Jiang Xiao walked in from the gap given out by the middle-aged man. The appearance of this tavern was beyond Jiang Xiao's expectations. There were only five tables inside, all small tables that only accommodated four people, with the background of the logs visible under the varnish. The table was only as high as the knees of the person, and there was no chair on both sides, but there were four cushions. At this moment, there was no guest, and all five tables were empty.

The walls on all sides were not only not decorated, but even the paint was made in a rough manner. There were no white powder anyway, and the redness of the bricks below could be seen in many places. The cement on the ground was not known for how long it took to be polished again, leaving potholes of varying depths. There was no electric light in the house, but a few oil lamps were hung on the walls. The flames swayed endlessly, adding a little dim light to the house.

Jiang Xiao originally thought that although the door was simple and simple, even if it was not magnificent, it should be elegant and unique. But at this moment, it seems that elegant is naturally not a question, but it always has a strange taste. To be simple, this house is really simple and not worth mentioning, and it is almost the same as other large food stalls in the LC area. However, those tables, futons, and oil lamps on the walls reveal some different flavors from the ordinary.

The middle-aged man waited until Jiang Xiao entered the door, without leading the seat or asking what Jiang Xiao wanted to order, so he closed the door directly, then pushed open a small door behind and walked in, leaving Jiang Xiao alone outside.

It was the first time Jiang Xiao saw such a big boss, but he didn't know what kind of existence the store was, and what kind of relationship was between the middle-aged boss and Zi Yan. He didn't care. He just picked a table, knelt down on the cushion, and waited quietly. Only then did Jiang Xiao realize that although it was dilapidated, there was no trace of dirtyness in the room. He reached out and gently wiped the table, then twisted his fingers, and the fingertips were still dry and smooth, without any dust and oil on it.

After a while, the small door behind creaked again. The pale and thin middle-aged man walked out with a red painted wooden pallet. He glanced at Jiang Xiao, but did not come over. Instead, he walked to another table, put the pallet down, and said lightly: "Sit here."

Jiang Xiao raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, but did not get up. The middle-aged man put down the tray, looked at him, and said, "Zi Yan only sat on this table."

After saying that, he ignored Jiang Xiao and turned back into the small door.

Jiang Xiao smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to stand up and sit in front of the table where the middle-aged man had just put down the tray.

Zi Yan... It seems that she not only comes here often, but also looks very familiar with this weird middle-aged boss.

Jiang Xiao lowered his head and looked at the pallet brought by the middle-aged man. In the red lacquered wood pallet, there were two wine pots and two wine glasses, which were made of white porcelain. They looked crystal clear and transparent, like white jade, but there was no pattern or inscription on it. In addition, even the two pairs of chopsticks placed were also white. Jiang Xiao tried to reach out and touched it, but found that it was not white jade or ivory, but the same white porcelain fired.

In addition to the wine utensils, there were three small plates in the tray, a plate of peanuts, a plate of dried tofu, and a plate of edamame, which could not be seen at all. Although Jiang Xiao was not a meat-free animal, he could not help but curl his lips in his heart when he saw such a vegetarian dish.

Jiang Xiao turned his head and looked behind him. He saw that the small door had no sign of opening since the middle-aged man entered. Seeing his indifferent expression towards him, even if he called him, he might not be able to pay attention.

The middle-aged man... didn't ask what he wanted to eat, so he brought these two pots of wine and three plates of side dishes without authorization. It was clearly the same as the position of the table, and it came according to Zi Yan's preference.

The master has not arrived yet, so he naturally cannot move his chopsticks first, so he just sat quietly and waited for Zi Yan to arrive.

After a while, Jiang Xiao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already eight:55. He was thinking that Zi Yan was about to come, and a creak behind him. The small door in the kitchen opened again. The pale and thin middle-aged man walked out from inside again, but his eyes did not cast a little on Jiang Xiao's body, and walked straight to the front door.

And just as he walked to the door, two knocks happened to sound.

Jiang Xiao looked at the whole process and instantly remembered the situation in his mind that he had just stood in front of the door and was about to knock on the door, but the door was opened by the middle-aged man.

It looked like he was sitting in front of the monitor, looking at the picture coming from the camera at the door without any distraction.

But - that is obviously impossible. Just looking at the appearance of this tavern, there is not even a single electric light, so how can there be any camera probes and monitors?

Two black painted doors were opened, and Zi Yan was standing outside the door.

Her appearance is still dazzling, but what she is wearing today is not the professional suit she had three days ago, but a wide gray windbreaker that covered her whole body.

Seeing Zi Yan's face, the middle-aged man nodded, moved away from his position, and said lightly: "Someone is already waiting for you."

"I asked him to come." Zi Yan smiled slightly at the middle-aged man, walked into the store, and looked at the tray in front of Wang Jiang Xiao: "Or it's the same?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "It's still the same as before. It's only the same as before."

