A young man with an unfamiliar face came to the wine shop and ordered a bottle of the cheapest wine.
The shop's business was particularly deserted today, which is a rare thing.
Therefore, the young man in white, who is as handsome as a banished immortal, is very lucky and has a table to sit at.
It's just that the young man's face turned pale, as if he was ill.
Zhang Jiazhen brought the wine pot and wine bowl over, plus a plate of pickles, and told the guests to wait a moment. Then there was a bowl of Yangchun noodles for free.
The guest opened the wine pot, smelled it vigorously, held the wine bowl in his hand, glanced at the pickles, raised his head, and asked in the mellow Jianqi Great Wall dialect: "Such a big wine bowl, such a fragrant Xianjia wine."
, and there are pickles and Yangchun noodles that people can eat for free?! Are they really not Xiaoshu money, just snow money?! Is there any wine shop in the world that does this kind of business? Make a deal with your little guy in advance, I will fix it
You are high and your backing is even bigger. If you want to do that fairy dance on me, there is no way."
Zhang Jiazhen had heard too many complaints from drinkers and drunkards, and it was the first time that she objected to the price of drinks being too cheap. It was probably those foreigners from the vast world. Otherwise, in her hometown, even if she was drinking with Jianxian, or at Taixiang Street
Among the high-ranking disciples on Xuanhu Street, no matter what wine shop or restaurant they were in, there were only those who disliked the high prices and the bad taste of the drinks. Zhang Jiazhen laughed and said, "Guests, feel free to drink. It's really just a piece of cake."
The young man in white pushed the pot of wine further away, put his hands in his sleeves, shook his head and said, "I don't dare drink this wine. It's too cheap. It must be a scam!"
An old sword cultivator at the next table took advantage of the fact that there were not many people at the nearby wine tables. He sat down next to the young man in white with an empty wine bowl, and said with a smile: "You are a foreigner, even though you can talk about us,
If you look at the face here, you'll be drunk if you don't drink it. I bought this bottle of wine."
After the young man said this, he stretched out his hand to hold down the wine bottle, "Just buy it if you want. Do I seem to be a person who is short of money?"
The old sword cultivator was a little helpless. The second shopkeeper always had a vicious eye and a darker heart. Why did he choose such a shill who was just starting out and couldn't tell what was good or bad? The old sword cultivator could only ask in words: "My little fellow Taoist is also one of my own, right?"
?Oh, look at how unhelpful you are, these words are too obvious, they are your own ideas? I guess the second shopkeeper will not teach you to say these things."
As expected, there was an old drunkard and old gambler who only liked to squat on the roadside and drink, but didn't like to drink at the table. He sneered and said: "Where did the evil shopkeeper find the young helper? This is the first time you have done this."
Is this such an unconscionable thing? Didn’t the second shopkeeper even mention it to you? That’s right, now that I have earned a lot of money, I don’t know where to hide and count the money, but I can’t take care of cultivating the wine for the time being.
It’s just a shill. I’m surprised. Our Jianqi Great Wall has always only had gambling shills. Well, when the second shopkeeper comes, he will come up with something new. Why not just start a sect..."
Speaking of this, the old gambler who happened to lose a lot of spare money today turned around and said with a smile: "Die Zhang, I didn't mention you. If you weren't the big shopkeeper, Grandpa Liu would be so poor that he could only drink water, and he wouldn't be willing to come."
Drink here."
Diezhang smiled and didn't care. In Chen Ping'an's words, the drinkers scolded him and the second shopkeeper casually. Scolding too much wastes saliva and makes it easy to drink more. But those who finish scolding once and then never come back to drink are purely just
If you don't want to spend money to have fun, then ask the big shopkeeper to help me write down the name or appearance. In the future, the second shopkeeper will have to find a chance to make amends, be friendly, and smile away the grudges with the other party.
Soon some guests at the table shook their heads and said: "I think our second shopkeeper is evil, but not so heartless. I guess he is a shill from another restaurant, and he came here deliberately to disgust the second shopkeeper. Come on, come on."
