Chapter 424

Quanji restaurant is one of several famous restaurants in the capital. Countless people come here every day. Therefore, it is very rare to book a table here, let alone an elegant seat on the second floor.

On that day, a table on the second floor was filled with all the signature dishes, many of which were from the imperial dining room. Most people may not earn enough money to buy half a table a year.

In the face of such a full table of dishes, only one person is moving chopsticks.

The name of this person is not important. Just call him Xia Bai.

Xia Bai picked up a lion's head and handed it to his mouth. First he licked the sauce, and then he bit it down.

"Well -" he showed an expression of extreme enjoyment, and then said to the shadow behind him, "Xun ye, do you really not eat?"

A voice sounded directly in his brain: "zombies don't need to eat. We can absorb the moon."

"That's a pity," Xia Bai muttered as he ate. "How much fun must we lose? Life is nothing more than eating, drinking and having fun, women... And pretending to be forced. It's too bad not to eat?"

Xun Ye replied, "at this price, we get more. At least I don't regret it."

"Well, why do you think the sect leader has been unwilling to turn me into a zombie? I have begged her for so long." Xia Bai put down his chopsticks depressed.

He really wanted to have a deeper connection with the leader, but every time he mentioned it, she would refuse and tell him that "the time has not come".

He looked out of the window: "it's noon. Why hasn't my time come yet?"

Just as he was talking, there was a commotion on the first floor.

The middle of the second floor of Quanji is the same design as the patio, so you can directly see what happened on the first floor.

Xia Bai looked over there and saw a white young man surrounded by a group of people.

The people around him should be all remember thugs. After all, the store has become bigger, and security must be the top priority. In order to prevent trouble, the store usually keeps a group of thugs every year.

Besides the crowd, there was a man who Xia Bai knew and ran the hall. When he entered the store, he also greeted Xia Bai.

The situation was very clear. The boy didn't know why he beat the waiter, and then the thugs came out to deal with him.

Facing seven or eight sticks wrapped in iron sheets, the boy didn't have much fear, but said angrily: "it was his first hand. You city people are so overbearing that they won't even fight back."

The shopkeeper shouted there: "fight him out, beat him out, break his hands and feet, and then report to the official!"

The thugs naturally respected the order, and a group of people attacked the boy together.

The young man dodged flexibly and turned over several thugs one after another under the greeting of a group of sticks, but he himself was hit several times. The grinning of his teeth obviously hurt.

Xia Bai asked, "what's his way?"

Xun ye in the shadow said, "it's just ordinary boxing and foot Kung Fu, but this young man has good talent. It's rare to see him in a hundred years when he reaches this level at a young age."

"But he was beaten all over his head." Xia Bai said.

"That's natural. Martial arts is not magic. It's hard to defeat four hands with two fists. In addition, these thugs are not waste. How can he not pay a price?"

As soon as Xun Ye's voice fell, the boy had knocked down the last thug, but he himself was hurt. The most obvious is a red mark on the forehead. It was drawn by a stick. If someone else replaced it, I'm afraid I'd have fainted long ago.

"Come on! Come on!" the startled shopkeeper quickly shouted out a group of thugs, which was to transfer all the fighting power of the restaurant.

When the boy saw so many people coming again, he felt a headache and was ready to run.

At this time, Xia Bai was lying on the railing on the second floor and shouted: "Hey, this is my guest. Why did you beat him?"

"Ah?" the shopkeeper was surprised when he saw that the guest on the second floor spoke.

Xia Bai whispered to Xun ye, "I guess he's complaining about why I didn't say it earlier. I have to wait until it's like this."

Xun ye said, "Sir, why do you want to step in? There are so many stories about storytellers. Do you want to make friends bravely?"

"Go, don't talk if you can't speak. What's a storyteller? My story is much better than theirs. I'll tell you a story of infinite horror another day to open your eyes."

When Xia Bai and Xun Ye talked, the problem on the first floor had been solved. Because it was a distinguished guest on the second floor who spoke, the shopkeeper didn't bother the young man any more, but asked someone to lead the young man to Xia Bai's table.

Seeing the delicacies on the table, the boy obviously swallowed his saliva, and his stomach cried more obviously.

"Hungry?" Xia Bai asked.

The boy nodded.

"Don't you have any money?"

The boy continued to nod.

"Do you want to eat these?"

The boy nodded excitedly, "can, can?"

"Of course not," said Xia Bai, breaking open a dragon shrimp. "I paid for it. Why should I give it to you for free?"

"Er..." the boy was like a carp that was about to leap over the Longmen but was knocked down by a stick, and wilted directly.

