Chapter 4

An Zeng and Du, who were both thin and thin, walked down Nanshan Street with their arms around each other's shoulders. The noise from the street attracted the attention of the two people.

An Xuan looked in that direction and found that a few dogs had forced a dirty stray cat into a corner. The kitten looked like it was only a few months old, and was shivering in fear.

"Let's go. Those dogs can't find any food, so they have to use the weak stray cats as a supplement. There's nothing strange about it."

An Zhan suddenly sighed, "How similar is this to the human world? The weak are bullied and bullied."

"This cat looks like it lost its mother since it was young, but it's also quite pitiful. How about I take it as a companion? Anyway, I'm the only one in the family."

He walked over, and the dogs turned to look at him, growling menacingly with their heads down.

An Zeng's eyes only slightly trembled. Those vicious dogs were suddenly scared to the point that they went limp. They didn't even dare to move; they were scared to the point of peeing their pants.

An He fought his way over and hugged the frightened kitten in his arms. He stroked it a few times, but the kitten was still in shock.

The kitten was dirty and had a lot of dirt on its fur.

As An Zeng walked, he cleaned up the cat. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the cat was actually quite beautiful.

The fur should have been white, but the fine fur on the four feet was completely red.

The kitten's eyes were also very strange. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that each of its eyes had a star hovering within them.

An Zeng held the cat and stroked it while walking. The cat gradually calmed down. It raised its head and looked at An Zhe with its big, beautiful eyes full of gratitude. It was rather humane.

On the way, Du was constantly sizing up the competition with curiosity in his eyes.

While walking, An Zeng looked around, observing the environment of Nanshan Street.

He had to stay here for a very long time. At the very least, he wouldn't leave until his power had returned to a certain level.

He noticed that Skinny Du was peeping at him with a glance. He couldn't help but smile: "Are you admiring me?"

Skinny Du scratched his hair. "An argument … Are you really an argument?"

An Zhan reached over and wrapped his arm around Du's thin neck. As he walked, he said with a smile, "Do you want me to tell you about forcing me to carry you while you peek at Little Seven's mother taking a bath?"

Xiao Qidao's mother was a widow. It was supposed to be very tiring for her to live alone with her child in a place like the Illusory Realm, but in reality, there weren't many people in South Mountain Street who dared to provoke her.

Even the people from the nine bandits were polite to Xiao Qidao's mother when they saw her. It was said that Xiao Qidao's mother was a cultivator who avoided disaster.

In any case, the matter with the cultivators was very far from them. They only knew that Little Seven's mother was exceptionally beautiful.

In the entire Southern Mountain Street, there was no one more beautiful than her. That chest, that waist, that buttocks, and that charming face, she did not seem like a woman who had given birth to a child.

Xiao Qidao was only four years old and spoke with a childlike voice. The porcelain dolls he gave birth to were usually extremely beautiful as well.

When Skinny Du heard An You's words, he immediately laughed. "You can't say it out loud. If Aunty Ye finds out that I've seen her ass, won't she skin me alive?"

"In the entire Nanshan Street, who doesn't know that Aunty Ye can't afford to offend her?"

Auntie Ye was the name people on Nanshan Street called Little Seven's mother.

All of a sudden, she thought that it was an old woman, but in reality, Auntie Ye's age shouldn't be more than 25 years old.

Auntie Ye opened a small tavern at the end of Nanshan Street. Because she had a pretty and straightforward personality, her business was good.

However, everyone knew that there was no wine in Auntie Ye's tavern that didn't go with water.

However, most of the people who went there to drink wanted to see Auntie Ye. As for whether the wine was good or not, no one cared about it anymore.

An Zhan weighed the silver in his hand. "This amount should be enough for us to go to Auntie Ye and have a good meal. Hurry up and think of what you want to eat. You can't show any fear later."

Du pursed his lips and asked, "How can I pretend it's not my first time eating in a pub?"

"And he looks so rich?"

