Although Zheng Chen is young, under the guidance of Ge Shan for many years, he is quite calm in his work, and his mind is definitely not weaker than that of an average person in his thirties. For his age, he is considered shrewd.
The bargaining just now seemed easy, but in fact it was very twists and turns. The situation at that time depended on who could hold on. Zheng Chen not only restrained his strong desire to buy the metasequoia at the beginning, but also acted calmly when negotiating the price.
Yun Dan, even though the stall owner has experienced the world for a long time, he still can't understand Zheng Chen's thoughts.
The whole process was actually no worse than a fight, and even a bit more dangerous than fighting with Boss Qian. Fortunately, Zheng Chen persisted until the end. Those ten steps were not easy. Every step he took, he
There is an urge to turn around.
After the transaction was completed, Zheng Chen felt relieved and inadvertently exhaled a depressed breath. When the stall owner asked him to treat him, he did not refuse even though he knew that the stall owner wanted to take advantage of him.
While the stall owner was chattering, Zheng Chen stepped across the threshold of the restaurant and was about to find a seat on the first floor, but was taken to the second floor by the stall owner.
The second floor is not as large as the first floor, but there are not many seats. On the contrary, it looks more spacious. There are several private rooms divided by screens, and there is a flower pot on each table.
The flowers in the flowerpots were bright and colorful, filling the entire second floor with a pleasant floral fragrance, which actually covered up the smell of wine and food.
The stall owner chose a seat by the window and greeted Zheng Chen to take a seat like a host. At the same time, he called the waiter and ordered the food and drinks in the same manner. He didn't look like he was being invited at all, but instead looked like he was doing the work.
Ordinary.
Zheng Chen just smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying a word to stop him. Although this restaurant was high-end, Zheng Chen had plenty of money in his storage bag, so he would not be reluctant to pay for a banquet.
But when he heard the stall owner reciting the name of the dish he ordered, Zheng Chen's face turned green.
"Half a pound of Yunhe tongue and breast, two raccoon paws, one nine-color cod, one three-eared rabbit..."
"That's enough, that's enough. There are only two of us, how can we eat so much!"
Zheng Chen really couldn't listen anymore, so he quickly stopped the stall owner and said with a black line on his forehead.
"Well, let's have another spiritual fruit platter, plus a pot of fifty-year-old flame brew."
The stall owner nodded, but under Zheng Chen's angry eyes, he ordered two more items before calmly closing the menu.
Although Zheng Chen was in great pain, the waiter was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He bowed his waist and responded, then flew downstairs, fearing that the two guests would regret it.
"That metasequoia plant of yours is only worth fifteen pieces of warm jade, but the wine and food you ordered are probably worth a few pieces of warm jade. I've lost a lot of money on this business." Zheng Chen looked at the proud look on his face.
The stall owner said with a grimace.
"My little brother, what you said is wrong. You must know that to be successful in life, you must have all the fun. Those coins and warm jade are not spiritual stones. They are just extraneous things to us monks. Why should we be so stingy?" The stall owner pretended again.
The master's expression was like that of an elder in the master's sect teaching a disciple, but he was really incompetent.
"Since they are all personal possessions and you don't care about them, I'll let you pay for the food and wine." Zheng Chen rolled his eyes at the stall owner and then said with a hint of irony.
"Hehe..." The stall owner was finally speechless and just smiled awkwardly. He could no longer pretend to be aloof.
I have to say that the efficiency of this restaurant is really high. Zheng Chen and the stall owner said it was time for tea, and the waiter had already served the food and drinks, and asked the two of them to take their time with a smile on his face.
Zheng Chen was naturally not the person who cared about everything. Since it had already been served, there was nothing to be polite about. Thinking that he would have to pay the bill himself later, he was so unbalanced that he actually ate faster than the stall owner.
The stall owner was originally going to introduce the delicacies on the table to Zheng Chen, but when he saw Zheng Chen acting like a storm, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He immediately put aside his pretense of being a master and started competing with Zheng Chen for the food.
Just after the gluttonous battle ended, Zheng Chen picked up the wine bottle that had not been touched while the stall owner was wiping his mouth. The young man became angry and poured the wine directly into his mouth as if he was angry.
go.
"Uh, this..."
The stall owner originally wanted to persuade Zheng Chen as if on conditioned reflex, but then a playful smile appeared on his face.
When the drink first entered his mouth, Zheng Chen didn't feel the taste yet. After a while, his face suddenly changed drastically. It seemed like a fire was rising up from his belly along his throat, and he was ready to spit it out.
Zheng Chen was stunned and secretly thought that he was too reckless. He just remembered that this drink was called Lieyan Brew. It was probably not comparable to ordinary spirits. There must be some secret to it.
Just now, out of anger, Zheng Chen poured down most of the fifty-year-old flame brew in one go without even tasting the flavor. But now, most of the pot of fifty-year-old flame brew is showing its power in his belly.
The increasingly violent alcohol power spread throughout his body like waves of fire, especially his throat, which was unbearably hot. Zheng Chen intuitively felt that if he opened his mouth at this time, he would definitely become a fire-breathing monster.
At this time, Zheng Chen did not dare to underestimate the power of the wine in his belly. He had already closed his eyes and was running the Red Flame Jue to suppress and refine the power of the wine. However, the fifty-year-old Lieyan brew was not only extremely powerful, but also contained a lot of alcohol.
