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Lu Junbao replied gruffly: "I saw two buns, I'm hungry and want to eat buns!"

"Aha..."

Yang Jin smiled again, having fun, I really want to call this guy a fool, but it's not cheap to come to this bar to spend, at least a few hundred yuan, which is nothing to a person like him, but if he is like Lu Junbao Such a country bumpkin is not a small amount. I am afraid that after a few glasses of wine, he will have to drink up his hard work for a month. I wonder if he knows the price of Xiaobaidiao's wine?

"Marriage" costs 800 yuan a glass, and others like "memory" cost five or six hundred. The wine that Xiaobai personally mixes is not cheap, but it is still crowded. It's not just that she is a fairy. It's so-so, and it's also because the wine she concocts is really unique and incomparable.

"Hey, do you know how much a glass of wine that Miss Bai costs? You have come to the wrong place. You want to drink. At the night market, you can drink a case of beer for 50 yuan..." [

Yang Jin couldn't help laughing at Lu Junbao again, and also wanted Lu Junbao to understand the price of Xiaobaidiao's wine, and then look at his stupid face with his mouth wide open and his face pale with fright!

Lu Junbao put down his glass, and asked stupidly: "The best beer costs eight yuan a bottle, such a small cup, the most expensive is not more than ten yuan a cup, right? Don't worry, even ten yuan , I can afford to drink ten cups and eight cups!"

"ten bucks?"

Yang Jin's eyes widened, and he said, "I'll show you ten yuan, Brother Baozi, the cup that Miss Bai gave you just now costs 800 yuan, and the one you drank before costs 500 yuan. Two glasses of wine cost one thousand and thirteen, you figured it out!"

"Three thousand?"

Lu Junbao simply jumped up and shouted: "Why don't you go and grab it, you son of a bitch, you don't know how to fool me?"

When he said this, Lu Junbao even popped out his local dialect, vividly expressing the image of a bumpkin.

When did Yang Jin ever call someone a "turtle son"?As soon as he heard that his eyebrows raised, he would become annoyed.

But Xiaobai said softly: "Sir, please don't speak foul words, Mr. Yang is a famous gentleman, um, forget it, let me buy you a drink!"

Yang Jin spewed anger to the side of his throat, and stopped Xiaobai with a word. He groaned and forcibly endured it, and stared at Lu Junbao coldly. Since Miss Bai said that he was gentle and polite, then this fire must not be allowed. It's time to make a good impression in front of her.

Lu Junbao took out a crumpled 50 yuan bill from his trouser pocket, threw it on the counter, and said, "You son of a bitch wants to coax me, but there's no way. I'll pay for the 50 yuan. At best, it's 30 yuan." Yuan, don’t need to look for the rest, tip, don’t think I can’t get used to it!”

Yang Jin couldn't help turning green with anger, but he didn't want to show his fierce side in front of Xiao Bai. If he wanted to be outside, he would have to call someone to beat up the bumpkin.

"Young man, this place is not something you can afford. Remember, don't come in next time. Young Master Yang will pay for today's drink for you!"

Yang Jin's mind was also spinning quickly, and suddenly he thought of an action that could not only please Xiao Bai, but also attack Lu Junbao, a bumpkin. If the wine was not worth that price, who would give so much money for no reason?

But Yang Jin's act of pretending to be arrogant was cut short!