Along with the lazy voice, a young man sauntered out from the restaurant's back door. This young man looked to be around 27 or 28 years old, ten years younger than the farmer who delivered the fodder. He was a waiter in the restaurant's kitchen, and people called him Er Gouzi. As for his real name, very few people knew it.
"You're late today. What's wrong? Is there no more grass on the mountain? "Buttface squinted his eyes and curled his lips.
"Second brother, didn't you say that my fodder was not good yesterday? I had to travel a long way to get it back," the farmer explained.
"Heh … you did go to the other side of the mountain to get it back. What does that have to do with me?" Buttface rolled his eyes.
"Yes, yes, yes. Second brother, do you think today's fodder is good?" the farmer said with a smile.
"That's it?" Buttface looked at the fodder casually, then kicked it to the ground. He said to the farmer, "Even a donkey won't eat this broken grass!"
"You!" The farmer's face turned red with anger.
"What's wrong with me?" Buttface laughed coldly, then said to the farmer, "Let me tell you, don't come back tomorrow. We don't want your broken grass. What the hell is this?"
"How can you be like this? This is obviously what your shopkeeper wants." The farmer wanted to argue.
"Shopkeeper? Our shopkeeper felt sorry for you and was willing to give you some charity money. But you're still asking for more. Do you really think we're a charity? Do you really think we're running a charity? Every day, you get some lousy grass to eat and drink? "Buttface scolded, his saliva flying everywhere.
"You!" The farmer looked like an honest man. He didn't even know how to curse. So, he was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't say a word.
…
"What's going on?" Jiang Fei, who was observing from afar, was very confused. He was sure that the farmer was Peter, but as an Apostle, what was wrong with Peter? Did he have enough of a good life, so he came here to be bullied?
To be honest, Jiang Fei had seen a lot of "players". Even if they were not Apostles, ordinary "players" were arrogant and domineering. There were very few who treated NPCs as human beings. Jiang Fei had never seen anyone who would swallow their anger and not talk back even when they were pointed at their noses and scolded.
The more Peter behaved like this, the more Jiang Fei didn't dare to act rashly. He didn't know what this guy wanted to do. Moreover, Jiang Fei couldn't detect Peter's ability from the detector. That was the main reason why he didn't act.
"Get lost! Stop loitering in front of our door. You're too unlucky. If you stand in front of our door, we won't be able to get rich in this lifetime! " Don't come here again. "Buttface kicked the farmer in the back and sent him flying.
"This kid is too much …" Even Jiang Fei, who was watching from the side, was a little angry. That Buttface was too inhumane. If you don't want his fodder, then you don't want it. Moreover, he even hit someone. This kid was too arrogant.
When the farmer got up, Buttface had already returned to the yard. He wanted to pick up the grass that had been kicked to the ground, but the moment he picked it up, the grass scattered all over the ground. The farmer wanted to put it back, but he found that the rope that tied the grass was broken. He didn't have any extra rope with him, so the grass scattered on the ground couldn't be picked up even if he wanted to.
"Sob, sob, sob …" A five-foot-tall man, in a fit of anger, actually sat on the ground and began to cry.
"Sigh!" Jiang Fei sighed, then walked up and asked, "Brother, isn't it just the grass that hasn't been sold? Why are you crying? "
"Sob sob … You don't know. My mother is sick. I'm counting on this grass to buy some food for her. Now, I can't even sell the grass, and I can't find another place to buy it. How am I going to buy food for my mother?" the farmer said while crying.
"Sigh!" Jiang Fei sighed again. There was a poet in his hometown who once said, "Happy families are all the same, but unhappy families each have their own misfortunes."
But in fact, a large part of these misfortunes were due to poverty, and only a very small part of them could not be solved by money.
Take the farmer in front of him for example. He was really unfortunate. His mother was sick, but he didn't even have food to eat. As a son, he couldn't do anything about it. He could only sit on the street and cry. How helpless he was. If only he had some money, this suffering wouldn't have happened.
"Eh? Big brother, why are you here? " At this time, a bald man walked over. He was carrying a birdcage in his left hand and a fish in his right. He didn't look like a poor man at all.
"It's you …" The farmer sighed.
"What's wrong, big brother?" The bald man directly threw the birdcage and the fish away, then took two steps in front of the farmer.
"You asked me to give them some grass, but they didn't want it. They even beat me and scattered my grass." The farmer told the story in full detail. Jiang Fei nodded to himself as he listened. This farmer was really a good person. Even though he had someone to back him up, he did not exaggerate. Instead, he just told the story as it was. "That's right.
"Alright, big brother, you don't have to worry about this. You just wait here. Later, I'll make them obediently buy the grass!" After listening to the story, the bald man's face did not show any joy or anger. He just stood up and walked toward the back door of the restaurant.
Before the bald man could enter the door, Buttface came out to greet him.
"Yo! Isn't this Fifth Lord? Why do you have time to come here? "Buttface's face was full of joy. It was like he was a different person.
The bald man ignored him and walked into the backyard of the restaurant.
"Yo! Fifth Lord, you're here. "Everyone in the restaurant knew this bald man and was quite polite to him.
"Where's your manager?" the bald man asked.
"He's in front. I'll call him for you!" A waiter jogged to the front. After a while, a middle-aged man ran over with the waiter.
"Yo, Fifth Lord, Fifth Lord, why didn't you tell me in advance that you're coming? Look, I didn't even prepare anything." The manager also greeted him with a smile.
"Alright, let's not talk so much. Let's settle the score," the bald man said to the manager.
"Listen to what you're saying. What's there to settle between us?" The manager said with a smile.
"Of course it's to settle who owes whom money," the bald man said.
"Fifth Lord, your words are a slap in my face. You saved my life, and you paid for the restaurant. What else is there to calculate? As long as you say the word, I'm willing to leave my ass naked. I'm willing to leave my life here for you. If I hesitate even a little, my conscience will become crooked! "The manager said with a serious face.
(End of Chapter)
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