Code Farmer Comprehension

Zhang Deming looked at the proprietress indifferently, a little puzzled, not knowing what the other party was talking about.

Seeing Zhang Deming's expression, the proprietress thought that he didn't care, and guessed that he was a rich man who didn't care about the little money, so she breathed a sigh of relief: "Then eat slowly."

Zhang Deming watched the proprietress leave inexplicably, then turned to look at the little boy who was sitting, and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't you mind sharing a table? There are no more seats here."

The little boy Yi Huaihai looked at Zhang Deming with a smile, his eyes lingered on Zhang Deming's clothes for a moment, and replied: "Brother, you don't mind."

Zhang Deming paused slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Fellow Daoists call me Senior Brother? Could it be that you are?"

Yi Huaihai said with a smile: "I am a disciple of an aristocratic family outside the Tianling Sect. This time I went to the Tianling Sect hoping to enter the outer sect."

Zhang Deming asked suspiciously, "You alone?"

Although the other party is a practitioner, there is still something wrong with a person at this age, right?

The family is so big-hearted?

Yi Huaihai fell silent when he heard the words, Zhang Deming saw this, the two had never met each other and did not ask questions.

Yi Huaihai smiled and asked, "Want to eat something together?"

It can be seen that this child is very precocious, and his mind is not low.

Zhang Deming looked at it, and found that it was all ordinary dishes without spiritual food, so there would be no expense.

The money is in Tianlingmen, and after working as a handyman for more than two years, its value is comparable to steamed buns.

Therefore, Zhang Deming was not polite, he held his chopsticks and said, "Okay!"

"Yo, two little brothers can't finish it."

Just picked up the chopsticks and planned to have a friendly chat, an old man who was a bit drunk, reeked of alcohol, hadn't showered and washed his hair for many years, dressed very sloppily, looked like a beggar, and greeted him.

The strong biochemical weapons made Zhang Deming and Yi Huaihai, who were about to eat, frown.

The other party directly sat next to Zhang Deming carelessly, looking at Zhang Deming, the only adult who didn't speak, but frowning tightly, he opened his mouth and said:

"Come on, the old beggar will help you solve it."

As he said that, he wanted to reach out to grab the vegetables, and a lot of dirt was clearly visible on the whole hand.

"You'd better think about it before you do it."

Yi Huaihai spoke softly, with a soft tone without much force.

Zhang Deming came in just now, and he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and he was just sharing tables and eating together, so he just watched without saying a word.

The old man's hands paused, and he took a serious look at Yi Huaihai and Zhang Deming, especially Zhang Deming's hands. He didn't find any calluses, so he replied with a smile:

"Oh, don't be so stingy, you guys are so generous, it has aroused the glutton in my stomach, old beggar.

Anyway, the two of you can't finish eating, so I'll help you kill it so as not to waste it. "

While talking, he had already reached out and clawed a piece of meat, and threw it into his mouth.

"Well, the taste is really good."

After finishing speaking, he continued to reach out for another dish.

His hands and claws were full of stains, stained with grease, and fell on many dishes, and he couldn't eat most of the dishes.

Yi Huaihai's face turned cold, he directly pulled out the dagger from his arms, and slashed at it.

The old man didn't care, he ate with his claws and changed his moves with the other, and he easily dispelled all of Yi Huaihai's attacks.

He said vaguely with a lazy smile: "Don't be so angry at such a young age, at worst, I, an old beggar in Liuzhou, owe you one time.

You don't care, it's not good to use knives and guns at such a young age. "

Zhang Deming glanced at the other party lightly, but didn't answer.

When he reported the old beggar in Liuzhou, the eyes of those around who had been staring at Zhang Deming and the two with malicious intentions were instantly withdrawn, and many people withdrew their eyes, at least not so carelessly.

At this moment, Yi Huaihai laughed, the old man had already moved eight of the ten dishes in front of him, but the one in front of him and Zhang Deming did not move.

Obviously, the other party not only intends to eat and drink, but also sees that Zhang Deming and Zhang Deming love to be clean, so they want to rub eight.

"That's right, isn't it just a table of dishes!" The old beggar misunderstood Yi Huaihai's smile and said.

Yi Huaihai shook his head, put away the dagger in his hand, Zhang Deming watched quietly, the baby looked young, but Zhang Deming found out that the other party was an intermediate apprentice.

Not to mention the old beggar, even this room is not enough for this baby to fight alone.

The reason why he lost just now was entirely because the baby didn't use any spiritual power. Obviously, he couldn't beat this obvious veteran.

Zhang Deming quietly watched the other party eat all kinds of dishes, only the one in front of Zhang Deming and Yi Huaihai didn't move among the ten dishes, he still seemed to feel that he had principles.

After a long time, Zhang Deming watched the other party finish eating, and he ate up all eight dishes, which is really huge.

"Hi, it's been a long time since I feel so comfortable. Today is my old beggar, Meng Lang. I owe you one." The old man patted his stomach and said to Zhang Deming, who had been silent all this time.

Zhang Deming didn't pay any attention to the other party, he roughly recalled, this guy thought he belonged to his parents?

In addition to the words and reaction of the proprietress just now, that is to say, the child has not been here for long, and he is guessing about the matter with him.

At this moment, Yi Huaihai smiled and asked, "Have you finished eating?"

The old man nodded and said, "It's over."

"Have you eaten?" Yi Huaihai continued to ask.

The old man nodded with a smile and said: "Eat well, what's wrong with the little baby, still not convinced?

Do you really think that I, the old beggar, are here to rub you for food?

You don't have any calluses all over your body, and your fist and kick skills are really average. You are obviously not a practicing family, and the parent next to you is not much worse.

A whole body of money was still clinking on the table, and without a servant, he appeared in this inn with no village in front of him or a store behind.

Old beggar, if I don't give you this meal, do you believe that you won't be able to walk half a mile tomorrow?

Do you really think that I care about your food?

In this huge Liuzhou, if I say something to the old beggar, I don’t know how many people will line up to invite me to eat nonsense, how rare? "

Zhang Deming nodded, and interjected: "Well, you are Hong Qigong, I probably guessed it."

"Hong Qigong? Who is that?" the old man asked in confusion.

Zhang Deming didn't answer the other party, and continued: "However, it's okay if you don't talk about what you said just now!

After eating and drinking, guard us, help us drive away these malicious people around us, and escort us to the destination. If we are ordinary people, it will be more like this.

But if you say it again after eating, it seems deliberate.

By the way, do you really not recognize my clothes? Or."

Zhang Deming didn't say anything about the subsequent guesses.

"Clothes?" The old beggar frowned and looked at Zhang Deming's clothes, but he didn't find any problems for a long time.