Chen Hi asked, "Who is the owner?"

Xiao Liu said with a smile: "The identity of her old man's old man is inconvenient to inform, if you have a fate, you will see it yourself."

During the talk, someone next to the table got up and left.

When Chen Ji sat down, he found that the guest did not leave until the guest was not removed on the table.

Xiao Liu hugs the wine jar: "What do guests want to eat?"

Chen Ji glanced at the wooden sign behind the counter: "Two Backet Buns, four bowls of fine noodles."

Xiaoliu suddenly asked: "The elements of the guest officer or the meat buns?"

Chen Ji smiled: "Su's."

"The guest officer wants the western grapes or burned a knife?"

When Chen Ji moved, the other party didn't ask himself to drink or drink, but directly asked what wine he wanted.

He looked around, but saw that the wine altar on the table next door was written with grape brews and a knife with a knife. There was nothing unusual.

Chen Sisi asked for a moment, and asked calmly: "Body, what is your altar in your arms?"

The guy laughed and answered: "Burn the knife."

Chen Ji pointed at the table: "Put it down, you need to burn the knife in this altar."

Gong Gao's high -minded: "Get 声, burn the knife for a altar!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of sight of the sideways, and theft whispered.

The guy put the knife in the altar in his arms back on the table: "The guest officer, the wine is here, the buns have to wait for a while."

Chen Ji said.

When the guy turned around, he immediately got up with a man with a rural sword, and came straight to the table and sat down.

Suddenly quietly, several table guests set up their ears.
Chapter completed!