Chapter 97 Better lose money

The world is peaceful, the knife halberd is like a library, and the ster of the cute and prosperous era is naturally indispensable to have the work at hand - play. There are 3,000 kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and pigeons are one of their favorite things.

Raising pigeons has become a trend in Bianliang City in recent years. Each royal house has several sheds and several sheds. There are about 100 pigeons in one shed, and there are dozens of pigeons in Xiaohu's door, and they are specially hired to raise them. Once the atmosphere is established, the pigeons are no longer toys and quietly become one of the methods of fighting for victory between dans.

Because the pigeon did not hesitate to use knives with people, Qin Shubao heard that there were no more than ten piles, and the rest were not on the stage. When the dungren fights, they naturally have to find someone to help, so the soldiers of the city defense and camp guards in Bianliang City have repeatedly acted as thugs, and they are very happy.

Of course, raising pigeons is also learned. Among other things, feeding pigeons alone is very particular. Like ordinary people, a lot of feed is scattered and let the pigeons eat by themselves. The paste of Bianliang City is disdainful. They feed noble feed, which is better than people to eat, such as refined rice, mung beans, black beans, shelled sorghum, and sometimes green tea leaves, melon seeds, etc. But beef cannot be fed, and pigeons can't absorb it, but pigeons will absorb the nutrition of shells and freshwater fish very well, such as crucian carp powder and leek.

What's more ridiculous is that the dung bellieds like pigeons. In a year, many people have emerged who depend on pigeons for a living. Some people live on pigeons and choose pairs of male and female pigeons for the dung bellied, and then they can see their offspring, and as long as the pigeons get started, they can say this with a stroke of their heads and neck. The good or bad habits of pigeons.

Face to face and count the pigeons, it is difficult for ordinary people to touch, but pigeons have two fears, the finch eagle flying in the sky and the yellow skin on the ground. So it spawned a group of 'guards' who swayed in the corner of the wall with slingshots to protect the safety of pigeons.

How can a person who can put a pigeon bell on a pigeon and have the ability to carry a knife with a horse and a vicious slave be a general person? After squinting his eyes, Qin Shubao was shocked.

"Third brother."

Lian Guang, who was riding on the horse, shouted loudly from afar for fear that Qin Shubao could not hear him.

At a short distance of 100 meters, even shouted five times, and the feminine voice made Qin Shubao get goose bumps, and the person concerned ignored Qin Shubao at all.

Lian Guang saw the pigeon hanging on the tail of Qin Shu's BMW, and his face was distressed, but he was embarrassed to open his mouth. His white and tall appearance was matched with the little woman's pity, and everyone felt disgusted.

Qin Shubao couldn't stand Lian Guang's appearance and opened his mouth and said, "How much money are these pigeons worth? You can pick them up in my house tomorrow."

"Hehe. Where can I get the third brother's money? Besides, a few flat-haired beasts are not worth hurting their feelings.

Facing the bright orchid finger, Qin Shubao gritted his teeth and closed his expression on his face. Qin Shubao really wanted to rush up and shout, "You don't feel sorry. What are your eyes always looking at here?"

Even the evil servant who accompanied Guang heard the master say this, and naturally put away the long knife in his hand, retreated to one side and did not leave.

"Third brother, it's been so tight recently!" Lian Guang's charming eyes were sent away, and his fingers were upturned, and Qin Shubao's eyes were stared.

"What's tight?" With a flat breath, Qin Shubao asked with a little curiosity.

Lian Guang covered his face and smiled, saying, "Recently, the girls have been talking about Qin's great hero, and they all want to recommend themselves to the pillow. If I am a woman, I also want to recommend myself to the pillow!"

** As soon as it was tight, Qin Shubao sat on the back of the horse and said righteously, "Who came up with such a ridiculous thing? If I dare to draw a knife from the prince, can you still see me?

Lian Guang smiled and called the third brother, and did not dwell on this issue. In their circle, he naturally knew more than the people in the market.

Xiaoduo doesn't say anything, it's gold.

"Third brother, you said I'm a pigeon..."

With his crazy eyes and an injured face, Qin Shubao only felt disgusted and guilty. He did not dare to look at the face, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the upturned finger. Qin Shubao silently recited the meditation spell.

"Let's not talk about this, third brother, let's go for a drink."

