"Sir, would you like to have a meal or stay overnight?"
The waiter with a towel draped over his shoulder walked towards Wang Xiaohai. In his hand was a menu made of thick paper. There was a greasy stain on the upper right corner of the menu. The edges had begun to fray and it looked a little yellow.
The waiter threw the menu on the table. Wang Xiaohai took a glance and found that the prices were not as expensive as he had imagined. A plate was only two or three hundred wen, and a pot of wine was also two hundred wen.
One tael of silver is equal to one thousand copper coins.
"Serve me the first ten dishes, and two pots of wine, daughter's red wine." Wang Xiaohai threw the menu on the table back to the waiter. In total, he spent less than three taels of silver.
"Okay—"
The waiter wiped the mahogany round table in front of Wang Xiaohai, then threw the slightly yellowed towel over his shoulder and walked towards the kitchen.
Soon, the sound of fire and frying pans could be heard in the kitchen. Wang Xiaohai looked around and found that besides him, there was only one table of customers still dining in the restaurant. There were only two guests at that table, wearing white shirts and robes, and looked like scholars.
Three minutes later, the waiter brought the first dish. Soon, all the dishes were put on trays and brought out one after another, including the two pots of daughter's red wine ordered by Wang Xiaohai.
When Wang Xiaohai took the first bite, Guan Er Zhenshen also walked into the store. There was a sound of gold and silver colliding in his pocket. He probably got some money. It had only been more than ten minutes. Wang Xiaohai really wanted to ask him where he got the money?
"You don't want to rob the same true God twice, do you?" When Guan Er saw Wang Xiaohai's eyes, he suddenly regretted entering this tavern for dinner.
"I want to ask you, where did you get the money? You won't really do anything petty theft, will you?" Wang Xiaohai asked while eating. The plate of beef in front of him was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Are you kidding? I'm that kind of god-man!" Guan Er almost let the cat out of the bag. However, no one would believe him even if he said he was a god, because he looked so shabby!
"Then how did you get the money?" Wang Xiaohai drank a pot of wine in just one gulp.
"It's okay to tell you. I saved a merchant, and he gave me this as a thank-you gift," Guan Er Zhenshen said. "A fellow believer was walking down the street with his two servants. The merchant, naturally fearless with his two servants, rushed over to deal with our fellow believer. The result is obvious. If I hadn't intervened, the merchant would have died."
"Oh, how much commission did the businessman give you?" Wang Xiaohai asked curiously.
"What do you want? It's not much!" Guan Er clutched his purse tightly. "This merchant didn't have much money on him. After compensating that fellow, he only has a little left."
After Wang Xiaohai finished eating five dishes, he actually felt full and stuffed - he hadn't felt this way for a long time!
"This spicy tofu is well made." Wang Xiaohai had to give up the idea of attacking the remaining dishes.
"Of course," the waiter standing by the wall continued, "This is made with the highest-quality soybeans in our store. All the ingredients are the best, and the sauce on top is marinated by the kitchen chef for half a year before opening it."
"Bang——"
The half-open door of the tavern was violently slammed open, and a row of constables armed with long knives rushed in. The gleaming knives frightened the waiter so much that he dared not move.
"Who is this?" the captain of the police with a token hanging on his waist shouted.
A haggard-looking businessman walked into the tavern and pointed at Guan Er with a trembling hand: "That's him!"
"Swish" a row of long swords were pointed at Guan Er at the same time. All the constables moved in unison, and it was obvious that they trained regularly.
"Are you kidding me?" Guan Er, who had just taken two sips of wine, put down the wine jug in his hand.
"Yes, it's you!" said the haggard merchant. "You and another strong man teamed up to set a trap, swindled all my money, and even injured my servant."
Wang Xiaohai found it interesting, so he put down the wine jug in his hand, picked up a piece of food with chopsticks, and ate while watching the show.
A fat, bald man came down from upstairs and shouted, "Sir, please fight gently. Our tavern can't stand it!" This man was the owner of the tavern, and he heard the noise.
"What trap did I set? I saved you!" The Second True God finally realized the wickedness of human nature. He saved someone's life, but was repaid with ingratitude! Usually, he interacted with either gods or angels. Gods, for the sake of the Pantheon Mansion, would not embarrass him, and angels were even less willing to do so. So, when he encountered this situation, he was really confused. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, wanting to grab the merchant to his side to clarify things. For a moment, he forgot that he was currently in a suppressed state and body. How could a mortal grab someone from the void?
"You know the passerby who beat up my servant, right?" the merchant said, hiding behind the constable. "You spoke to him for a few words, and he's willing to reconcile with me and ask me to pay you for saving my life. This is clearly a double act!"
"Where have your accomplices escaped to? Tell the truth now!" The captain knocked the table with his knife, making a loud noise.
The tavern owner's expression was a little unnatural, as if he was a little distressed, but he didn't dare to say anything.
"How would I know where that bastard went? We've only met once." Guan Er was telling the truth. He knew most of the gods staying in the Wanshen Mansion.
"So you admit that you know him, so please come with me to the yamen." The captain knocked on the table again.
"I'm sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time to go to the yamen with you." Guan Er drank the wine in the pot in one gulp, and then threw the pot at the captain of the police.
The head constable swung his long knife—
"Bang!"
The ceramic wine jug exploded in the air, and fragments flew everywhere!
"Everyone, come at me together!" The captain slashed at Guan Er's arm with his backhand. His movements were agile, and it was obvious that he had practiced for many years.
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