Five tables, fifty people.

The table is full of delicious dishes, four cold and eight hot, and one sweet and one salty soup. The meal fee is standard, one table is eight hundred and eight.

Looking at the dishes on the table with exquisite workmanship and artwork, everyone didn't dare to move their chopsticks at first, and they were embarrassed to move them. Until Lin Yi took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and said, "Since you eat, don't be restrained, eat as much as you should, drink as you should, eat as you should, eat as you should, and eat as you should, and eat as you fill your stomach, and you're your own stomach when you are hungry!" Then he put the chopsticks first, picked up the dishes and ate them.

Seeing that he was so happy, the big guy's appetite was completely aroused. Without Lin Yi's greeting, he was already flying like chopsticks, and he swallowed these delicious foods voraciously.

Beer opens in bottles.

The foam was flying and the glass was unhappy, so I asked the waiter to bring the big sea bowl and drink beer to make it look stylish.

Some people even turned this high-end place into a food stall, opened their arms, stepped on a chair with one foot, and made a loud guess, unscrupulous and earth-shaking.

The fat manager was almost mad. Many VIP customers complained that this place was too noisy and the level was too LOW. So he could only ask those shirtless guys to put on their clothes, pay attention to their image, ask them to lower their voices, don’t stumble loudly, and ask them not to step on a stool like a mountain sculpture. This is a great hotel for wealth and honor, not a Weihu Mountain you want to be smart.

But no one listened to him.

Perhaps, before he insults these people, these people will give him face, respect the rules here, and respect such occasions.

But now----

Since you regard us as the lowest-level customers and are only worthy of squatting on the street and eating food stalls, then okay, let’s show that kind of character, eat whatever you like, and shout as much as you are happy.

Yes, this is a silent protest. It may be unfair to some other dining customers in the hotel, but it tells everyone that we are alive, living with flesh and blood. We guessed, we shouted loudly. In the past, you could ignore us, but now we have to admit our existence...

...

On the wine table--a mess.

Dong Yanjing's top was uncovered at some point, revealing her dirty belly button. Every time she drank, beer would flow along his mouth to his chest, and then flow from his chest to his belly, spinning it in the belly button and dripping.

Dong Jingjing's mouth was buzzing, burping, patting her stomach, and then comfortably picked up the chopsticks and picked up a shredded cucumber, chewing it slowly, chewing it--his stomach was too full to eat.

Compared with Dong Jingjing, Liu Sanliang felt that drinking beer was not enough. It was neither salty nor spicy. It was like a horse's urine in his mouth. So he took out his mineral water bottle filled with white wine, ate a bite of fat meat, a sip of spicy wine, a sip of seafood, and a sip of spicy wine. He felt that this feeling was more comfortable than being an emperor.

For the depressed Wang Heizi and his wife, this is not eating, but debt collection. Faced with a big meal of 88, how much can they eat, so Wang Heizi and his wife bulged their cheeks filled with things. Although they rolled their eyes and were covered in oil, their mouths were filled with oil. The belts that had been loosened countless times, the chopsticks were still moving constantly, and they were just starting to the expensive dishes.

As a woman, He Xiangu’s eating habits are the best and most gentle, but her focus is not on the dining table or on the man who keeps chatting with her. Her goal is very simple, that is, Lin Yi, the boss who pays the bill this time.

He Xiangu always thinks that she is very accurate in judging people, but she just misreads Lin Yi.

In the past, Lin Yi gave her the feeling that she was just clean, gentle and friendly; but now, although she is still the same person, the smell that Lin Yi reveals is very different.

It’s not because he has more than one million on his body now, nor because his clear eyes are like a mirror that can penetrate your heart, but because of the faint breath of his body, peace, warmth, and tranquility.

Yes, he looks very quiet. Even at the noisy and noisy wine table, it looks like a green and deep lake from a distance. It seems plain, but in fact it makes you unable to see through it.

This is what He Xiangu feels.

...

Lin Yi ate very quickly but drank very slowly.

In fact, his alcohol content was very small, which was only the amount of beer, but everyone toasted him enthusiastically.

One glass, another glass.

Lin Yi shook his head, not knowing how many glasses of beer he had drunk, but there were already a lot of empty wine bottles under his feet.

He felt a little dizzy, and then he saw the old gray-haired vendor walking towards him with a wine glass.

Lin Yi told himself that he could not drink anymore, and he had already drunk enough today. However, the old vendor's words made him unable to stop drinking.

The old vendor was obviously a little drunk. His gray hair looked a little sparse under the blowing of the indoor air conditioner. His hands holding the wine glass were very dark. His fingernails were stuffed with yellow e-liquid and black mud. His lips were also trembling. His turbid old eyes looked at Lin Yi with emotion and said, "Brother Lin, you must drink this glass of wine. Don't refuse first, listen to what I say."

"Old man, I'm already sixty-seven years old this year. I've been setting up street stalls and doing business for a few years. Our family is poor and has no capital. I can only travel all over the street to collect some old items and things to set up street stalls for business. I've even collected the tobacco pipes with jade mouths, copper bells on the neck of cows, old copper coins, old steel steaks, pots and pans from literary and leather, teacups and teapots, old photo frames that mice chewed, old paintings for wall pasting, and even foot binding cloths that the old lady used before."

"These things are cheap, and they can be collected for a few cents or a few dollars. This money is nothing to the city people, but for many country people, every penny is a treasure. The traffic in the countryside is not good, so the rare wood-leaf eggs in the city are sold at the market, and ten dollars are sold. For many old men and women, one dollar is the price of ten eggs, so they like to wait for me to receive the goods, like to see my old items collected, and like to count the one dollar and one dollar to them."

"What should I do if I have money? They can buy a beautiful pencil case for their baby grandson, a beautiful schoolbag for their dear granddaughter, a rheumatoid cream for their hard-working son to treat waist and leg pain, and a red scarf tied around their necks during the Chinese New Year..."

"After hearing this, do you think I'm telling jokes? Now it's the new century, why are the country still so poor? But what I'm talking about is true. The country is rich and the people are poor, but there are still many poor people." The old vendor showed a bitter smile of vicissitudes of time.

"When the poor are used to being poor, they will forget a lot, forget that they are individuals, and forget that they can eat and drink like humans in such occasions and hotels. It is you, you who reminded us that we can do this, and we can drink wine and eat meat here in big bowls..." The old vendor's turbid old eyes flashed with tears.

"Now I'll give you a glass, not for anything else, but for you, just for you, remind us, and awaken our dignity that has been sleeping for a long time!" The old vendor's hand holding the wine glass was trembling slightly.

How could Lin Yi refuse such wine?

He took the wine glass and raised it high---

Cheers to dignity,

Cheers to live,

Cheers to ourselves!

Drink it all in one go.

...

This time, Lin Yi was really drunk, staggering and dizzy. He didn't drink much, but he drank so happily and happily.

In the drunken eyes, the old vendor seemed to have taken out something. It was a lot of money he had just collected. Everyone paid out the money separately, because the old vendor said that Lin Yi could not pay for the treat alone this time, and everyone would pay as much as they could.

These money are very fragmented, one, five, ten, twenty, and of course fifty, one hundred, but the most is a lot of change.

The old vendor pushed the money to Lin Yi, but Lin Yi refused to accept it, and he couldn't accept it either.

Drunk, Lin Yi didn't know what he said, and then everyone started to mess up again.

During this period, the desolate and high-pitched opera sound of the old vendor came to his ears: "Little Cangwa, I left Dengfeng County. I suffered from hunger along the way. The second-handedness was like a cow head and horse face. As soon as he talked to me, he turned his face over..."
Chapter completed!