12dz Chapter 167 Poor Yu Xiao 6
Chapter 167 Poor Yu Xiao 6
Old Garlic feels that his luck has been getting better and better recently.
Although he had been wronged at the city gate and bullied by a group of superior demons, after he reported it to his superiors, he unexpectedly made a great contribution by accident and was promoted to a small official patrolling the city.
Unexpectedly, that group of demon cultivators from the Barbarian Demon Clan were actually righteous cultivators in disguise!
"I really want to know how those guys managed to dress so similarly?" Old Garlic said as he sat at the wine table, picking his teeth with a toothpick.
"Who knows?" echoed the colleague sitting opposite him.
Yu Xiaoliu sat silently beside him.
"What are you still standing there for? Pour some wine!" Old Garlic pinched the rim of the bowl and banged it against the table.
Yu Xiaoliu was angry but dared not say anything, and poured him wine while holding back his anger.
"Hey, what's going on?" the colleague said, revealing his yellow teeth. "Liuzi is your nephew after all. You should be friendly with him normally. Just call him by his position when he's working!"
"It has to be you, Old Meng. How else could you have accomplished this? You're just capable!" Old Garlic said, holding up the bowl. "Come on, come on, let me toast you!"
"Drink! Drink!" said the man called Lao Meng.
After a few bowls of liquor, both sides were a little drunk.
Especially Old Meng, who was originally a rat spirit that stole offerings from the temple. If he drank a few more bowls of this low-quality grain wine, he would probably not even be able to walk.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Old Garlic winked at Yu Xiaoliu, but Yu Xiaoliu seemed to be stuck to the seat and refused to move.
"Go quickly? Can't you see that all the meat has been eaten?" Old Garlic shouted cursingly.
"But..." Yu Xiaoliu hesitated.
Old Garlic reached out and pushed him, saying, "Just go when I tell you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
Yu Xiaoliu's nose twitched, "You didn't give me money for the meat."
"Pad."
Old Garlic spat and threw it on the ground.
Yu Xiaoliu looked at the drunken Old Meng, then glanced at the Old Suantou who kept urging him, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.
"I'll let you pay for it first, what's wrong with that?" Old Garlic tilted his bald head and glared, "I'm your uncle, how can I still rely on your money?"
Yu Xiaoliu naturally knew what his cheap uncle was thinking, but as a subordinate, he could only obey his orders.
"I understand. I'll go buy it right away." Yu Xiaoliu said sullenly.
After Yu Xiaoliu left the table, Old Meng narrowed his eyes and jokingly said, "This guy... I really didn't realize... he's so obedient..."
"Old Meng, given our relationship, we can call each other brothers," Old Garlic said, pointing to Yu Xiaoliu's position. "My nephew is your nephew. If you need anything, just call him!"
"How can I feel embarrassed about this?" Old Meng said with a red and wrinkled face.
"Well, I'll have to rely on you for care in the future, that's my duty!" Old Garlic said nonchalantly.
Old Meng squinted his eyes and chuckled, then he leaned closer to Old Garlic and said, "In that case, help me get another pot of alcohol tonight."
Old Garlic cursed inwardly, but smiled broadly. "Of course. I'll bring it to you personally."
"No, no," Old Meng glanced lustfully at the direction where Yu Xiaoliu left, "Just let our nephew bring it over. No need to bother you making the trip..."
Old Garlic felt sick in his heart, but he remained calm and said readily, "No problem, I'll let Liuzi run some errands for you."
He knew in his heart that Old Meng had some ulterior motives, but he couldn't show it at the moment.
"It's settled. We have to enjoy it tonight." Lao Meng rubbed his hands, his face full of anticipation.
Old Garlic slurred his saliva and said, "Then I'll ask you to do something..."
"Don't worry, brother," Lao Meng took another sip of wine and then waved his hands repeatedly, "Let me talk to the higher-ups. It won't be a problem for you to move your position from the outer city to the inner city."
Old Garlic heaved a sigh of relief, "Then I'll trouble you, bro."
"Yes, yes..." As Lao Meng spoke, his eyes closed unconsciously and he fell on the table.
Seeing that he had stopped moving, Old Garlic's expression changed. "Ugh! This old pervert even likes Yu Xiaoliu!"
He looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he secretly pulled down Lao Meng's wallet, pinched a few silver coins from it, and then hung it up again.
Old Garlic said to himself in disgust, "If it weren't for changing to a more stable place, who would be willing to treat a stinky rat like you to a drink?" After saying that, he didn't forget to glare at him a few times.
"Where has this little Liuzi gone, when we asked him to buy some meat?" Old Garlic muttered.
At this moment, Yu Xiaoliu was running to another street to buy smoked meat. He knew that Old Suantou liked the smoked meat from this shop the best, saying that it had a strong flavor.
"Sixth brother, are you here to buy meat for your uncle again?" the butcher asked casually.
Yu Xiaoliu responded softly, "Yeah."
"What's up, Sixth Brother? Who's pissed you off again?" the butcher jokingly asked. "You're such a jerk! You're so cold to everyone. How can you possibly get a wife like that?"
"None of your business is my business," Yu Xiaoliu yelled. "Just cut your flesh!"
"Look, look, it's that same energy, it's coming back!" The butcher felt bored and stopped arguing with Yu Xiaoliu. He finely chopped the bacon, wrapped it in oil paper, and threw it in front of Yu Xiaoliu. "Here, thirty cents."
"How much? Thirty cents?" Yu Xiaoliu's eyes widened. "Wasn't it only ten cents before? Why did it increase so much?"
"Do you think my business is easy?" The butcher casually stuck his knife into the wooden block and sneered at him. "The authorities have been arresting people everywhere for the past two days. I heard they are sending them to the border to prepare for war with Longhua Kingdom."
"War?" Yu Xiaoliu was shocked. "How come I didn't know?"
"You're just a lousy janitor, what do you think you know? If I didn't have some connections in the inner city, I'd probably be arrested tomorrow," the butcher cursed. "Those of us doing business in the outer city have to hand over everything to the government. Even with this little bit of smoked meat you bought, there's no telling if it'll be back tomorrow!"
Yu Xiaoliu sighed helplessly, but when he took out his purse, he was suddenly in trouble.
He rummaged in his purse for a long time but could only find twenty coins.
Yu Xiaoliu's face flushed crimson, his eyes filled with embarrassment and distress. He looked up at the butcher and stammered, "Boss, I only have twenty coins. Can I give you ten coins on credit? I'll pay you back as soon as I get paid next month."
When the butcher heard this, his face suddenly turned ugly. "Yu Xiaoliu, don't be ridiculous! It's already difficult for me to run my own business, and I'm still giving you credit? No way, no way!"
Yu Xiaoliu tightly grasped the twenty cents, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. He knew that what the boss said was true, but he really couldn't come up with more money.
Just when he was in a dilemma, a clear voice came from behind him.
"Boss, I'll pay the ten cents for him!"