Chapter 148 Foodie

  With a loud thud, it was as if the security guard had thoroughly woken up to the fact that this was Xinghe, a forbidden zone!

  So, with a pale face and covered in dust, he got up and instead of daring to run over to find trouble with the fat security guard, he ran to Junwei Zhou's side: "Young Master, look at this... it's all due to my incompetence..."

  Jun Wei didn't make things difficult for this bodyguard, but instead glared fiercely at Yi Jun's back, gritting his teeth: "You're going to regret this! Let's go!"

  ……

  At this time, Fei Bao'an glared fiercely in the direction of Junwei State's departure, then turned around and smiled at Yi Jun: "Brother, your kick was really fierce! Although it's not considered a move within Xinghe after leaving the Stopping Stone Monument, truly taking action there is also rare, refreshing."

  At this time, it was not just Yi Jun, but everyone else also stopped underestimating this dead fat man. Being able to throw off the big bodyguard of the Jun'an Security Company in one go was absolutely not a simple matter of strength. Although that big bodyguard had been careless, the energy burst forth by this dead fat man was probably far stronger than Dong Hu and others, roughly approaching the level of Xiao Zhan Xiong and Xing Wu Wei!

  Looking at the entire Yuedong Province, this is absolutely a master!

  Since he's a master and has already helped himself get rid of the trouble, Yi Jun can't go back on his word. Even if there are only a few hundred thousand yuan left on the membership card, he'll have to put on a brave face. After all, when he was topping up, this fatty was right by his side, so he should know how much money is in Yi Jun's card and won't be able to splurge excessively, right? If he really doesn't care about saving face like that, Yi Jun can also stop him in time.

  Upon hearing Da Baozi's flattery, Yi Jun smiled faintly and said: "Brother is just a bit stupid and has a lot of strength. Coincidentally, Junwei Prefecture is also a place where fighting is not prohibited. One kick can take him down without any trouble. However, brother, your move was quite fierce! Are you practicing sumo wrestling?"

  "Wow, you're quite the sharp-eyed devil, brother!" said Dead Fatso with a laugh. "I've been practicing for two days, but I'm only halfway there. By the way, did you hear that little kid yelling for you, Yi Jun? My name is Bai Peng, just call me Old White."

  "That's not polite." Yi Jun smiled and patted the shoulder of Bai Peng, a stout man, as they walked into the great hall of the first building. This stout man looked short and fat, but in fact, his weight of nearly 300 pounds had caused an illusion. If he really stood together with Yi Jun, their heights were roughly the same.

  At this time, the seven or eight onlookers also dispersed, but everyone remembered the name "Yi Jun". Not for anything else, just because they fought in front of the Star River Stop Stele, it's worth remembering.

  Bai Jingchu looked at Bai Peng with a bit of embarrassment, then introduced herself. Bai Peng was very casual, "No need to introduce, I already knew Miss Bai's name when I checked the membership card. What a coincidence, we were from the same family 500 years ago. Want to acknowledge each other as relatives? Brother is 30 this year."

  Laughing while talking, the horizontal flesh on his face squeezed together, laughing more ugly than crying. However, as soon as he saw someone with the same surname, he recognized them as relatives, this guy is really familiar.

  Bai Jingchu smiled and said: "Then you're older than me, I should call you Big Brother."

  Bai Jingchu was indeed arrogant, but not to the point of looking down on others. This Xinghe Villa had hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and Bai Peng had revealed an astonishing hand, making friends wasn't a bad thing.

  Hahaha, great! From now on, you're my own sister. If anything happens in the Star River, just tell your brother directly... if it's something big, I can't handle it, but for small things, I'll take care of it.

  This guy isn't stupid either, didn't dare to boast too much. After all, this is Xinghe, and he's just the head of security at the gate.

  At this time, Bai Peng's stomach suddenly made a strange noise. The fat man showed an awkward smile: "Hey, people who are too fat get hungry quickly... Brother, don't invite me to drink anymore, I don't like it either, how about inviting us to eat some braised pork instead..."

  "Alright!" Yi Jun said. The other party's request was so simple, and it seemed unreasonable not to agree.

  Bai Jing smiled and the three of them walked into a tea restaurant in the hall. The waitress saw Bai Peng and knew that he had struck it rich again. The waitress was of high quality, with a standard uniform and standard Mandarin, and her manners were impeccable. "Hello, how can I serve you?"

  Yi Jun smiled and pointed at Bai Peng: "Get this old brother two plates of braised pork. As for us, the lady next to me (Bai Jingchu) will have a glass of dark beer, and I'll have a glass of plain water."

  It's really too simple... Bai Jingchu was so angry that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. You're just trying to save money, but you can't be so stingy. So she gave Yi Jun a glance and then asked the waitress for some tea and snacks.

  But eating braised pork in a tea house, isn't that a bit out of place? Never mind, the fat guy Bai Peng is actually a staff member here, and all the waitresses are his colleagues, so we have to give him some face.

  Before long, two steaming plates of braised pork arrived, with crispy skin and tender meat that looked quite appetizing. Of course, the price was also very appealing - 10,000 yuan per bowl, no discount.

  Black, really black!

  What's even more infuriating is that although Bai Peng said it was just a meal, Yi Jun wouldn't actually not order any drinks at all. He asked Bai Peng if he wanted some beer, and the result was that the stupid fatty smiled foolishly and said: "Beer isn't good, white wine is better. Don't get anything too expensive, the prices here are outrageous, just get a bottle of Xiangnan will do, Xiangnan will do."