, I offer you a bowl of wine. Although my method is a little clumsy, but at a young age, I am very courageous and dare to fight with the second shopkeeper. You are a hero and worthy of my bowl of wine."
The big shopkeeper, Die Zhang, happened to pass by the wine table, stretched out his fingers, and tapped the tabletop gently.
The guest put down his wine bowl angrily, forced a smile and said, "Miss Diezhang, we really don't have any prejudice against you. It's just a pity that the boss is not kind to others. Forget it, I'll punish myself with a bowl."
This guest drank a bowl of wine and was wronged by Miss Diezhang, wasn't he? This man is both aggrieved and sad. I got the personal teachings of the second shopkeeper, and privately obtained the tips and tricks from the second shopkeeper.
"It's black, if it's too black, it's white, if it's too black, it's white, if it's black and white, it's hard to predict the gods." Those who use the fairy formula are serious people.
But the man thought again, forget it, anyway, every time the second shopkeeper secretly sits in the banker, he makes a lot of money. Afterwards, the second shopkeeper will secretly divide the spoils and give money. No, it is dividends, what kind of spoils. As for how much money will be given in the end, there are no rules.
Weird, the second shopkeeper has the final say. A "taoist friend" like Hanzi is only responsible for collecting money. The second shopkeeper made it clear from the beginning that if you give too much, you don't need to thank him. You can just come to the shop and pay more for drinks. If you give less, you don't need to thank him.
Don't complain. Sharing money is a matter of affection, not sharing is a duty. If someone is careless, be careful when walking at night. No one will have a bump in the dark.
Nowadays, it is impossible to drink in this small wine shop without having some snacks.
But as time goes by, and you develop some skills in drinking, you will actually find it very interesting. For example, people who drink in this shop now like you to look at me, and I look at you, looking for clues to try to identify who the other person is.
Enemies are friends.
This man felt that he should be one of the second shopkeeper’s many wine stooges, one with higher seniority, higher cultivation, and better understanding. Otherwise, the second shopkeeper would not have hinted to him that in the future, he would let a trustworthy Taoist friend sit in the bank and be the sole keeper.
Pay attention to who is a shill and who is not. There is no reason for outsiders to earn this kind of money. As for the authenticity here, anyway, it will not cause some family members who have to temporarily stop working to lose money. It guarantees that after the identity is exposed,
You can get a large amount of "pension money", and at the same time, you can let some Taoist friends hide deeper. As for how the person who is the banker makes money, it is actually very simple. He will temporarily discuss it with some senior swordsmen who are not Taoist friends, and use
[ . ] Let’s use our sincere love and face to let them help us spread suspicions. In short, it will never damage the reputation and gambling products of the person who is the banker. The reason is very simple, all one-stick transactions in the world are
It’s not a good deal. We are cultivators, we are certain swordsmen, we have a long life, but our character is not strong enough.
Except for the last words of the second shopkeeper, the man really didn't have the shame to echo anything when he heard about it, but he still deeply believed in all the previous words.
The man was drinking wine and basking in the sun. For some reason, at first he thought the wine here was not expensive and affordable, but now he really feels that the Zhuhai Dongtian wine tastes pretty good.
Cui Dongshan took out a snowflake, placed it gently on the wine table, and started drinking.
If you ask about the subtleties of people's hearts, let alone the drunkards and gamblers here, I am afraid that even his husband Chen Ping'an would never dare to say that he can compare with his student Cui Dongshan.
The human heart in this world, over time, can only feed itself to its fullest, but not alone.
During the more than a year he spent at the Great Wall of Jianqi, what he did seemed to be chaotic, but in Cui Dongshan's view, it was actually very simple, and there was no trace of sloppiness in people's minds.
It's nothing more than a fake, taking advantage of the situation.
This is the same person as the husband before Shu Jianhu.
fake.
