Chapter 289: Take a break (2)

Li Ming couldn't help but turn his head awkwardly, look at the old chef and smile bitterly, but then the smile froze on his face. He suddenly remembered that he never brought money when he was on him.

Since Li Ming came to the island, he has never brought a tael of silver in his pocket. He didn't say much on the island, and he couldn't help everything. Of course, he could get whatever he wanted. When he went out, he often had a lot of people huddled in front of him and had people who paid him. Therefore, he seemed to have never touched the silver in the past three years.

How could the versatile waiter sees him like this? Although he would not change his face immediately, his bright smile disappeared on his face immediately. Looking at Li Ming and the old chef, his tone seemed to be a little different: "What? Can't afford the tea? I said it earlier, not everyone can drink the special Longjing, and the small shop only has one or two taels, so ten taels of silver per pot is already quite discounted. There is no way, two people can drink some special Longjing, two make money and one pot, how about it?"

The special supply of Longjing is actually to allow ordinary residents on the island to drink Longjing tea, a specialty of Biquan Island. The tea factory produces a very cheap qualified product of Longjing tea, which is equivalent to a third-level product for export. It costs more than 20 taels of silver on the outside market, but on the island, every resident can buy it at a price of 10 taels of money for ten, which is no different from giving away.

After a bitter smile, Li Ming felt a little fever on his face: "Sorry, waiter, I...I came out in a hurry today and didn't bring any money on me. This...this, we don't want it."

The waiter was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked at Li Ming's clothes that were simple and elegant but extremely finely crafted, and said in confusion: "What about it? You don't understand the rules on the island. It's well known that those who are not obsessed with the slogan will not be obtained by those who are not obsessed with it. There is nothing here that can be obtained without work. But looking at your appearance, you don't seem to be a lie. Let's give you this pot of tea. Seeing that you are sweating all over your head, you may get sick if you don't drink some tea. Wait, I'll serve you tea." After that, he turned around and walked in.

Li Ming originally planned to stand up and leave, but seeing the waiter being so generous, he couldn't help but act down, smiled with a self-deprecating smile, turned his eyes to a guest next to him, and said, "This waiter has such a good heart. I really didn't bring any money when I came out today."

The middle-aged man next to him smiled indifferently and replied, "It's nothing strange. No one will take two money seriously. This tea shop is opened in the town to provide tea to passers-by. The waiter's wages are all paid by the town, and this shop is not profitable. So everyone will help you. Even if the waiter doesn't speak, I will pay the tea for you. After all, we are all from Biquan Island and believers of the God of Medicine."

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, Li Ming couldn't help but feel very happy. After all, this kind of mutual help atmosphere and atmosphere was always advocated by him. It seems that the promotion on the island is really good. Although the two money-making teas are not worth mentioning, the atmosphere on the island can be seen from it.

"Brother, I don't know how the people here live? Can basic food and clothing be solved?" Taking this opportunity, Li Ming wanted to learn more about the living conditions of the residents on the island. In his opinion, the living standards of the residents on Biquan Island can be said to be the highest in the Tang Dynasty. After more than three years of development, the lives of residents should be very good.

Unexpectedly, when the middle-aged man heard Li Ming's words, he immediately showed a vigilant look and looked at Li Ming and asked, "I think you are not from the island? Where did you come from? Do you have an island entry certificate?" When he said this, he had already started fighting, and at the same time, the others in the teahouse began to surround him.

Li Ming immediately realized that they had a misunderstanding about him, so he hurriedly stood up and explained: "Please listen to my explanation. I am indeed a good person. Please don't misunderstand. I just got better just now, and I didn't mean anything else. Senior, let's go quickly." In order to avoid a bigger misunderstanding, Li Ming hurriedly called the old chef and was about to slip away towards the door.

Unexpectedly, the people in the teahouse seemed to have no acquaintance, but suddenly worked together to block Li Ming and the old chef in the teahouse. At the same time, the waiter also walked out of the kitchen and held a kitchen knife in his hand.

"This guest official, your words and deeds are already suspected of being spies, so we must keep you. Please wait for a while here. The inspection team of the town inspection bureau will arrive immediately. Please go there to explain clearly. If you are a spy, you will be severely punished." Speaking of this, he took a step into Li Ming's examination and wanted to put the knife around Li Ming's neck.

