Chapter 2 I can't say it

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Seeing that the man was about to leave, the waiter complimented again: "Call to go slowly! Welcome to come again!"

"Bang!" As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he heard a collision sound.

At first glance, the person who was about to leave happened to hit the big man who suddenly appeared in front of the door.

The man shook his head and said, "Why are there more walls here?"

"Hahaha!" Behind the man, a silver bell-like laughter came. The man who hit the man burped a few times. The smell of alcohol in his mouth came out, and there was another murmur behind the man: "What a drunkard!"

After burping, the man who was called an alcoholic raised his head and looked at the big man who was half a forehead taller than him. He said lazily: "So he is a human being!"

He apologized to the man, "Sorry" and walked around the man and left the drunkard.

"This drunkard is quite polite!" The voice behind the big man sounded again.

But the big man stared at the drunkard leaving in a daze, and only walked into the inn after the figure disappeared.

The candlelight in the inn shone into the face of the man, and Zhuang Yi's expression faintly showed. He ordered the waiter to prepare a few rooms for the room. He led the two girls behind him into the inn.

"I'll feel wronged tonight and rest here." The big man said.

"It's OK to fit the elder brother, that's OK!" One of the girls in red laughed, then turned to ask the other girl beside her: "Right! Xiaohong!"

The girl named Xiaohong next to her blushed and she lowered her head shyly.

"I won't disturb the princess' rest." After saying that, the man named Qihe closed the door and turned around and left.

"Yoyo!" After the girl in red was about to leave, she turned around and said with a strange smile at Xiaohong, "Looking at your blushing, you can almost compare to the monkey's butt."

The little red pouted and said, "Princess Daizhen, don't joke about me!"

The girl in red named Dai Zhen continued to tease Xiaohong: "When the matter is finished, I will go back and say to the patriarch's father. Let him quickly get you and the brother who is in harmony. Xiaohong, who is in harmony, has been missing all day long to the brother who is in harmony!"

"Princess———————————————————————” Xiaohong said pouted.

The real princess of the generation quickly pretended to be very tired and yawned a few times, and said, "Oh, oh, oh, so tired! Let's take a break quickly!"

After saying that, he lay down on the bed and stopped moving.

Xiaohong pouted at Princess Dai Zhen with a helpless look on her face, and then lay down on another bed in the room.

The next morning.

It seemed that it was a little early. Minhan Daizhen, who was still immersed in her dreams, finally woke up after being dragged by Xiaohong.

With a sleepy look on my face, I cleaned it up in a daze before walking out of the room.

At this time, several tables of wine and food in the inn had already been applauded, and several followers sat in the seats beside him waiting for Minhan Daizhen to come out for dinner.

Seeing a group of people who had not eaten yet because they slept in, Minhan Dai really lowered his head embarrassedly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry!"

After saying that, she pulled Xiaohong to sit down in the empty seat aside. She quickly took a few bites of food until Xiaohong pulled the corner of her clothes with her hands. She realized that Qihe and a group of followers were still sitting straight. She quickly said to everyone in shame: "Everyone eat soon!"

"Yes! Princess!" Qihe people replied in unison. Only then did they prepare to start dinner.

Minhan Dai Zhen secretly let out a light breath. Xiaohong, who was beside him, couldn't help laughing "splash".

Minhan Dai Zhen curled her lips to Xiaohong and continued to eat.

"Ding thud." A sound of the table being knocked into Minhan Daizhen's ears. Minhan Daizhen put down her job and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw an old Taoist priest with wrinkles on his face in the corner of the inn, sitting at the dining table, constantly knocking on the table, shouting: "Waiter! Waiter! Why is the food I called for not getting better yet?"

At this time, the waiter in the back hall hurried out and said apologetically to the old Taoist priest: "Oh, Taoist priest, the food you just called me, I just asked our kitchen. The kitchen of our small shop is so sad that I really don't know how to cook those dishes!"

At this time, Minhan Dai really asked a follower named Xiaohu on the next table in curiosity: "Do you know what dish did the old Taoist priest call?"

The entourage named Xiaohu recalled and said, "It seems to be something, Mapo tofu, borscht, etc."

"I haven't heard of it!" Minhan Daizhen shook her head.

Xiaohu said again: "Even the knowledgeable and knowledgeable adults have never heard of it! I guess the old Taoist priest must have come to find fault. Before he came, he heard that the people here just love to find fault if they are fine!..."

Qihe snorted coldly and interrupted Xiaohu's words. Xiaohu looked at Qihe in shock and hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, not daring to say anything.

"Oh!" The old Taoist priest in the corner of the inn sighed hard and said, "It's such a regret!"

Turn around and want to leave.

At this time, Qihe suddenly stood up, walked to the old Taoist priest, and said respectfully: "Master, Stay tuned."

The dozen followers behind him looked at Fuhui with surprise.

"Is there anything wrong with this donor?" the old Taoist priest asked.

"Master, I would like to come to me to have a few bites of coarse food. Although it is difficult to compare with the peerless delicacies mentioned by the Taoist priest, it is still OK to fill it up!" said respectfully.

The old Taoist priest's eyes shone in his eyes, as if he could not help but look at the rough-looking man in front of him. Then he smiled and said, "Since the donor is so kind, I can't refuse the donor's kindness!"

Qihe smiled slightly and reached out to let his subordinates give up a seat. After instructing the waiter to take the bowls and chopsticks, he led the old Taoist priest to sit down.

The old Taoist priest said in his mind: What a thick and thin man.

Then he sat down with the fit.

Qihe smiled and asked the old Taoist priest: "I don't know why the magic number is?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "I can't say it!"

"Puchi!" As soon as the old Taoist priest finished speaking, Minhan Dai Zhen, who was next to the table, couldn't help but spit out the food in his mouth before he could see it. He was panting and laughing: "There are still people in this world who can't tell their name! It's so funny!"

As soon as Minhan Daizhen finished speaking, several followers on the side almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Qihe glared at the sects a few times. The sects quickly held back their smiles.

Qihe looked at the old Taoist priest again, but saw that the old Taoist priest was still smiling, and he was really rude to Minhan Dai without any concern.

He explained: "No! No! Why can't I say my name? But if I can't say it, it's not sure! Why can't I say it?"

The smile on Minhan Dai Zhen's face froze immediately and stared at the old Taoist priest. He thought to himself: Is this old Taoist priest crazy? He actually said something strange!
Chapter completed!