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Chapter 4 The Jazz Visits
Entre Leant, nicknamed "Er Zhuang" in Green Willow Villa, has the reputation of never getting drunk after a thousand cups, and almost everyone in the hundred miles knows the alcoholics.Self-proclaimed: Traveling thousands of miles alone, just to get drunk. "Er Zhuang" has this capital.Every time he meets a lunatic who dares to challenge him, he is always drunk under the table.

It is said that the world is so big that there are no surprises. Not far from the Green Willow Villa, there is a "wine fat".The belly is big and the waist is round, it looks like a ball from a distance, but it looks like a lump of meat when viewed up close.Also share the contents of the cup. Usually, he is invincible at the wine table. He once drank at the wine table for three days and three nights. After changing the wine accompaniment for more than a dozen times, he can still keep his expression unchanged, talking and laughing happily. He has been friends with Er Zhuang for a long time. , It's just that there is no chance to learn from each other face to face.

But there is a person who is good, and he held a red line for the two of them, set up a banquet table in Jiu Feifei's house, and posted a post to invite "Er Zhuang" and "Er Zhuang" are people who love wine. The more they drink, the stronger they become, naturally they are happy go to.

Pushing a cup and changing a cup, after a little probing, the "Er Zhuang" who has rich experience in the wine table has already detected the depth of the opponent, but relying on his wide body and fat body, his stomach can accommodate him, which is not very important. "Er Zhuang" thought that if he drank it like this, it might be hard to tell the winner in a few days and nights, so he proposed to take down the big bowl and drink directly to the wine jar.

The ten-jin wine jar "Er Zhuang" picked up one jar, opened the mouth of the jar, and drank it all without changing his expression or heartbeat. An expert would know if it was there as soon as he made a move. "But I was a little apprehensive, so I bite the bullet and drank a jar, rested for a few breaths, and finally didn't lose face.

"Er Zhuang" smiled slightly, and drank two jars of wine in a row. That "wine fat" was a bit dumbfounded. People who have a capacity for alcohol are most afraid that the stomach and intestines will not have time to absorb and digest the alcohol, which is very harmful to the body, like "Er Zhuang" Strong" in this way to transform wine with supernatural powers, so as to ignore the rush of wine and the slowness of wine.However, the drunkards have a temper that does not hit the south wall and does not look back.He refused to admit defeat easily, and said in his heart that if you drink too much, I can't drink it.

As the saying goes, "forgive others and forgive others. At this time, superiors and inferiors are judged by others, and others can prove it. It's just that "Jiu Fat" has a good face and refuses to admit defeat." If the "Er Zhuang" is more generous and says that today is only a tie, another day In the gathering, give a step down, then the world will be peaceful, there will be no problems, the host and guest will have a good time, and maybe we can make a friend like "Jiu Fat Fat".Yu Erzhuang's reputation has not been lost at all, and the word "justice" can be added.

It's a pity that "Er Zhuang" is also unforgiving. He usually relies on the power of the owner to run wild in the countryside. He never knows how to advance or retreat. He slapped a jar of wine and put it on the wine table. Pick up a jug of wine.

The person who accompanied the drink saw that it was not good, and if he continued to drink, he might have an accident.Hurry up to dissuade "Jiu Fatty" from admitting defeat, that "Jiu Fatty" is naturally savage, it's okay if you don't persuade him, but once you persuade him, he will be even more savage.With a swing of both arms, the crowd waited to the side, and drank half of the jar of wine, poured to the side like mud, hugging the jar but couldn't find where his mouth was.

"Er Zhuang" pinched his waist with his hands and said sarcastically: "Boy, although you are fat, it's a pity that you can't do it. You can't compare with me. Hurry up and admit defeat. I can drink ten altars and eight altars. Even ten of them can't compare to Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu proclaims himself the second best drinker in the world, so no one dares to say he is number one..."

"Er Zhuang"'s mouth is also sinister enough. On weekdays, he flatters those powerful and powerful, and never holds back when he encounters someone who can bully him. I just chanted: "I can still drink." He raised the wine jar and poured it from top to bottom, but it was a pity that half of the good wine was poured on the skirt of his clothes.

