Chapter 640: Blood stained Paris 18

"Bad guy!" Yang Liu Qingyu glared at Xiang Yufeng, then grabbed Xiang Yufeng's arm again and said, "Where are we going?"

"I am a handsome dog, I listen to the hostess." Xiang Yufeng stuck out his tongue, made a dog pose with one hand, and said to please Yang Liuqing.

"Haha, then let's go to Chinatown to go to the barbecue kebabs."

"Okay," Xiang Yufeng opened his mouth wide, looked at Yang Liu Qingyu depressedly and said, "Baby, no, I'll let you take me to appreciate the scenery of London. Why did you turn around and turn me again? You still have a skewer?"

"What, you said you heard me just now." Yang Liu Qingyu pouted her mouth unhappily and looked at Xiang Yufeng.

"Of course I have to listen, but if I want to eat this, this, if I want to eat skewers, wouldn't I be able to eat it? Why do you need to come to the UK to eat so far?"

A gray color appeared in Yang Liu Qingyu's eyes. She looked at Yufeng and said, "But that's the case. Yufeng has never eaten with me once."

Xiang Yufeng was stunned, and a trace of guilt surged in his heart: "Baby."

"It's all right. At worst, you can take me there every day when I come back." Yang Liu Qingyu quickly stopped Xiang Yufeng's words because she knew what he wanted to say, "But, you must listen to me this time."

"Well, listen to everything, listen to everything, you are my queen, and I am your handsome little dog."

"Hehe, that's how good you are, puppy," Yang Liu Qingyu stopped a taxi. "Go to Chinatown."

"Master, come another ten skewers!" Xiang Yufeng, who was sitting on a barbecue stall by the Chinatown, shouted at the Chinese master who was grilling meat skewers at the top of his throat.

“Come now.”

"It's great!" Xiang Yufeng looked up at the sky and poured beer on his neck and praised, "Grandma, although these are all our things, why does this taste so different? Baby, why do you tell me why this is because of it?"

"Baby, baby."

"Yufeng, are you a piglet?" Yang Liu Qingyu pulled down and shook her hand in front of her, saying, "Look at how much you have eaten, it's almost over seventy skewers, and there are three kilograms of meat. I don't know if you are with me or I will accompany you."

"Hehe, this is called blessing. It is a blessing to be able to eat. If you don't believe it, ask these old people, are I right?" Xiang Yufeng laughed and said to the old people beside him, "Old man, do you think, boy, are I right just now?"

"Of course, the young man said it well. What we people pay attention to is the word "eating". If you don't eat, then what can you do? Don't think that I'm in my sixties this year, but if I don't have alcohol or meat every day, hum, then my life will lose a great thing, haha."

"The old man's words are so reasonable. I have decided that in the future, I will take the old man as an example to learn from him, and also be like an old man. When he is old, he can still eat meat and drink wine in large pieces. It's so beautiful. Haha," Xiang Yufeng said, while picking up a bottle of white wine, flashing his palm, and peeling off the liquor's liquor with his shins. "For our people's eating culture, do it!"

Xiang Yufeng's movements made the old man and the Chinese around him lit up. Several middle-aged men in light yellow Tang suits immediately surrounded him, but when they saw the old man's hand under the table, they immediately stopped.

"Okay, although my little brother is not old, his heroic spirit is no longer the charm of a Chinese man. I'll do this glass of wine." After saying that, the old man, like Xiang Yufeng, took a bottle of unopened white wine again, swept his palm, and cut off the tibia of the white wine bottle. However, judging from the speed or the flatness of the wine bottle cutting, it is obviously a little weaker than Xiang Yufeng.

"The old man is very skilled." Xiang Yufeng glanced at the cut wine bottle, and clasped his fists at the old man.

"Haha, I'm older than my little brother."

"Old? Haha, if there was no Lao Jiang and this aged wine, how could the spicy and fragrant of our younger generation be like the younger generation? Many things from the older generation, but we younger generations must learn with great care." Xiang Yufeng's words made the old man stunned, and then his laughter became even brighter. "For such character and skill, it is really hard for me to figure out which master can train such a disciple?"

Of course, Xiang Yufeng could hear the old man's words that he had the intention of asking for the master. He smiled slightly and clasped his fists at the old man and said, "A gentleman's friendship is as light as green water. If the old man doesn't think the boy is young, then we should be friends who don't ask the source and just want to get along with him."

"Bold!" As soon as Xiang Yufeng's words fell, he saw the middle-aged men in light yellow Tang suits standing up with anger on their faces.

"Shut up!" A cruel look flashed in the old man's eyes. He looked at the middle-aged men and said, "Don't you retreat!"

After the old man finished speaking, he calmed down his anger. He looked at Xiang Yufeng with an apology and said, "Subordinate is rude, please don't be surprised by me."

"Haha, of course not. They are just eager to protect their master." Xiang Yufeng looked at the middle-aged men and said, "I really envy the old man for having such a loyal subordinate."

"Haha, just like what my friend said just now, I don't ask where the source is, just to get along with you. When I see you, I'm like an old friend who has been with you for many years. I wonder if I can come to my humble house. I have Shaoxing Huang, which has been treasured for more than 70 years in my family!"

"Wow." Xiang Yufeng swallowed, "Shao Guanghuang for seventy years? That is a rare treasure for a thousand gold."

"Haha, sure enough, I am also a person who is a drinker." The old man stroked his beard with some smugness.

"It's just that although wine is a treasure, I'm lucky."

"Why?" The old man was stunned. He didn't expect Xiang Yufeng to reject his invitation.

"Because of the romantic love, she is young!" Xiang Yufeng smiled and looked at Yang Liu Qingyu and said, "I want to accompany my wife, she is my queen."

"Haha, since that's the case, I won't disturb my two little lovers. If I come here again in the future, I can't refuse me anymore." The old man clasped his fists at Xiang Yufeng and left with the middle-aged men. When the middle-aged men of the people passed by Xiang Yufeng, they all gave Xiang Yufeng a cold look.

Xiang Yufeng shrugged, sat down again, and shouted at the boss: "Boss, why can't I get the skewers I want? Do you don't want to do my business?"

"Here, come." The boss walked over with a large skewer full of meat.
Chapter completed!