There's a tavern here

Chapter 86 On Wine
"Acquaintance is fate, drink is enough, there is nothing else to talk about." Fang Bie sat facing the river, and the river wind swept Fang Bu's long hair and danced in the air.

Then Fang Bie covered the wine jar in his hand and threw it to the two of them, which also dispelled the innate spirit in his eyes, and the landscape immediately returned to normal.

If one day I can take two or three friends with me, drink wine to the river, write poems horizontally, float on the Minjiang River in a light boat, look at the vast water surface and feel the vastness of the world, wouldn't it be happy to raise a glass with wine in a moment of life.

Fang Bie couldn't help thinking about it as he watched the waves constantly rising and falling again.

The two old men reached out to take over the jug that Fang Bie had lost. The irritable old man couldn't help it. He patted the other old man on the shoulder and opened the wine jar impatiently. The old man with a cold personality looked helplessly at the hand on his shoulder, and then bowed to Fang's other position.

"This little friend, the kindness of gifting wine is unforgettable, and he will come to visit in person with a thank you gift in the future, so may I ask which family's son it is?"

Fang Bie heard it, and then laughed again:

"Jinhua is here to be the shopkeeper of music, Fang Bie is also."

"Happy here?"

"It's a small tavern. If the two elders are interested, they can go there to drink and have fun. The drinks are all high-quality, which will definitely satisfy the two of them."

"Well, it's fun here, isn't it, I remember it." Then he made another series towards Fang Bie. It's true that he is a great big shot, but he can so calmly salute such an anonymous young man. good.

As the old man opened the cover, the fragrance of floating white wine gushed out, even the rushing wind from the river couldn't cover the fragrance in the wine, it was extremely intoxicating.

Then the old man raised his head and put the wine jar into his mouth, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and two lines of sake flowed down from the corner of his mouth, onto the ground. In Fang Bie's eyes, this scene was extremely wasteful.

Seeing this, the other old man couldn't bear it any longer, a vein stretched directly on his forehead, he pushed the old man aside with one hand, and then caught the body that almost fell to the ground with the other hand wine jar.

Fang Bie saw this scene, but he also saw something extraordinary. As for the grab just now, if ordinary warriors and mortals, this wine jar would be directly smashed into slag, and this jar of good wine would be nothing. Blind for nothing.But in the hand of the old headband, there was a palm of strength, which offset the force that should have destroyed it.

Just smelling the aroma of the wine, the old man felt in a trance that the mountains are not mountains and rivers, not water, like splashed ink and picturesque.Then when he raised his hand, the clear stream rolled down the wine jar, like a small waterfall, flowing into the old man's mouth accurately.

"This wine should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to smell it in the world. It would be great if I could drink this wine all the time in this life. I wrote poems all my life, but at the end of my life, I found that I didn't drink a sip of wine. happy."

"Weicheng's dream of being wandering for half his life will finally find relief on a jar of wine, little brother, I have a question... May I ask if you are the immortal from that day?"

There was a trace of inexplicable emotion in this calm old man's eyes. He looked into Fang Bie's eyes and said lightly. He didn't know if he really thought that the young man in front of him was extraordinary, or he was saying that Fang Bie would show it. Fushengbai is absolutely extraordinary wine.

"I've said it before, I'm just a small shopkeeper in the mortal world. Selling wine and drinking is my job now and in the future."

"So it is."

Hearing what the two of them were talking about, the impatient old man jumped up directly, without the appearance of an old senior at all.

"Ye Xinchang! Hurry up and return this wine jar to me, or don't come to me when you break a few more pens in your study!"

The old man named Ye Xinchang frowned when he heard it, and the advance team was elegant and easy-going, and disappeared with the old man's words.

"Yun Shengtian, you are telling me again, if another pen in my study breaks, I will loosen your flesh!"

This impatient old man named Yun Shengtian rushed over, trying to take the wine jar from Ye Xinchang's hand, but Ye Xinchang avoided him and slapped him.

"Hey, I still don't believe it!"

Just when Yun Shengtian rolled up his sleeves and wanted to have a big fight, he suddenly realized that there was a junior present beside him, and going to this place was not a dojo, but a top craftsman in Daxia built it for Minjiang Town Feng Shui Ting stopped what he was doing.

"It's gone, let me forgive you this time."

After saying that, he turned his back and sat on the bench in the pavilion, watching the ups and downs of the Minjiang River in silence as if sullen.

Ye Xinchang didn't know what to do after seeing this scene. He shook his head and handed the wine jar with the last sip of drink to Yun Shengtian, who had been sitting on the bench watching the farce. Don't act first.

The long sleeves fluttered, as if they could hold everything in the world, and they would never see the bottom. Fang Bie took out another small wine jar from the universe in the sleeves, and handed the wine jar to Yun Shengtian.

"If this senior doesn't mind, just drink this jar of bar, it's also Fushengbai, and there is no difference from the jar just now."

Looking at Fang Bie's friendly eyes, even Yun Shengtian felt a little embarrassed, but he still had to put on an appearance of an elder, patted Fang Bie's shoulder, said thanks, and took over the wine jar .

The first thing after getting it was not to drink it directly in a hurry, but to turn around with a smirk on his face and shake the wine jar in his hand as if showing off to Ye Xinchang.

"No, I have it too, and it's more than yours, so I'm not angry."

Ye Xinchang smiled helplessly, waved his hands, and drank the Fushengbai in the wine jar.

"Isn't this jar of wine called Fushengbai? It's really a good name. It's really like a touch of paleness in the floating world. It's called wine, but it lacks the burning power of the throat, and it's more like the water of the Minjiang River that flows endlessly." generally."

"Interesting, interesting, such a good wine may be hard to find, little friend, dare to ask how much this wine is worth?"

After hearing this, Fang Bie thought for a while, and then stretched out a finger.

Ye Xinchang raised his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Ten thousand taels of silver...it's worth the price, but if it's like this, I'm afraid ordinary dignitaries are not worthy of drinking this bar. Now that I'm old, I'm greedy for the glory of a junior. I'm really ashamed."

Fang stopped laughing.

"Where do you get thousands of miles of silver, one tael is enough. After all, wine is an ordinary thing to please the world, so there is no reason to separate it from the people of the world."

(End of this chapter)