At this moment, a little old man with a cane came out from the back hall. Seeing his son's virtue, he felt distressed and said, "It's a crime, fat fat. You don't want to die, you will drink to death." The little old man is old enough to have a son , a little arrogant towards his son "Wine Fatty" saw his father, his heart tightened "Wow!", and he spit out most of the wine he just drank, but he was a little sober, stood up staggeringly, and looked around for " Wine, wine, here we are drinking his three hundred altars, whoever does not drink is the grandson."

The little old man understood his son's temper and knew that he couldn't dissuade him, so he came to Er Zhuang and said, "This strong man, you are huge, my fat man is no match, and the little old man gave up on his son's behalf. Please go back, I will come to the door in the future Thanks."

The wine fat muttered to himself: "I didn't lose, I can still drink, whoever said I lost, I can't finish with him."

The matchmaker and the drinker didn't want to make matters worse, and they also persuaded Er Zhuang: "Brother Er Zhuang, don't be as knowledgeable as Fei Fei, he drank too much, and you are still the world's number one drinker, let's go back."

Unexpectedly, Er Zhuang was even more muddled, and the unforgiving master scolded: "What kind of a little old man are you?" Pointing to the wine fat who was still looking around for the wine jar, he said: "I'm comparing wine with him. .He does not admit defeat. You have to continue to compete."

The little old man didn't expect that this kid was even more unreasonable than his own son, so he slapped himself a few times: "Yes! Yes! My little old man is nothing, a strong man, please hold your hand high, take pity on my son." He even fell to his knees.

In such a field, anyone with a little bit of compassion will soften their hearts. Unexpectedly, this Er Zhuang is so hard-hearted, he pushed the little old man away, opened a jar of wine and said: "Come on, the wine is here, we are treating you Drink three hundred altars from him."

Jiu Feifei staggered a few steps, and was about to take over the wine jar: "Wait a minute." The little old man's voice was not loud, but he changed from the previous sluggishness, a little more majestic, his eyes were cold, as if he had been under great pressure. With determination, the little old man pressed Er Zhuang's hand and said: "My fat fat just took a jar of wine, although half of the jar was sprinkled, but no matter what, the strong man should drink less than half of the jar, shouldn't this wine be drunk?" Make it up?"

Er Zhuang sneered and said, "Of course, I am a god of wine, how can I take advantage of this?" He raised his head and poured the full jar of wine into his stomach.

Why is this wine so spicy!My stomach feels so uncomfortable, like it's on fire, what's going on, the world is spinning. "Bang!", the wine jar fell to the ground and shattered, and Er Zhuang, who was not drunk after a thousand cups, fell drunk.

Only those who are very acquainted with Er Zhuang know that the secret of him not getting drunk after a thousand cups is due to his supernatural power.Ordinary villagers thought that Er Zhuang had met a master, so he couldn't help gloating behind his back, and made fun of him. Er Zhuang was almost ashamed to face people. He was able to call the wind and rain in the village because of this ability. The owner of the village thought that Er Zhuang was: a man There are blunders, and horses have blunders.It is decided to hold a wine tasting conference in the village to restore Er Zhuang's reputation.

Wine is made from grain, and the villagers can't get enough to eat, so we can give them wine to drink. The so-called wine tasting conference is just a gathering of a few prominent figures in the village to make the villagers greedy.

The wine tasting conference was held in the square in front of the winery. When the fat black father was in charge of the old owner, the Green Willow Villa was thriving and had abundant food reserves, so he opened a small wine workshop, brewing some wine during festivals, and distributing it door-to-door I went to each one in order not to be exploited by wine merchants, but it is a pity that the old owner of the winery was wise all his life, because of this small winery, his son became a drunkard. , when Fatty Hei became the owner of the village, the first thing he did was to expand the scale of the winery and demolished many houses. Many residents lost their ancestral houses and moved to other villages in anger. Among them was the top master of Green Willow Villa. , The supernatural martial artist Jingleizi.

