Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 43 Filled
The shopkeeper of Piaoxiangju is a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment. He has been the shopkeeper here for decades, and he knows that people can't be judged by appearances.

So even if we couldn't detect the old man's cultivation base, he couldn't sense the aura in him, and the shopkeeper of Piaoxiangju didn't judge people by their appearance, but asked politely: "Is the old man here for a drink or for a meal?"

"What is the best wine for you?" The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, even Zhuzhu and the others sitting upstairs heard his voice and looked sideways.

"Our best wine is Shili Piaoxiang." The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile, "How much does the old man want to drink?"

"The old man wants the ten miles of fragrance. Is your ten miles of fragrance enough? Is it enough to fill the old man's wine gourd?" The old man took off the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was a little disappointed when he saw that he wanted a gourd of wine. Such a small gourd could only hold a pot of wine at most, and a pot of Shili Piaoxiang was priced at 50 yuan for low-grade spirit stones.

Although it is considered to be the most expensive wine in Wuji City, due to the complicated brewing process, it costs a lot of spirit grass and spirit fruit. In fact, a pot can only earn about ten low-grade spirit stones.

"Old man was joking, we Piaoxiangju prepare ten altars and ten miles of Piaoxiang wine for sale every day, one jar can hold twenty jugs, like the old man's gourds can only hold about one jug at most, how could it not be enough. "

But no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat. The shopkeeper handed the jug to the waiter, who was full-time to serve wine, and prepared to greet other guests.

"Then how many spirit stones is this gourd wine?" asked the old man.

"Not much, 50 yuan is a low-grade spirit stone. Seeing how old you are, it's not easy. If you can't fill a pot of wine, I don't mind charging you ten or eight spirit stones less. If there are more, I'll buy you a drink." The shopkeeper He waved his hand very generously, a little impatiently, isn't it just a gourd of wine, so long-winded.

At this moment, several Jindan real people came in. This is a big customer, so he has to hurry up and say hello.

The old man was not angry when he was treated from enthusiasm to indifference by the shopkeeper. Instead, he smiled happily: "The shopkeeper must keep his word!"

Zhu Zhu, who was leaning on the railing upstairs to watch the excitement, rubbed her eyes. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the old man's smile just now was a bit sly.

"Don't worry, even if I have a few extra sips of wine, I can still afford it at Piaoxiangju. Xiaoer will fill the old man's wine gourd."

The shopkeeper left the words to Dajiu Xiaoer and couldn't wait to greet the Jindan real people who just came in, and ignored the old man.

The waiter here took the wine gourd and began to pour wine into it. He thought that two wine grapes would be enough to fill it, but he scooped two wine grapes and poured it into the wine gourd. After shaking it slightly, he found that the wine was in the wine gourd. There was a sloshing "crash" sound in the tank, which showed that it was not full yet.

Could it be that the old man's wine gourd has more capacity than a jug of wine, since the shopkeeper said he would fill the old man's wine gourd, if there is too much, the store will invite him, and the waiter continues to pour wine into the wine gourd.

I thought it should be almost done this time, but I poured another wine grape into it, the wine gourd was still not full, the waiter in the shop was a little puzzled, this small wine gourd looks only the size of a palm, how can it hold wine so much.

Counting that there are three wine grapes in it, that is, one and a half pots, the waiter who makes wine is not sure whether to continue making wine into the wine gourd.

Unexpectedly, the old man who was waiting for him to drink wine urged dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up, your shopkeeper said, I want to fill the old man's wine gourd."

The waiter saw that the shopkeeper was personally greeting Senior Jindan to go upstairs and had no time to talk to him. The old man urged him again and again, so he picked up the wine grapes and continued to pour wine into the wine gourd. Not full.

The old man kept urging him, so the second child had no choice but to keep pouring wine into the wine gourd with one wine grape and one wine grape.

Zhuzhu, who noticed this scene, was dumbfounded. Did Piaoxiangju encounter an expert and get tricked?

But thinking of the shopkeeper's attitude before, Zhuzhu secretly smiled, who made him talk too much, and now he bumped into an expert, the old man's wine gourd must be a magic weapon equivalent to the function of a storage bag.

