Chen Buer was still discussing with Pan Mingguang and the others where to eat in the evening and where to eat after the meal, but he was stopped at the stairs.

The three of them were stopped, wearing long robes and wearing bald heads.

Chen Buer is quite familiar with the Khitans. Don’t forget that the Liao Embassy next door to his old house in Yiqiu Gate.

Of course, he had no disgust towards the Khitans. After all, the time traveler was not from this era, and he did not have a deep understanding of the kind of family, country and hatred. If you say you are against Japan, then he will be excited.

The one who impressed the Liao Kingdom the most was Qiao Feng and the wolf-head tattoo on his chest.

"You are Chen Buer from Bianliang?"

In ancient times, being called directly by someone was very impolite. Chen Buer was not a good-tempered person, and he was unhappy when he heard it.

"Grandpa is here!"

When the three Khitans heard this, they were stunned at first, and then furious. They reached out to grab Chen Buer who was heading to the stairs, but the fat man stretched out his feet and kicked the man's hand away.

These were all happening in an instant. Seeing that the Khitans and the Bianliang people were about to fight, people from all corners of Penglaiju poked their heads to watch the fun.

Even if you know that there is danger, you can't stop these people from gossiping. Who says that only people in Bianliang like to watch the fun?

The Khitan bald man stabilized his body and cursed: "Good boy, we are kind enough to invite you to see a doctor. You dare to do it. Don't leave if you have the will!"

After saying that, the three Khitans walked out of the inn with great momentum.

Chen Buer and others looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them looked puzzled.

"What the hell are those three bald donkeys just now? Why did they come to find a fight for no reason? Why did they leave for no reason after being kicked?"

Pan Mingguang shrugged, "How do I know, are we collecting too much seafood and disrupting the normal market order? These Khitans are fishing leaders?"

People watching the fun around cursed in their hearts: "I'm sick, God's fishing head."

The guy from Penglaiju also hurriedly ran up:

"Master Chen, run away quickly. These Khitans are from the Liao Chamber of Commerce. These people are so fierce. No one in our Great Zhou dares to provoke them. You can clean up quickly and return to Bianliang overnight."

Chen Buer looked at his companions: "What should I do? I'm so scared, will we escape?"

Pan Mingguang has seen the benefits of his hidden weapons several times, and now his self-confidence is already full of energy:

"Stop running away, hurry up and find something to eat. I've been busy for a day and my stomach is hungry. But today I don't eat seafood. I'm tired of eating it. Let's go eat roasted whole lamb!"

Just Du Zongzhe, the most timid, is now full of confidence: "Let's go, burn the whole sheep, I'll treat you tonight."

A group of young men laughed and didn't take it seriously, just shook their heads and walked out of the inn one by one, but no one knew what was the stuff they were wearing on their waists?

The Penglaiju saw that these people did not listen to their advice, so anxious that they walked straight to the shopkeeper and went to inform the shopkeeper. There might be something wrong today and they had to find the boss behind them.

Chen Buer and more than 20 people went out. Under the guidance of passers-by, they found a mutton restaurant and ordered three roasted whole lambs in one breath.

There are a large number of grassland sheep sent from the north to trade in Dengzhou. They are fat, tender and have no smell of smell. They taste many times better than the sheep in Bianliang.

Chen Buer was eating so hard that he was already thinking about it. When he was about to leave, he had to buy a batch of grassland sheep and go back.

Who knew that as they ate, they found that there was no one in the mutton restaurant?

The thin man was smarter and immediately felt that he was no longer looking for the hall. He whispered to the fat man and Huang Yi next to him:

Gu Shu

"Stop eating, prepare guys, the atmosphere is a bit wrong, I seem to smell a lot of slutty."

"Slutty?"

"It's the slutty thing about the Khitans in the inn just now. We're probably surrounded."

When everyone heard this, they would not doubt the thin dog's nose at all. They immediately took a towel and wiped their hands casually, and then took out their pistols.

Several other people were well-trained and immediately scattered to several corners of the mutton restaurant, looking out.

Outside, there were vaguely seeing many people's heads, which were illuminated like electric bulbs under the moonlight.

"Khitans!"

Chen Buer had long seen his strange actions, but he didn't care.

As long as it is not a large army, ordinary pirates, bandits, gangsters, hooligans, even yamen runners, martial arts masters, etc. will not be his opponents, and they will give away their heads when they come.

After a while, a person walked in at the entrance of the mutton restaurant. He was about forty years old, fat, and still had the iconic baldness, and the sexy aura of the prairie.

After the man came in, he looked around the crowd in the field, then walked straight towards Chen Buer, and a slight sound of pistols opening safety came from the room.

"May I ask, are you from Jingshitang, Bianliang, Chen Buer, who can cure intestinal abscesses, and Mr. Chen?"

"Uh? Is that polite?"

The few people stopped their mouths, and Chen Buer looked at him blankly. The style was wrong.

According to the routine of ordinary film and television dramas, the Khitan shouldn't have overturned their table first after coming in, then shouted Baga, pulled out a knife and slashed at everyone.

Then a group of warriors rushed out from outside and chopped them up to meet others, and everyone fought together.

In the end, when the people died almost, the yamen runners of Dengzhou Prefecture arrived late, and the protagonist jumped away, hiding his merits and fame.

"I am, are you?"

The bald, big belly Khitan bent and said respectfully:

"I will introduce myself. I am Xiao Saba of the Liao Chamber of Commerce. In the evening, my subordinates heard that they offended Mr. Chen so much, so I rushed over to apologize. I hope Mr. Chen has a lot of them, so I forgive us this time."

As the saying goes, don’t hit people with a smile. If the other party is so polite, he will give face. Besides, there is no major conflict between the two parties. Chen Buer was a little polite:

"It's okay, a little bit of a problem, just apologize, just waive this order tonight."

Xiao Saba was a little surprised: "How did Mr. Chen know that this mutton restaurant belong to our Liao Dynasty Chamber of Commerce?"

Chen Buhao pointed to the surrounding environment and said, "Didn't this decoration style, this delicious grassland sheep, and this empty restaurant all remind you that this is a shop opened by you Khitans."

"Mr. Chen is indeed extremely intelligent and has superb medical skills. It turns out that he has become a young man since ancient times. Xiao admires him."

Pan Mingguang quietly touched Zhu Lichen next to him: "What are you talking about this person selling in the gourd?"

Zhu Lichen said without raising his head, chewing on the legs of lamb:

"If you have nothing to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief. What else can he be so polite? It's impossible that it's because we are handsome, right? I think about it and know that one of his masters must be sick, and he asked Qi Ge'er for help."
Chapter completed!