A gentle and humble scholar.

The moment I slapped the table and drank, I became extremely heroic!

Make the guests at the three tables next to you flick their wrists.

But the people who can come here to eat and drink tea are not ordinary people.

At most, I looked at him with disdain and cursed in my heart.

On the contrary, Xiao Changfeng sat calmly and looked calm.

"Guest, what kind of wine do you want? The shop has fine Nervang wine, Zuihua Diao wine, bamboo leaf wine..."

Although the waiter was also frightened by the young man.

But he quickly came to his senses and asked with a smile.

"Here's your best wine, as much as you like!"

The young man waved his hand and threw out a high-quality gift bag.

After the waiter took it, he caught a glimpse of the top-quality spiritual stone.

Immediately he smiled.

"Guest, please wait a moment, the wine will be served soon."

When big business came to the door, the waiter wished he could support the young man as the God of Wealth.

"snort!"

The guests at the three tables next to me snorted lightly when they saw this scene.

Obviously, he has great disdain for the behavior of young upstarts.

And at this time.

The young man then sat opposite Xiao Changfeng and rubbed his face that looked like a big white steamed bun.

"Brother, I invite you. I'm Zhao Fugui. If you allow me to sit down, I'll treat you to a drink!"

The young man named Zhao Fugui is very familiar.

Although he is fat, he looks like a silly son of a landlord.

But there is a sense of chicness and chivalry between his words.

Xiao Changfeng nodded slightly and responded.

Such a close distance.

Xiao Changfeng didn't even need his spiritual consciousness, he just saw Zhao Fugui clearly.

The realm of the seventh level of the Earth Martial Realm.

From a basic point of view, it seems to be similar to myself.

He looks sixteen or seventeen years old.

In China, although he is not considered a genius, he can still be described as a genius.

certainly.

The most important thing is the gray robe Zhao Fugui wears.

On the chest of the robe, there is a square word "bitter".

Xiao Changfeng came all the way.

This is not the first time I have seen this kind of gray robe.

So he knows.

This young man named Zhao Fugui comes from the Baixing sect.

And he is also an inner disciple!

As for the word "bitter" on my chest.

In fact, it’s very particular.

It is said that there is a huge stone tablet in front of the mountain gate of Baixingzong.

Eight big characters are engraved on the stone tablet to warn the disciples of the sect.

"When it prospers, the people suffer. When it dies, the people suffer!"

Therefore, the pattern logo of the disciples of the Baixing Sect is the word "bitter".

"Here comes the wine!"

The waiter came back again, carrying a tray.

But there is no wine bottle in the tray, only a low-level storage ring.

When Zhao Fugui saw the waiter arriving, his eyes suddenly lit up.

I rubbed my face out of habit, and then I couldn't wait to go to the storage ring.

An exquisite wine flask and three matching wine glasses.

besides.

It is a fine wine on the altar.

"Sir, this is the best Sanchun Yangzhu in our store. It is brewed from the dew on the bamboo leaves in spring. It has a sweet and refreshing taste, and it also has the fragrance of bamboo leaves. I guarantee you will agree with it."

The waiter started to introduce.

And Zhao Fugui couldn't help but pour a glass.

Take a sip!

In an instant, that fair and tender face turned red quickly.

After a while, Zhao Fugui suddenly let out a big sip of alcohol.

He gave the waiter a thumbs up:

“Good wine!”

The waiter grinned, with a proud look on his face.

"Please be patient, sir. If necessary, call for the younger one!"

The waiter had to take care of other guests and soon left.

The drunken blush on Zhao Fugui's face has not yet dissipated.

He took out two other clean cups.

Pour the refreshing drink.

Then he placed it in front of Xiao Changfeng and Tong Yi.

"This wine is really good. Come on, I'll treat you. Don't be polite to me."

Looking at the familiar Zhao Fugui.

Xiao Changfeng did not refuse, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The wine is like fire, burning in the mouth.

But it soon turned cool.

There is something beautiful between movement and stillness.

It is indeed a good wine.

"Brother, won't you drink?"

Zhao Fugui couldn't help but ask when he saw Tongyi didn't move.

"He is my follower and doesn't know how to drink!"

Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly.

Zhao Fugui did not continue to ask.

"We are destined to meet each other. I haven't asked my brother for his surname yet."

Zhao Fugui was indeed a good drinker, and he drank a jar of wine in the blink of an eye.

Only then did he remember to ask Xiao Changfeng's name.

"Xiao Changfeng!"

Xiao Changfeng had no intention of hiding his name.

So I said it openly.

However, Zhao Fugui did not show any shock.

He didn't like the wine glass being too small, so he simply drank from the jar.
To be continued...