It's the wine shop, with drinks, pickles, Yangchun noodles, horizontal scrolls of couplets, and a wall of white cards. Baijianxian Sealpu, Jianjianxian Sealpu, folding fan Wanfan.
Take advantage of the situation.
It's the four gatekeepers including Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji, it's Chen Sanqiu, Yan Pei and other high-ranking descendants, it's the entire Ning Mansion, it's the title of Wen Sheng's disciples, senior brothers and so on, it's all the people who come here to drink, and the inscriptions are on Wu
The sword immortals on the card are many sword cultivators in greater numbers. They are Yu Xuanfu, a wealthy woman from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. They are the people of the Great Wall of Sword Qi who all spent money to buy seals and fans.
Once you have done these two things, you can do more besides self-protection.
To protect yourself is to protect your family and life, but also to protect your heart. Do you want to think more about whether my words and deeds are harmless to the world? Let’s not talk about whether I can do it in the end, just whether I am willing or not.
, will be different people. If you don’t think about these things, it may not harm others, but as long as you are willing to think about these things, it will naturally be better.
However, from Cui Dongshan's point of view, his husband is still stuck at the level of good and good and evil and evil, spinning in circles. It seems like a ghost is beating a wall, and he can only bear the worries and worries by himself, but it is a good thing.
As for the possibility of good giving rise to evil, and evil giving rise to good, Mr. Wang still hasn’t thought much about it. Why did he, a student, mention the ghost of the married woman outside the ancestral house on Mu Ping Lane, deliberately making it so?
An originally simple matter was deliberately complicated, overgrown with weeds, and complicated, making it difficult for Mr. Cui Dongshan? It’s not like Cui Dongshan was full of food, so he naturally had some intentions. Mr. definitely knew that his intentions were not bad, but
The deeper meaning is unknown at the moment.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Mr. steps are steady, it doesn't matter if it's slower, raise your hands and feet, and walk freely.
Then there will be a breeze blowing into my sleeves and a bright moon on my shoulders.
To benefit others, you cannot just give it to others, and you must not be suspected of giving it. Otherwise, it will not matter if you give it to others for free. Others may not be able to keep it, but it will increase the cause and effect in vain.
Yishi, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it all depends on the fate, or whether the wild world agrees or not.
Do not violate your original intention, grasp the appropriateness, proceed step by step, think without any omissions, do your best, take in and let go, and be comfortable.
At first glance.
Very chewy.
Mr. Chen Ping'an, is he more like Qi Jingchun or Cui Cheng?
Why did the old bastard Cui Zhang later create a Shu Jian Lake questioning game, trying to determine the real winner in a tug of war with Qi Jingchun?
He is not the gentleman who has taken a fancy to Cui Dongshan, but in fact, as he walks, he finally seems to become a real comrade with Cui Chan? Isn't this the most interesting thing in the world? So Cui Chan plans to let the dead
Qi Jingchun couldn't admit defeat, but in Cui Han's heart, he could win things over openly. Could you, Qi Jingchun, have imagined that during his lifetime, after so many choices, he just picked another "senior brother Cui Han"?
At that time, Cui Chan can laugh at Qi Jingchun, who has been thinking about it for a while in Lizhu Cave, and finally feels that the person who can "save himself and save others" is actually not Qi Jingchun himself, but someone like Cui Chan. Who loses, who wins
, visible at a glance.
Why did the old scholar separate old bastard Cui's bastard Chan from my Cui Dongshan's soul? Wasn't it also a case of treating the other person in his own way? Let Cui Chan know what he is thinking, and he still doesn't want to.
Totally correct?
Perhaps this is the old scholar who is a bad chess player. He has been hiding and hiding his unique chess skills all his life.
And of course Pei Qian, who was born in the blessed land of Lotus Roots, was also the unreasonable hand of the old scholar.
Cui Dongshan drank a bowl of wine and picked up a chopstick of pickles. It was indeed a little salty. Mr. is still too kind in business and wastes salt.
Watch Taoism.
Taoist temple.
To be continued...