Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 251: Huh? I didn't make them stupid. They are just like this.
You won’t be allowed to leave unless you pay compensation.

Xia Lin finally understood what it meant to blackmail people regardless of age. What kind of overbearing principle is this? She kissed her own baby, and she wanted to pay for it, so she should take some of it.

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with this guy. Isn't this a disease?"

Xia Lin rolled his eyes at her, turned around and pulled Narcissus away, but how could Hong Yuan let Xia Lin go? Although there was an order from the Guangfu that swords were not allowed to be unsheathed during fights, even though she had unsheathed her sword before, she had locked it back into the scabbard when she went up to stop them.

"Are you going to take action!?"

Xia Lin pointed at Hong Yuan and said, "You are such a rude woman. What did I break? I want you to pay me? Have you never seen money before?"

Hong Yuan spread her arms to block him: "I don't have much money to begin with. I was planning to have a good meal today and leave tomorrow! What you've done is making it so that I can't even have a full stomach."

As she spoke, tears were about to fall: "You have to pay me back!"

After hearing this, Xia Lin looked down at Narcissus, then narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "No, are you going to commit suicide?"

"None of your business! Pay the money!"

Xia Lin sneered, "Alas, good words can't persuade a damned ghost, I won't stop you. But since you said it's your last meal. Then how about this, there's a regular restaurant over there, I'll treat you."

There are differences between official restaurants and taverns. So-called official restaurants basically have some official nature. An official restaurant in a city is almost the most upscale restaurant in the city, but the difference between it and an ordinary restaurant is that an official restaurant has its own wine-making workshop.

Generally speaking, each store has its own special wine, such as Zuixianlou in Luoyang, Yingxianlou in Beijing, Yangxianju in Chengdu, and even Mengshenglou in Fuliang. If other places want to buy these wines, they need to purchase them from the store, and they all have quotas.

This is called a genuine store. The prices are high but the products are good and have their own characteristics.

"really?"

Hong Yuan narrowed her eyes and looked at Xia Lin: "Don't lie to me."

"I'm lying to you, little girl. Go out and ask around to find out when I, Zhang Zhongchun, have ever lied to anyone."

"You lead the way!"

Hong Yuan actually planned to assassinate Xia Lin tomorrow. Regardless of success or failure, this would be her last meal. If successful, she would take Xia Lin's head to the grave of her parents and uncle and commit suicide. If she failed... if she failed, she would definitely be chopped into meat paste.

Xia Lin walked forward leisurely, fanning himself and holding Narcissus's hand.

Hong Yuan cursed behind them: "How shameless! Two men hugging and kissing each other, it's disgusting."

"Are you sick?" Xia Lin turned around and said, "If I don't hug her, should I hug you?"

"Disgusting." Hong Yuan said with disgust: "The morals of this world are corrupted by people like you."

Xia Lin was too lazy to pay attention to her and let her grumble and complain all the way.

When they arrived at the main store, the waiter came out to greet them warmly: "Dear guests, please come in. Do you want to eat or drink?"

"Everything is ready."

"Okay!" The waiter welcomed the wealthy Xia Lin to a private room and said, "Sir, what would you like to eat? How about wine? As for wine, our Osmanthus Golden Toad is the favorite of the Imperial Concubine."

Xia Lin casually took out a ten-liang ingot of silver and said, "Give me the most expensive one. If ten liang is not enough, I'll settle it later."

"Okay! Please wait, I'll be there soon!"

Hong Yuan was obviously a worldly-wise person, so she was not too surprised. She just turned her face away and followed Xia Lin into the private room, where she knelt down.

"Little sister, I don't know why you want to commit suicide, but since you said it's your last meal, I will definitely arrange it for you tonight. After you die, remember to bless your brother to be safe and sound."

"Okay, I'll bless you." Hong Yuan was not polite: "Do you want fame or wealth?"

"As for me, I want peace, happiness, longevity and health."

"Change it. This one is too big for me to protect."

Xia Lin was amused by this remark: "No, stinky sister, are you always so talkative when you talk?"

Hong Yuan rolled her eyes and said, "You are such a money-grubbing wretch, you dare to call me your sister? Oh, you really don't know how to live or die. This is today. If it were any other day, I would have hit you in the face with my scabbard. If I wasn't dying, you wouldn't be worthy of sitting here and eating with me. You would have to wait outside with a bowl in your hand while I eat."

Xia Lin didn't care about her nonsense. After all, one's values ​​are determined by his facial features. This little girl was a little abstract, but if you take a closer look under this light, she looked pretty good and her waist was really amazing. You can tell at a glance that she was someone who exercised regularly.

"Why do you have a basin? Is it because you have eaten too much and you want to eat one before continuing?" "Looking at the dirty words you say, you must be washing your hands. Well, people like you probably have never seen a good life and have nothing but some loose change."

Hong Yuan looked down on these merchants from the bottom of her heart. She didn't say anything else after she finished speaking. She just held her sword and waited for the delicious food.

