The bar owner frowns slightly wrinkly, the vision stern look not far away of a waiter, the waiter this just notice the existence of the small beggar, quickly ran over, "sorry, the boss, I didn't see him come in."

The bar owner waved his hand as a sign for the waiter to take the beggar out quickly so as not to interfere with business.In front of Yang Lao's face, he is not good performance too strong.

The little beggar himself stood up, his face dirty, thin figure, looked only eleven or two years old, untidy hair do not know how many days have not washed, the body is inevitably with some bad smell.

Waiter some detest of come over to pull him to go out, Yang Lao but opened his mouth, "wait a minute."Don't need the bar boss signal, the waiter quickly take back his hand, hesitating to look at Yang Lao.

The old man's eyes fell on the beggar, "Little friend, did you just say that this cup of fiery flame is not good?I wonder where you've seen better wine. Tell me about it."The pursuit of fine wine was one of his greatest interests in life.

Bar owner quickly way: "Yang Lao, he a small beggar can know what, don't let him stir your wine."The southern Fire Empire loved to drink, and the bar industry was extremely competitive. The owner was afraid that the beggar might tell him what other bars in the city had, which might attract his esteemed guest away.You know, Yang Lao came to him every day to drink, it is not a matter of income.