Zhang Feng discussed with the old scholar about the Kung Fu of drinking tea, but the tavern had long been a riot.
Everyone is arguing. If Zhang Feng wants to pass on this skill to them, they will tie Zhang Feng to get married in an instant, even the bride price?
Tie him up and search the tavern. Won't you come out?
At that time, it's a big deal to go to the prescription and get a handful of medicine. It's a wedding night. He'll be more anxious than anyone!
At that time, his daughter-in-law was in charge. Would he still act like this?
Don't even think about it!
No, when Zhang Feng entered the tavern, the atmosphere of the whole tavern changed.
Zhang Feng looked at Lao he suspiciously. Lao he didn't dump him.
"Dear neighbors, today, we Fengzi will open up and say."
"In this year, you have brought me a lot of peaks. Therefore, don't think about this wine. I won't pass it on to you. Even if you put a knife around my neck, it will be passed on to my son."
When they heard the speech, they were deeply relieved.
Father Zhu asked curiously, "then what are you left? We don't know a few big words. Don't pass your things to me."
"Yes, don't you want to open an institution of higher learning? You can ask both of our boys to go then!"
"Ha ha ha!"
"No, no, no, I'm talking about something else. Dad Zhu, you don't eat less on weekdays! At the moment, you say I have no real ability except wine?"
"Tell me, what kind of food and drinks I concocted, and meat, don't you lick your fingers?"
Father Zhu's face turned red when he heard the speech.
"Well, I didn't lick the oil on my hand..."
"Come on, now, our life is better, the waist board is bulging, and everyone can afford the meat, so I thought about it and made a good thing, barbecue!"
"Dog, go and carry it out for me!"
"All right!"
The dogs have eaten Zhang Feng's barbecue.
At this time, how can some little guys sit still?
They ran to the backyard and opened.
It won't take a moment.
Several people carried the fire stove and grill and came to the tavern. They hurried out of a place.
"What is this?"
"It's so hot, what are you..."
"Don't think about it, don't ask, look!"
Zhang Feng had a headache and hurriedly shut everyone up. He took a mutton kebab from the table, put it on the charcoal shelf, brushed it with pig hair brush, turned it and roasted it.
In a moment, the smell of meat made the greedy people swallow their saliva.
"Come on, you all have a taste. I'm going to pass this thing on to you. Of course, it can't be free. I'll pass it on to you. Whether you make money or not, first say, you have to give me a silver or two every month. This is the technical fee. In addition, I can give you a solid foundation. I can eat and drink with beer, It only takes one day and you can earn thousands of Wen 1 "
"Hiss --!"
"So much?"
Everyone couldn't help taking a breath.
They all drank beer, and in the workshop, they managed enough.
Although they only ate this barbecue for the first time, people couldn't help drinking it just by smelling it. If
A thousand Wen!
Is that good?
See everyone's intention.
Zhang Feng said slowly: "It's just this, and beer is counted separately. It depends on how you sell beer. But I'll give you a penny from me. It's a trade rule. I can't break it. But if we roast meat, we're all neighbors. We're not cheap. Who are you cheap? But I'm sure you don't look at three Wen for this wine. At that time, you may sell more than one bamboo Three Wen! "
"Are you serious?"
Zhang Mazi, who poured Yexiang, roared loudly and immediately let Zhang Feng pestle.
"Seriously, but brother Zhang, can you change your clothes for me? If you dare to wear this night fragrance clothes to get this for me, I won't give you money and I won't teach you!"
"And you, too. You have to wear clean clothes. At least you can't smell sweat. It affects the guests' appetite. To put it bluntly, it's smashing my Zhang Feng's sign! It's smashing my reputation!"
"Don't worry, Fengzi. The old village head will supervise you personally. If anyone dares to be sloppy, he will break my third leg and bring it to you!"
"Hahaha 1"
"Feng Zi, don't worry, we all know about it!"
"OK! Now that you all understand, you've all dispersed. Discuss with your family in the evening, and we'll officially start teaching you tomorrow!"
"Why not say now?"
"Fuck off! The smell of sweat, the smell of feet and the smell of night will kill me. Let's talk about it tomorrow 1"
Zhang Feng drove the crowd away.
Nothing else.
It's fucking sleepy.
But when people finally walked out of the tavern and Zhang Feng was about to close the door of the tavern, his thick palm supported the door in an instant.
"Feng Zi, I have sent you money from Lao Cheng!"