Seeing that a jar full of Shili Piaoxiang wine had been put into the wine gourd, but the wine gourd in Xiao Er's second hand was still not full, Xiao Er was about to cry right now.

The old man kept staring at him making drinks, and the shopkeeper was entertaining several Jindan real people upstairs, even if the other guests noticed this strange scene, no one came forward to speak.

After all, the people who can use the mustard seed magic weapon to make wine gourds should not be too low. Anyway, they are not the ones who suffer, so they don't bother to care about it.

The old man urged Xiao Er to open the second altar, Ten Miles of Fragrance, but Xiao Er reluctantly opened the wine jar and continued to pour wine into the wine gourd...

The old man stroked his beard in satisfaction, and smiled as he watched the waiter make wine. It had been a long time since he had met such a stupid shopkeeper and waiter.

It's a pity that they brew too little wine, let alone ten jars, even a hundred jars of wine can be contained in a gourd.

The shopkeeper over there returned to the counter after warmly greeting several Jindan real people, and turned around to see that the waiter was still making drinks for the old man.

The shopkeeper was very angry: "What's the matter, isn't a wine gourd full yet?"

The waiter who was playing wine cried and said helplessly: "This wine gourd is too good to hold. It has already been filled with five jars of wine and it is not full yet."

"How could..."

The shopkeeper walked forward in disbelief, watching with his own eyes the waiter pouring wine into the wine gourd one after another with wine grapes. In just a short while, half of the wine went into the wine gourd, but the wine gourd was still empty. to leak out.

The shopkeeper gave a 'thump' in his heart, and secretly said "no", knowing that he had kicked the iron plate this time, and the wine gourd in the small second-hand store was not made of ordinary gourds, it was clearly a magic weapon of mustard seeds. Maybe he doesn't have enough wine in the whole store to hold the old man's wine gourd.

How can this be good?

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, and hurriedly bowed to the old man to apologize: "It's the junior who doesn't know Taishan, please forgive me, but the small business is small and the sales are low, so I hope the senior will hold your hands high."

"How can this be done?" the old man blew his beard and stared dissatisfiedly, "At the beginning, the shopkeeper told me to rest assured that you would definitely fill the wine gourd, but now you are not even half full, so you don't want to?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the shopkeeper said helplessly, full of bitterness, "This junior shouldn't boast at will. It's all my fault. Please forgive me for my slip of the tongue."

"Boring," the old man saw that the shopkeeper was so frightened that he almost knelt down. He took back the wine gourd and shook it in a dispirited manner. "This wine is not enough for the old man to drink for two days. It's all for nothing."

Treasurer:  …

If he heard correctly, the five jars of wine were all in the old man's wine gourd, but he still didn't have enough to drink for two days.

Moreover, the wine in Lao Zhang's wine gourd needs 50 low-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to [-] yuan if converted into middle-grade spirit stones.

This is quite a large loss, and the shopkeeper's heart is about to bleed.

"Forget it, I don't drink your wine for nothing." The old man looked pale when he saw the shopkeeper, and thought that he was not bad at the bottom of his heart, he was just a businessman looking for profit.

He reached into his patched clothes and touched for a long time before he found a string of bells full of copper rust. He looked at the bells in his hand and was a little bit reluctant. He hesitated and put them on the counter, "Take this to the old man. the wine bar."

The shopkeeper glanced helplessly at the bells on the counter, which were covered with blue-black patina and could not tell the original color.

This string of broken bells may not even be worth a piece of low-grade spirit stone, but this old man completely shocked the shopkeeper of Piaoxiangju with a wine gourd that can hold several large jars of wine. It seems that he is destined to suffer a big loss today.

"Thank you senior, the junior will not need this bell, you should take it back."

Now that the shopkeeper sees this string of rusty bells, he feels heartbroken. A string of broken bells in exchange for his five altars and ten miles of fragrance is really a good deal with huge profits.

He would rather not sell the bells to the old man as a favor than see this string of bells.

"The old man never cheats on food and drink," the old man was dissatisfied, "Do you think this string of purple golden bells is not worth the price of five jars of wine?"

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