Xia Bai bit the lobster and said, "are you complaining about why I asked you those questions since I didn't invite you to eat?"

The boy looked up at him, and then nodded with some hesitation.

"The answer is very simple," said Xia Bai with a smile. "There is a drooling man watching. Do you think he will have more appetite?"

The boy opened his eyes as if to say, "that's why you called me up? Are you the devil?".

In fact, Xia Bai guessed that he probably thought so.

"Oh, I'm kidding. Sit down and eat," Xia Bai said, pointing to the stool beside the table. "I can't eat so many things by myself. It's OK to share one with you."

The boy was overjoyed. It turned out that he was just joking.

He sat down in a hurry, picked up his chopsticks and was ready to serve.

But Xia Bai suddenly said, "wait a minute!"

"Is there anything else?" the young man couldn't stand it. He wondered whether the man in front of him was deliberately doing him.

Xia Bai said, "yes, of course, but there is no free lunch in the world. If you eat my meal, you have to answer me a few questions."

"Yes, you can. Just ask." the boy couldn't wait to put a piece of Dongpo meat into his mouth, sucked it in, and then picked up his rice bowl and rushed to his mouth.

A mouth full, like a hamster.

The steamed rice cake way: "this table is served, you make complaints about rice?"

The boy tried to chew a few times, and then swallowed the rice in his mouth: "you haven't asked yet."

"Oh, by the way, let's start with your name. What's your name?"

"My name is Jiang Jianhong, Jiang Shang's Jiang, Pan Zhi. There was no Chien hung of Chien hung."

"Brother Jiang Jianhong, is this your first time in Beijing?"

"Yes, how did you see that?" Jiang Jianhong pulled two chicken legs, some tangled, whether to put one back.

Xia Bai waved, "take it all, take it all. Just as you are a local steamed stuffed bun entering the city, the blind can't see it."

"Ha ha!" Jiang Jianhong happily picked up two chicken legs and gnawed at them.

Xia Bai pushed a pot of peach juice and said, "eat slowly and don't choke. What are you doing in the capital?"

"Seek immortality," Jiang Jianhong took the time to answer, "I have practiced martial arts since I was young. When I reached a certain level, I found that people have limits. If I want to break through this limit, I must reach a non-human state. The master who taught me Kung Fu told me that if I want to surpass martial arts people, I can only become a fairy, and the most likely place for immortality is at the foot of the emperor."

"If I have a stone mask on my hand, I want to make complaints about it."

"Ah? What?"

"Nothing. I mean, I'm afraid your dream will be dashed."

"What!?" Jiang Jianhong stopped his action and looked at Xia Bai. "Is immortal really cheating on children? In fact, it doesn't exist at all?"

"No, it doesn't exist," Xia Bai corrected, "but your so-called immortals are actually given by God. You can become them only when God lets you become them. If God doesn't let you, any of your efforts will be meaningless."

"Great!" Jiang Jianhong, who thought he would be disappointed, was overjoyed after listening to Xia Bai's words, "the immortal is actually true!"

Xia Bai said, "didn't you listen to me? This thing depends on your life. You can't do anything except wait for pie to fall from the sky."

"That's better than no hope," Jiang Jianhong said with high morale. "And this is just the words of your family. Maybe you don't have enough knowledge. In fact, there is a way to become an immortal?"

Xia Bai: "

He wanted to hit Jiang Jianhong, but he didn't expect that the goods were so optimistic. On the contrary, it made Xia Bai uncomfortable.

"Well, to tell you the truth, there is a way," Xia Bai said. "It is also the only way recognized all over the world. Do you want to know?"

"Yes, of course!" Jiang Jianhong was sincere.

"Then you have to go through the test first." Xia Bai said.

"Test? What test?"

"It's very simple. My shoulder is sore. Rub my shoulder first."

"OK," said Jiang Jianhong and stood up.

Xia Bai exclaimed, "wipe your hands! Wipe your hands! What do you want to do with the oil?"

"Oh, oh, oh."

In this way, from this day on, there is an attendant behind the high priest of Qingyi sect, who is responsible for carrying bags, rubbing shoulders, pounding legs and beating Street gangsters.

Due to Xia Bai's strong request, the attendant shouted "wooden big wooden big" every time he punched.

"Brother, this is your roast duck."

"Brother, drink water."

"Brother, are your legs sour?"

"Brother, who shall we fight today?"

"Brother, sister-in-law is so beautiful."

……

At this time, Xia Bai would point to the world and say to Jiang Jianhong, "little gradually, you should find out how this black girl can be your sister-in-law? The only love in my heart is the leader. Other women are crumbs. Do you understand crumbs?"