  Bai Peng is somewhat conscientious, the worst white wine here is Jian Nan Chun. But looking at that price, I'm choking, over 10,000 yuan a bottle, more expensive than Wujingfang by several times, is this still wine? It's simply human blood!

  Yi Jun quietly drank water, Bai Jingchu elegantly sipped beer, and the fat guy on the opposite side ate voraciously. Just three minutes later, two plates of braised pork were turned upside down...

  Seeing Bai Peng scratching his head with a silly smile, Yi Jun could only smile foolishly and immediately ordered two more dishes.

  It was just a few minutes later that the two new dishes were gone, and unfortunately, the bottle of Xiangnan wine was also empty. What's even more pitiful is that he didn't show any signs of intoxication at all. Damn it, his stomach must be bigger than a cow's, one bottle of wine wouldn't get him drunk.

  "Lao Bai, don't be polite, let's just order a few dishes scatteredly, the waiter will get annoyed if we ask for too much. You can order as much as you want yourself." Yi Jun lay down on the ground and said to the waitress, "Bring two more bottles of Xijiang wine and just bring the braised pork."

  The dead fat man was even more comfortable, and his mouth kept saying "polite, polite, sorry", but that mouth just wouldn't stop. By the time this guy let out a satisfying belch, the bill had also arrived: ten plates of braised pork belly, three bottles of wine.

  1.5 million!

  Adding up Yi Jun and Bai Jingchu's own consumption, nearly 200,000 was gone in the blink of an eye. The number on Yi Jun's silver card had dropped by a third in just half an hour.

  Yi Jun remained calm and expressionless, but Bai Jingchu was heartbroken. If Yi Jun had spent the money himself, she would have been willing to let it go, after all, it was originally meant for his expenses. But now, out of nowhere, this "eldest brother" appeared and swallowed up 200,000 yuan in one go, which was just too outrageous.

  Forget it, just consider it a gift for Wan Jia Sheng Fo! Bai Jing Chu comforted herself like this.

  When it comes to giving gifts to Buddha, naturally, whoever consumes more at the Star River Club will give more. This gift-giving is not a one-way street, of course, there are some benefits. All guests here are registered friends of the Star River Club, so who knows when you have an emergency or a big crisis, you can come here to ask Buddha for a favor or help coordinate things.

  Last year, the number one big shot in Qingzhou City was overturned by someone. The whole family was like a dog that had lost its home, being chased and killed by their opponents until they had nowhere to go. At the critical moment, they could only run to the Xinghe Club. As a result, the Buddha sent over a message saying that this big shot would wash his hands of gold from now on, withdraw from the underground circle, and would never take revenge again. Of course, he also hoped that this big shot's opponent would give some face and not kill them all.

  Then, a bloody fight vanished in an instant. Although the big boss lost his territory and power, he ultimately ensured the safety of his family for the rest of their lives. Absolute safety, if the opponent dares to secretly make a move, will likely suffer from the Buddha's thunderbolt, because that is slapping the Buddha's face.

  Who dares?

  That is to say, you have given gifts to the right people, and in the future, who knows, it might just be a lifesaver.

  Above is a more extreme example, and there are some other conveniences. For example, some people make a fuss about trivial matters, although they don't have to worry about their lives, but also want to ease the situation, so it's completely possible to try asking Buddha to say something. Of course, the "lucky money" required for this is naturally much less than the money needed to save one's life.

  Here, "gift-giving" has a specific value, that is, one point of consumption in the Star River Club is equivalent to 10,000 yuan.

  It is said that the Qingzhou city big shot who saved his life had an accumulated score of over 4,000 points and spent more than 40 million here.

  A family of four's life was exchanged for 40 million, is it worth it? Usually when nothing's wrong, you'll think the money was spent in vain. But when disaster strikes, you'll think it was well worth it! It all depends on how you look at it.

  Of course, the last time I mentioned that guy who spent 700 million to stay in there and was eventually killed by the Qi family after being kicked out of Xinghe, is another story. Because at that time, Master Buddha felt that this guy's opponent was not easy to deal with. If he wanted to buy his life, it would not be worth taking action if the points were less than 10,000 (a consumption amount of 100 million). After all, his opponent was a ruthless force that could pursue and kill across national borders, so it would take some thought to deal with him.

  Don't blame Buddha for being heartless, blame it on your money not being enough.

  As for Bai Jingchu... she was embarrassed, her gold card points were only over 50, which means she had only spent over 500,000.

  But today's points have increased dramatically, and this meal alone has added more than 20 points to my total, as the points from the supplementary silver card are also automatically included in the gold card's calculation.

  This means that only people with gold cards are eligible to seek help from Wan Jia Sheng Fo, and silver cards are just for show because there are no points inside the silver card.

  Yi Jun didn't know what Bai Jingchu was thinking, he just smiled and let the waitress swipe the card. In his heart, Bai Peng thought: This guy is quite a buddy, and doesn't seem to be a big shot, so I'll spare him a few dishes today and give him some face. If it were someone who didn't please me, I'd order something more expensive.

  What a born foodie!

  But even so, this dead fat man still got a commission of 30,000 yuan today.

  Yi Jun didn't know the little secret of this dead fat man, but smiled and said: "Old Bai, you really have a good capacity for wine and food, I'm convinced. By the way, why don't you continue to practice sumo wrestling? Instead, you're working as a security guard in this Star River? Your skills are so strong, if you keep practicing, you'll definitely have a great future."

  "Alas, it's all over. We were supposed to have reached the 'big pass' level in Japan, but now we've made a mistake." The dead fat man looked worried and unhappy.

  I'm shocked! Big deal!