Song of the Four Realms

Not to mention, what Ling Fengyu said is really suitable for the wine that Bai Zhuoke often drinks.

This time, Bai Zhuo Ke drank two or two more wines.

Ling Fengyu ate very carefully, even if it was a small shrimp, he would spit out the shell.

And Baizhuoke sucked the shrimp brains, discarded the shrimp's head, and ate all the lower body.

"Is it tasty?"

Lin Li.

The moon sets closer to infinite blackness.Xin Yang is waiting for Xin Guangsheng.

There are only two customers in the restaurant, Gu Ximing and Bai Zhuoke.

"Hmm. The wine pairing is good." Ling Fengyu said.

"It's delicious~" Bai Zhuoke said with a smile.

"Stop coming. If you weren't a regular customer, I wouldn't have stayed with you for so long. It's the end of the month, and it's time to pay for this month's wine." Silently took out the bill.

"How many?"

Baizhuoke touched his cuff.

"One cup of Chen Tianshan snow drink for three years, and one altar of unprepared five-year Lihuo puree~"

Counted.

In just one month, Baizhuoke drank so many good wines.This is the result of silently giving away various side dishes for free.

Ten gold.

This is the price after a discount.

this~

Bai Zhuoke shook his cuffs.

How much silver did you get out of tinkering?

Ok.Baizhuoke has no money.

Ling Fengyu thought that the reason why Bai Zhuoke brought him here was because he was looking for someone to pay.

Ling Fengyu's eyes showed helplessness, and he slowly shook his head.

I don't know where to take out a bank note.

The value is one hundred gold.

Where did Ling Fengyu get so much money?

It can only be said that it is insufficient compared to the top, and more than the bottom.

Compared with the insufficiency, it is because I can't pay the one hundred thousand gold for ten drops of icing toilet water, so I am rich.

More than the next... It means that the hand is a silver bill of one hundred gold, and it must be richer than most people.

But Ling Fengyu didn't own the money. To be precise, he told Yun Haishen that he would come to the Kun Dynasty, so Yun Haishen gave Ling Fengyu the few bank notes he carried with him, saying how could a man have no money walking outside.

There are several silver bills, three of which are worth a thousand gold, two of which are of a hundred gold, and four of which are of fifty gold.

I don't have fifty gold in my hand now, because according to the people written in the ghost sparrow's pamphlet, I found the remaining few who were lucky enough to survive, and the gathering is no more than ten fingers.

A piece of fifty gold is exchanged for 48 gold, and ten people each get 24 gold.

Ling Fengyu said yes.

If you don't want to wait in secret, use the money to start a small business or do other things.If you are willing to wait for the sparrow to come back and continue to organize the intelligence network, then take the money and hide it, waiting for the sparrow to return.

At least they can't suffer for those who started a new business with the sparrow.

When asked who Ling Fengyu belonged to the sparrow, Ling Fengyu pushed the hat down and lowered it even lower, not even showing his chin.Said that the sparrow thinks you can know, let her explain it, I don't know whether I should say it or not.

"Brother Yufeng, you are so rich." Bai Zhuoke looked at the banknote in Ling Fengyu's hand.

"It's not that I'm rich, it's that my friend is rich." Pulling Ling Fengyu's twitching smile, he said with a smile, "Mo Mo, is this enough?"

He swore that when he gave up his identity as Yufeng, he would never make an expression again.

"It's a little short, a discount is enough, just to pay back all owed last year." Silently took away the bank note in Ling Fengyu's hand.

Good guy, Bai Zhuo Ke should be called Bai Nu Piao Ke, who owes so much?

"Then when will you introduce your friend to me?" Bai Zhuoke muttered.

"By the way, silently, can I pack it?" Ling Fengyu asked.

"It can be, but there are not many ingredients now."

Silently rummaged through the vegetable basket.

Just some radish tassels.

"I can make you a stir-fried bacon with radish sprouts, do you want it?" asked silently.

Ling Fengyu nodded, this dish is quite refreshing, and it's okay.

"Brother Yufeng, what are you~?" Bai Zhuoke looked puzzled, "Aren't you full?"

full?

It was a joke, I was too busy drinking, a few side dishes were almost wrapped up by Bai Zhuo Ke, and I didn't eat much.

However, Ling Fengyu still likes this bold personality.

No matter how much money you spend.

"Brother Bai, I'm going back to the post station to rest first, do you want to drink?" Ling Fengyu took the small dishes wrapped in kraft paper, and poured a pot of wine in a bamboo tube.

"Ah, yes, brother Yufeng helped me pay off the debt. I'm happy. I don't have any worries. I want to drink happily."

Baizhuoke really has no worries.

"Then you go ahead, I'll go first." Ling Fengyu got up and walked to the door, "Ah. By the way, silently. Thank you for the good wine and food. I enjoyed it very much."

"It's good that you are happy, and I look forward to seeing you next time." Silently wiped her hands with a rag, and then bowed and saluted.

Ling Fengyu finally squeezed out a smile and nodded, turned and left, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as he went out, Ling Fengyu's cheeks began to cramp, and he regretted it.

He felt that he was a little pretentious.He massaged his cheek with his spare hand, hoping to let the pain fade away sooner.

However, he came to the gate of the station.

The inn was burned.Pedestrians on the road sometimes stopped to point and point, and sometimes chatted with those walking around.

Some stopped for a long time, and some yamen servants said: "What are you looking at, hurry up and walk around."

The official office counted the loss of the post station, and the loss itself was not bad. It was only a house, with a land deed and a so-called water subsidy. The boss who survived by luck could rebuild a new house.

But dead.

The small post station didn't have a lot of people, and more than a dozen people died.

Needless to say, Ling Fengyu knew that those three old guys must have done it.

Ling Fengyu regretted that she shouldn't have gone out to look for night food, and also regretted that she was dragged to drink by Bai Zhuoke and didn't feel what happened here.

Regret even more, why can't I be more ruthless?

If he had found an opportunity to torture and kill one or two servants who came to beat him, would there have been a different scene?Will the station not be burned down because of this?

But the past has changed.

Back away silently.

Turn away.

No one noticed Ling Fengyu's appearance, and no one noticed his departure.

A feeling called regret and hatred intertwined in his heart.

kill?

No, some things are more terrifying than killing people, but Ling Fengyu doesn't want to cross that line.He himself resisted killing.

"Huh~ kill someone, otherwise, these three old immortals will not only harm me, but also many other innocent people, but what should I do better?" On the way, Ling Fengyu muttered to himself in his pocket.

He began to think about the layout, thinking about what he should do, how to get things done without doing it himself.

Use money.

Money is not everything, but in this matter, money is still useful.

A silver ticket of one thousand gold is enough.