Green Willow Villa is going from bad to worse, and the winery has become a pillar industry. The owner of the black fat man feels that it is a very wise move for him to expand the scale of the winery. very important.

On the square at the entrance of the winery, several sumptuous banquets were set up, and the leading figures of the Green Willow Villa had already taken their seats, and only a few idlers and lively children from the village were watching.

The chief military advisor of the Green Willow Villa, the old man with the goatee was not present. In the era of the old owner, the goatee was an indispensable counselor. Although the black and fat owner was a bit reckless, the goatee was still loyal. No, he was born in the local area The most famous supernatural person, Sir Saleh, the seventh-level mercenary overlord, was tired of the bumpy and wandering mercenary career, and decided to return to his hometown to find a job. Immediately, many big villages nearby threw willow branches. Sir Saleh is more than 40 years old. The life expectancy of humans on the mainland is 120 years old, and the lifespan of people with supernatural powers is much shorter because they need to burn their soul power to use their supernatural powers, but Sir Saleh is not only a supernatural person, but also a level five A swordsman, just based on the level of this swordsman, is also a top-notch master among mercenaries.And these shrewd supernatural beings will control the number of times they use supernatural powers. It is no problem for Sir Saleh to live to be eight or ninety years old.

Jazz is optimistic about two villas. One is Butterfly Villa. Under the governance of the owner, Windsor in white, it has grown stronger and stronger, and has become the first villa within a hundred miles. However, Butterfly Villa already has two supernatural warriors in charge. Don’t be a queen. Sir Saleh’s joining Butterfly Villa is just icing on the cake, and he can’t show his own ability. He is more optimistic about Green Willow Villa. The chief martial artist is very tempting, and the salary offered by Green Willow Villa is 5 gold coins per month. , much more sincere than Butterfly Villa's 3 gold coins per month, although Jazz is not short of money.

The goatee military commander personally accompanied Sir to visit the Green Willow Villa. Although it has declined a lot, the foundation left by the old owner is still there, and the fence and sentry are still strong. Although several escape tunnels and underground shelters have collapsed, the mechanism is not working anymore. It is not difficult to rest and reorganize. The organization of the nursing home in the villa is relatively complete. There are still elite soldiers under training, and the craftsmen are complete.The large-scale animal swarm has not come for decades, and experienced old people know that the longer the calm time, the larger the next animal swarm will be and the longer it will last.

Following Jazz was a local headhunter who also acted as a temporary agent. This agent strongly recommended Butterfly Villa, but he couldn't get in the way under the goatee military master's eloquent tongue. Looking at Jazz's eyebrows He became more and more cheerful, his expression of satisfaction was beyond words, and he felt unhappy, but every time he provoked him, he was defended by the experienced goatee.

The area of ​​the winery is too large, accounting for almost one-fifth of the area of ​​Zhuangzi, so there is no way to avoid it. After seeing the winery, Sir Saleh frowned slightly, and finally understood why the grain reserves are so far away. Not enough, Sir's expression fell in the eyes of the goatee military master, so he talked freely, there are too few senior martial arts masters in the villa, so the animals hunted are not enough to pay taxes, so he has no choice but to open a winery to make wine and pay tribute for tax credit. With the joining of such martial artists, the energy source will continue to attract martial artists to join, and if enough wild animals are hunted, then the winery can be reduced in size.

Sir Saleh has traveled all over the world and has extensive knowledge. He is not an unenlightened person. There is nothing wrong with opening a larger winery in the villa, but the beast tide in the Hengling Mountains may come at any time, and it will last several months or even more than half a year. During the beast tide, food reserves are especially important.Although all the villas are connected by tunnels, no one is so stupid as to exchange food for wine.

After joining the Green Willow Villa, the first task was to bring up the food reserves. The Jazz secretly made up his mind. Seeing the Jazz thinking a little, his brows gradually relaxed. Come on.

There was a "plop", the sound of a human body falling to the ground.Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of loud curses: "Can you fucking do it?"

(End of this chapter)