zone, no matter who you are, don't touch my lady's guests. After you go out, you will not be responsible."

  Why didn't you say it was a safe zone just now? Zhao Changhe was noncommittal: "That's fine... By the way, does Sanniang know them?"

   Sanniang smiled and said: "What? You still want to take the initiative to take revenge and kill the weeds?"

   "Is it not possible?"

   "Then I advise you to take it easy, there are so many of them..."

   "So who are they?"

   "Second Master Qiao of Qiao's family in Jinzhong, I don't know that young man, even if it's his first time coming out."

   Sure enough, they are Shanxi merchants... Zhao Changhe's mind turned a lot, and he didn't think of anyone from this Qiao family who was on the list of troubled times, so he asked: "What kind of business do they do, and who is there in the family? Is Sanniang familiar?"

  San Niang had deep meaning in her eyes: "There is news, but you have to pay more."

  (end of this chapter)

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