My timeless tavern

Chapter 34 Qin Shi Huang presented wine

The person who entered the door was a middle-aged man with a unibrow and wearing a long coat.

When she saw him, Xiao Longnu looked at him in surprise, while others cast curious looks.

Uncle Jiu was stared at by these eyes and subconsciously took half a step back, half of his feet leaving the door.

On the contrary, it was Su Luo's "Good morning" that made him take back his feet, step into the door, and say hello pretending to be calm.

Seeing the package in Uncle Jiu's arms, Su Luo smiled and said, "Are you ready to get something new?"

Uncle Jiu nodded: "I went to my junior brother's place and borrowed some things."

Su Luo stretched out his hand to signal.

Uncle Jiu placed the package on the bar.

Li Bai stood on tiptoe and glanced, then turned around and whispered: "It's a book. There is one called "Meishan's Art of Inviting the Gods", and there is something about finding the dragon's acupoints."

Several people turned their attention to Xiao Longnu again.

Seeing Xiao Longnu nodding, everyone understood that this middle-aged man was the master of "Maoshan Taoism".

Ying Zheng was determined to make friends, but when he saw the Third Generation Blood Demon Wine in his hand, he finally held back.

Uncle Jiu has sold his Taoist skills.

To be precise, there are three books of Taoism and two books of Buddhism that the junior brother got from the adjacent temple. A total of 500 time and space coins were obtained.

This surprised him.

Glancing at the wine list, his eyes were also attracted to the Third Generation Blood Demon Wine.

When he found out that it came from a "vampire", he was confused for a moment and said that he was used to seeing ghosts. Evil ghosts, hanging ghosts, water ghosts and poor ghosts were common sights, but this was the first time he heard of this kind of vampire.

But judging from the description, it looks somewhat similar to a zombie.

It wasn't until he saw its life-extending effect that he was shocked.

Uncle Jiu suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Luo: "Sir, can zombies be exchanged for space-time coins?"

Zombies?

Su Luo pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "It should be okay, you can bring it to try next time."

Uncle Jiu wished he could beat his feet and chest.

It was a miscalculation. Why did I burn Old Mrs. Ren? He should have been sold for money!
"Can ghosts also work?" He suddenly thought of another more common evil thing.

Su Luo gave him a smile.

How would he know if the tavern hadn't tested it.

"I understand." Uncle Jiu was overjoyed.

Su Luo didn't know what he understood, so he just asked: "What do you need?"

"A glass of twenty-year-old Daoxing wine." After Uncle Jiu finished speaking, he calculated his balance.

This glass of wine just consumed the five hundred space-time coins newly obtained this time. Adding the remaining ones from before, the total is nine hundred.

"Another Nine-Yang Scripture wine, and a glass each of ten-year and twenty-year inner strength." He continued, "Take them all away."

Su Luo looked in surprise.

"Bring it to my junior brother," Uncle Jiu said, "He has always liked these things."

Su Luo suddenly realized.

While waiting for the drink, Uncle Jiu looked around subconsciously.

He happened to see Ying Zheng pouring the cup of Third Generation Blood Demon Wine into his mouth.

The current Ying Zheng is in his forties and has entered middle age. Years of fighting and hard work have left him in poor health.

Although he had drank Spider-Man power wine and power-enhancing wine successively, which made his physique already beyond its peak, the wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes and the white hair on his temples had not disappeared.

Now he looks like a tall, dignified middle-aged man.

However, as he drank the glass of wine, the white hair on his head turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His wrinkles were quickly smoothed away, and even the skin on his face became shiny.

In just a few breaths, he turned from a middle-aged man in his forties to a young man in his early twenties.

Uncle Jiu was so dumbfounded that he forgot to catch the wine glass floating in front of him.

It wasn't until Su Luo reminded him that he came back to his senses. "He..." He pointed at Ying Zheng, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Su Luo pointed to the wine list: "Didn't you read it?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned for a moment, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

It was actually that cup of third-generation blood demon wine!

Just seeing the description of "increased life span by two hundred and fifty years" didn't make him feel deeply.

But watching Ying Zheng almost rejuvenated, he realized the rarity of this glass of wine.

He turned to look at the wine list in front of him, suddenly feeling a little regretful.

If you save more money and buy a glass of wine like this, wouldn't you be able to return to your youth?

No one wants to be young.

Uncle Jiu is naturally not exempt from vulgarity.

Soon he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When did I become so greedy?

After taking the wine floating in front of him and thanking Su Luo, he turned and walked towards an empty table, intending to silently taste his "twenty years of Taoism".

On the other side, Li Bai and others gathered around Ying Zheng to congratulate him.

Ying Yinman obediently took out a mirror and held it in her hands to show her young father his appearance.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

He said "good" three times in a row and said with a big smile, "I'll buy you the wine today!"

"Brother Zheng is grand." Li Bai stood up, waved his hand and said loudly, "The king of Qin swept Liuhe, what a majestic tiger's gaze! Swing his sword to cut through the floating clouds, all the princes came to the west."

After hearing this poem, Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then the joy on his face became more intense.

This poem should be passed down through the ages!
Who will dare to say that he is a tyrant in the future?
He turned to look at the wine list, pondered for a moment, then raised his hands to Su Luo and said, "Sir, I want a glass of Spider-Man power wine."

Su Luo had a strange look in his eyes, glanced at him, then looked at Li Bai, and nodded lightly.

Grabbing the wine glass that flew into his palm, Ying Zheng handed it to Li Bai and said with a smile: "This poem should be paired with this wine!"

Even though Li Bai had always spent money like water, he was stunned for a second by Ying Zheng's generosity.

But he was not pretentious. He reached out to take it and said: "This wine should be used to honor Brother Zheng and the great Qin Dynasty forever!"

After he finished speaking, he drank it in one gulp.

Gao Shi next to him was both happy for his friend and secretly envious of him.

Why can't I write such a good poem?

Ying Yinman's eyes flickered slightly, thinking that his father was so good to this Li Bai, could he be as good as Long Yang?

On the contrary, Xiao Longnu and Granny Sun had calmer expressions.

After all, they have money.

Uncle Jiu, who had just sat down, stared straight at him.

Does he know the price of Spider-Man's ability wine, and this guy in ancient costume casually gives away such a thing? How much money does he have?
Ying Zheng noticed Uncle Jiu's expression. On the surface, he looked calm and relaxed, but in his heart, he was quite content.

One thousand space-time coins is naturally not a small amount.

But Li Bai's poem was very satisfying to him, and it will surely be passed down through the ages. It is no exaggeration to say that it is worth thousands of gold.

Spending a thousand space-time coins to buy such a poem is not considered a blessing. The most important thing is that it can leave a deep impression on other guests in the tavern.

How could he, Ying Zheng, be a stingy person!
Once this impression has sunk in, it will be much easier to do something about it.

The people entering the tavern now are all people like him, or people who are not much stronger, but what if gods and Buddhas really come to visit in the future?
Their little kindness is enough for ordinary people to benefit endlessly!
"My goal in the past was too simple. Not only to rule the world, but also to establish the Immortal Qin Empire!"

Ying Zheng looked at everyone with a smile on his face, but his eyes revealed his ambition.

Su Luo thought this scene was quite absurd.

If I remember correctly, Li Bai's poem is not just about these few lines.

Especially the line at the end of the poem "Under the three springs, the golden coffin buries the cold ashes" is not simply a compliment to Qin Shihuang.

Maybe he didn't figure out what happened next in this life?

(End of this chapter)