Chu Huan only took a look and knew that the two of them were from Xiliang. Although they were wearing brocade clothes, their special leather felt hats were the most obvious symbol of the Xiliang people.

Chu Huan also understood why the two men looked at the dressing something wrong. The felt hats of the Xiliang people and the brocade clothes of the Central Plains people were naturally very awkward. Moreover, the two men were burly in shape, and they could match only when wearing the leather clothes of the Xiliang people.

The two men stepped into the restaurant, looked around, and sat down at the table not far from Chu Huan. Soon a shopkeeper came up. The big man in the cun-eared man pointed at Chu Huan and ordered: "What do they eat, give me a serving like them."

Chu Huan treated her to a treat, and the dishes were abundant. The shopkeeper agreed to go down, but did not ask the guests to wait too long, so the wine and food were delivered.

The man who was so cun bent was not polite. He picked up the wine pot, took off the lid, and drank a large sip at the mouth of the pot. Before he could get into his stomach, the man sprayed it onto the ground and frowned and asked, "Is this water or wine?"

The shop clerk frowned and said, "Customer, of course this is wine. Could it be that you can't tell whether it is wine or water?"

The big man next to him stood up suddenly, reached out and grabbed the clerk's neckline with a fierce face, and said angrily: "What did you say?"

The shop guy was surprised and said, "What are you going to do? Let go!"

The big man in the cunxu raised his hand and said, "Qu Lujin, let it go!"

The big man named Qu Lujin snorted coldly, let go of his hand, and the big man in the cubby beard asked, "Is this the best wine here?"

The shopkeeper pointed to Chu Huan and said, "Didn't you say that everything is like the guest officials over there? The guest officials over there are such wines, and they are also the best wines in our store."

The big man in the cunt beard glanced at Chu Huan, shook his head and sighed: "It turns out that the good wine in the capital of Qin is just like this. It is said that Qin is rich in land and everything is good. Now it seems that it is just a false reputation."

The shop's guy is in the capital, and seeing that these two people are from Xiliang, they have no good feelings from the bottom of their hearts. He heard the man who cun-shou said this, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "What the guest said is wrong. How many customers have eaten in the shop from south to north, but few say that the wine in the shop is not good. If you can't get used to drinking, you can make some good wine yourself."

The big man in the cub smiled and took off a leather bag from his waist, saying, "Of course we need to prepare." He pulled out the plug of the wine bag and said to the shop clerk: "This is the real good wine. Do you know what kind of wine is this wine?"

The shop clerk shook his head, and the man who was so smirking said, "This is the ancient city, a real man's wine. Since you say your wine is good, I won't argue with you. Come and drink my wine and taste what is really good wine." He handed over the wine bag and stared at the shop clerk's eyes with a smile. Seeing the shop clerk hesitant, he laughed and said, "It turns out that the Qin people dare not even drink wine!"

The shopkeeper was aroused by this, snatched the wine bag, and drank it. As soon as the wine was in his mouth, he immediately turned his head and spit it out. He couldn't help but say, "What is this? What kind of fine wine is better than this one in my store." He threw the wine bag on the table and said, "You two drink this beautiful bar slowly by themselves. Hehe, they are indeed barbarians, and they can't even tell the difference..."

Qu Lujin was annoyed again, grabbed the shopkeeper's arm, and said angrily: "Are you saying that our wine is not good?"

"Oh, are you sure?" The shop guy seemed to be a stubborn guy, with a look of pain on his face: "Let go quickly, oh, your arm is about to be broken by you, I...I'm going to call someone!"

At this time, several shop assistants had already come over, and some people shouted: "No, the people of Xiliang are going to cause trouble in the shop."

The Cunxu Dahan and Qu Lujin wore felt hats, which were the symbols of the people of Xiliang. In addition, the faces of these two people were slightly different from those of the Central Plains. The cheekbones were a little taller than those of the Central Plains. Moreover, the jaws of the people of Xiliang were wider than those of the Central Plains. Most of the people of Xiliang had wide faces, and there were few melon-shaped faces.

This building is home to visit every day, and several friends have long recognized these two people as from Xiliang.

The man with a deep brow frowned and said, "Qu Lujin, let him go, drink and drink happily. If you don't feel happy here, pay the bill, let's change the place."

Qu Lujin raised his hand and pointed at the shop assistant's nose and said, "Let's spare you today. Remember, the ancient city roast is our Xiliang man's wine. The real men drink the ancient city roast. Only women will drink the bad wine like you." After letting go, the shop assistant held his arms, and the pain on his face was endless.

Qu Lujin reached out to his waist and touched it. The expression on his face suddenly became strange. Seeing that Qu Lujin's face was wrong, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qu Lujin didn't answer immediately, and touched his body around again. Several of the guys next to him looked at him, and one of them sneered: "It's not that he didn't bring any money, right? Hehe, if you want to eat free food in our store, that won't be enough."

"Didn't you really bring money?" said the big man in a husked frown.

Qu Lujin shook his head and said, "I remember clearly that I brought a silver bag, but... but now I can't find it." He frowned, thought for a while, and said, "It must have been crowded on the street before and was stolen."

Several of the guys were gloating. A guy had already called the shopkeeper. The fat-headed and big-eared shopkeeper ran over and shouted from a distance: "Who dares to eat free food here?"