An Zeng lowered his head to look at his clothes, then he looked at Du's skinny clothes, and helplessly said, "You think too much … I think it's better like this. After we get there, let's see what other people eat. Everyone's food will definitely be more delicious."

Skinny Du gave him a thumbs up: "After being knocked unconscious by them, your brain has been enlightened."

However, you scared me to death just now. You're the only friend I have on Nanshan Street. If you die, I'll be lonely in the future. "

An Zhan's heart warmed. He patted Du's thin shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I won't die that easily."

From today onwards, we will be brothers. I will eat as much as you eat, and I will wear half a set of clothes as well. We will be brothers for the rest of our lives. "

Skinny Du vigorously nodded his head and said 'yes' before responding: "Why are your words so weird?"

An Zhan laughed out loud. "Aiya, don't be so wordy. We're not scholars, so it's fine as long as you don't beat around the bush."

The two of them chatted and laughed as they arrived at the end of Nanshan Street. The small shop at the corner belonged to Auntie Ye. They didn't have a name, but there was a flag hanging at the entrance with the word "Wine" written on it.

Du was thin and could read, but he couldn't tell what the meaning of the words were. He felt that the word 'wine' was very domineering. It didn't seem like a word but a figure of a chivalrous expert carrying a wine gourd.

"Good writing!"

He walked to the entrance of the tavern, and when he saw the word "wine", he couldn't help but shout "good".

There was no way that the old feuds had any meaning in these words, but now the feuds were different.

There was something fierce and domineering in this word, as if it was alive and could fly out from the flag at any time.

"You can see what's good for you!"

An Zhan said with a serious face, "The fart is good or bad, you can't see it, you can only smell it."

Skinny Du was stunned again for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He found today's argument particularly interesting, and not at all as inconclusive as it had been before.

In the old days, others said — he didn't say anything, others said he didn't say anything, and he wouldn't take the initiative to express his views on anything.

From his lean point of view, the original dispute was a ball that had been kicked and kicked around.

An Xuan lifted the curtain and walked in. This was the first time Skinny Du entered this kind of tavern, so he was a bit nervous. Normally, it would be him walking in front and carefully following behind him, but today was the opposite.

After entering the door, An Zaihai looked around. It might not even be time for lunch yet, so there weren't many people around.

There were three people sitting at three tables. They were all staring at Auntie Ye, who was at the counter.

Today, Aunty Ye was wearing a dark purple dress. Although she did not reveal it, her seductive figure was outlined perfectly by the dress.

In particular, his towering chest was like a lamp, and the eyes of those customers were like moths.

When Auntie Ye heard someone enter, she saw the two half-grown children being stunned for a moment. Then, she bent down and spoke with narrowed eyes, "Young masters, there's no sugar here. There's only wine here."

Her gaze was once again attracted by the clean kittens in An Zhe's arms. She couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "What a beautiful kitten, it doesn't seem like an ordinary one."

When she spoke, it seemed that this cat was more important to her than both An Zeng and Du skinny.

Skinny Du was usually very bold in school, but when he saw Aunty Ye, his heart trembled. He subconsciously hid behind An Xuan.

An Zaiyue didn't have any special reaction. He seemed very calm, but his eyes still couldn't help but sweep across Aunty Ye's chest. His eyes went over and over again.

Aunty Ye had seen many men coveting her beauty, but it was the first time that she had seen such a big boy being so lustful.

The fat guy at the back clearly had a deceitful heart but no courage. The one in front looked thin and weak, but his eyes didn't look like those of a child at all. Instead, he looked more like an adult who had experienced many hardships.

Auntie Ye was stunned when she saw that.

She originally thought that An Zhe was a little pervert whose eyes were dishonest, but after taking a closer look, she discovered that there wasn't a single trace of malice in An Zhe's eyes.

How could this youth have a pair of eyes like these?

When Aunty Ye was stunned, Skinny Du thought he was being looked down on. He stretched out his neck from behind An Zaiyue and said, "We're not here to buy candy. We've already stopped eating sugar for a long time!"

