Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 601 Is She Pretending To Be Passionate? 1
"Little girl, why are you so dazed, didn't you mean to buy me a drink?" The white-haired old man waved his hand in front of Bei Mingwu, thinking to himself, she must be regretting it.

Bei Mingwu smiled and said heartily, "Let's go, I'll take you to drink the best wine."

"Okay, okay, you're really nice." The white-haired old man laughed loudly, as if he was in a particularly good mood.

Bei Mingwu took him to a particularly elegant restaurant. In the restaurant, the sounds of guqin, guzheng, and pipa were melodious.

"Well, this place is nice, quiet and not noisy, suitable for drinking. I hate people interrupting my drinking." The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled very satisfied.

Bei Mingwu smiled slightly and led him to the southwest corner of the hall on the first floor.

"Xiaoer, come ten altars of gentlemen's wine." Bei Mingwu said to Xiaoer in the shop not far away.

"Okay." The shop waiter took a look at Bei Mingwu, and immediately went to get the wine.

Hearing the sound, the white-haired old man stretched out his hands, and looked at Bei Mingwu in disbelief, "You want to buy me ten altars of wine?"

"Yes, if you can drink it, you can continue to drink more." Bei Mingwu said generously.

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The white-haired old man slapped the table and laughed loudly, "Little girl is so sweet, I'm sure you are my friend!"

"I don't know how to address you?" Bei Mingwu asked with a smile, but she was extremely shocked in her heart.

At this moment, she was finally sure that the other party was definitely a master.

Obviously, the force of his palm just now could definitely smash the table in front of him.

However, under the strength of his palm, the table was safe and sound.

There is only one possibility, that is, the opponent has controlled the power well.

"I, what's my name... I, oops, I can't remember." The white-haired old man said with a puzzled expression while holding his head.

Bei Mingwu frowned and said with a smile, "Since you can't remember it, then don't think about it. It's not too late to tell me when you think about it."

"Okay, me, why did I forget my name?" the white-haired old man said depressedly.

Immediately, the shop waiter moved the ten altars of wine to the table one by one.

"Senior, please." Bei Mingwu pointed to those gentlemen.

The white-haired old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes and praised, "Good wine, good wine, um, very good."

When the words fell, he grabbed a jar and drank it directly.

The second altar.

The third altar.

The fourth altar.

……

Bei Mingwu looked dumbfounded at the speed at which the other party was drinking. In just a short while, he drank all ten jars of wine.

At this moment, not only Bei Mingwu was shocked, but also the other guests in the hall.

Everyone knows that Junziniang is a very strong wine, and most people dare not drink it in large swigs, let alone drink so much.

This white-haired old man was special, not only gulped, but also drank ten altars in one breath.

The point is, he didn't feel drunk at all after drinking.

"Little girl, I've finished drinking, can I drink another ten jugs? I'm rich, I'm really rich." The white-haired old man touched his pocket as he said.

He searched all over the pockets of his clothes and trousers, but he didn't find a single gold coin.

"What's going on? Where's my money? My money is missing. Who killed a thousand dollars and stole my money." The white-haired old man cursed angrily.

Some people around recognized the white-haired old man, isn't he the old man who cheated and drank in various restaurants in the capital recently?
"Miss Beiming, he is a drunkard who cheats and drinks, you must not be deceived by him." The speaker had once treated Beimingwu, so he kindly reminded her.

(End of this chapter)