Without giving instructions, several friends had already surrounded the two of them in the middle, and some even reached out to pull the bench. Look at the posture, they wanted to teach the two people of Xiliang a lesson.

The big man in the cun-eared man said to the shopkeeper who ran over, "How much does it cost in total?"

The fat shopkeeper glanced at the wine and food on the table and said, "These are all signature dishes in our store. The price is not cheap. You asked for two bottles of the best wine in our store. One bottle seems to be useless. It doesn't count it as if it were...well, twelve taels and three coins in silver!"

The man in the cunxu said, "It's cheap." He said to the shopkeeper: "Our silver was stolen. We will owe it today, and we will double the silver owed another day."

"I don't care if I add it or not." The fat shopkeeper laughed and said, "But I don't have to pay any credit for my small business."

The big man in the cun beard frowned and said, "Our silver has been stolen and cannot be paid now."

Qu Lujin also sneered: "You Qin people have such a despicable means, they actually steal in the street. The capital of Qin State is rampant, thieves are rampant. Humph, this is really unexpected."

"It's not our business whether you steal or not." The fat shopkeeper pulled down his face: "Your money was stolen. Do you want to be robbers because of this? Eating free food in this store is no different from robbers."

"Yes, even if you steal something, it's just a small fuss." A guy pulled his neck and said, "But if it's a robber, it's a big thief, and he wants to cut off his head. You say that the thief is shameless, and I see that you Xiliang people are even more shameless in their ability to be robbers!"

Qu Lujin lifted the fist as big as a vinegar bowl and said sternly: "Don't be arrogant!" Look at it, and he was about to take action.

The man with a big man looked a little bad, but he was still calm and asked, "Shopkeeper, what do you think you should do? When you are away, everyone will have difficulties. We are not going to pay back the debt. We will be paid ten times the amount in the future. Why can't we be able to make peace?"

"Today's day's day's day's day's day's day's day, everyone eats free food like you. Do I need to do this business?" The fat shopkeeper looked at the two of them with his eyes and laughed, "I'll give you an idea. Don't you have no money? I see that the clothes you wear are worth some money. Take off two clothes and you will be worth the money for the meal."

Qu Lujin could no longer bear it, and bullied himself in front of him. One hand had already grabbed the collar of the fat shopkeeper. A man shouted, "The thief is taking action." One of them swung the bench in his hand and smashed it down according to Qu Lujin's head.

Chu Huan frowned, but saw the bench smashing down by the bench. Qu Lujin's other hand had already raised the block. The bench hit Qu Lujin's arm, and with a "click", it was broken into two pieces.

Qu Lujin was safe and sound, and all the shopkeepers were stunned.

Qu Lujin felt angry in his heart. Without saying a word, he grabbed the arm of the fat shopkeeper's collar and pushed forward. The fat shopkeeper's fat body flew out and landed on the ground. He screamed "Ouch" and couldn't get up for a moment. He shouted: "Go and report to the official, hurry up and report to the official, stop them, and don't let the two people from Xiliang run away!"

The restaurant is not big or small, and there are still more than a dozen people. At this time, they all gathered together. Someone even summoned the chefs behind. Five or six chefs cooking in the kitchen rushed over with rolling pins and kitchen knives.

Bai Xiaozi leaned close to Chu Huan's ear and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what should we do? Do you need help?"

Sun Zikong beside him had already whispered: "These two people from Xiliang are really domineering. Let's help send the people from Xiliang to official positions." Then he thought of something and said: "Sir, aren't you an official? Do you care about this matter?"

Chu Huan glanced at Sun Zikong, and at this moment, footsteps sounded outside the restaurant. Four Wu Jingwei had already rushed into the store. Seeing the scene in the store, he shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Who is going to make trouble here?"

Wujingwei is everywhere in the capital, patrolling the streets and alleys day and night, but there is a stir, Wujingwei can arrive as soon as possible.

Even a while ago, the prince-in-law Huang Tinglang was assassinated, and the patrol of Wujing Guards became more diligent. The guards of the capital were even more severe than before. These Wujing Guards were patrolling this street. When they heard passers-by say that they started fighting here, they immediately rushed over like wolves and tigers.

When the man with a beard and a bearded man looked even more ugly when he saw Wu Jingwei coming in, his face suddenly became even more ugly. The fat shopkeeper was helped up and pointed at the two people from Xiliang and shouted to Wu Jingwei: "Several officials, these two people from Xiliang. They don't give money to eat, and they even beat people."

A Wu Jingwei held the hilt of his waist and walked forward, looked at the scene, stared at Qu Lujin and said, "Are you causing trouble? It's said that the people of Xiliang are so good at causing trouble, they are barbaric, and they are really like this." He waved his hand, "Come on, arrest these two guys and take them to the office for interrogation."

This street is not within the scope of Ximen Station, and is just a short distance from Ximen Station, but Chu Huan did not know these people. He saw the man who was clenched his fists and his blue veins thrust. Then his fist slowly loosened, and his cold expression slowly eased down, and he said, "Everyone, our silver was stolen and we couldn't take out the silver for the time being. We are wrong to hit people. Let's get the silver now!"

"Don't talk so much nonsense. If you hit someone, just say sorry is useful?" Wu Jingwei said: "If it's useful, what do we do if we do the job? Let's go, go to the office and talk about what you have to go there."

The man with a big beard seemed to not want to go to the yamen, frowned and looked embarrassed on his face.
Chapter completed!