We are here to drink... Yes!

We're here to drink!

"Just take out whatever good wine you have here. Don't think that we don't like each other just because we're young."

Auntie Ye narrowed her eyes. Her beautiful eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons. "It's good to drink. Do you have any money?"

Du straightened his chest and pointed at Anjou. "He has!"

An Zhan smiled and said, "Auntie Ye, good. We're here to eat meat. As for the wine, forget it."

Auntie Ye looked at Skinny Du with eyes that knew you didn't dare to drink. She leaned against the counter with her chin on her hands and said, "I even talked about two little men. So they were two little gluttons."

What, he stole money from his family and came to buy meat to eat?

"Be careful not to let your family's adults find you and see if you get beaten up or not."

"Look at us, do you think we can steal money from our family?"

"This silver was given to us by Sixth Mister from the academy because of our good performance."

Auntie Ye replied with an "oh" sound, "This child's words make sense. You don't look like the wealthy type of people from home."

If that's the case, then save up and eat your fill later. Remember to take the rest of the silver back home to your parents to subsidize their families.

"Seeing that you are already in your teens, it doesn't seem like you don't know any better. Perhaps you're just being too greedy."

"No!"

Skinny Du seemed to have been discriminated against and said loudly, "We are here to drink!"

Auntie Ye looked at Skinny Du but didn't say anything.

He felt insulted, his chest heaving and heaving.

An Zeng quietly pulled him, walked to the table by the window and sat down. He said in a low voice, "You are a child, so why are you arguing with an adult …"

Skinny Du slapped the table: "I want to drink!"

An Xuan turned around and smiled apologetically at Auntie Ye. "Could I trouble you with a pot of wine?"

Du slapped the table again: "One pot is not enough!"

"I want ten pots!"

Auntie Ye smiled, looking as beautiful as a newly bloomed peach blossom.

After a short while, she came out with a large plate of cooked beef and a jug of wine. After placing the meat on the table, she said, "It's not easy for meat to come in, so it's not negotiable."

"I'll give you this pot. Who told you to be so beautiful? When you grow up, you'll always be a man who can charm people to death."

Du's thin face was redder, and he was drunk before he even drank.

He took the jug of wine and was about to pour it into his mouth. After thinking about it for a moment, it was a little impolite. He took a cup and poured An Zhe a cup, then he himself took a big gulp from the jug.

He choked and coughed a few times, afraid that he would be looked down upon by Aunty Ye. He puffed out his chest on purpose. "Good wine!"

An Zaixin thought that this guy would definitely suffer at the hands of a woman in the future. It seemed like he had no resistance towards beautiful women at all.

He smiled as he picked up his wine cup and took a sip. After that, his expression changed, "This … is really conscience!"

Auntie Ye, who was walking back, stopped and turned around to look at An Chou. "What true conscience?"

An Zhan said in a serious tone, "To think that there's wine in this water. I wouldn't be willing to part with an ordinary tavern!"

Aunty Ye glared at him fiercely. "Do you believe that I will pull your ears off right now and cook them for you like a pig's ear?"

An Zhan smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to make an exception and sell it to me at a cheaper price …"

Aunty Ye felt that this youth's temperament was very special, and his words didn't sound like those of a child. Moreover, she could feel that this child was hiding some sort of extraordinary power, so she subconsciously looked at An Zhe.

At this time, there was a sudden clamor outside. Gao Di, who had one ear missing, and a group of young men around seventeen or eighteen years old, ran towards them.

"Big brother, it's that kid sitting by the window that cut my ear off and said that tyrants are just a bunch of little families playing with each other. He looks down on you!"

Ann took another sip of her drink and squinted out the window.

It seemed that it would not be easy to live in a quiet place like this.

Originally, he wanted to keep a low profile and quietly rest, but that didn't seem to work … If he wanted to be quiet, he would have to be so high-profile that these hooligans wouldn't dare to provoke him.