Without asking this fellow any further questions, Yang Ge made a "please" gesture with one hand towards the inn and gently pushed the man's back with the other, then turned his head and sang out in a cadenced high voice, "A set of copper pot lamb, two jin of lamb meat, and half a jin of pungent aromatic liquor!"
"Okay!"
Waiter Zhang Erniu cleared his throat and called out to the guests, "Gentlemen, please take your seats."
Fang Ke whispered, "Shopkeeper, I've already eaten."
Yang Ge whispered back, "You're not short of money anyway..."
Fang Ke: ...
'Fine, let's go. This lamb was personally cut by the Sage True Immortal himself; nobody would believe it if we told them!'
He squeezed out a smile, returned the greeting to the elderly shopkeeper who came to welcome him, and walked inside.
As a must-visit scene for travelers in Jianghu stopping by Lu Ting, Yuelai Inn always did good business, especially busy during mealtime, resembling a melee.
