Chapter 36

In the evening, the four of them left the inn and prepared to have dinner at Tianjin Bridge.

When we arrived at Tianjin Bridge, it was so lively, with hawking and shouting, one after another. The four of them found a restaurant to sit down, ordered a few special dishes, and started eating.

Several people were eating with relish, and there was a noise next to them. Zhang Lang and the others looked up and saw a guy who was pushing and lying on the table one by one. The man was wearing a white robe. Why did he say it was possible?

Because his clothes are now dirty and turned gray, the man shouted in a drunken manner: What are you pushing? No money...no money...

The guy shouted in anger: Hey! Why are you like this? How can you eat a polite meal?

I... have no money today... I will give it to you tomorrow, I... I will never... I will not break my promise...

The man said, and fell asleep on the table again

That won't work. You have to pay money today. You have already owed a lot of credit. If you don't pay money today, you will send you to the government.

Haha... OK... It's easy to say... Just send me to the official... I don't have any money anyway...

You, you, okay, okay, this is your fault, don't blame me for being cruel, the guy screamed hatefully

At this time, a middle-aged fat man who looked like a shopkeeper came over. He smiled coldly and said: Sun Zhimou, you are too much, are you? I used to see that you are a scholar and asked you to pay a little credit on my place, but you can't always drink like this without paying Ah. Do you think we are here? It's too cheap to send you to an official. Come on Ah, beat him up and then send him to an official.

A few strong men came immediately, holding big sticks in their hands and hit Sun Zhimou's back. The guests who were drinking next to him hurriedly hid aside. This was not fun. Judging from this posture, if you don't beat someone to death, you will be beaten to pieces.

Bang, bang, bang The big stick flew around, and several strong men beat Sun Zhimou to death. Sun Zhimou was still lying on the table, as if nothing was wrong, but he shouted: Ah, it hurts Ah so much, it hurts Ah so much, it hurts Ah a little more, it hurts Ah a little more

After hearing Sun Zhimou's screams, several strong men looked at each other in anger, and swung their big stick and were about to beat them again.

When Zhang Lang saw this scene, he smiled slightly. He understood that Sun Zhimou had martial arts skills, so he stood up, walked over, and said to the fat shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please stop fighting your people. How much is this brother missing? I'll help him pay it back, okay?"

The fat shopkeeper never thought that Sun Zhimou was a trainer. He usually looked at him with a lot of literary talent, but now he was not able to leave the stage. Seeing Zhang Lang wanting to pay back the money for Sun Zhimou, it was like seeing a savior, and he was full of smiles: Yes, it can be a total of two taels of silver.

Zhang Lang smiled and said: Isn’t it just two taels of silver? Why do you have to hit someone?

As he said that, Zhang Lang took out a piece of silver and handed it to the fat shopkeeper

The fat shopkeeper smiled and took the money. He turned around and smiled awkwardly at Sun Zhimou and said: Mr. Sun, I'm sorry, you have to take care of me, I can't help you. Ah, welcome you to come to the shop to have a drink in the future.

Only then did Sun Zhimou raise his head, glance at Zhang Lang with a squint, and said drunkenly: Thank you

Zhang Lang saw clearly that Sun Zhimou was a middle-aged scholar, about thirty years old, with his eyebrows and eyes wide open, and his face was not a must. He looked gentle and free. He smiled and bowed his hands: A small matter, brother, don't worry.

After saying that, he returned to his table and continued to eat

Several people were eating and talking. Sun Zhimou came over. He was completely drunk and bowed to Zhang Lang, looking cynical, and said to Zhang Lang: Brother, how dare you ask for your surname?

Zhang Lang stood up and bowed and said: I dare not, my surname is Zhang Lang, and Lang Yu's Lang is not a bed bug cockroach

Sun Zhimou said again: Brother Zhang, I have a ruthless request. Brother Zhang paid the wine for me. I am very grateful. However, as the saying goes, saving people to the West, and the money for the wine for me has not yet been settled. I hope Brother Zhang can borrow a few small money for me. I wonder if I will?

Bing Leng'er said angrily: Hey! Why are there rogues like you in the world? It's too much

Ganlu also said: It's Ah, you are so over-the-top. You are such a big person, with hands and feet, and you won't make Ah by yourself?

Zhang Lang smiled and waved his hand and said: Since you want to use money, why don’t you borrow it? Just take it away.

As he said that, he took out a 100 taels of silver bill and handed it to Sun Zhimou

Sun Zhimou took the silver note, put it in his arms, and said with a smile: Thank you very much

After saying that, he left

Bing Leng'er said unhappily: Husband, why did you give money to such a rogue?

Mo Chou smiled and said: He is not a scoundrel, he is a real person who doesn't show his appearance, his martial arts skills are not low

Zhang Lang smiled and said: I still have a bright eye. I think this person is not simple, so I don’t know what his purpose is?

Mo Chouxiao said: Don’t worry about so many things, you can’t hide what you should come. Let’s go to the night market after dinner, okay?

All of them nodded

After paying for the meal, the four of them were walking by the Tianjin Bridge

The four of them were talking and laughing at the night view beside the Tianjin Bridge. Zhang Lang suddenly turned around and found that he was following them. He saw that it was the middle-aged scholar Sun Zhimou