National Beer

"Now that the movie theaters are in a slump, I've all gone to watch TV and watch videos," Jin Yonglin sighed, let others show, and pulled Luo Ling aside by himself, "Luo Ke, to tell you, I will Seeing you sell beer, you send gifts to your door, I have learned that now, our theater is also idle, there are several front doors in front of us, and a warehouse in the back, which happens to be a warehouse..."

Luo Ling laughed as soon as he spoke the vernacular. It was really nowhere to find any place to break through the iron shoes. Jin Yonglin seemed to be in his twenties, but he had brains and was flexible. The key was the storefront and The warehouse has it all.

"Well, you are our wholesaler of Rong Beer, what do you want to do?" Luo Ling said in the exam.

"I also bought a few tricycles and delivered them directly," Jin Yonglin obviously thought about it. "I still have a projector in my hand. In summer I play movies in the city, and in winter I go to the countryside to play the phone and sell beer. "

"Okay." Luo Ling is worried that there are few people, and the rural area of ​​Pingzhou still has the largest share of Baisha Beer. "You don't need to buy the tricycle. We will give it to you. What policy other wholesalers enjoy, you will enjoy what policy..."

...

Less than a week after Luo Ling came and hit the market, Zheng Wanbao found that Huanghai Beer couldn't sell it!

It was overcast and raining. He ran out and bought a few pieces of plastic sheeting to cover the beer. This was nothing before. As long as the beer was pulled into the courtyard, it would soon be sold out.

But now, no one drinks the Yellow Sea, and no one comes to pull the Yellow Sea.

In the rain, he started his motorcycle and rushed to the street. He really didn't believe it. Can a woman crush him in Pingzhou?The strong dragon still doesn't crush the snake!

"Rongya Beer"

Looking at the huge billboard on the street, he wiped the rain off his face. Well, when did the theater start selling beer without showing movies?

Motorcycles go through the streets and alleys. In the alleys on the street, there are tricycles filled with Rongya beer. It rains so heavily, these people are still delivering beer!

Now, tricycle delivery of wine has become a scene in Pingzhou!

Alas, Zheng Wanbao sighed, the big tree in Yellow Sea really fell down!

...

The rain was getting bigger and bigger. In the heavy rain, a little man jumped up to the wall and fell into the yard lightly. The dog in the yard rushed over, but looked at the little man, he wagged his tail and retracted. Nest.

The door was opened, Ding Wu flashed into the courtyard with two saws, "Okay, little tree, can you do something lightly? Emei Fei Thief!"

Du Xiaoshu took the saw, "I have been in Shaolin Temple."

Oh, Ding Wu immediately looked at him with admiration, Du Xiaoshu smiled triumphantly, and walked under the willow tree with the saw.

"Chichichichichi——"

The two of them braved the heavy rain to operate...

"Crack—"

A bolt of lightning flashed across the ink-like sky, and then, rolling thunder blasted over the small courtyard.

Zheng Wanbao stopped the motorcycle and took out the key, but the door was pushed open. Grandma’s stole it on my head. He was holding fire. He was trying to find someone to vent. He lifted the top door of the yard and lifted it. I saw Du Xiaoshu and Ding Wu.

Du Xiaoshu didn't recognize the birth. He wiped the rain off his face and smiled "sincerely", "My sister Ling said, I'm going to pull out your tree for you, hey, old Ding, hurry up..."

This is their yard?

For an instant, Zheng Wanbao made him confused. He felt like an outsider, but when the cold rain poured on his face, he immediately woke up, and when he held the top bar, Du Xiaoshu was like a ghost. Flashed before him.

boom--

With just one punch, he was hitting his nose with blood rushing. The nose was crooked on the side, but it seemed to open a sauce shop, and the salty, sour, and spicy hairs rolled out.

Zheng Wanbao couldn't make any money, so he left the top bar aside, and said, "Good fight!"

Du Xiaoshu smiled and said, "Grandma's! How dare you still!"

When I lifted my fist, I just punched the eyebrows between the eye sockets, and the eyes were cracked, black beads burst out, and a colorful silk shop was opened, red, black, and purple all blooming...

"Let's go." Ding Wu didn't know what to do, and stepped on the willow tree. The willow tree twisted and twisted and finally smashed the beer covered with plastic sheet!

boom--

There was another sound, but Zheng Wanbao was already awake. He picked up the top bar on the ground and chased up from behind. "There is a kind of stop, I know you are from Rongpi, what is your name..."

"I...Jia Baoyu." Du Xiaoshu looked behind triumphantly. Ding Wu looked at Du Xiaoshu, who was black, thin and small, but he couldn't help laughing...

...

These days, the ground in Pingzhou is destined to be uneven.

Zheng Wanbao took people everywhere to look for Du Xiaoshu, and Nie Xinming and Wang Xinjun, who rode a tricycle to deliver beer, became their targets.

The goal is there, but what is waiting for them is a fat beating!

Finally, they blocked Du Xiaoshu and Ding Wu in an alley, Du Xiaoshu picked up a brick easily, but Ding Wu smiled.

He walked over, and the opposite Zheng Wanbao waved his hand triumphantly, he was about to slap him, but Ding Wu smiled and raised his hand, pinched his fingers, Zheng Wanbao touched his pocket, and the switchblade fell into the hand. Inside.

Ding Wu threw the switchblade to him contemptuously. Zheng Wanbao put the knife in his pocket. Ding Wu slapped him on the shoulder. Zheng Wanbao screamed indecently and touched his pocket. The knife was gone.

Wow--

Classmate Du Xiaoshu showed a strong thirst for knowledge and didn't even see how to steal. Ding Wu was like a group of tigers and wolves who hadn't seen this group of tigers and wolves. lost."

Talking about turning over, the idle man behind Zheng Wanbao touched his pocket and the switchblade was in his hands.

It’s a wonderful play these few times. Stealing things from other people’s pockets is like doing magic.

"Ge Ding, teach me!" Du Xiaoshu shouted.

Ding Wu was also very proud, "Being a thief, the key is to slam the target and divert the target's attention. No matter how you divert, as long as his attention is not in your pocket, you can start...Want to learn?"

"You have to learn if you don't sleep or eat." Du Xiaoshu shouted.

Zheng Wanbao was completely furious. The two people didn't pay attention to them at all. He whistled, and everyone surrounded Du Xiaoshu and Ding Wu.

But Ding Wu looked at him contemptuously and whistled...

Oh, the muscles on Zheng Wanbao's face were beating, and his steps stopped.

In the heavy rain, dozens of people slowly walked over, and Nie Xinming and Wang Xinjun were walking in the front.

Nie Xinming slowly took off his shirt, Zheng Wanbao's eyes widened in surprise. Nie Xinming was covered with scars and tendons. Afterwards, forty people slowly took off their clothes, all of them sturdy. Fierce, angry...

In the heavy rain, between the heavens and the earth, there is a chill!

"Go, go." Zheng Wanbao was already suppressed by this momentum, a group of people didn't dare to look at this group of people again, and ran out of the alley...

"September 9th brews new wine, good wine is in our hands, good wine—"

In the rain, I don’t know who sang, and immediately all forty people began to sing. To be precise, not singing, but roaring!

"Drank our wine--"

"Ventilate up and down without coughing—"

"Drank our wine--"

"Nourishing yin and impoting yang, the mouth does not stink——"

"Drank our wine--"

"One dare to go green and kill--"