The first dish that came up had a resounding name, Osmanthus Cicada. When it came up, Xia Lin saw a circle of fried cockroach-like things. This thing is really a famous Cantonese dish...but the shape is really a bit scary.

Anyway, Shui Xian didn't dare to eat it, but Xia Lin was okay. However, the woman in red was very skilled at eating it. Xia Lin frowned, then looked up and asked the waiter who was about to serve the second dish: "How much is this insect per plate?"

"Sir, these sweet-scented osmanthus cicadas are expensive. We only picked the biggest and best ones. We couldn't even fit a plate with a hundred of them. A plate this big would probably cost one or two taels of silver."

Xia Lin nodded, and then saw that the second dish was actually a bunch of round things. He asked again: "What is this?"

"Vole, plump voles, marinated with Persian spices, hung in the oven, brushed with sugar water and roasted. The taste is delicate, please enjoy it."

Narcissus had closed her eyes at this moment, and leaned on Xia Lin's shoulder with a pale face, not daring to move, for fear that she would vomit out the overnight meal if she moved even a little.

Xia Lin really didn't think it was a big deal. When they were doing field adaptation training before, they had to swallow raw meat. This thing looked really good.

He first ate an osmanthus cicada. It was fried so it had a crispy texture. The taste was somewhere between mantis shrimp and crab, very fresh and with a special fragrance, it even had a bit of osmanthus flavor.

But this thing is suitable for girls, there is too little meat, not much to eat. So he picked up a big field mouse, this mouse is good, it is really as big as a kitten, take a bite, it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, how to describe the meat... It is similar to the texture of lamb, but a little firmer, without any smell of mutton, only the aroma of meat and oil.

When I put it in my mouth... Hmm! Yes, it feels like eating a rabbit with oil, but it is more fragrant and has more layers. If you dip it in the expensive Persian seasoning on the side, the taste is even more distinct. I can't stop eating it.

I have to say, these Cantonese people really know how to eat. How did they come up with all these things, especially the osmanthus cicada. Xia Lin had finished eating the roasted mouse, but the fragrance of the osmanthus cicada was still left in his mouth. He could clearly feel the fragrance with every breath.

At this moment, the woman in red had already eaten half of the osmanthus cicada. The servant continued to serve the dishes, and the meal was gradually returning to normal, but they were all delicacies.

There were all kinds of delicacies from land and sea. After all the dishes were served, the shopkeeper even brought the chef over to ask Xia Lin in person how he enjoyed the meal.

"Okay, okay, you deserve the good business. This table is not cheap, right?"

"According to your instructions, the standard is twenty taels."

Xia Lin smacked his lips, and directly bid for the fifty-liang ticket and sent it over: "Get some good wine, and spend about thirty or forty liang of money. The rest of the money is a reward for the cook and the servants, you can divide it among yourselves."

The cook and the servant were naturally grateful and went down excitedly. At this time, the table was already full of delicious food, and the woman in red was eating as if she had never eaten in her previous life.

"Slow down, slow down, ouch." Xia Lin waved his hand in front of her and said, "You come from a wealthy family, how come you are like a starving ghost now?"

"My family has fallen into poverty." Hong Yuan replied, "You don't allow me to do that?"

"Xu Xu Xu."

But now Hong Yuan put down the chicken leg: "How do you know I come from a wealthy family?"

Xia Lin laughed: "There is a saying among the bandits in my hometown that if you kidnap a child from the foot of the mountain, you give him fish to eat. If a child wants to eat the fish crescent meat, then you have to ask his family for a high price. If you want to eat the fish belly, then that's enough. But if you want to eat the fish back, you will basically let him go the next day."

"Why is that?" Hong Yuan raised her head curiously: "Why do we eat fish?"

"It's not about why you eat fish, but where you eat it. Those who eat the fish crescent meat are favored by the family. Those who eat the fish belly are second-rate. But if you eat the fish back, you won't get much money even if you want it, because you are not favored by the family."

Hong Yuan tilted her head and looked at Xia Lin, a pretty standard head tilt: "What does that have to do with me being from a wealthy family?"

"Of course they are related." Xia Lin's fan clapped in his hands. "Osmanthus cicada, this thing is not cheap. You only ate the most delicious part when you ate it. You didn't touch the edible parts that the servant said just now. This shows that you have not only eaten this thing but also eaten it frequently. So you are neither an outsider nor a poor person. You are the child of a local rich family."

Xia Lin rested one hand on the table: "Then the question is, why do you say today is your last meal? What are you going to do? Robbing the execution ground?"

"What do you tube?"

"Tell me, maybe I can help you. Promise not to tell anyone else."

"Can you really guarantee that?"

"of course."

"Okay! I'm going to die anyway, so why not tell you? I'm going to assassinate the imperial envoy who is suppressing the rebellion tomorrow!"

"I... who?" Xia Lin held down Shuixian, who had already started to pull out a knife, with one hand and leaned forward: "Who are you going to kill?"

(End of this chapter)