The wine shop was very busy on the first day. Lin Yanli put his hands in his sleeves and squatted on the small bench, squinting and smiling.
Sure enough, letting Liuying and Liuli help is the right choice.
Some people come here just to have a drink, so they get together in groups of two and a half, toasting and drinking.
Some drunkards are not interested in the wine, but in the beauty of the wine shop. Drinking one glass at a time, they drink carefully, for fear that they will drink too fast and leave early, and miss some scenery.
Liu Ying was busy in the shop, and she became accustomed to these sights. She became more relaxed in doing things, not as rigid as before, and occasionally she could talk dirty words to the drinkers.
Facing the customers, Liuli looked like a little daughter-in-law and hid behind the counter, sometimes peeking at the visitors, and sometimes lowering her head, her face was rosy, which was really cute.
After a young monk sat down on the bench, he looked at the pretty figure coming from the shop and said with a blushing face: "Bring me a jar of the most expensive wine here."
A middle-aged swordsman on the other side joked: "Young people swollen their noses to look like elephants in front of beautiful women, so be careful not to get out of the shop later!"
On the other side, there was a female swordsman who was drinking alone. Her cheeks were red. After pouring the last drop of wine from the wine jar into a small bowl, she said softly: "Young people, don't listen to this person's nonsense. The most expensive thing here today is
The drinks are worth a try.”
Liu Ying slowly walked out of the house, holding a book in her arms, sketching a stroke on the book, and said softly: "It just opened today. The most expensive Drunk Painting Fairy only needs fifty spiritual stones. How about one altar?"
"Come on!" The young monk touched the storage bag on his waist and made up his mind.
Liuying smiled and said softly: "A drunken painting fairy, for this future swordsman!"
Liuli hurriedly wrote down a few strokes on the account book. Chen Ke dug into the storage bag and took out a jar of wine. He held a plate of peanuts and a bowl of sour radish sticks in his hand and brought them to the young monk.
Grinning, "The wine shop provides free snacks, no matter what kind of wine you order, you can eat it."
"Thank you so much, little brother." The young monk cupped his hands and thanked him.
Just as Chen Ke was about to return to the house, he was pulled by his sleeve by the young monk. The young monk smiled and said, "It's too lonely for me to drink alone. My little brother, please drink with me."
Chen Ke turned around and looked inside the wine shop. It was getting close to sunset and there were not many customers in the wine shop. Even Liu Ying was busy alone.
"good!"
"Okay!"
The young man opened the seal, placed the two wine bowls, poured two bowls of wine, and asked, "What do you call the little brother?"
Chen Ke smiled and said, "It's spotless, and it's Chen Ke who has the sound of jade."
"What a name!" The young man gave a thumbs up, "My name is Xia Yuanzhou and I am from Quanzhou in the West."
After the two touched each other with their wine bowls, the young man leaned into Chen Ke's ear and said softly: "Brother Chen Ke, is this Miss Liu Ying really the Great Sword Cultivator of the Great Wilderness?"
"That's absolutely true." Chen Ke nodded.
This is not a secret in Mutian City, and we are not afraid of anyone who is interested in attacking it.
Xia Yuanzhou held the wine bowl and took a big sip. The hot wine stimulated the tip of his tongue and made him spit it out. He looked up at Chen Ke and asked, "What kind of wine is this? It's so spicy!"
Chen Ke smiled, took a small sip, and responded: "Drunken Painting Fairy!"
The middle-aged monks at the other table laughed loudly when they saw this scene: "Young juniors, you can't make a fool of yourself when it comes to drinking. No, you are making a fool of yourself!"
The woman finished the last bowl of wine and leaned against the railing of the wine shop. Her eyes flickered and her hair was hanging from the corner of her mouth. She said in a charming manner, "Young man, this is not how this Drunk Painting Fairy drinks. Such a strong drink."
You have to take a small sip.”
The young monk licked his lips and drank some in small sips. The aroma of the wine triggered his taste buds, and he could vaguely feel the sweetness of the spiritual plant.
It’s true that it didn’t displease him. It was indeed a good wine.
After twisting a few more peanuts, adding a few pickled radish sticks, and drinking three small bowls of wine, the young monk's fair face turned red.
The middle-aged monk chuckled and said: "Young man, you still drink too much wine. Just three glasses will not suffice?"
The young woman covered her eyes with her hands and said coldly: "Sword cultivators must drink!"
After drinking, the young monk became more courageous. He looked around and looked at the beautiful scenery of the wine shop bending down to wipe the table. He lowered his voice and said: "Little brother Chen Ke, the figure of this senior Liu Ying is as good as
It’s easy to have children. Do you think there is any way that Senior Liu Ying can give me some advice? Don’t misunderstand me. I’m here for the swordsmanship, so I don’t have any bad thoughts about Senior Liu Ying.”
Chen Ke laughed dumbly.
It turns out that this is the purpose of this fellow Daoist Xia.
It is human nature for a gentleman to eat sex, not to mention Liu Ying is really good-looking, those breasts and butt, well, they are indeed good for fertility!
Chen Ke patted Xia Yuanzhou's shoulder lightly and said softly: "Give up."
The words were like a heavy punch to the chest. Xia Yuanzhou sighed and started pouring himself wine one bowl at a time.
Who didn't fall in love with a woman at first sight when they were young?
Even though I knew it was impossible, I still couldn't help but want to try.
Chen Ke crossed his hands on the table and looked at the young man in front of him, and said softly: "Don't drink it here. The sobering soup requires two spiritual stones per bowl. If you want to vomit, remember to vomit on the roadside. If you vomit on the table, you will need to collect more."
A spiritual stone."
The middle-aged monk laughed loudly, "Shopkeeper, you are so merciless!"
Chen Ke shrugged his shoulders. This was the rule set by Lin Yanli. If someone didn't abide by the rules, Liu Ying would naturally come to teach him to abide by the rules. They were not only waiters but also thugs at the liquor store.
An old man sitting near the window of the wine shop finished the sour radish strips in the bowl and handed the empty bowl to Chen Ke. Chen Ke grinned and took out another bowl from the storage bag and handed it to the old man.
Sword Immortal held it in his hand and said: "Old Sword Immortal, this is the fifth bowl of radish sticks. Just order the Osmanthus Yao with three spiritual stones. Later, if Yan Li knows about it, he will hit me on the head with a bamboo stick."
The old swordsman narrowed his eyebrows, stroked his beard, raised his finger and pointed at the signboard and said: "Don't you just have side dishes here for you to eat? Come on, bring me a plate of peanuts!"
Chen Ke was a little helpless, so he had to send another plate of peanuts.
"That's very kind!" The old swordsman stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Why haven't you seen Xiao Yanli? I heard that old guy Liu Guan said that she took over the Tai'a sword, which belongs to our Mutian City.
The new sword master, that’s great. The sword master is finalized and I feel at ease!”
"I left her and went to the city."
"It's better to go to the city. It's best to learn all the swordsmanship from Old Sword Immortal Lin, so that one day you can return to your hometown with the monks from Mutian City."
The old man held the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp, "But I won't see this day."
Chen Ke smiled and said nothing, but felt that the old man in front of him was a little sad.