"Drink to victory!"
After they finished talking, they smiled at each other, then tilted their heads back and drank the wine in their glasses together.
Then they smiled at each other again.
Ah Zhao said first, "Let's go!"
Atang also replied, "Let's go."
Then the two young men rushed out of the tavern like the wind.
The drinkers in the tavern looked at each other in bewilderment.
Suddenly, the shopkeeper behind the counter slammed the counter and exclaimed, "Oh, these two ancestors haven't even settled the bill yet."
After saying that, he called his men to chase after him.
But someone among the drinkers said, "Don't chase them, I already know their accounts."
Everyone looked back and saw a man with a small mustache who looked like a businessman.
There were several people in the group, but their accents didn't sound like they were from Beijing.
Judging from this appearance, people have seen it quite often these days. Most of them are foreign merchants who go to Cuiping Mountain to purchase goods.
When the shopkeeper heard that someone was willing to settle the bill, he naturally didn't care who it was and immediately smiled.
He couldn't help but smile and praise: "Oh, the guest is very generous. So I will thank the guest on behalf of the two young men."
The man with the mustache smiled slightly and said, "There's nothing to thank me for. It's just the price of a few drinks. It's not worth much.
I just think that my Great Qin should have such a good man!"
After saying this, he stood up, took out a coin from his bag, put it on the table, and asked, "Is it enough if you have learned what we have learned as well?"
The shopkeeper was a little stunned, but only came to his senses after hearing this, and hurriedly said repeatedly: "Enough, enough, there is still some to find."
As he said this, he went to the counter to find change.
The merchant smiled and said, "No need to look for it."
As they spoke, the group started walking. When they reached the door, they stopped, turned around and smiled at everyone, saying, "Oh, I forgot to mention that we are from Xunzhou. We are thirty-nine years old. We have never eaten anyone, nor have we been eaten by anyone!"
As he said this, he clasped his fists and bowed slightly, then turned around and walked away again.
Only a group of people in the tavern were left with embarrassed faces.
Especially the one who just said something about Xunzhou and Wuzhou, and that there were savages eating people, he looked even more unhappy, and whimpered: "Everyone, this is really strange. So what if he is from Xunzhou? Xunzhou is big."
But this time no one responded to him.
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