Chapter 12 Iron Bench Pilt

"Check out." On Sunday, he slapped the table and shouted. This momentum can't be weak. We can't be bullied.

"Fifteen." The black man glanced over and obviously didn't pay attention to Zhou Tian.

"Isn't it five yuan? How can it be fifteen?" Sunday still decided to fight for reason. Maybe the black man will be reasonable for a while.

"You didn't see what's written on the sign... If you don't want to change to fifty, hurry up and get the money. Don't let me do it." Obviously, the black man didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhou Tian. He stood there and played with momentum.

"Five yuan... okay?" I really want to give it to others on Sunday, but I have to have it myself. My own pocket of gross tickets is not enough for ten yuan.

"You owe a beating, don't you? Fifteen yuan, hurry up, or I'll really do it." The black man snorted, and it was obvious that he was extremely disdainful of people like Zhou Tian, who care about ten yuan.

"I don't want money, I want to die." What Zhou Tian said is the truth. There is no lie at all. There is really no money.

"Hey, I'm really tough today." The black man rolled up his sleeves and was obviously a little impatient. After opening a black shop for so long, it is rare for me to say this sentence for a bowl of noodles.

Seeing that the black man wanted to do it, Zhou Tian could not show weakness. With a slight movement of his palm, he touched the handle of the chair. Thinking that Sunday was also a master of playing stuffy sticks when he was in school, there was no one in the lower grade who didn't know that he was "iron benched around". Although the chair used today is a little unsliable, with Sunday's solid foundation, it will definitely make this black man unable to take advantage of it.

However, at the critical moment of the two, the door of the noodle shop was suddenly opened. The person who came in was wearing a red sun hat, a blank coat, black canvas shoes, a yellow cowhide belt at the waist, and eight cans. He is majestic and heroic. He is valiant. Who else can have such an image besides Wu Laoer?

"Uncle, how can you start performance art at this time?" As soon as he saw Wu Laoer on Sunday, he was overjoyed and the savior came.

"Fan act art, I just saw that there was no one in the waste collection car, so I took a few cans and sold them to him later." Wu Laoer glanced at Zhou Tian and the black man and said, "What are you two doing - Hei Zi, hurry up and give me a bowl of noodles."

"Second Master, this boy is your relative." Hearing Zhou Tian call Wu Laoer's second uncle, the black man said in a daze.

"This is the owner of the East Grocery Store. Why didn't he tell you?" Wu Laoer found a place close to the air conditioner, threw away the can and sat down.

"Hi, my family doesn't recognize my family today. It's my fault. My brother's name is Hei San. What's your brother's name?" After listening to Wu Laoer's words, the black man suddenly patted himself on the head and grabbed Zhou Tian's hand and said.

"It's good to say. My name is Sunday. It's my fault that I didn't make it clear just now." Zhou Tian pulled his hand back - there was something wrong with this grandson and Hu Hai.

"My brother was shocked today. This meal is my brother's treat. Are you full? I'll add two more dishes for you." Hei San said enthusiastically.

"You call your sister to stay with me, and I'll eat some more." If you want to say this on Sunday, you will be beaten." No, no, San Ge's noodles are enough, and one bowl is enough.

"What, this boy hacked you just now." Wu Laoer interrupted

"It's okay." I waved my hand on Sunday. I want to say that there is something wrong. Can you help me beat him or something?

"Didn't you think your brother was a stranger just now?" Hei San said with a ha.

"You black boy, don't do such immoral things in the future. It's easy for outsiders to make money." When Wu Laoer said this, he subconsciously scratched the beer can under his feet - it's not easy to collect waste.

"It's not that the second master doesn't know me. Those outsiders who were hacked by me all want to take advantage of my sister - of course, I'm not talking about you, brother." Hei San laughed.

"Huh, you boy..." Wu Laoer hooked his hand at Hei San and let Hei San get closer.

Sunday can't get involved, and he is not familiar with others. Besides, the black three have made it clear that he belongs to the kind of person who wants to take advantage of her sister - but he is right.

If you put a beautiful girl here as a waiter, if I don't have a reaction, I won't change back to Zhao Gao - by the way, this genetics is really unreliable. My brother is black and strong, my sister is white and tender, and it's a little far away.

Looking at the two people talking there on Sunday, I can't leave without saying hello. Let's wait and look at the little girl named Yingzi by the way - it's so white.

When Hei San finished talking with Wu Laoer, Zhou Tian shamelessly took the opportunity to let Hei San introduce his sister to himself. Everyone has the heart to pursue beauty.

Hei San glanced at Zhou Tian warily, and then looked at Wu Laoer's eyes. Then he called his sister over.

Hei San's sister was very shy and ran back to the kitchen without saying a word to Zhou Tian. This made Zhou Tian a little disappointed, and she was always embarrassed to let Hei San call her back.

The three people said a few more words. They took the opportunity to leave first. What are you doing there? Watch Wu Laoer eat noodles.

But before leaving, Hei San said something and asked Sunday to leave a few buckets of "Hu Jiba" peanut oil for himself, and then let his sister pick it up.

Lust, ** Naked seduction, but Sunday is still very useful. Hey hey, at least there is a chance to talk.

If you go out of the noodle shop, you will go straight back to the grocery store on Sunday. After returning to the grocery store, I found a sack on Sunday and stuffed a lot of coins. Then I went to the bus station with a sack on Sunday.

I plan to go to the city to buy two books on Sunday, one is about Chinese history and the other is about survival in the wild.

Zhou Tian still knows the truth of preparing for a rainy day. Although it was dangerous to cross to the Qin Dynasty last time, the main reason is that I still have some understanding of the history of the Qin Dynasty. If I cross to an unfamiliar dynasty one day, it will be a black in my eyes, and I will have no advantage as a traveler. Therefore, history must be known. To be honest, it is the first time that it is the first time that history is so useful.

As for the book of survival in the wild, it is even more necessary. It's good to travel to the senior official, but if one day the system draws a little wind and becomes a savage, I can't even make a fire.

So I must buy these two books, and I will rely on these two books in the future.

I'm sure I can't buy genuine books by myself, so those big bookstores don't want to go at all on Sunday. As soon as I enter the city, I go straight to the pirated book market on Sunday. The books there are cheap. Maybe you can exchange a sack of books for your own sack of money.

As Zhou Tian expected, his sack of money was really changed to a sack of books. Among them, the General History of China was divided into more than a dozen volumes, and this set of books alone cost dozens of pounds. Fortunately, there was only one sack of the Wild Survival Manual, otherwise this sack really couldn't be packed.

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