"Brother Dong, look, the head shopkeeper hasn't returned yet. I wonder how the thirty year old Nu Er Hong is?”Zhao Jin said with a faint smile.
" Since we don't have the Plum Blossom Wine, we'll just let the Nu 'er Hong be…" Dong Bai said.
The waiter beamed with joy. Indeed, he didn't have the ability to take out the treasure of the shop. Even the shopkeeper didn't have the right to do so. However, he could take out the 30-year-old Daughter's Red. Not long after, the waiter went upstairs with a new jar of Nu 'er Hong and a jar of thirty-year-old Nu' er Hong. One jar was a gift, and the other was ordered by Zhao Jin.
The fragrance of the wine was overflowing. The thirty-year-old Daughter Red was indeed not bad. Zhao Jin took a sip, and the mellow Daughter Red that moistened his throat flowed down his throat and entered his stomach. It was warm.
"Brother Dong, how is it?" Zhao Jin said.
"The wine is sweet, but it doesn't lose its rich fragrance…It can be considered a good wine…"
The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the whole world was the same as before. It was extremely hot. After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Jin felt a little dizzy. He knew that this was a sign of drunkenness, so he silently circulated the Northern Dark Divine Art in his body. The Northern Dark Divine Art had a miraculous effect, and it quickly resolved it. After a few rounds, he returned to normal.
However, when he raised his head and looked at Dong Bai again, his expression was still the same as before. He drank down cup after cup of wine as if he didn't feel troubled by the small amount of wine at all. Instead, his eyes were shining brightly.
However, Zhao Jin didn't feel awkward. After all, who was Dong Bai? The cult master! His inner force was rare in the world!
He was a martial arts rookie who had just cultivated a vital meridian. Whether it was internal energy or practical experience, he could not compare to him in any aspect. It was normal that he could not win.
Even so, Li Zhao and Blood Sacrifice were secretly surprised. It was normal for their lord to drink a few cups a day, so his alcohol tolerance was acceptable. However, they found it hard to accept such a 'heavy drinking' in their hearts. How could his alcohol tolerance increase so much in just a few days?
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Chenpi was the descendant of an honest farmer in Bashan County. He lived at the foot of Bashan Mountain. When he was young, he saved an old man by chance. The old man saw that he had a good character, so he asked him if he was willing to learn kung fu. Although Chenpi was young, he knew that martial artists were very powerful. He only asked if he could fight many people after learning it.
The old man smiled and nodded. From then on, Chen Pi would acknowledge the old man as his master.
He swore that at that time, he had only wanted to learn martial arts to fight back because Buttface, San Wazi, and Dumbo kept bullying him. He would be satisfied if he could beat them up so that they wouldn't dare to mess around anymore.
However, he never expected that he would live on the mountain with the old man and never leave the mountain! This made his plan to beat up Buttface, San Wazi, and Dumb fail.
Chen Pi had once asked for the old man's name. The old man called himself the Medicine Elder. The Medicine Elder had taught him martial arts, medicine, and words. It had been more than ten years. The old man was gradually dying. Before he died, he told him not to bully the weak. He also told him that the martial arts he had been practicing was called the Heavenly Silkworm Transformation. It was a very strange name.
With his master's teachings, he finally left the mountain. Although he was excited, he did not forget his master's last words. He only showed that he had a few skills and did not dare to show off too much!
His mother was very happy to see him! Through the relationship between Buttface, his uncle's cousin, and the son of his neighbor's aunt, he finally got a job in the government office of Bashan County three days ago!
Although he wasn't an official and was just a lowly bailiff, he was still an official. He was still a great deterrent to the people of this era.
At least when they were in a certain teahouse to drink a cup of tea and pay the bill, the shopkeeper would politely say,'No need, no need!'
The second young master of the Chen family was dead. He was killed on the street by an extremely handsome guy. Murder on the street? This was a big case!。
The magistrate sent out all the people from the yamen to arrest the murderer, and Chenpi was no exception!
How long has it been since he took office? If he could solve this case, he would definitely be promoted to a constable. At that time, his share of silver would be enough for his mother to eat meat every few days!
But who was this handsome guy? How did he kill them? What weapon did he use? How tall was he? He knew nothing! He had wanted to ask about the situation at the time of the crime, but he realized that no one was willing to answer him. They either stammered or directly said that they did not see it.
What was even stranger was that he found that his boss, the constable, was actually leading people around blindly without really investigating the case. He went to ask curiously, but he was met with many looks of disdain.
Could it be that the way he investigated the case was wrong?
He was extremely depressed and angrily blamed these irresponsible government runners. The only creed that his master taught him was to plan for the government in his position. In this world, there were many things that he could not do anything about, but as long as he was in that position, he had to exert the greatest positive energy in that position, no matter what he faced.
Hard work paid off. Even if the old man who set up the stall did not cooperate and the student ignored him, he still managed to track down the clues. After mobilizing several hooligans, they finally received the latest news. He had entered the Building of Pines and Cranes!
After questioning the waiter, the murderer was already on the verge of being revealed!
He slowly went upstairs and used his cat footwork to the extreme, not disturbing a single speck of dust.
Zhao Jin was the person with the worst kung fu in the room, but his ability to sense danger was not necessarily worse than anyone else's. As the Fist King, he was still very confident! At this moment, he felt a gaze sizing up the room.
He hurriedly calmed himself down and opened his ears wide to comprehend the source.
Dong Bai was still smiling faintly. He picked up the cup in his hand and drank it with Zhao Jin. Occasionally, he would pick up a peanut and put it into his mouth. That faint red lips and fair and translucent skin made Zhao Jin feel that he was too stupid and naive at this moment. Was he afraid of being ambushed when he was with Dongfang Bubai?
"Brother Dong, this jar is almost finished. Would you like another jar?”Zhao Jin said.
"Good wine shouldn't be drunk too much. If you drink too much, it will lose its original taste. Besides, isn't Brother Zhao interested in the Plum Blossom Wine at all?”Dong Bai said with a smile. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew in from the window, causing Zhao Jin's face, which had been burning from the alcohol, to regain a hint of clarity. He suddenly saw Dong Bai's white hair blowing behind his earlobe.
The beauty is as beautiful as the east is invincible!
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