Inside the door, Gao Xuan was still saying, "Ye Ming, you've torn off your face. You don't just hide in the base city, but you still dare to come out...Gah, Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen?"
Wen Zhongjiu, the two of them had met before in Bafanglou, "Is Xiaoyou Lin here?"
Lin Chou poked his head half out of the back kitchen and said something, then turned back and said, "Well, guests, please take a seat. Please look at the menu on the small blackboard."
I am indeed busy today. The... head... er, the guy named Wandering Demon has ordered tomahawk steak and needs to be prepared in advance.
Also, although Sikong was very reluctant, he still reluctantly made an appointment to return the night sparrow today. Lin Chou had no idea why this guy was so interested in these birds, and he was reluctant to part with them, as if he was cutting meat.
"Hmm, salt-baked chicken for two hundred and fifty...a very fair price, pig blood soup...still two hundred and fifty...toothed wolf sashimi for two hundred and fifty? Hiss, tomahawk steak, ten
fifty thousand?!"
Huang Dashan calmly pointed to another sign next to him, which clearly read, "Ten years in Hexi, 40 million in circulation, limited to women."
Wen Chongjiu's expression is very cute at the moment, well, very cute.
"Brother Lin, don't be busy now. This is Lord Wen Zhongjiu Wen of the fifth level..."
Chi Zhi consciously took on the job of waiter, blocking Shan Ye's sight and conversation, "Two stupid... male creatures, what are you talking about?"
The fact is, it’s impossible not to take responsibility. Her Lord Gungun exchanged a wild fruit for a guest’s two jars of good wine. God knows how many more hours of work that stupid male creature will secretly add to her after he finds out.
Wen Zhong said, "One jar of three-color snake wine, one jar of five-color snake king wine..."
"Sir, show mercy!!!" Shan Ye screamed.
One million per jar...
I wonder if Brother Lin can give me a discount based on the years of friendship - Master Shan thought.
Of course, you can't say it openly that you don't have enough money to entertain guests.
"Ahem, brother Lin said that this five-color snake king wine cannot be enjoyed unless it is the fifth level. Even the fifth level may not be able to withstand the medicinal power of the snake king wine... You..."
"Then I want to try a jar of Five-Colored Snake King Wine!"
Mr. Shan slapped his forehead and said, "It's over. This time I want to pawn off all my underwear."
Sure enough, I heard Chi Zhi say, "You don't want anything else? There are a total of one million and three thousand in circulation. Just pay."
Wen Chongjiu, who was trying to regain his grace, wanted to spit a mouthful of old blood on the floor, "How much, how much?"
When I looked up, I was shocked again, oh, my goodness, this girl must be three meters tall, right?
The price is indeed, slightly, yes, ah, it’s really outrageous. I think I, Mr. Wen Zhongjiu, have been drinking wine all his life...
"etc!"
Chi Zhi turned around impatiently, "What's the matter?"
"How much is the three-color snake wine?"
"Three thousand."
"Where's the Five-Colored Snake King Wine?"
Aka's eyes clearly read a speech like "All stupid male creatures should die," "One million."
"Oh, that's okay, just swipe your card."
When Master Shan heard this, he said, "How can I let you spend money..."
"kindness?"
Who dares to resist the decision of the fifth-level big shot? So Master Shan quietly retreated.
"Hey, Huang Dashan, what's your plan? Why did you bring Mr. Wen here!"
"What do you mean I'm making up my mind? That time I heard me complaining that Qingquan Mountain wine was not a drink for evolved people, and the Lord became concerned about it."
"Every three days, an old housekeeper, who is older than my father, is sent over to ask about...the one who is out of breath..."
"So you succumbed to the power of the fifth-level evolver?"
"roll!"
Gao Xuan said seriously, "Well, Mr. Wen has never accepted anyone in the wine tasting. He is the founder of Qingquan Mountain. Aren't you trying to make things difficult for Brother Lin?"
Huang Dashan curled his lips, "That's not necessarily true. Brother Lin's three-color snake wine, now think about the exciting scene when I drank it for the first time... Isn't there a ready-made fifth-level adult? Ahem,
Just in time to try the snake king wine..."
"Oh, so you..."
"Shhh!!"
"Since we know each other, let's sit down and talk." Wen Chongjiu said calmly.
"...Hey, okay."
Gao Xuan glared at Huang Dashan, who shrugged.
"Ye Ming is quite impulsive and hot-blooded. He is no better than the ones you are used to in the wilderness." Seeing the two people being confused, Wen Chongjiu suddenly smiled bitterly, "Old Ye only has three single seedlings, and he is still waiting for them.
Leave a Lin son for the Ye family to ride on the wind and transform into a dragon... If you really hurt him, you won't be kind."
Master Shan sounded like a wronged young daughter-in-law, but he grinned from ear to ear, "How dare I, a little third-level person, offend a fourth-level lieutenant general, ugh..."
Wen Zhong drank a sip of wine and said, "I've already taken care of the matter for you that day. Don't be a good boy just to get an advantage. Three of the garrison troops alone died and a large area was left intact."
"We hunters have died too, haven't we? One of us has also died! Hunters are no longer human beings. No, Master Shan, I can't bear this grievance."
"Then what do you want?"
Wen Chongjiu was so angry that he laughed out loud. The third level provoked the fourth level, but in the end it was the third level that won the fight. Why are you still aggrieved? What are you aggrieved by?
Master Shan changed the topic, "It's nothing, if Ye Ming troubles me again, I can't guarantee what will happen."
"Are you sure it's Ye Ming who's causing trouble for you?"
"Hey, Mr. Wen, calm down, calm down, it's my fault that I'm so angry that your old body is ruined."
Wen Chongjiu glanced up and down, "You seem to know my age very well?"
"Aren't you and Mr. Qin Zhizhen comrades-in-arms? When Mr. Qin died outside Mingguang City, the three walls of Mingguang City had just been built. I think you also..."
"Here comes the wine."
Lin Chou presented a jar of three-color snake wine and specially selected three sea bowls with low rims and wide mouths.
"Here, drunkard's peanuts and vinegar-soaked purple amaranth are my gifts. How can you drink without knowing what to eat with them?"
Master Shan yelled, "Brother Lin, why haven't I seen you give us some dishes to go with the wine?"
Lin Chou didn't even look back, "I'll give you a jar of colorful snake wine as well."
Mr. Shan choked for a moment, "Forget it, come on, waiter... a toothy wolf sashimi and a salt-baked chicken, hurry up!"
Wen Zhongjiu was very familiar with peanuts. Without using chopsticks, he pinched two of them with his hands, threw them up, and started chewing them.
"Well, these peanuts taste right! They are exactly the same as those bags of drunken peanuts that Brother Qin and I dug out from the ruins before the catastrophe!"
He picked up the wine glass and drained it in one gulp, "Hiss!"
Huang Dashan raised his thumb, his eyes shone, and praised in an extremely exaggerated tone, "Master Wen has a great capacity for drinking!"
Wen Zhongjiu's face suddenly turned red, and his eyebrows that looked like calligraphy with iron paintings and silver hooks were raised, and then raised, and then raised again, and finally he took a long breath.
"How can this wine be so strong? How can it be so strong?"