"No, I heard." Mo Liancheng lied, but also appeared calm.

And the old man set out wine, bowls and chopsticks, and a plate of freshly fried vegetables, and then went into the kitchen again.

Qu Tan'er looked at a small plate of newly served dishes, which were nothing more than stir-fried shredded meat.As for what kind of meat it was, she was not sure when she came to this world, and she could hardly name any strange animals.

I saw that Mo Liancheng went straight to eat.

"Tan'er, pour wine for this king." His uncle placed the money strangely.

"..." A certain woman's mouth twitched.

"Not happy?" Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at her.

"My lord, I'll pour it for you!" Suddenly a figure appeared, and Huo Jianchen dog|blood appeared.He took the initiative to pick up the jug, poured a glass for Mo Liancheng, and poured another glass for Qu Tan'er.In the end, he was not polite, took an empty teacup, and poured himself a cup.

There was still anticipation and excitement in those eyes.

In one sip, I drank a cup!

That intoxicated expression...

For a long time, I haven't recalled it!

"Sure enough, it's good wine! After the wine enters the throat, it still smells good on the lips and teeth." Huo Jianchen sighed.Just about to pour another glass, the jug suddenly disappeared.As soon as he made a move, he held an empty hand.

The jug is already between Mo Liancheng's fingers.

Qu Tan'er twitched her lips, two men grabbing wine?

And a certain swordsman obviously appeared for the sake of the wine, from the rhetoric of pouring the wine, to the speed of drinking.

"My lord, give me another drink? Will you?" Huo Jianchen flattered, laughing out of morality, "I heard from my father a long time ago that the wine here is the best in the world. I don't know if I haven't tried it. Try it. As expected...too good to describe."

Mo Liancheng was not moved, he drank wine and ate vegetables by himself.

The old man served four more side dishes one after another, and then left without saying a word.

Qu Tan'er looked at it strangely.

It turned out that the old man was only selling a pot of wine.

Moreover, only one pot is sold a year!

She was rather curious about this wine, picked up the glass in front of her, and brought it to her lips for a sip. The taste... Personally, she thought it was ordinary, after all, she didn't understand wine, nor was she a wine lover.In modern times, there are many kinds of wine, and she has drank some, but she really didn't think this wine was special.

When she put it down again, she didn't move again.

"Ma'am, you don't like this wine?"

"so so."

"Then give it to me—" Huo Jianchen changed his mind and called.Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he suddenly realized that a chopstick shot straight at his wrist!

Benedict!It just so happened that he shrunk quickly, otherwise, his wrist would be pierced!

"My lord, you misunderstood. I just don't want to waste it. The wine I brought here is for you, can I exchange it with you?" Huo Jianchen solemnly "clarified the misunderstanding".

As for whether it was a misunderstanding, God knows.

In the end, seeing that Qu Tan'er was not very fond of drinking, a certain master seemed a bit bored drinking alone, so he shared it with a certain swordsman.

A certain swordsman was flattered.

A jug of wine, quickly drank up.

Suddenly, after drinking and eating.Huo Jianchen disappeared automatically.

I didn't pay the bill either...

Mo Liancheng left a bag of gold coins on the table, and led Qu Tan'er away.

Two people strolled in the street under the moonlight.

The cool figure is extraordinarily leisurely and warm.

"Chengcheng, do you just want to visit the old man?" She remembered that he lied.

"Well, I just want to take a look. I used to eat in his shop, and we could chat with him." Mo Liancheng calmly recalled the past, "However, the conversations are also about ordinary things, so we don't know each other very well. .”

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