Chapter 305

This plot twist is too fast.

Zhang Xingyu stares dumbfoundedly at the grandfather and granddaughter who are splitting the loot.

"One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me."

Before long, the grandfather and granddaughter finish splitting the loot.

The old beggar makes a bitter face, holding four golden copper coins, while the little girl hangs the four storage bags on her waist with a face full of smiles.

"Let's go, Grandpa. Let's go have a big meal." The little girl pulls on the old beggar's sleeve and says.

"A big meal? You're treating?" The old beggar looks at the little girl with his murky old eyes.

"Of course. I'm treating." The little girl answers with a giggle.

A moment later, the little girl helps her grandpa to Zhang Xingyu's table.

"Little brother, the way you made your move just now was so handsome." The little girl says to Zhang Xingyu with a giggle.

Zhang Xingyu's face turns red.

These two are first-class actors. Just now, even he, who prides himself on having eyes like torches, was used by them and became an accomplice to their scam.

The little girl says this while helping her grandpa sit on the bench in front of the table.

After the old beggar sits down, the little girl sits on the other empty bench.

Zhang Xingyu frowns.

He doesn't have a good impression of this grandfather and granddaughter.

These two are veteran scammers; in this Tianhuang City, he doesn't know how many people have been extorted by them.

Especially this little girl, besides cheating people, she also steals things.

At such a young age, she doesn't learn anything good.

This is not good, very not good.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Since he was small, Zhang Xingyu has never liked people who bully the weak and fear the strong, or who cheat and swindle.

Sitting at the same table with these two makes him feel like he smells cow dung.

Zhang Xingyu subconsciously moves his bench back.

"My name is Liu Yingxue, and my grandpa is Liu Suifeng. Little brother, what is your name?"

The little girl asks while picking up her chopsticks and poking at the food on the table casually.

"Zhang Xingyu." Out of politeness, Zhang Xingyu answers.

"Zhang Xingyu, what a dull name. Little brother, your move just now was so handsome, why don't I call you Little Handsome Guy, how about that?"

"No!"

Liu Yingxue pouts.

A moment later, her eyes light up, and she immediately shows a pitiful look.

"Little brother, Grandpa and I haven't eaten for three days, will you treat us to a meal?"

Zhang Xingyu looks at this little drama queen in front of him, speechless.

There is crystalline saliva at the corners of her mouth, and her watery eyes are full of hope for food.

Forget it, I surrender.

Zhang Xingyu nods silently.

"Yay! We have food to eat!" The little girl claps her hands.

Her little face blooms with a smile, filled with the joy of successfully mooching a free meal.

Without waiting for Zhang Xingyu to speak, she has already stood up.

She waves at the waiter standing to the side: "Waiter, waiter, take away all this pig feed for mortals. I want spiritual food and spiritual liquor; for spiritual food, just bring a table of your shop's signature dishes: oil-braised spiritual shrimp, steamed dragon fish, braised bear heart, white-cut phoenix, all of them. Also, bring two jars of spiritual liquor, I want the hundred-year cellar-aged Xianwen Drunk."

"Coming right up! Fairy Yingxue, please wait a moment, the wine and food will be here in a while."

The waiter flicks the white towel on his shoulder and runs downstairs to arrange it.

Zhang Xingyu stares at the little girl: "Are you two regulars at this Dilao Pavilion?"

"I suppose so. We only come a few times a month? It's just that in this border area, there really isn't anything tasty. The spiritual food at this Dilao Pavilion is just barely edible." The little girl rests her chin on her hand, looking hesitant.

Zhang Xingyu looks at the little girl, then at the old beggar who is tapping the bowls and dishes with his chopsticks, and for a moment doesn't know what to say.

Demon King Hali is still repairing her makeup. She is focused and doesn't look sideways, as if she didn't see two more people at the table.

For a time, no one speaks again.

Fortunately, the speed of serving food at Dilao Pavilion is very fast; before long, the wine and food on the table are cleared away, and new wine and food are served one after another.

The little girl puts her small hand on the bottom of the wine jar, and the liquor flows into the wine bowls in front of everyone.

"Come, little brother, let's have a toast!" Liu Yingxue says, holding up a large wine bowl.

Zhang Xingyu nods and reaches out to pick up the wine bowl in front of him.

Beside him, the old beggar has already finished the spiritual liquor in his bowl.

He reaches out his dirty hands to grab the golden, crispy fried spiritual phoenix on the plate.

"Grandpa, leave me a fried phoenix leg."

The little girl reaches out to grab the phoenix leg while drinking.

The grandfather and granddaughter scramble and gobble up the food, leaving the table in a mess.

Before long, a table of spiritual dishes and ten jars of spiritual liquor are all swept away by them.

Zhang Xingyu stares at them dumbfoundedly.

"Have you two really not eaten for three days?"

The little girl nods.

She stretches her neck and lets out a burp.

"It's been so long since I've eaten like this!"

"Mm! Mm! It's been so long since I've eaten like this! Eating for free is just delicious!" The old beggar echoes, holding his round belly.

After the old beggar finishes speaking, he reaches out to wave at the waiter to the side again.

"Waiter, bring us ten more jars of that liquor from just now, I want to pack it to go."

"Spiritual liquor? Pack to go?" The waiter looks puzzled.

However, he still runs downstairs excitedly to find someone to carry the liquor.

Zhang Xingyu is speechless.

Eating and taking.

This old beggar truly understands the essence of eating for free.

Before long, ten jars of spiritual liquor are carried up.

The old beggar lifts his tattered clothes and unties a gourd tied with hemp rope from his waist.

This gourd is the size of a palm, pitch-black and shiny, with crooked patterns on its surface.

The old beggar places the gourd on the table and pulls the red wooden stopper out of the gourd mouth.

"Little brother, please help me!" The old beggar says to Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu is speechless.

This old beggar not only eats and takes, but also wants to make him do manual labor.

Amazing!

This is the highest realm of eating for free.

However, he doesn't want to argue with an old geezer.

Zhang Xingyu holds the wine jar, channeling his spiritual power, and the liquor flows into the narrow gourd mouth in a line.

Before long, one jar of spiritual liquor is poured out.

Zhang Xingyu looks at the old beggar, then at the gourd in his hand.

The old beggar winks at him, signaling him to continue.

One jar, two jars...

Until all ten jars of spiritual liquor are poured into the gourd, the old beggar plugs the gourd mouth tightly with the wooden stopper, still feeling unsatisfied.

He ties the gourd back to his waist and covers it with a corner of his tattered clothes.

"Little brother, you're a good person! When there's a chance, the old beggar will treat you to a drink!" The old beggar pats Zhang Xingyu's shoulder.

Zhang Xingyu shrugs his shoulders: "Old senior, your gourd is also very good! If you want to sell it, you must come to me."

A flash of brilliance passes through the old beggar's murky eyes, and it disappears in an instant.

Just at this moment, a crisp sound of footsteps comes from the stairs.