Turns Out I'm the God of War Who's No Appeal
Making tables?
Nansha is huge.
Prosperous places were very prosperous, and remote places were also very remote, and because of the vast territory, the cities were almost all far apart.
Fortunately, the scenery along the way was also very beautiful.
At least Yi Feng looked along the way, many sights he could not see in his previous life.
"Sir, I..."
At this moment, Wu Yonghong came over and said hesitantly: "I just received word that there are some problems in my family that I have to solve again, and because of those problems, I have to, I want to borrow some people to help together, and I hope Mr.”
Hearing this, Uncle Wang and the others also came when they heard the news.
"Oh, what's going on in your house?"
Yi Feng asked quickly, knowing in his heart that Wu Yonghong was indeed not from Pingjiang City.
"It's a little troublesome, the story is long, but I don't need to bother Mr. Wu." Wu Yonghong said quickly: "I just hope Master and everyone can agree."
"There is no such thing as a grant or a rejection. If you have something to do, go back and finish it!" Yi Feng said quickly: "Whatever you say you want some of them to help as well, I naturally have no opinion, just need their own approval. It's fine."
Saying that, Yi Feng turned his gaze to Old Man Wang and the others.
“Our group of people are old friends. If our friend is in trouble, we should help,” Uncle Wang said with a smile.
"As long as you don't have an opinion, I will naturally have no problem."
"Yes, they're old friends."
For a while, the others also expressed their opinions.
Seeing this, Wu Yonghong immediately showed his gratitude and bowed to everyone.
"Thank you Sir, thank you all!"
Seeing this, Yi Feng said again: "Old Wu, you don't need to be too polite. If it's really troublesome there, you can say something useful to me."
Hearing this, Wu Yonghong was extremely grateful, and the worry that was on his face suddenly disappeared.
To him, Yi Feng's words were an absolute guarantee.
After packing up a bit, Wu Yonghong began the itinerary with Pork Rong, Old Man Wang, and Lu Dasheng.
And after everyone left, Yi Feng discovered that it was very quiet, and he was the only one left with Gu Benwei and his dog.
However, there are advantages to having fewer people.
After a little rest, one person, one bone and one dog, embark on another spring trip.
When he arrived at the next town, Yi Feng was already hungry.
Worse, the city was very small, and Yi Feng searched for a long time before finding a restaurant.
But when I went in and looked around, I found that it was already full of people, and there were no empty seats at all.
This really pitiful Yi Feng.
When you talk about the next restaurant, it's hard to say, and if you're waiting for a table here, you don't know that you have to wait until the Monkey Year and the Horse Moon.
It was a middle-aged man, dressed gracefully, with a red face.
At the same time, there was a man in black clothes standing behind him, who looked like a guard, it could be seen that this man had some identity.
A little hesitant, Yi Feng walked over there.
Seeing Yi Feng walk over, the black-clothed guard stepped forward to intercept Yi Feng.
But the middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Go back."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Yi Feng and asked with interest.
He was very curious about what the young man was doing here.
Under his questioning gaze, Yi Feng smiled and clenched his fists and asked, "This man, I'm really hungry, but I don't have any vacancies, so is it convenient to make a table with you?"
The middle-aged man who looked at Yi Feng raised his eyebrows.
The corner of his mouth was raised.
Make tables?
This mortal man in front of him was rather interesting, it seemed that no one dared to sit before him to eat!
"sit."
He stretched out his hand unexpectedly.
Good guy.
Yi Feng was overjoyed, he folded his fists towards the middle-aged man, and sat down.
Seeing this, the expression of the black-robed guard turned cold.
But the middle-aged man did not say anything, he naturally did not dare to act rashly.
Soon, some dishes were on the table.
Without saying a word, Yi Feng moved his chopsticks and started eating, and Yi Feng felt very satisfied after a few mouthfuls of dishes.
One more sip of wine, more satisfying.
Immediately order a pot of wine, but drink it in one gulp, but it is very difficult to drink it.
Just when Yi Feng did not know what to do, he discovered that next to the middle-aged man, there was a delicate little bottle with a faint fragrance.
This made Yi Feng's eyes suddenly light up.
“Eh, brother, can I drink your wine, the wine in this restaurant is really bad,” Yi Feng said with a smile.
As soon as these words fell, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the black-robed guard.
This guy is so brave!
The middle-aged man was also surprised.
It's fine to fight one table with him, but you still want to drink his wine?