The spiritual power is not weak. Zheng Chen drank so much in one breath. He wanted to refine it quickly, but it was not something he, a monk who had not yet reached the Soul Gathering Stage, could do. Even if an ordinary monk in the Soul Gathering Stage drank five
When Ten Years of Fierce Brewing takes place, it’s also a small cup of wine.
Looking at Zheng Chen, whose face was as red as oozing blood, the stall owner regained his appearance as a master, shook his head and said with a smile: "You have no hair on your mouth. It's true that you are not doing your job well. You deserve to suffer a little, but
, if this person can refine more than half of the pot of fifty-year-old flame brew, it is very likely that he will become the peak of the late stage of acupuncture. If he is supplemented with the spirit gathering pill, he may be able to directly advance to the spirit gathering stage. But this
The flames are so violent and burst out in the body in such a short period of time, which is a great test for the endurance of the muscles and veins. Fortunately, this kid has a fire attribute, otherwise it would be miserable."
There were also many monks nearby who noticed what was going on with Zheng Chen. Some were shocked, some sneered, some were waiting to see the joke, and some kind-hearted people naturally showed a bit of worry.
The waiter also came closer and asked the stall owner with concern: "Is he okay?"
The stall owner touched a few strands of almost invisible beard on his chin, squinted his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen."
Seeing that the stall owner showed a somewhat masterful demeanor and was calm and collected, and after taking a few more glances at Zheng Chen, who was still and disorderly, he felt calm in his heart, but did not dare to leave just like that. He still stood aside and watched quietly. After all,
If something happens to a guest while drinking here, their restaurant will bear unshirkable responsibility, and the badge on Zheng Chen's chest clearly shows his identity as a disciple of the Luoxia Sect.
Within a radius of 10,000 miles, the Luoxia Sect is the most powerful force. Even within a radius of 100,000 miles, it is still a sect that can be counted. The disciples of the Luoxia Sect are still highly regarded when traveling outside.
Zheng Chen's current situation is indeed extremely bad, but it is not so bad that it is fatal. The fiery alcohol flowing from the abdomen to the body gradually concentrates from the muscles and veins into the Dantian under the suppression of the Red Flame Jue.
The monks in the late stage of acupuncture have a spiritual cyclone in their Dantian, which is the center of their skills. When the hot wine enters Zheng Chen's Dantian, it is pulled by the fire attribute spiritual power cyclone and rotates with the cyclone.
, gradually formed an energy vortex.
Under the continuous rotation of the cyclone, the fire energy in the wine was gradually refined and became part of Zheng Chen's skill.
Fortunately, Zheng Chen's body and tendons have been tempered many times. It is not as tough as iron, but it is far superior to ordinary monks in the late stage of acupuncture, and even some monks in the spirit gathering stage cannot compare. Even though those who drink alcohol are extremely violent,
But Zheng Chen could hold on, but it was more painful.
But the spiritual power contained in more than half a pot of fifty-year-old flame brew is really not weak. Although the spiritual power cyclone in the Dantian can control and refine it, the spiritual power cyclone is constantly expanding, and there is something to condense.
The trend of becoming a spiritual force group.
As we all know, once the spiritual power whirlpool in the Dantian of a monk in the late stage of acupuncture is condensed into a spiritual power group, it must be combined with it with the mind to break through to the spirit gathering stage. Once this process starts, it cannot be stopped, or it can be successfully advanced to the spirit gathering stage.
, or the attack on the Soul Gathering Stage fails, causing the skill to dissipate. Even if the skill level is not affected, the body will be injured.
The key point is that Zheng Chen is different from ordinary monks. Before the counter-vein is unblocked, he cannot advance to the spirit-gathering stage. However, if the soul-gathering along the line fails, his cultivation will plummet.
After several months of hard work, Zheng Chen had just restored the Shunmai to the late stage of acupuncture. If all his previous efforts were wasted due to drinking water by mistake, then his wish to break through the Soul Gathering Stage before the age of eighteen would really be in vain.
Already.
Fortunately, Zheng Chen already knew the existence of the reverse vein, and also knew the key reason why he could not attack the spirit gathering period. Therefore, when the spiritual power group in the dantian had a tendency to condense, he used his mind to involve that person.
The spiritual energy swirled, constantly heading towards the reverse channel, trying to squander the fire attribute spiritual power in the Dantian to open the acupuncture points of the reverse channel.
Of course, before taking action, he took a Peiyuan Pill regardless of the many people watching.
Under the power of the Peiyuan Pill, the opened veins of Ni Mei were covered with a protective film. When the fire spiritual power entered Ni Mei, the pressure on Ni Mei was weakened, which also caused Zheng Chen's pain.
Much lighter.
"Huh? This kid is a bit weird, but unfortunately, my spiritual cultivation is too weak to see through the situation in his body. The Luoxia Sect is indeed a great sect that has been passed down for many years. A kid in the late stage of acupuncture can actually
How powerful!" The stall owner saw that the red color on Zheng Chen's face was showing signs of fading, and he couldn't help but exclaimed in wonder.
Just when Zheng Chen was trying his best to solve the drinking problem, someone in the restaurant suddenly shouted: "You old liar is actually here, it's really easy for me to find you!"
The stall owner who was watching Zheng Chen suddenly changed his face when he heard the familiar voice. He jumped out of the window without saying a word and without looking back. While everyone was stunned, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Don't leave, liar. I won't break your legs today!"
The shouting sounded again, and a figure also crossed out of the window. From the beginning to the end, no one could clearly see the appearance of the monk who made the shouting.
