After leaving the toilet, Chen Mu stood in the middle of the patio and touched his nose, unable to tell whether he was embarrassed or not.

If you say it is embarrassing, you will find it a little funny, but if you are seen by a child, you will feel a little embarrassed. But if you are not embarrassed, do you seem a little bit ugly?

Later, I couldn't help but smile. The little girl didn't think anything was wrong. She was embarrassed and then walked back to the tavern with her head held high.

However, as soon as I entered the back door, I looked over the counter and saw that the guests in the shop were all looking at the store, as if there was a good show. Then I heard the noise at the door and saw that there was noisy person who could be there before the servant.

The servants under the wine shop outside the store surrounded four or five naughty boys wandering on the streets. They were dressed in tatters, a few years older than Wei Balang, a few years younger than Wei Balang, and a group of children of similar ages jumped around the servants and started to cheer.

"Yan Qingyao, a ghost's big feet, a thin horse turns into a camel!"

The wild children called Chen Mu to what he didn't understand very much and clamored around the servant. Chen Mu sat back at the table and said to the servant who was watching the trouble, and asked, "What's going on?"

Long Junxiong smiled and said, "Several beggars ran to the store to beg for food, but were driven out by the owner. When they saw this little lady, they shouted and scolded her big feet, and they seemed to be familiar with her... Oh, I haven't seen it before, this little lady is really a murderer!"

As he looked over, he saw that the tall servant named Yan Qingyao had been said. His white little face was full of anger. He raised his hand and pulled the four plain scarves on his forehead, and raised his purple shirt and sleeves, revealing two forearms that looked like a lotus root.

Chen Mu thought she was going to fight with these wild children, but the little lady put her hands on her hips and cursed the wild children with her head raised her chest. Her voice was crisp and nice, but her words were dirty and fierce.

"Your mother is a camel, called a camel, called a donkey, and called a donkey, but I'm not called a donkey! I'm let, what do you call this military master?"

The little girl was anxious to curse, and the little girl raised her white and red face with her waist and looked around the store, and finally settled on Chen Mu's face, panting and asking Chen Mu.

Even though Chen Mu had a two-year experience, he had never encountered such a situation when he had waded through the sword mountain and rushed through the gun array. He answered in confusion: "Chen Mu, ear knife Chen, Shuimu Mu."

Why are you still related to me?

Afterwards, Shuimu Mu and others were obviously not important to the little girl. They turned their heads and ran two steps, and then returned to their invincible stinging posture when they were tilted with their hips and raised their heads. They opened their mouths and said, "I won't let the donkey in, I will let Chen Jun enter your mother!"

Seeing that a few soldiers with a knife standing up in the store were frightened by the wild children at the entrance of the store, they didn't care about what Yan Qingyao was scolding, and each of them had the intention to retreat.

The eighth master beside Chen Mu blinked and asked the little girl: "Why did my sister ask me to join the thousand households?"

The little girl was scolding her majestic, but she was timid at this moment. She turned her head and looked at Chen Mu with a red face. Then she glanced at the wild child at the entrance of the store. She looked like a little rooster who was fighting for victory. She was so arrogant. She raised her arms and pointed at Jiangshan, and raised her little face high: "You go out and ask, who doesn't know that Chen Junye's nickname is Chen Sailu in the whole Guangzhou Prefecture!"

Chen, Chen Sailu?

Chen Mu's expression was extremely wonderful, the expressions of the servants under his command were even more wonderful, and the expressions of the drinkers in the store were even more wonderful! In a blink of an eye, everyone in the tavern except Chen Mu used their limited brain capacity to guess one weird story after another.

Chen Mu only felt the incomparable contrast, as if it was a bolt from the blue. He looked at the servant standing proudly at the door and rolling up his sleeves, but he could never turn this little girl who was a donkey and a donkey and a donkey. The figure who respectfully crossed his hands to them and said to them that "Mr. Drinking is a hero" was a coincidence.

"Qianhu, you, when did you have this..."

Before Fu Yuan finished speaking, Chen Mu choked his words back into his stomach with extremely fierce eyes.

Seeing several military households with swordsman standing up from their desks, the wild children and children scattered, Chen Mu just thought it was a joke. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw the servant step forward and smile at him with his fists. His eyes bent into crescent moons and said, "Thank you, Jun Ye, for help!"

She is so cool!

"Just bring trouble to me!"

Yan Qingyao arched his hand and had not taken it back yet, but was pulled behind by the shopkeeper who walked over to the counter to protect him. Although his words were like discipline, he still apologized for more.

The shopkeeper looked in his forties, but his hands were cracked and calloused, and his simple clothes were very simple and didn't look like a merchant who could open a large wine shop outside the city of Guangzhou. At this time, the shopkeeper said to Chen Mu with a smile: "The little god girl is incompetent, offends Jun Ye, and I hope Jun Ye will forgive him."

"Qingyao, give some soldiers a jar of olive wine!" said the shopkeeper, "Today, the food of several soldiers is the only one who can apologize for the food of several soldiers."

Since Emperor Taizu, the Ming Dynasty strictly ordered merchants not to wear precious clothes such as silk, so the merchants in the market could only wear silk and cloth clothes. However, the shopkeeper was like the servant Yan Qingyao. Whether wearing square scarves or shoes and socks under his feet, they were as clean as new as new, which made people feel good to see.

"The store owner is so polite, but it's just a trivial matter." Chen Mu clasped his fists and asked the store owner: "I was noisy before, and Chen thought it was really interesting. If the shopkeeper is not busy, please sit down and chat?"

The shopkeeper was easy to talk, especially when the light of the light caught a glimpse of the green official uniform and the embroidered bear beast on the empty seat against the corner of the wall, he bowed and said, "I didn't expect that you are the guard, which really made the shop shine brightly. Qingyao, bring two pots of Yangzhou snow wine!"

After saying that, he sat down as he said, without being trembling, but he first brought the wine pot to the crowd for all the people.

"You little old man, you are sharp-eyed, but you took a look away. This is Mr. Chen from our thousand households!" Fu Yuan laughed and waved his hand, "It's not a garrison!"

Chen Mu smiled and waved his hand to ask Fu Yuanbiao to scare people. He took an empty cup while bringing the wine pot to pour wine for the store, and said with a smile: "Chen is the flag army of Xiangshan, not the camp army of Guangcheng."

Even though he has lived in this era for more than a year, he still cannot get used to the clearly distinguished class among people in this era.

This is his second time to come to Guangcheng, and he is still curious about this metropolis south of the Five Ridges. Last time he came here, he felt that his status was low and he was unwilling to communicate with others. He was afraid that he would anger the powerful and unfair. He was also worried that his status was low and he was not angry.

Now that he is a job in thousands of households, he no longer has these worries. Instead, others will be at a loss because of his various actions - there is no equality in this era.

It never exists.

Just as the shopkeeper gave him a lot of gratitude and even if he was grateful, he would still be glared at by the flag officer.

It seemed as if he poured a drink for a merchant that caused him to feel so shameful.

"The store has been running a wine shop in Guangcheng for a while? Chen doesn't know much about Guangcheng and wants to talk to someone about it." Chen Mu picked up the wine glass and drank it, saying, "Does the store know about the people of Hao Jingyi?"

Barbarians!
Chapter completed!