Standing side by side, Qin Shubao fell into the shadow of Lianguang and could not feel many men's pride, but felt cold and soft.

Seeing that Qin Shubao did not reply, Lian Guang glared angrily, pointed to the pigeon hanging in the ponytail and said, "Third brother, even if you don't give me face, you have to give me face to these pigeons, right?"

With anger, even the light only had a slightly thick voice, and he still couldn't find masculinity on his face.

Qin Shubao scolded himself thousands of times in his heart. If he had known it, he would not have shot this broken pigeon! He pretended to smile and nodded slightly, but blocked the back road. "I'm just going to have a drink. My grandfather is still waiting for me to go back!"

Qin Shubao is willing to go, and even his face blooms like a flower. He is angry and goes quickly.

Riding together, talking with Qin Shubao, Qin Shubao answered from time to time, but he couldn't stand Lian Guang's motion of looking at his horsetail from time to time.

Entering the city, looking for a wine shop, Lian Guang shouted loudly, and Qin Shubao listened to his head slightly.

Lian Guang asked for several jars of wine to aging, but when he asked Qin Shubao, "Third brother, what shall we eat?"

Qin Shubao didn't want to stay with Lian Guang for a long time. Naturally, he answered randomly. When Lian Guang saw that Qin Shubao wanted to order by himself, he asked for a few dishes. When Xiao Er was about to leave, Lian Guang suddenly shouted, "Let's have another braised pigeon. It's a good thing."

With a pigeon in the words, Lian Guang's whole face suffered again, and his voice asked Qin Shubao with some joy, "Third brother, shall we still not want this pigeon?"

Qin Shubao breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed out the stiff muscles on his face into an arc, and said, "It's up to you."

"Xiao Er, don't bring me braised pigeons. Bring them up, and we will burn you."

There was a chaotic submission downstairs, which was a clever idea to bring up the wine first.

Lianguang opened the cellar mud, smelled the wine, smiled and helped Qin Shubao pour it on. The bowl was a porcelain bowl, not that kind of small cup. There was a posture of eating meat and drinking.

After Lian Guang filled himself, he drank three bowls in one breath and said 'good' like quenching his thirst. Qin Shubao was stunned and stood on the spot. Who dares to refute such arrogance?

"Third brother, don't look at others like this!"

Lian Guang said with a shy face and ruthlessly pulled Qin Shubao back to the cruel reality.

Let's drink! Drink!

Qin Shubao was shocked by the wine, and half of the wine entered his throat, and suddenly a shout came from his ear.

"Third Brother"

Qin Shubao was shocked. The wine poured into the trachea and sprayed out a wine arc. Tears and snot flowed, mixed with wine, which was really embarrassing. Fortunately, there are no dishes on the table, otherwise half of the dishes on the table will belong to Qin Shubao.

Lian Guang wiped the wine on his face and muttered depressedly, "Is it necessary to react so much?"

Qin Shubao coughed more violently and could only stab Lian Guang countless times in his heart.

After calming down, Lian Guang said, "Third brother, we still want the braised pigeon!" Those pigeons are also very expensive. It's a pity to leave them like this!"

Qin Shubao nodded silently and called people to pluck people's hair and remove internal organs.

Lian Guang was alone. Qin Shubao was careful and did not dare to drink heavily.

The pigeon came to the table, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and the crispy skin was golden, with a strange fragrance. Qin Shubao nodded slightly, and the level of this restaurant was indeed a little.

Lian Guang held his chopsticks and looked at the pigeon on the table. His mouth was loose and tight, emitting meaningless syllables. Qin Shubao looked at him and Lian Guang looked at the pigeon. Neither of them could count his chopsticks.

"Third brother."

"Ty!"

"I think this pigeon is too pitiful. Should we not eat it? I feel uncomfortable."

"Oc, it's up to you."

The second child in the store came to serve the plate, but Lian Guang stopped the second child, smiled bitterly at Qin Shubao, and said reluctantly, "Since it's all made, third brother, let's eat some."

Qin Shubao nodded, picked up a pigeon leg with his chopsticks, and shouted "Third Brother" loudly.

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay, just shouting."

The teeth and meat intersect, and Lian Guang shouted again. Qin Shubao got angry, dropped his chopsticks, pointed to Lian Guang and shouted, "Tomorrow I'll send 20 pairs of pigeons to your house to compensate you for these broken pigeons, okay?"