"When you come, there is nothing else to choose from except for the same thing." Zi Yan smiled, walked to Jiang Xiao and knelt down, took off the wide windbreaker, and threw it on another cushion beside him. The wind was still under the wind, but it was a close-fitting black dress, like a rhythmic suit of gymnastics, outlining the curves of the whole body even more tempting, Linlong and straight.

However, Jiang Xiao naturally didn't think much at this moment. He was just the initial surprise in his eyes. He flashed by and disappeared. The middle-aged man next to him saw the change in Jiang Xiao's eyes, nodded slightly, and said to Zi Yan: "I'm going to the back. If you're fine, don't call me."

"Okay, please trouble you." Zi Yan nodded, smiled at the middle-aged man, watched him walk back to the small door behind the store, and then turned to Jiang Xiao: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Jiang Xiao shook his head: "No, it's just not long before."

He paused, glanced around him again, and asked, "Where is this place? It is open in this LC area that is to be demolished, and will it not be moved away at this time?"

Zi Yan smiled sweetly: "To me, this is just a... place to drink the best wine." After saying that, he reached out and lifted a wine pot, placed two porcelain cups in front of them, and poured them half full: "Try it first."

The wine was just poured out, and before it could be in the mouth, it was already a strange fragrance that thrust straight along the nose and into the brain.

Jiang Xiao had never smelled such a horrifying smell of wine, so he nodded, picked up the wine glass and pecked it lightly. When the wine flowed into his mouth, it seemed like a bomb exploding in his mouth. In an instant, it spread into the entire mouth, wrapping every taste bud on it, and without even swallowing it by itself, it automatically drilled into the esophagus.

After it flowed into the throat, the wine turned into a hot stream and warmed it all the way to the stomach. However, there was no slightest feeling of burning the throat with the strong wine. I just felt that my whole body was warm and soaked in warm water.

"This wine..." Jiang Xiao's whole body was shocked, and he widened his eyes and looked at the wine glass in front of him: "What kind of wine is this?"

It would be fine if this wine was just good, but with Jiang Xiao's experience, he could not even distinguish the category of this wine. At the mouth, it was as soft as cotton, and it felt like RB sake, about ten degrees. But below his throat, it instantly turned into the strong white wine of at least fifty degrees.

Different wines naturally have their own unique flavors. Simply put, the lees in white wine, the peat and wheat smoky flavor in whiskey, the grape flavor in brandy, or the gin flavor in gin. Although there are more subtle subdivisions in various categories, such as the strong-flavored sauce flavor, or pure wheat whiskey and cereal whiskey, the most basic one is the type of wine, which should be able to be found in one sip if you have a little experience in tasting.

But no matter how Jiang Xiao tasted it, he could not find even a slightly similar type in his memory.

"I'm drinking it for the first time, do you think it's incredible?" Zi Yan looked at Jiang Xiao's shocked expression and smiled brightly: "Of course. Lao Hua never accepts any outsiders here, let alone sell the wine he brews outside. It is naturally impossible for the world to know that there is such wine in the world. As for its name..."

Zi Yan shook his head and said slowly: "No name. How can a boring person like Lao Hua have that kind of leisure to give him a name? But we only call it Lao Hua's wine."

Jiang Xiao took another sip, closed his eyes and swallowed it, then let out a long breath, murmured: "It is indeed the best wine I have seen in my life. But even if it has no name, it should have a classification, right? Or at least, what was brewed?"

Zi Yan shook his head slightly: "How can we know about this kind of thing? Even if we ask Lao Hua, he won't say much. Besides, those who can drink his wine are not troublesome people."

Jiang Xiao nodded and pointed to the back door: "He...is Lao Hua? You said just now that he never accepts outsiders here, so he is also the person you mentioned... in the 'academy'?"

Zi Yan burst out laughing and shook her head: "Lao Hua? How could he agree to join the academy? However, he has the ability to make wine, but it is the only one among us, so no one dares to offend him."

Jiang Xiao nodded, nodded softly, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

After meeting Zi Yan last time, he wrote down every word Zi Yan said and kept pondering every word in his heart.

The "academic" mentioned by Zi Yan should be an organization that she refers to as "same kind" belongs to. And those "same kind" should refer to those who are the same as Zi Yan and Jiang Xiao, those supernatural beings.

From the point of view that once Zi Yan confirmed that Jiang Xiao had superpowers, he came to contact him, the "Academy" should have been committed to attracting all superpowers into this organization. As long as the academy discovers superpowers, they will definitely come forward to contact him.

But now, Zi Yan told him that Lao Hua, the pale and thin middle-aged man, was not a member of the "Academic". But she also revealed that Lao Hua was also their "same type".

In other words... "Same" does not necessarily mean subordinate to "academic"?

Moreover, do they have the "right to refuse"?
Chapter completed!