In the early morning of the sixth day, Fang Kuang, Fang Qiying and a group of guards gathered in front of the wine shop and were ready to leave for Tianchi City.

After staying for five full days, it doesn't matter how much Fang Qiying's ability to recognize people has improved. His biggest regret is that he didn't wait for that young man.

Just as Fang Kuang boarded the carriage, the sharp-eyed shopkeeper immediately ran out, carrying a jar of unopened plum blossom wine.

Even without opening the lid, the aroma of the wine is already so strong that it’s mouth-watering.

Those ordinary monks who often drank in wine shops all had their eyes straightened. When had they ever seen such a generous shopkeeper, and besides, he was just a passer-by.

Some monks who were familiar with the shopkeeper couldn't help but joked: "Brother Chen, shopkeeper Chen, we have known each other for so many years, and it is only during the Chinese New Year that you are willing to take out a few jars of plum blossom wine from that year for everyone to try."

"Why did you change your gender today? The smell of this wine, even before it's opened, is even more fragrant than the jars of ten-year-old wine from a few days ago."

"Why, you took out all your daughter's dowry and fell in love with this young man."

Shopkeeper Chen's eyes widened, an inexplicable aura emitted, and he stared unfriendly at the man who spoke.

But in the end, he did not speak out to refute, but turned around and apologized to Fang Kuang: "Senior, please forgive me. My brother in the family doesn't have much vision. I hope senior won't blame me for not having the same knowledge as him."

But what Shopkeeper Chen didn't expect was that not only was Fang Kuang not angry, but he responded with a smile: "Shopkeeper Chen, don't worry, there is no one who has never been young and frivolous, and there is no one who doesn't want someone to love and think about him."

"If my daughter really sees eye to eye with my grandson, I won't be that evil person."

As soon as these words came out, the restaurant burst into laughter, and people kept shouting and asking the shopkeeper to call his daughter out to meet the old man next to her.

Faced with this scene, Fang Kuang looked towards the distance of the street with a smile, not caring about his own grandson's red-faced request for help.

This made more men in the restaurant laugh and boo, and Shopkeeper Chen's solemn look relaxed.

Even the young man's cultivation level is much higher than his, let alone this unfathomable old man and those vicious guards.

Those of them who work hard and have a low level of cultivation are just living a living, that is to say, they were born in the city with good fortune, so they don't have to work hard to buy a mansion.

Their cultivation is low and they earn less, but the advantage is that they are stable and can have some time to drink.

But there are not many such "good luck people". The people gathered in the inn are already one or two out of a hundred in the entire Dongsai City.

Therefore, shopkeeper Chen is also worried that he will suddenly lose a customer and a friend who "shares the same problem" and can drink with him.

I can't blame the man. He couldn't see through the cultivation of the young and old couple. He had never seen these guards directly, and he couldn't guess their purpose of drinking in this kind of wine shop.

All he knew was that no one would come here to drink every day in a wine shop that most monks looked down upon.

Generally speaking, such a wrong understanding may lead to loss of life. Fortunately, even though Fang Kuang was in a bad mood, he did not mean to offend him.

Seeing that the shopkeeper showed no intention of looking for his daughter, the cheering crowd also calmed down.

Although Fang Qiying's face was still red, she showed the courage that a son of an aristocratic family should have and sat quietly beside her grandfather.

Fang Kuang withdrew his gaze, met Shopkeeper Chen's gaze, nodded slightly, pulled the reins of the horse and let the carriage drive slowly.

Although it is a bit regretful that I did not wait for that young man, I still have to rush forward and practice practice.

But before he had taken a few steps, a young but unfamiliar voice came to his ears, and the hand waving the reins couldn't help but slow down.

Although the guards, including Fang Qiying, were a little confused, they still didn't say anything and just sat quietly on the horse.

"The shopkeeper is not very kind. The aroma of the wine does not worry about the depth of the alley, but you just hide the good wine."

"The aroma of this wine is much richer than that of the ten-year-old plum blossom wine. Why, is the shopkeeper afraid that I won't pay for my drink?"

Shopkeeper Chen's smile remained unchanged, and he was not at all disturbed by the young man's teasing. Since the other party was here for the wine, he naturally would not make anything more difficult.

What's more, with such little wealth, why should this young man worry about it?

However, in business, the reason for giving wine to an old man is because he comes to drink every day, and because the money collected on the first day goes against his conscience.

But although the young man in front of him also received a hundred gold coins, he gave it voluntarily, and shopkeeper Chen didn't feel he was indebted.

At this moment, a voice came from not far away: "It just so happens that I have a jar of twenty-year-old plum blossom wine given by shopkeeper Chen, so I will ask you to lend flowers to the Buddha."

After saying that, a powerful mental force dragged the wine jar in the air and flew towards Yiran, and three more wine bowls flew out of the wine shop.

After filling up the wine, one flew to Yi Ran, one flew to the shopkeeper, and one came to his hand.

At the same time, the wine in the wine jar turned into dozens of similar water arrows and shot into the cups of every monk in the wine shop.

"Borrow shopkeeper Chen's wine and give me a toast to my little brother and all the heroes!"

The men in the wine shop couldn't help but feel flattered, and then they realized that this old man was actually an unimaginable master.

The man who was teasing the shopkeeper about the toast realized later that he had almost provoked a terrifying and powerful man inadvertently.

