Chapter 1341

Thank you to the leader of the Alliance for the reward again!

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When outsiders arrive in Peiping, the first thing is to find a place to live, and the second thing is to find food.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, Chinese people pay most attention to food!

When we arrive in Peiping, we have to go to the first fresh.

And just after the year, the first fresh is full of customers.

The guests on the first floor are full. This is because of the consumption desire accumulated during the new year. Most customers are only well-off families, which can be regarded as greedy.

However, only half of the private rooms on the second floor are used. It can be seen that those local tyrants are eating fat at home during the new year.

Ye Qing is not in a hurry. He knows that in a few days, as the industries return to normal, the first fresh business will be full again.

"It's really a colorful world. Ming people will enjoy it."

There are many tables on both sides of the lobby on the first floor. This is where those who don't have enough money go.

One of the people at the table was dressed differently from Daming. Facing the door, a bearded man praised the food in front of him, but his attitude was a little frivolous.

The table make complaints about the same costumes, and the food is not very good. The dishes have been served several times in the kitchen.

Harachal frowned at the food of his men and said, "slow down. Don't you see those wise people laughing?"

These are tough men. When they smell the speech, they look around with wild eyes.

The diners around are laughing, but they don't point fingers. They are just laughing, or disdaining the carelessness of foreign people.

This is a sense of pride and superiority, which Fang Xing has been pursuing and wants the people of Daming to have.

"Bang!"

Harachard's men couldn't stand such eyes, so they slapped the table, but the messy soup and bones on the table were everywhere, even harachard was attacked.

As soon as the diners around looked like this, they couldn't help laughing. One of the scholars laughed the most. It was probably because he drank some wine that he slipped down from his chair with a smile.

"Stupid pig!"

The man also found his mistake. Ashamed, he picked up a plate and threw it over.

"Ouch!"

The scholar had drunk and laughed, so he didn't pay attention and was beaten. When he got up from under the table, his head was full of spicy tofu.

What is the image of spicy tofu and soup on your head?

The scholar touched his head with his hand, angrily pointed to the gang and scolded, "ignorant barbarians, get out!"

The man sneered and touched his waist. Then he remembered that the sabre had been confiscated by Ming people on the road.

But without a knife, he was still confident that he could knock over the table.

Harachal didn't care, because the bright officials along the way were so rude, with poor accommodation and ordinary meals. There was no such hospitality as rumored.

"Take it easy!"

"Yes, my Lord!"

With permission, the man grinned grimly, wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth and walked to the reader's table.

The scholar was shaking his head. When his two companions saw the man coming, they got up timidly, hesitated, and shouted to the lobby, "beat someone! Some barbarians are bullying Daming people!"

More than a dozen people here stood up, but they didn't want to help, but... Watch the excitement.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing?"

When a man heard the cry, he came and stopped drinking, but harachal said in a deep voice, "I'm an envoy of the kingdom of Kazakhstan. Your people insult me and don't die!"

This Daming dialect is well written and round. The surrounding diners can no longer stay, but they are reluctant to go, so they lean on both sides one after another.

The man was stunned and went to find Ye Qing.

But the man was already close to the reader. He picked up a chair and held it high, ready to fall.

I'm going to break my head now!

The timid people around closed their eyes

"Drop it!"

A voice suddenly broke the silence.

The man smiled grimly, and sure enough, he hit it hard, and then... The expected head breaking and blood bleeding didn't happen.

"Bang!"

The chair fell to the ground, and the closed diners opened their eyes excitedly to see the scene of blood splashing.

But

Hiss

The chair didn't hit the scholar's head, but fell to the man's feet, and there was an extra thing on his wrist.

Throwing Knife!

Harachar looked at the visitor, his eyes shrunk and said, "who are you?"

Arrogance is less, because those who dare to use a knife in public must not be ordinary people or scholars.

"Knife, waste the man's right hand."

The man standing in front said faintly, and harachal immediately saw a short and thin man rush out.

"Poof!"

The knife jumped into the air and kicked, which was taboo, but the man was hit with a knife in his right hand. Only his left hand could fight the enemy, so he roared and punched out.

The foot of the knife collided with the man's fist face, which obviously gained the upper hand. As soon as the man landed, he opened the man's foot. As soon as his body slipped, it was close to his body.

As soon as he was close to him, the man felt the smoothness of the knife. He just wanted to use his wrestling skills, but the knife grabbed the Throwing Knife on his right hand and picked it

"Ah..."

"Master, the knife has broken his hand."

Xin Laoqi pressed the array on the side. Seeing that the knife was successful, he explained to Fang Xing.

Fang woke up and saw that all the people at the table got up and stared at him. He nodded and said, "just watch it." then he walked to harachar.

Halachar's eyes flickered, and finally pressed his hand, "sit down!" as for the unlucky man who had broken his hamstring, he didn't have half a pity.

When Fang woke up, he was followed by Xin Laoqi and Fang Wu, and Ye Qing had welcomed him up and apologized: "Sir, I'm negligent."

Fang woke up and nodded, "this is Daming's place. Outsiders can only abide by the rules here, but you let outsiders bully people here. It's wrong. Go! Apologize to the one."

Ye Qing answered, walked up to the scholar who was still stunned, bowed and bowed and said, "today's shop has bullied your guests. It's an unforgivable mistake. I've prepared hot water and asked your guests to wash. After coming out, the shop will naturally give you justice."

The scholar's head and face were covered with clothes. When he heard the speech, he subconsciously said, "no need..."

"Yes."

Ye Qing said, "anyway, it's a mistake of the shop. Please."

This side is admitting and pacifying, and Fang Xing is already against harachal.

With his eyes facing each other, harachal's sharp eyes and the momentum bonus of those big men around him are really unstoppable.

Fang Xing frowned slightly. He knew the news before the mission of the state of Kazakhstan arrived. Then, people from the royal guards and the east hall were secretly monitoring and observing all the way.

So after they entered the first fresh door, Fang Xing, who got the news, came right away.

"Harachal, the kingdom of Harlem, the messengers of the kingdom of Harlem in your mouth."

"Fang Xing, Daming Xinghe Bo!"

Harachal's expression was stagnant, and he immediately said, "but that khenhobo?"

"Daming will not have two Xinghe uncles, but it seems that your envoy has done his homework. Even Fang knows."

Fang woke up and looked at the diners standing on both sides. It was like a signal that they all returned to their seats, but their ears stood up.

"The person who abandoned me... What do you say..."