Burial Dragon Cave

Chapter 3 Watching the play

The old ghost listened to Fatty Ma's sigh of hatred: "Fatty, teach me a lesson."

"Old man, what should I say about you! In our two brothers, you don't believe anyone, and you can't believe me.

I sat in a chair to watch a good play.

The old man looked at the fat man with disdain on his face, and his eyes were full of contempt: Fatty, you can't bring out good things, just say directly, don't beat around here, I don't have time.

Hearing this, Fatty Ma immediately became angry: "Don't slap your face! Old ghost."

Seeing that Fatty Ma was angry, although the old man lacked confidence, he secretly measured that if he was timid in front of this fat man this time, he would not raise his head again, so he summoned up the courage to shout back at the fat man in his heart: "Fat Ma, don't want to scare me, I'm not afraid of you."

The old ghost's words are righteous and tough.

After this sentence, the two were silent at the same time. In this way, they looked at each other and didn't make a sound. I moved my chair and poured myself a cup of tea.

About half a cup of tea has passed. Fatty Ma couldn't hold on, and the muscles on his face relaxed. He said helplessly, "Old man, you won."

The old man was surprised for a few seconds, and then laughed proudly. When Fatty Ma took out the things, the old ghost couldn't suppress his smile and even changed his name. Master Ma on the left and Master Ma on the right were particularly affectionate. As the saying goes: husband and wife have no overnight hatred, and the old ghost is a fat man, but if he has milk, he is a mother!

After taking out the things, I got up and closed the door of the store, because some things could not be seen.

Fat Ma turned on the light, and the room lit up, and the old man's eyes were also shining.

This raw play is all here. You can choose for yourself. Fatty Ma said angrily.

Of course, the old ghost did not need to say that the old man had reached out to choose. He was very gentle and professional. Finally, he chose a few pieces and was preparing to put them into the backpack, but was held down by Fatty Ma: "Let's talk about the price first."

The old man's smile immediately died and he said stubbornly, "I know the rules, but you can't cheat me."

Fat Ma's mouth inadvertently showed a treacherous smile: Lao Sun, give me a calculation. Then he said to the old ghost, "Don't worry, old ghost, who are we? We grew up wearing a pair of trousers, and no one can cheat you!"

The old ghost stared at Fatty Ma and suddenly shuddered inexplicably.

After that, Fatty Ma quickly quoted with an iron fist. I quickly fluctuated the abacus beads, and the old man's eyes kept staring at the abacus.

Slowly, sweat came out of his forehead, and his face slowly turned green.

"Stop, stop, sir, your calculation is wrong."

I was stared and raised my head to look at the old devil. The old ghost wiped his sweat and stared at me.

"Lao Sun, don't listen to him, you continue to calculate."

After I answered, I continued to calculate. Finally, the result came out. With a value of tens of thousands, the old man ran to the table and poured a cup of tea for himself and poured it in.

"Fat, aren't you cheating me yet!"

The fat man smiled and said, "Old ghost, I'm evaluating it in front of you. You've seen that these were made by brothers from the hands of Zongzi. Anyway, there must be some added value!"

The old ghost swallowed his saliva and thought about it. The fat man was right. These things have been sold at the price now. In a year, he will definitely earn more than double. Thinking of this, the old man said with difficulty, "It's a deal, fat man."

After the money was settled, Fatty Ma rose up and pulled the old ghost to invite him to dinner.

The old ghost simply pushed and agreed.

We came to the store where Fatty Ma kicked the old man last time. The fat man put his hand on the old man's shoulder, and the two of them entered the door with a smile.

The guy and the shopkeeper were surprised to see this scene. They fought yesterday, and today they are also known as brothers.

Entering the box, a table of dishes was quickly served. Fatty Ma apologized to the old ghost with wine as the owner's attitude. The old ghost did not twist it and accepted it happily.

After three rounds of drinking, I began to talk nonsense.

Fat Ma was stunned by how to clean up the dumplings, how to find treasures, and how to find the location of the cave. He was stunned by what the old ghost said.

To say, this old ghost is not a newcomer. In the early years, he also went to the ground, but not many times. Later, he found that the inverted bright device could also make money, which saved the trouble. He also knew that fighting was tantamount to licking blood on the edge of the knife.

But at this time, listening to what Fatty Ma said was endless and lively, which ignited the fervor hidden in the heart of the old ghost.

The old ghost was drunk to a certain extent, and his eyes were a little confused. He stretched out a hand and pressed the fat man's hand and said, "Master Ma, do you want to talk about it? Next time you have a good job, just call me old ghost."

Fatty Ma was also drunk in his heart and felt dizzy. He agreed without saying a word.

With that, the two clinked glasses again, drank hot wine, and then laughed.

"Sun, what are you doing? Drink, come and drink."

"Master, let's have a toast."

I had a drink. When I put down the cup, they both fell asleep. I was speechless for a moment. I took the fat man back and asked the buddy to send the old ghost home.

After everything was ready, I slept until dawn.