Yiran reached out and took a wine bowl, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, sighing: "The shopkeeper is not as honest as my father-in-law, he has such good wine but doesn't bring it out."

"Are you really planning to leave it to your future son-in-law? Then I will really feel a little sorry."

Speaking of being prepared to leave it to her son-in-law, Yi Ran couldn't help but think of a wine she was familiar with but had never seen before - Ner Hong.

Inexplicably, Yi Ran smiled and said: "If it is really a wine left for my son-in-law, why not just call it Nuer Hong."

"There is a custom in my hometown. When a daughter is born, the father will bury several jars of strong wine for her daughter, and then dig out the wine to entertain the guests when the daughter gets married. The daughter will wear a red dress and marry as a true husband."

Shopkeeper Chen took a sip of the wine with an intoxicated look on his face, but seemed not to have heard the allusion Yi Ran said. He said with some embarrassment, "Young Master, this is a joke. Ten years of plum blossom wine has become the shop's signature. As for the past twenty years,

I really don’t have a few jars of aged wine left, so I can’t entertain everyone.”

"Only those who are regular customers will occasionally order a jar of twenty-year-old plum blossom wine. This wine gets better and better every year. If you drink a jar, you will lose one jar. Therefore, I hope you will forgive me."

Before Yi Ran could respond, Fang Kuang responded and said, "My daughter is a true man in red makeup. My daughter is red. What a daughter. Hong. Just hearing this name makes me intoxicated."

"Shopkeeper Chen, why don't you bury a few jars of ten-year-old plum blossom wine and take it out when your daughter meets your true love? If there is a chance, I will come to ask for a drink."

"As for the twenty-year-old plum blossom wine, this young master has already spoken. Why don't we just show off and take out a few jars."

Yiran also didn't expect that the old man would speak for him. In fact, he only had a slight mental contact on the way that day and did not leave any impression on the old man. At this moment, it is impossible to use mental power to detect a spiritual being in front of people.

Faced with the old man's kindness, Yi Ran neither catered nor declined, but just waved his hand casually and said to the shopkeeper: "It's okay, it's okay. This bowl of wine can satisfy your appetite. I also want to thank my father-in-law.

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"I am just an elder who has good wine at home. Everywhere I go, I will collect some well-known local wines, including spirits, alcoholic wines, and fruit wines. When I was in Yishui City, I had already purchased several jars of plum blossom wine, but I didn't want to be the shopkeeper.

More fragrant and mellow.”

Shopkeeper Chen has been here for many years. Not only does he have an exquisite mind, but at least his eyesight has been perfected for a long time.

What the old man did just now was beyond what an ordinary fifth-level or sixth-level magician could do. No matter how high he thought of the old man, he never expected that the old man could be a spiritual person.

And this spiritual man who had been drinking in his wine shop for several days for some unknown reason actually spoke to a young man, which made him doubt his guesses in the past few days.

The reason why I don't have that much favorable impression of this young man is because he talked nonsense a few days ago and asked about things that were simply impossible.

It was because he had prejudices in his heart that even though he couldn't see through the young man's cultivation, he didn't have a good look on him, so he didn't respond to him several times.

It's just the old man's attitude towards this young guy that made him have to carefully consider whether this young man can really fight across five stars?

Or is he able to cross levels?

This made Shopkeeper Chen, who had never left Dongsai City in his life, start to tremble inexplicably.

Could it be that I really misjudged this young man?

Shopkeeper Chen glanced at Fang Kuang, saw the smile in his eyes, and then gritted his teeth and said to Yiran, "You're being rude."

"I never thought that the young master's request for twenty-year-old wine was actually to bring it to the elders in the family. Based on this intention, how can I save a few jars of wine for the young master? It should be regarded as a small gesture of filial piety to the young master's elders."

The smile on Yiran's face became brighter, and he joked about the sudden change in the attitude of the shopkeeper, saying: "Shopkeeper Chen, don't force yourself. If you drink a jar of aged wine that is less than a jar, you will not be able to take it back after you give it to me."

Shopkeeper Chen didn't understand why he agreed, but the young man seemed to want to refuse, so he gritted his teeth and continued: "Although my cultivation is low, I still spit on my nails. Besides, I have the gift of wine."

The seniors speak for the young master, how can the younger one dare to entrust the older one?"

"To be honest with you, there are still eight jars of plum blossom wine in twenty years. Since you like this wine, I will give you three jars. Among the remaining five jars, I will add two more jars to you. I can keep three jars for myself."

I have a thought."

"Master, what do you think?"

Yi Ran looked at the old man in front of him and asked with a smile: "Senior, what do you think?"

Fang Kuang did not expect that this young man would ask him, but his favorable impression of the young man increased a bit. He smiled at Shopkeeper Chen and said, "It all depends on Shopkeeper Chen's arrangement."

Shopkeeper Chen had a look of pain on his face. He took out three jars of twenty-year-old plum blossom wine from the space ring and handed them to Yiran, and then took out two jars and gave them to Fang Kuang.

Seeing that the normal inventory was gone in an instant, shopkeeper Chen's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd.

Plum blossom wine is not actually a rare wine, but after its vintage reaches ten or even twenty years, its value becomes even more desirable to those who are addicted to wine than rare wine.

While Fang Kuang took the wine jar, he stuffed a gold card into shopkeeper Chen's hand and said with a hearty smile: "Today I invite this young hero and all the heroes to drink, I wish my grandson a happy life in the secret realm of Tianchi."
Chapter completed!