Chapter 70
In the Luo family, Zhao Ji and Yuan Chengzhi received an excellent reception. Luo Chongshan held a grand banquet to welcome the caravan members, and at the same time, to receive them well.

Running around all day, Zhao Ji seldom had a meal, and when he was seated, he was not polite at all, and started to eat with his cheeks off.

In the main hall, the banquet was set up, and on the main table, there were only six people, Luo Chongshan, Luo Qiushui, Zhao Ji, Yuan Chengzhi, Luo Fu and Luo Qingyun.

The other five people were a little dumbfounded when they saw Zhao Ji's eating in spite of his image. Like Yuan Chengzhi, although he was also very hungry, he ate quite elegantly, without any appearance of rudeness.

Several people stared at Zhao Ji in amazement, but he himself didn't feel it at all, not to mention that he couldn't figure out what other people were thinking, even if he knew, he would not take it seriously.

In the past, Zhao Ji was very disciplined, but he followed the rules in the general direction. In terms of life, he was always informal.

Seeing that Zhao Ji didn't care about other people's eyes, and was eating and drinking there on his own, Luo Chongshan was a little surprised at first, then with a smile on his lips, he patted the table and praised: "Okay, okay, the little hero is really a hero , Husband Wei, I admire you very much for your informality, come, let me toast you, and thank you again for saving my little girl's life."

"I drank this glass of wine."

Raising the wine glass, Zhao Jiyao respected Luo Chongshan, and drank it straightforwardly.

The wine in heaven is very different from what Zhao Ji drank before. The wine in Zengjia Village is quite similar to the wine in ancient China. They are all low-alcohol wine, which is commonly known as grain wine.

At this time, Zhao Ji had a different feeling after drinking the wine in his glass in one gulp. The wine in Luo Mansion was different from the wine in Zengjia Village. The alcohol was much higher, similar to Erguotou. Go lower.

"Senior Luo, I've finished this glass of wine. I accept the thank you on behalf of you, and please don't talk about it in the future. In addition, seniors can call me Zhao Ji, and don't call me a little hero anymore. I can't bear it at all."

Turning the bottom of the glass upside down, indicating that he has already drank the glass of wine, there is not a single drop left, Zhao Ji nodded slightly to Luo Chongshan, and said solemnly.

"Alright, I won't call you Little Hero anymore, I'll call you Nephew."

Luo Chongshan was kind and kind, his eyes swept over Luo Qiushui's shy eyes focused on Zhao Ji, he thought about it, and said heartily.

"That, all right."

Zhao Ji was a little surprised by Luo Chongshan's self-assessment, but he didn't want to argue too much about a title issue, so he agreed.

After dealing with Luo Chongshan, Luo Qiushui stood up again, picked up a smaller wine glass, gestured to Zhao Ji from afar, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Zhao, my younger sister also toasts you."

"Okay, I must drink the glass of wine Miss Luo toasted."

Raising the wine glass, Zhao Ji drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Ji's alcohol capacity is already very good. He can drink two to three catties of Erguotou with a temperature of [-] or [-] degrees. The alcohol in the heavens is not as strong as Erguotou. Naturally, he looked more proud.

After the two of them, Luo Fu and Luo Qingyun toasted to Zhao Ji one after another. He didn't refuse, they all raised their glasses and drank it dry, as if they were drinking cold water.

Zhao Ji's arrogance infected many people, people at other tables also came to toast him one by one, and thanked him one after another.

To be honest, Zhao Ji didn't remember much of the members of these caravans, most of them didn't know each other, and only a few felt familiar.

However, no matter who he knew or didn't know, as long as they came to toast, Zhao Ji would not refuse and accepted them all.

After a hearty meal earlier, Zhao Ji was seven or eight percent full, and there was something in his stomach, so it was a rush to drink. First, others came to pay respects, but in the end, it turned into a fight for wine.

Drinking vigorously, Zhao Ji clinked glasses with dozens of people, the wine was full of pride, making Luo Qiushui's eyes shine, and his cheeks were slightly red, I don't know if it was because of the wine.

After more than half an hour, when the drinking competition ended, Zhao Ji had drunk thousands of glasses of wine before he knew it, his brain was already a little dizzy, and everything he saw was wobbly.

"Brother Zhao, you are drunk, do you want to take a rest?"

After the banquet, when Zhao Ji got up, his body shook slightly, Luo Qiushui hurried over to support him, and said with concern.

After a big drink, Zhao Ji did drink a little too much, he was completely drunk, but his brain was still functioning, and his consciousness was still quite clear.

Looking up at the sky, the sun was already slanting westward. I fear it will be evening soon. Thinking of the purpose of coming to Sifang City, Zhao Ji's wine suddenly became half sober.

"I can't rest anymore, it's getting late, I have to go back today, so please help Miss Luo, find someone to take me to the pharmacy, and buy all the medicinal materials I need."

Trying to stand up straight, suppressing the bouts of dizziness in his head, Zhao Ji said to Luo Qiushui.

"Brother Zhao, do you have to go back today? Why don't you just stay at my house for one night, sober up, and go back tomorrow morning, okay?"

Luo Qiushui said with great reluctance.

"No, saving people is like putting out a fire. Mrs. Ding's condition is very serious. If you get all the herbs on the prescription, the possibility of being cured will be greater."

Zhao Ji refused with righteous words.

"Well, that's fine."

Luo Qiushui still understands the urgency of curing diseases and saving lives. After all, there is a large-scale pharmacy at home, isn't it?Knowing that Zhao Ji was really in a hurry, even though she felt a little bit reluctant, she still tried her best to help, without any intention of holding back.

Instead of letting Zhao Ji go to fetch the medicine himself, Luo Qiushui called a servant to tell Zhao Ji the medicinal materials he needed one by one, and ordered him to go to the pharmacy at home to get the medicine.

The servant Luo Qiushui greeted originally worked in the pharmacy. Zhao Ji told the medicinal materials needed. Fortunately, all the medicinal materials are available in the pharmacy. It is not a rare thing, but there are some medicinal materials. The names are different.

That servant was very quick to handle the matter, and it only took less than half an hour to prepare all the medicinal materials.

This is the reason why people are easy to do things. If they didn't know Luo Qiushui, Zhao Ji and Yuan Chengzhi rushed into Sifang City, knowing nothing, and wanted to get all the medicinal materials. I'm afraid it would take a long time Time, perhaps, will be brutally slaughtered.

Once everything was in hand, Zhao Ji was about to say goodbye. When he parted, outside the gate of Sifang City, Luo Qiushui reluctantly handed a long sword into Zhao Ji's hand, and said softly. : "Brother Zhao, you lost your sword because of me. This is a long sword from my collection. I gave it to you. I hope you like it."

"Okay, I accept it, we will meet later."

Facing Luo Qiushui's expectant gaze, Zhao Ji hesitated for a moment, took it, turned around, got on his horse and left.

The long sword in his hand, the scabbard is plain and unadorned, and the light is restrained. Zhao Ji knew it was a precious sword at the first glance. The lingering gaze finally followed.

Turning around resolutely, galloping away, almost fleeing, the speed of going away was so fast that Zhao Ji didn't hear Luo Qiushui's whisper to himself.

"Brother Zhao, we will meet again soon."

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