Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning was carrying a small wine jar. When he came to the shop, he didn't see the old beggar in the corner. He didn't know where he went to cheat for wine again.

The distillation equipment was unprofessional, the temperature control was not good, and the efficiency was very poor. It took him two days to make such a small half jar of strong wine. He tasted it before coming. There was almost no taste except spicy. He didn't know if the old beggar would be fooled.

He passed by the butcher's door. Zheng the butcher who was chopping meat put down his knife, sniffed, looked at Tang Ning, and asked: "What's the smell?"

Tang Ning paused and raised the wine jar in his hand: "This?"

These martial arts masters have noses like dogs. They can smell the wine jar with a cork. A martial arts low-level person like Tang Yaojing doesn't have this ability.

Butcher Zheng took a deep breath, strode out, pulled out the stopper from the jar, took a deep breath, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He exclaimed: "Good wine!"

Tang Ning handed the jar over and asked tentatively: "Want a sip?"

Butcher Zheng was not polite to him. He took the jar, raised his head, and took a sip. A blush appeared on his face. After a while, he wiped his mouth and praised again: "It's strong enough!"

It's strong enough, but it's far from being a good wine. If what he made casually is considered a good wine, then what is brewed according to normal technology is not a good wine?

Butcher Zheng smiled and raised his head again to drink.

Seeing this, Tang Ning thought to himself that he was in trouble. The jar was small to begin with, and there was only half of it. He had almost drunk more than half of it in the last sip. If he took another sip, what would he use to exchange for the secret book of strengthening the kidney?

"Shut up!"

At this moment, an angry voice suddenly came from the front.

Tang Ning turned his head and saw the old beggar running quickly from a distance. He snatched the wine jar from Zheng the Butcher, put it to his mouth, tilted his head and drank it, but only a few drops of wine dripped from the jar.

The old beggar shook it vigorously, and another drop dripped.

He put the mouth of the jar to his nose, took a deep breath, and then his eyes flashed with strangeness. Then he smashed the jar suddenly, looked at Zheng the Butcher with bloodshot eyes, and said angrily: "Pig butcher, you are so arrogant just because you know a few tricks of farming. You dare to touch my wine!"

A bright butcher knife was placed on his neck.

"Brother Zheng, put down the knife first, and we can talk it out."

The old beggar looked at him solemnly and said sincerely: "Isn't it just a jar of wine? We all live under the same roof. We will see each other when we look up. Don't hurt the harmony."

Zheng the Butcher had no expression on his face, and the butcher knife in his hand was still placed on his neck.

The old beggar laughed dryly, looked at Tang Ning expectantly, and asked: "I can smell the smell from a long distance. Do you still have the wine just now? Just one jar, and the complete secret book will be yours."

Tang Ning shook his head and said: "That's all I have."

The old beggar closed his eyes, his chest heaving a little. When he opened his eyes and looked at Zheng the butcher again, he sighed and said: "Pig butcher, you are too much. A jar of wine, you didn't even leave me a mouthful..."

Tang Ning's eyes blurred, and the butcher knife in Zheng the butcher's hand appeared in the old beggar's hand. The old beggar put the knife on Zheng the butcher's neck, looked at him and said: "I tell you, pig butcher, this matter today cannot be resolved without one hundred taels of silver..."

Tang Ning looked at this scene, pursed his lips, and said: "Although there is no now, but give me a few days, I can still get another jar."

The old beggar's eyes lit up, "Really."

Tang Ning nodded: "Really."

The old beggar took out a pan from his arms Huang's booklet was stuffed into his hand, and he said, "The tricks missing from those secret books are all on it."

Pay first and then receive the goods. The old beggar was so straightforward that it was unbelievable. Tang Ning showed a trace of doubt on his face and said, "How do I know whether it is true or false?"

The old beggar waved his hand and said, "You can ask the butcher. He knows more than just butchering pigs."

"Forget it, I'll trust you once." Tang Ning shook his head, thought about it, and said, "I'll give you half a jar, or you can give me the other one..."

"Which one?"

"The one for strengthening the kidneys..."

...

There was no one hundred taels of silver. The old beggar only extorted a piece of silver and a tael of pig head meat from Zheng the butcher.

Zheng the butcher took out a broom from the shop and said while sweeping the broken pieces of the wine jar on the ground, "The old guy has countless good things. You have to seize the opportunity and cheat as much as you can."

This is obviously an exchange, something that both parties are willing to do. How can it be called cheating?

Thinking of the scene where he just snatched the knife, Tang Ning looked at Zheng the Butcher and asked, "How powerful is his martial arts?"

Zheng the Butcher swept the fragments to the garbage pile in the corner and said, "Very powerful."

Old Zheng was already the most powerful person Tang Ning knew. He was very skilled in using a butcher knife. Tang Ning didn't even see how he put the knife on the old beggar's neck.

But he didn't see how the old beggar snatched the knife and fought back. In this case, the old beggar was more powerful than him. If he had such a bodyguard, wouldn't he not have to worry about his own safety when he went to the capital?

It's not enough to just want his treasure secret book, but also want him...

Fortunately, the old beggar has never seen the world and has never drunk real good wine. He can just buy a few jars of wine on the street and steam it twice. However, it is best to get some good wine that has been brewed through a complete process, so that he can Keep this drunken old guy.

But this would take at least a year, and Tang Ning only knew a rough idea of ​​the brewing process. Without the help of professionals, he would not be able to make it himself.

When he returned to his yard, he saw Tang Yaoyao sitting at the stone table in a daze.

Tangning took out a secret book from her arms and handed it over, saying, "The old beggar didn't sell all the secret books last time. Take this one. All the missing moves are in it."

Tang Yaoyao reached out to take it, flipped through it casually, and said: "The kidney is the foundation of innateness..."

Tangning snatched the book from her hand, handed the other one to her, and said, "You got the wrong one, this one is the right one."

Tang Yaoyao flipped it over casually and threw it aside.

Tangning asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Is this fake?"

Tang Yaoyao shook her head and said: "It should be true. I felt that there was something missing in those secret books before. Some of the moves were not coherent. Now I feel much better."

If it was true, why did she still look like she was beaten by frost?

She has always been very active in practicing martial arts, and she is still bitter about the fact that she is not Li Tianlan's opponent. She should never have this expression when she sees the missing secret book being completed.

Tangning waved her hand in front of her eyes and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Tang Yaoyao looked away and said a little decadently: "This morning, several people came to my house to propose marriage."

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life, dares to face the dripping blood, and dares to propose marriage to the Tang family.

Unexpectedly, there were so many warriors in Lingzhou. Tang Ning guessed that there was an 80% chance that they were interested in the Tang family's money.

After all, there are few people in this era who appreciate her unique personality just like him.

Tangning looked at her and asked, "Did your father agree?"

Tang Yaoyao shook her head and said, "No, he asked me to choose, but I didn't choose and ran out."

Tang Ning had no relatives in her previous life and had never experienced what it was like to be forced into marriage. In this life, her wife was given as a gift and she had never experienced it. There was nothing she could do to help her.

Tang Yaoyao looked at him and said seriously: "We are friends, you have to help me."

Friends should help according to the occasion. As the saying goes, it would be better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage. This is a dishonorable thing not to do.

What's more, as an outsider, he can't interfere in the Tang family's family affairs.

Tangning shook her head and said, "You have to rely on yourself in this matter. How about you persuade your father..."

"If you don't help me, I will tell Xiaoyi that you touched me last time."

As the saying goes, if a friend is in trouble, it is your duty to go to any extent for your friend, and you will go through fire and water, no matter what.