Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 8 It's Like I Haven't Read Water Margin
Seeing that the expression of the old man selling the wine was normal, Zhou Baoshan, who was following Wang Shun, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he smelled the turbid rice wine in the barrel with a hint of clear aroma.

"Hero, why don't you come to have a bowl?" Meimei drank the last drop of wine in the bowl, and the old man stretched out his hand to show the empty bowl to everyone, and greeted everyone flatteringly.

A group of people from the Escort Bureau were still waiting and watching, but some of the dealers on Wang Shun's side couldn't bear it anymore and started to stir up.

"Good brother, my dear brother, why don't we chip in to buy half a bucket, and we're still running around in the middle of the afternoon, so we can kill the heat."

Just now the silent man in the corner encouraged him, and his suggestion was echoed by the two people beside him.

"It's not even midsummer yet, where's the heat from you kid?" Wang Shun scolded with a smile, but seeing his face was a little moved.

"No, no, the master has entrusted us with his livelihood, so how can drinking make things worse, don't try to persuade me."

It's just that he was on official business, and the big man's throat rolled for a while, and he chose to give up after much deliberation.

"Then one bowl per person, big brother, you can't believe our brother's drinking capacity, this little wine is not enough for our appetizers, what can be in the way?" Hearing that Wang Shun's tone was a little loose, the man beamed with joy "Besides, didn't we also sell some fruit and Brother Chen, if the rest of the fruit can't be delivered to Yanzhou Mansion before dark, brother, you can just blame us."

"Forget it, what you said is so embarrassing. Is it possible that I, as a big brother, can still lose you, old man, how can you sell this rice wine?"

Thinking about what the other party said also made some sense, it was rare that Wang Shun also had this kind of intention, and simply accepted the favor with a smile and curse.

"It's easy to say, ten cents per bowl, two pens per barrel, how much will the guest come?" When the old man heard this, he immediately put down the bowl and wiped his hands with a sweat towel, and quickly drew a number.

"Okay old man, we sincerely do your business, how dare you entertain your family with wine worth ten cents, is your wine made of gold, or is your barrel made of gold?"

Wang Shun just wanted to pay, but was taken aback by the price, and immediately glared.

Seeing that Chen Qingzhi and Wang Shun were not on the same side, the old man became more courageous.

"You man is not a gentleman. I see that you are wearing bright clothes, but you look like a silver pewter gun head." The old man continued with a sneer, "I am the only one who sells wine for a few miles around here. If you sell it cheaply, we might as well not engage in this loss-making business."

"Don't say that our homemade rice wine uses the clear springs on Moqiu, and the good rice from the upper fields is good for people. Do you want to drink it, poor man?"

Apparently seeing that Wang Shun and the others had no financial resources, the old man put his mind on Chen Qingzhi again.

"This young man is tired from traveling and traveling, how about some rice wine brewed by the old man himself?"

"Who said we don't drink, you old man, you don't know all about human feelings, quickly bring wine to my brothers, isn't it just a few pennies, and we will really buy this wine." Wang Wang Shun Yichu held the eyebrow-leveling stick in his hand, and shouted in a loud voice, while taking money out of his bosom distressedly.

"Hey, it's easy to talk, little old man, I'll serve it to some good guys."

Seeing that the other party didn't stand up to his squeeze, and was really willing to pay the wronged money, the old man's face was all wrinkled with a smile, and he responded, picking up the wine utensils with his hands and feet and selling them wine.

"You old man, you are good at brewing wine, but it's a pity that you are a little bit dark." After a while, the cow drank half a bowl of dirty wine, and Wang Shun smacked his lips, complaining a bit.

"You can be content with it. Although the little old man is greedy, the materials he uses are never fake." Passing the money one by one from his hand, the old man was replying to him with a smile, but suddenly his face changed and he turned back. catch.

"You don't care about shame, old man, you take advantage of the old man's unpreparedness, and do such shameless things."

Who else could it be? Zhou Baoshan, who was caught and got all the stolen goods, saw that he had already scooped the wine bowl into the wine barrel, and wanted to steal another bowl while the old man was distracted.

After all, the old man snatched the wine bowl and snatched it with his hands, poured half of the bowl of water and wine into the bucket, and then covered the bucket with a grim expression.

"What a big deal, I charged us fifty renminbi, and I didn't drink too much," Zhou Baoshan muttered, and hurriedly walked into the crowd with some embarrassment, "Even if it was placed in Fucheng, it would be enough for five brothers Have a good drink."

"Fucheng is Fucheng, and Moqiu is Moqiu. We have the final say on the rules here. If you can't afford it, don't drink it!"

The old man was sarcastic, but when he saw Chen Qingzhi, he changed his face instantly.

"You look as handsome as this young hero, but you don't look like the kind of person who cares about a few pennies. Young hero, there will be no such shop after this village. You don't want to come and serve a few bowls alone. Rice wine?"

It seemed that he was a little embarrassed by what the old man said, Chen Qingzhi hesitated for a while, and showed a happy smile.

"Forget it, everyone has been busy all morning, so my nephew first bought a barrel of rice wine and distributed it to the uncles to satisfy their hunger. How about we open our arms to eat and drink when we come to the inn in the evening?" After speaking, he pointed to one of the barrels, "Old man, I want this bucket."

The old man was trying his best to hide the imperceptible joy on his face, but when he saw the direction Chen Qingzhi was pointing at, he couldn't help but froze in place.

It turned out that the young man was not referring to the barrel of rice wine that Wang Shun and others had already drank and tampered with, but the other barrel that was intact.

"Why, this barrel of rice wine has never been tampered with, so it's inconvenient to sell it to me?"

Hearing this, there was the sound of swords being pulled out in the crowded small temple, and the originally lazy bodyguards had already been in a group of three or two, vaguely surrounding the restaurant and Wang Shun and others.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind blowing through the hall, and the clouds covered the warm sun at noon, and the compassionate Bodhisattva on the desk remained silent.

"Wu thinks his disguise is flawless, how did you find out the clues?" After a moment of silence, seeing that Chen Qingzhi didn't listen to his sophistry, the old man slowly straightened his back, took off his bamboo hat, and his voice seemed hoarse. Gloomy and gloomy.

No one could have imagined that it was actually a strong man disguised as an old man to make them relax their vigilance.

Can I tell you that not only have I read the Water Margin, but there is also a special text in the high school Chinese textbook called Outwit the Birthday Outline?

Chen Qingzhi smiled without saying a word, just drew out the ring-headed sword from his waist, and laid it in front of him.

"Forget it, since you don't want to say it, then forget it. I wanted to use some means to take you down without bloodshed, and then plant it on those idiots in Heifengzhai, but in the end I still have to do it."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the man's whole body was full of momentum, and he easily knocked away the two men who were besieging him without any armor. A long sword with a soft handle.

The swords and swords collided, and the two men's bodies shook at the same time, and they were also masters in cultivating true energy.

Turning his backhand to block Chen Qingzhi's ring-shou knife, Wu Zhaosun walked outside the temple and shouted loudly to the temple: "Shoulder to shoulder, Sun Keling is on the line, Liang Qingzi, let's say hello!"

　Today's first update, please collect, please read, good brothers, new books can't be kept, if you keep them, they will be gone~
　　
　
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