Chapter 708 A glass of wine to honor an old friend

The wine stall owner suddenly held back all the sweet words in his mouth. He rolled his eyes, had an idea in his mind, and continued.

"Young Master's accent is from Beiliang, right? The rice wine is good, to be honest, our rice wine has been a century-old brand in the city. Although a bottle of wine costs twenty taels of silver, it is a bit expensive, but one drink You get what you pay for, absolutely worth it!”

The shrewd wine stall owner swallowed his saliva and felt a little nervous. He carefully wiped the sweat from his palms on the silk robe he was wearing. He carefully looked at the young master who was listening to the boss's introduction, and then his expression became slightly less nervous. , speaking more and more smoothly, and continued talking.

"By the way, Sir, do you know about the well-known competition at the city head a few years ago? We are honest people, and we don't talk about a once-in-a-hundred-year encounter, but a once-in-a-decade encounter is absolutely nothing. The old swordsman surnamed Huang and the city lord Before the competition, I drank a lot of rice wine at our stall and praised our wine for being really good. I didn’t pay for the twenty taels of silver in vain! This swordsman is amazing. He alone owns six of the top ten famous swords in the world. Master, tell me, how can the swordsman named Huang be so weak? Is that true? Alas, it’s a pity that this swordsman still drank too little rice wine at our stall. As the old saying goes, drinking makes you brave. Hey, if I have another bottle, Maybe I accidentally used the skills of the Sword Immortal..."

Xu Fengnian listened quietly to the boss's compliments about Lao Huang. She really couldn't imagine that Lao Huang, who looked wretched and stingy, could be related to the old swordsman in the boss's mouth.

Qingniao looked at His Royal Highness, who had a recalling smile on his lips, pursed his lips, and hesitated to speak. In the end, he couldn't bear to disturb His Highness, who was lost in memories.

Xu Zongjia and Li Chungang had already got off the carriage, came to the wine stall, and chose a table to sit down. Xu Fengnian glanced at it, and then sat in the middle of the two of them, leaving only the opposite side of him empty, but the others did not sit here, but guarded them outside.

The rules of the world are like this. Even if the three of them are not people who like to show off their status, the distinction between high and low still exists. Others dare not sit with them and have self-awareness.

Xu Fengnian looked up at the boss, who was still working hard to add value to his rice wine, and interrupted the other person's lies.

"Bring a small jar of rice wine and four wine bowls!"

The boss was stunned. He didn't expect that this young man was actually willing to spend twenty taels of silver to buy his own rice wine, which was not worth even one tael of silver. He was in a good mood and gave a light kick to the stupid waiter who was standing beside him. He quickly got the wine.

The boss took the rice wine brought by the child, watched the waiter put the wine bowls in place, and then stepped forward to pour wine for the three of them.

Xu Fengnian stretched out her hand to stop the other party, took the wine jar in her hand, and waved her hand to signal her to come.

Although the boss was a little shocked, he still did as he was told. After all, who would make the other party willing to spend twenty taels of silver to buy rice wine? Naturally, he wouldn't care about his warm face and cold butt, he said cheerfully.

"I remember that the swordsman surnamed Huang was sitting opposite the young master! And it is the table where the young master is sitting now!"

Xu Fengnian's original action of pouring wine paused for a moment, and continued to fill the wine bowls for Xu Zongjia and Li Chungang. Then he filled the two wine bowls in front of him, picked up one bowl and placed it in the empty space opposite.

The boss looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why this big fat sheep son did this.

Xu Fengnian, who sat down again, looked up at the boss next to him and asked with a smile.

"That old swordsman named Huang has old yellow teeth, two front teeth are missing, and he speaks with a Sichuan accent?"

The boss' face suddenly stiffened and he looked bad. Looking at it like this, the young master and the swordsman were probably not old acquaintances. He had hit an iron plate, and the twenty taels of silver that hadn't warmed his hands were probably going to be broken. It's hot.

Xu Fengnian smiled and continued slowly.

"Also, that old man with missing front teeth definitely doesn't have twenty taels of silver to pay you, the boss. When he is exhausted, he pours out the copper coins in his wallet. After counting them carefully, he reluctantly hands a few coins to you. Buy a half-bowl of rice wine, sip it, and savor it, right?"

The wine stall owner was completely panicked and his face was stiff. His lie was exposed by Xu Fengnian. Now he had really worked in vain for a while and was sweating.

Xu Fengnian didn't care about the boss's lies. He touched the wine bowl with Xu Zongjia and Li Chungang and slowly took a sip of the turbid old yellow rice wine. It was sour and difficult to swallow, and it was also mixed with a lot of water, but none of the three people disliked it. , but savored the sourness slowly.

This made the wine stall owner feel relieved and he no longer dared to boast. He went to stand behind the cabinet and carefully guessed who this young man was.

A small jar of wine is not much, and fortunately the wine bowl is also small, but I only poured six or seven bowls of it. After the three of them drank a bowl, except for the bowl of wine on the table on the right, no one was left. A bowlful.

The three of them clinked the bowls, and Xu Fengnian clinked the bowl on the opposite side alone. The three of them raised their heads and drank.

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes, as if he was drinking to his heart's content, slightly tipsy, and murmured: "Old Huang, when I was chatting with you, I asked you what a master's style is, what did you say?"

"By the way, it can make the clouds of the Nine Heavens droop and the water of the four seas stand up. You said that a guy with such ability is a real master. You also said that guy from Emperor Wu City, old monster Wang, count his years. , I guess you should have this ability, but you clearly know that Old Monster Wang is about to become an immortal, so why are you here asking for a beating? Don’t you fucking always say that we walk around the world, if we can’t beat us, just run away, and if the wind is tight, just run away. Are you talking?"

Li Chungang threw the wine bowl on the table, raised his eyes and glanced at His Royal Highness, who seemed to be chatting while drinking, and cursed dissatisfiedly.

"Boy Xu, what nonsense are you talking about? If you don't have the guts, just tuck your tail between your legs and get out. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Xu Fengnian squinted her drunken eyes, but there was a cold light in them, and asked coldly.

"What else?"

Xu Zongjia seemed to finally be unable to restrain the fighting spirit in his heart and said loudly.

"Finally, the wait has come. Today, you can do whatever you want!"

Li Chungang also nodded in agreement and did not refute Xu Zongjia's big words.

Hearing this, Xu Fengnian opened his narrowed eyes, his narrow eyes filled with coldness. He picked up the wine bowl opposite, stood up, pointed at the Huanglu giant sword that was vaguely visible above the city, and said coldly. .

"I don't want to do anything big. With my little money, I can't do anything big. I just want to take this bowl of wine and go there to take a look!"

The one-armed old man chuckled and responded proudly.

"What's so hard about this?"

Xu Fengnian laughed loudly and turned to the blue bird beside the wine stall.

"You guys wait here."