“……”
The waiter understood and said, "Guests, you know the cost of transporting wine here is too great!"
"Is there no possibility!"
Chen Shu coughed and said, "We can pay on credit first and settle it later!"
"You mean freeloading?"
The waiter rolled his eyes and said, "This is church territory!"
"To liven up the atmosphere!"
Liu Feng no longer dwelled on it. To prevent his identity from being exposed, he ordered two dozen beers.
The waiter recorded it and turned to leave.
Chen Shu muttered, "Damn, two dozen beers for fifty thousand? I'm going to do the same from now on!"
"???"
Liu Feng's mouth twitched, and he said, "Can you be a decent person?"
Then, he added, "By the way, Chen Pi, when should we split the bill?"
"The weather is indeed nice today!"
Chen Shu lay back, looking incredibly leisurely.
"You're just trying to change the subject, aren't you?" Da Feng Novel Network
"Teacher, I'm really broke!"
Chen Shu spread his hands, looking like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.
He was indeed telling the truth. The items in his combat backpack, while incredible, were not valuable.
He was here to make money, not to spend it!
Liu Feng sized him up and asked, "Really have nothing?"
"If I can pay with urea bags, I can buy the entire bar!"
Chen Shu said, opening his combat backpack.
Urea bags of various colors were pulled out, and a smell of urea wafted out!
"Alright! Alright!"
Liu Feng's mouth twitched, and he directly stopped Chen Shu.
Just seeing the urea bags gave him a headache.
At this moment, the waiter brought the beer.
As they drank, they listened to the conversations of others, hoping to gather relevant information.
"You two, newcomers?"
Suddenly, a well-dressed middle-aged man, looking slightly tipsy, walked over and casually sat beside them.
"Chen Shu, the Nanjiang Bandit!"
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow and pointed at Liu Feng, saying, "This is Liu Feng, the Kyoto Arsonist!"
"???"
Liu Feng's mouth twitched; he really wanted to beat Chen Shu up.
Are you making up nicknames again?
But to be fair, they were quite fitting…
"Then it's truly meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I am Zhao Wei from Lanhai City."
"Lanhai City, I'm familiar with it!"
Chen Shu smiled and said, "That so-called God of Cookery family is in Lanhai City!"
"That's right, speaking of which, the Du family is no simple matter!"
Zhao Wei smiled, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, and said, "Their family fortune is incredibly substantial!"
Chen Shu asked, "Oh? Have you seen their bank account balance?"
"Not exactly!"
Zhao Wei replied, "I am known as 'Nimble Fingers Empty Pockets.' I once visited the Du family's basement, and the beast-taming resources inside…"
As he spoke, his eyes lit up, as if he wished he could have packed it all up on the spot.
"It's normal for the God of Cookery family to be like that, after so many years of operation!"
Chen Shu shook his head and then asked, "By the way, Brother Zhao, how could you tell we were new?"
"I've been on the island for two years, and I'm very familiar with all the faces in the bar. I can recognize strangers immediately!"
Zhao Wei subtly opened a can of beer on the table.
Seeing that the two had no further comments, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said:
"Thinking back to two years ago, when I first arrived on the island…"
The three chatted and drank, reminiscing.
Within an hour, Chen Shu and Liu Feng had a general understanding of the island's intelligence.
"I'm going to the restroom!"
Liu Feng stood up and left the table.
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow and rubbed his hands, saying:
"By the way, Brother Zhao, you mentioned that the Du family's basement had wealth, do you have a specific location?"
"Could it be that you're a fellow traveler?"
Zhao Wei's lips curved into a smile, and he said, "It's a pity we can't go back. I don't mind telling you. It seems to be in Sanqing Street, Lanhai City…"
Chen Shu nodded silently and continued chatting with him.
Before long, Liu Feng returned, feeling that he had gathered enough information and was ready to leave.
He put his arm around Zhao Wei's shoulder and smiled:
"Zhao Wei, right? Hand it over!"
"Hand over what?"
Zhao Wei's eyes were glazed, looking confused.
"While we were drinking, you stole from me five times! Isn't that a bit excessive?"
Chen Shu was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected anyone to dare to steal from Liu Feng.
"I don't know what you're talking about… Hiss… Pain!"
Zhao Wei was about to retort, but his shoulder suddenly made cracking sounds.
A sharp pain shot through him, clearing his mind instantly.
"You?!"
His expression was shocked; he hadn't expected Liu Feng to be so strong.
"Can you hand it over now?"
Liu Feng said calmly, his expression serene.
Zhao Wei had no choice but to take out seven Beast-Taming Pearls, and then he produced a pink hairdryer.
Liu Feng put away the Beast-Taming Pearls and frowned:
"Huh? What are you taking that thing out for?"
"Uh… mine… mine…"
Chen Shu's eyes widened. He hadn't expected even he had been pickpocketed.
No wonder they called him 'Nimble Fingers Empty Pockets'; he truly had some skill.
"You actually carry a hairdryer with you? And a pink one at that?!"
Liu Feng's mouth was agape; he was truly a bit shocked!
They were out on a mission, not on a casual stroll…
Chen Shu calmly put the hairdryer back into his combat backpack and checked if anything else was missing.
He said, "Haven't you heard? You can lose your head, but your hairstyle must not be messed up!"