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Chapter 368 The monk takes the bait

This monk Jigong was very famous in Hangzhou, and he was considered a well-known figure. He was also always crazy. Being entangled by this sloppy monk, the neat and tidy guards could only lament their bad luck, hurriedly threw down a few pieces of silver, and turned away.

But he said that Monk Jigong weighed the money in his hand and murmured: "These government guys line up and look for each other. There must be some corrupt ones. Monk, I extorted a few pieces of silver from him, which can be regarded as robbing the rich and giving to the poor."

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He chuckled, turned around, glanced at the "King of Wine King" sign, and said haha: "Monk, I am a rich man now, so I just happen to come to this King of Wine restaurant to taste the fine wine here."

At this time, Feng Zhou was standing at the door and saw what Monk Jigong did at a glance. Based on his experience, he immediately understood that Jigong was going to rescue him, and he couldn't help but praise Jigong's chivalry and righteousness.

However, since Feng Zhou dared to be fearless in front of Zhao Gou, in the final analysis, it was because of his confidence in his superior force. Feng Zhou could not defeat the immortals, but even the army in the mortal world dared to charge and kill him. With the level of the imperial guards after the Song Dynasty's southern crossing, how could it be possible?

Can you withstand his punches and kicks?

Even if they resort to extravagant tactics, as a businessman who has managed the entire Lin'an Mansion, there are countless ways to deal with them.

But it was said that the sloppy monk Jigong entered the gate of the King of Wine, found a seat and sat down, crossed his legs, took out some silver, and said hey: "Monk, I have money now, let's serve the wine!"

There was a waiter in a shop who saw him looking slovenly and wanted to drive him away, but when he saw him taking out the money, his expression immediately turned gloomy and he shouted: "Here you go, Lord Buddha, how much wine do you want?"

Jigong laughed, took off the wine gourd from his waist, and said, "These few taels of silver are enough to fill this gourd bar?"

"That's enough, that's enough!" the waiter said hurriedly.

"Okay! Then let's make an agreement. As long as you fill this gourd for me, these few taels of silver will be yours. But you have to bring the wine jar to me and pour it." Jigong smiled.

This small gourd could hold up to a hundred coins of wine, but he took out a few taels of silver.

"Please!" The waiter was overjoyed when he saw this. He quickly put Jigong's wine gourd on the table and brought a jar of Shaoxing flower carvings.

He wanted to show off, so he poured the large jar of wine directly into the wine gourd. Because it was done well, the fragrant wine flowed straight from the jar into the gourd, without even a drop of it.

Not thrown out.

"Good work!" Several diners nearby saw this and couldn't help but clapped their hands.

"It smells so good!" Jigong turned a blind eye and just sniffed the aroma of the wine gently with his nose.

When the waiter heard the compliments from everyone, he couldn't help but smile proudly on his face.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because he poured more than half of the full jar of wine, but the small wine gourd was still not full.

He was startled, and he hurriedly moved his hands to stop pouring the wine.

But at this moment, the monk Jigong shook his broken fan, and the waiter found that he was disobedient and watched helplessly as he poured a jar of wine into the small wine gourd.

Not only him, but all the diners around him were shocked.

"what happened?"

"A whole jar of wine was poured into this little wine gourd!"

"This monk knows magic!"

"It can't be a monster!"

"You don't know him. This monk is the Daoji master of Lingyin Temple. He is known as 'Jidian'. He is very capable."

"It turns out it's him!"

"Yes, the piece of silver in his hand is just enough for this jar of fine wine. It doesn't sound like he is taking any advantage."

"I see."

While everyone was talking, the waiter had already poured a jar of Shaoxing flower carvings into the wine gourd. The waiter was trembling with fear. Suddenly, his body relaxed and he was free. He could no longer hold the wine jar with his hands, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The jar of wine fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Haha, you broke the wine jar yourself, but you don't care about the monk's business." Jigong laughed, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Monster!" The waiter shivered for a while, finally shouted loudly, and ran out.

"Okay!" Feng Zhou grabbed him and said, "The holy monks from Lingyin Temple came to our place to drink. They are guests that we can't even invite. What are you talking about? Why don't you quickly clean up the debris on the ground?"

one time!"

After saying that, Feng Zhou came to Jigong's side, sat down with a smile and said, "Master Daoji is here. My guy is blind and can't see Mount Tai. It's a joke."

When Jigong saw that the shopkeeper not only recognized him, but also didn't take it seriously at all, he smiled and said: "You, the shopkeeper, are quite generous. I used this small piece of silver to buy you a large jar of wine. You

not angry?"

"Angry?" Feng Zhou laughed and said, "Master Daoji is a guest that I can't even invite. He just eats and drinks here for free. What's the harm in tasting the fine wine in my building as he pleases."

He paused and then said: "I just heard that although Master Daoji likes to drink, he doesn't have a good drinking capacity. He only swallows jujubes and chews peonies about all kinds of fine wines in the world. He doesn't know the deliciousness of wine. At best, he can only drink wine.

He is considered a meat-and-wine monk, but he is far from being a wine-loving monk."

"Wine Immortal Monk? What is that?" Jigong curled his lips and continued: "I heard that there is a treasure in your shop. Even the wine in the sky is not as good as it. People who are not cultivators of karma cannot taste it. Is this true?

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"You have finally taken the bait!" Feng Zhou was overjoyed in his heart, but he had a serious look on his face: "That's natural. Those who cultivate a relationship can not only taste the treasures of my store, but they can also stay in my store.

Taste all the fine wines in the world. If you don't have the chance, even if the emperor is here, I will ridicule him and leave without giving him a chance."

"Don't bother with the monk!"

Jigong refused to give up and grabbed Feng Zhou's collar and said: "Although you call yourself a merchant, your demeanor is reserved, your eyes are as bright as jade, and your energy is long. You are a rare martial arts master in the world. Over the past few months, you have established a

This restaurant either holds a wine tasting conference or spreads the news that people who are not cultivators cannot drink from your store. It is very clear who you want to be as a monk. If you don't make it clear today, don't blame the monk for his heartlessness."

Feng Zhou was shocked. The original plan to attract the meat-and-wine monk Daoji had been seen through by Daoji, who was possessed by the dragon-subduing Arhat, and came directly to question him.

This is the real Jiang Taigong fishing, whoever is willing will take the bait.

However, it was all about saving face, so Feng Zhou deliberately pretended to be confused and asked, "What does Master mean by this?"

"Hey, it's so blatant. If the monk didn't know, wouldn't he be a fool? You have martial arts and some spiritual power. You keep saying that only those who are cultivating can drink alcohol. The purpose is already obvious. Who doesn't know that the monk and I were doing this before becoming a monk?

My name is Li Xiuyuan."

Feng Zhou immediately showed admiration and lowered his voice and said: "Master Daoji really has great magical powers. Since the master came to the shop in person and wanted to know the reason, I will not hesitate to tell you, but this is not a talk.

Please go to the private room upstairs and have a chat with me. I'll treat the Taoist priest to a drink. How about we chat while drinking?"

Jigong was the reincarnation of Arhat who subdued the dragon, and his magical powers were extraordinary. Although he didn't know what kind of medicine Feng Zhou was selling in his gourd, he wasn't afraid that he would interfere with it. He followed Feng Zhou upstairs and entered an elegant single room. The two of them were separated by a wall.

Sitting across the wine table.

After sitting down, Jigong put one leg on the chair, shook the tattered banana fan with a smile, and said with a smile: "Master Feng, I'm here, monk. If you have anything to say, please just say it."


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