God Emperor Phoenix Concubine

Chapter 217
"It's too late, it's the flying dagger of a wine lunatic."

Master Yun shook his body and put his hands on the table.

Seeing the cold light of the dagger, Young Master Yun was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

"Letter, father, there is a letter."

Young Master Yun looked sharply at the folded letter under the dagger.

Master Yun quickly pulled out his dagger and looked at it.

"Father, what did you write?" Young Master Yun was anxious as his own life was at stake.

Master Yun let out a long breath: "Huh, my son, you are lucky, just happened to meet a wine lunatic who was short of money and wine, and he proposed to use 10 taels of silver and ten jars of flowers to make things happen."

"10 taels of silver? Ten jars of fermented flowers?" Young Master Yun was stunned.

"Money is easy to talk about. It's enough to collect it and borrow it, but Baihua Brewery is limited to sell, and our stock is not enough." Master Yun glanced at the letter again, and said hastily, "Oh, the wine lunatic asked you to send it to me tomorrow morning." The things are delivered, time is running out, son, you go to the housekeeper to collect money, I will go to your uncle's house to see if there is any Baihuaniang."

Master Yun nodded hurriedly, and the father and son split up.

The Zhang family and the Liu family also received a flying dagger from the wine lunatic.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster." The heads of the two families were very helpless, but they had to prepare according to the letter.

After one night, the young masters of the three families delivered the things to the door tremblingly.

After a while, all those things disappeared.

"Haha, haha, everything is like floating clouds, only wine lasts forever, proprietress, come to thirty jars of hundred flowers wine."

In the wine shop, the wine lunatic slapped the silver on the ground, changing his usual decadence, and showing a rich and powerful look.

"Is this another silver?" The charming proprietress looked at the silver on the ground, then at the appearance of the wine lunatic, and put her waist in, "Thirty jars, bah, my wine shop only produces twenty jars a day, all Sold it to you, so that the elders in Fucheng can drink a lot of wine and fresh water? Go, go, don't make trouble, I won't sell you."

"Ah, it's none of my business if they drink too little wine and fresh water. I'm rich, so you sell me."

"Don't sell, don't sell!"

"Eighteen altars, sell me eighteen altars!"

"Do not sell!"

"Fifteen altars!"

"Do not sell!"

……

"Three jars, sell me three jars." The wine lunatic's eyes were almost red, staring at the proprietress, as if he would go crazy if he didn't agree.

Seeing his appearance, the proprietress snorted coldly: "Okay, just three jars, but within a month, you wine lunatics are not allowed to come to my wine shop to buy wine."

"Miss Boss, you are too cruel."

"Go, who came to steal the wine last time and ruined half of my wine collection? If it weren't for the fact that you are a wine lunatic, I would have broken your leg long ago."

"Isn't that a thing of the past?"

"Bah, even if I remember it in the past 1 years, I have never been to someone as shameless as you in the wine shop."

"You really can't accommodate?"

"If you waste my mother's time, you don't even want to buy a jug of wine. Don't go away."

The proprietress directly picked up the stick on one side and hit the drunk lunatic.

"Ah, the proprietress is going to beat someone up..." The wine lunatic ran away, but he didn't forget to turn around and shout, "Don't forget my three jars of wine."

"roll roll roll!"

The proprietress yelled three times in a row, and threw out three jars of Baihua Niang. The wine lunatic jumped up and caught it happily.

In a dilapidated courtyard, the wine lunatic placed 33 altars of flowers on the ground.

The gourd at his waist vibrated, and he quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay, I'll fill you up right away."

With that said, he slapped open a jar of Baihua Niang, and started pouring it into the gourd.

Crashing, after a while, all the 33 pots of Baihua Niang were put into the gourd.

"Old man, are you satisfied? I'll take a sip first..."

Suddenly, a mellow wine smell came from somewhere, the gourd began to vibrate violently, and the wine lunatic was also shocked.

(End of this chapter)