Li Ming hurriedly took a step back and gave way to the waiter. At the same time, the old chef stood in front of Li Ming.

Looking at the old chef who smelled of oil smoke in front of him, the waiter couldn't help but frown and took a step back, then sneered: "I've been disliked by you for a long time. Who else can dress as bad as you, a servant? As long as you do a little work, you can support yourself well. Look at which one of our island is not dressed in bright clothes? Humph, spies can't do it. Do you think this place is like yours, and there are beggars everywhere? Haha." Speaking of this, the waiter couldn't help laughing loudly, and the others in the teahouse also laughed with him, as if Li Ming's behavior was very childish.

While whispering to remind the old chef not to do anything, Li Ming felt happy. The living standards of the people on the island were much beyond his expectations. After hearing from the waiter, there seemed to be no beggars on the island. In this way, Li Ming's initial goal had been achieved.

There was a rush of horse hooves in front of the door, and stopped outside the teahouse. Then, several young men wearing software walked in, stood at the door, and said, "Who said there was a spy here? Where is the spy?"

The waiter hurriedly pointed at Li Ming and the old chef and said, "I want to inquire about our island just now, but we all caught him."

The few people hurriedly broke into the teahouse and surrounded Li Ming and the old cook. Li Ming hurriedly waved his hand and shouted: "Don't get me wrong. I'm not a spy. I'm a person on this island. I have always lived in Mingzhu City. I asked curiously because I didn't know the situation outside, and I didn't mean to find out the news."

The young man in the lead pulled out his waist knife and looked at Li Ming and sneered: "You don't look like good people, where are there people dressed so badly on the island? You can tell at a glance that they are dressed by people outside the island. Come with me, let's go to the inspection bureau to talk."

He didn't want to have any conflicts with his own people. At the same time, he also wanted to see how the local inspection bureau under his subordinates worked. The purpose was to maintain local public order. Its function was equivalent to that of the police station in modern society and was under the jurisdiction of the Prime Minister's Office. Li Ming, who had never been exposed to the lives of civilians on the island, suddenly had a whim and stopped the old chef from explaining. He stretched out his hand without saying a word and let the young man put handcuffs on him.

The handcuffs were designed in modern style and have become a common tool for patrol team members. However, with the old chef around, Li Ming had no worries. On this island, he could be said to be invincible, so he just wanted to take him away at a critical moment.

The inspection bureau is located in the center of the town. The yard is not big and the rooms are not luxurious. However, it seems very busy. People come and go, and people of all kinds of clothes are passing by, showing the importance of this place.

In front of the room on the side of the yard, the young man brought Li Ming and the old chef there, pushed the door open and let the two sit on two chairs, and then he walked out.

A voice came from the inside: "I'm finally working today? I hope you don't let me down." With the voice, a young man in his thirties walked out of the inner room, and asked in front of Li Ming's proud aisle, "Listen to their report, are you in the town hall and the information on our island?"

Li Ming frowned, as if he was a little disgusted with this person's tone. However, after all, he was his subordinate and at work, Li Ming didn't care about his rudeness.

"My lord, I misunderstood you. I was just curious about the lives of the residents here..."

Li Ming said halfway, and was immediately interrupted by the man: "Enough! Don't pretend to be in front of me, you won't even say lies. Remember, on our island, people call us patrols, not adults. This kind of call has disappeared on our island. Your words have exposed your identity. Say, who sent you, and I will be lenient to what you said."

Li Ming suddenly felt very amused. Since the immigration of the island began, he had never gone deep into the ordinary people to understand the situation. Therefore, he really didn't know these habits among the people at all. How could he know that the word "adult" is no longer used on the island?

"Then the inspection..." Li Ming paused in time, swallowed the word "Adult" into his stomach, and then said: "If you suspect that I am a spy just because of a habit, it would probably be a bit too arbitrary. Without evidence, you have no right to arrest me. This is the legal provision of the island." All the laws were drafted by Li Ming, so he certainly knew it clearly.

The man sneered and said, "This law is limited to the residents of the island. You are not our resident, so of course you cannot enjoy this law..."

As soon as he said this, a voice suddenly came from the walkie-talkie on Li Ming's waist: "Lord, I am Ma Lin. If you have any reports, please reply."
Chapter completed!