The Pingtian Ancient Sage was very unhappy drinking wine, and the several demon clans serving beside him at this time were all trembling.

These demon clans are at most the cultivation of the level of the little saint, in front of the Pingtian Ancient Sage, it is simply not comparable to a fly, as long as the Pingtian Ancient Sage is willing, with one breath, they can die without a place to be buried.

In the face of this kind of existence that can control their own life and death at any time, no matter how many complaints these demon clans have in their hearts, they don't dare to make a sound.

"What kind of wine is this, this is clearly water, you are getting me some good wine syrup!" As the Pingtian Ancient Sage spoke, he threw the wine jar in his hand into the void.

"Bang!" the wine jar fell to the ground, and for a while, the wine flowed sideways, with a sour smell of wine, which instantly filled the surroundings.

The little saints of those demon clans trembled one by one, and finally a little saint who looked a little like a wolf knelt down on the ground and said, "Ancient saint, let's ...... We don't have any good liquor here. ”

"That...... That fine liquor is so ...... It's too expensive. ”

The little saint who looked like a black wolf, after finishing speaking, collapsed to the ground, and it knew very well what was waiting for it according to the tyranny of this ancient saint.

Pingtian Gu Sheng snorted, and as soon as its front hooves were raised, it heard someone say quickly: "Gu Sheng, someone is visiting, he ...... He said it was your old friend. ”

The sound of the news immediately divided the heart of the Pingtian Gu Sage, he waved his hooves at the black wolf, and then said to the person who reported the news: "Who is there here, have you asked clearly?"

"Yes...... It's a human race, and his subordinates really haven't seen him, but he said that he is your old friend, and you will be very happy to see him. ”

My old friend, I will be very happy to see it, who is this, talking like this.

The Pingtian Ancient Sage, whose thoughts flashed in his heart, shook his head vigorously, although he couldn't figure out who this person was, but since he came, there was nothing to see him, he was Pingtian Ancient Sage, and now he was very idle.

But when the Pingtian Ancient Saint looked at that human face, he had a feeling of wanting to go crazy.

These days, what he hasn't forgotten is this face, because of the existence of this face, the strength of its Pingtian Ancient Saint has shrunk by half at once, and it has even become a laughing stock among the demon clan.

If it were possible, Pingtian Gusheng would like to tear this kid apart, but unfortunately, although he has this idea, it is not easy to do.

"You...... Why are you here?" This sentence was heard in the ears of those little demons who were waiting around, and it suddenly made those little demons feel that this human race should be a friend of the Pingtian Ancient Sage, otherwise how could the Ancient Sage be so polite.

They didn't participate in the big battle that went to the Divine Dragon's Mouth, so naturally they didn't know what happened, Zheng Ming's reputation, although they had heard of it, it was difficult for them to connect this person with the person who made Gu Shengzhi follow.

"Haha, let's see an old friend. Zheng Ming smiled at the Pingtian Ancient Sage, and at this time, Fan Li's hero card had already appeared in his heart. Although Zheng Ming felt that he was more than enough to negotiate with the Heavenly Ancient Sage, his IQ alone, but in order to maximize his interests, he still used the God of Business!

"I have friends from afar, and you won't give me your seat. Zheng Ming said to an ancient wolf beside him very familiarly: "Go, get me a stool." ”

Although the ancient wolf's cultivation was relatively high, and he also had some status here in the Pingtian Ancient Sage, he really didn't dare to move at will.

Listening to Zheng Ming's seemingly casual words, it had a feeling of wanting to cry, after all, it couldn't do this kind of thing.

It wasn't until the Pingtian Ancient Sage waved his hand that the ancient wolf quickly moved a huge stone for Zheng Ming from the outside, well, this is the so-called stool.

"Hey, hey, as an ancient saint, you...... You're too miserable!" Zheng Ming pointed at the Pingtian Ancient Sage, his gaze fell on the wine jar where the Pingtian Ancient Sage fell on the ground, and said with a smile on his face.

Who are you, are we very familiar with each other? The Pingtian Ancient Sage had the idea of tearing this item apart at this time, but although this idea was very good, it was difficult to realize.

"If you have something to say, just fart!" If it weren't for the fear that he wouldn't be able to beat him, the Pingtian Ancient Sage would tear Zheng Ming apart as soon as possible.

"Look at you, what are you anxious about, I have good things to share with you, good friends, no matter what, we have to share wealth and prosperity. As he spoke, Zheng Ming waved his hand, and a huge wine vat appeared in the main hall.

When the mouth of the wine vat was opened by Zheng Ming, the intoxicating aroma of wine suddenly rushed to the nose of the Pingtian Ancient Sage. Pingtian Gusheng had just drunk a lot of wine, but when he smelled the aroma of the wine, he felt as if he was going to get drunk.

Woo, what a fragrant wine, why have I never drunk such wine in my life? If it weren't for the fear that Zheng Ming would do something to trick him as an honest man in this wine, he would have drunk this wine anyway.

"Don't worry, there is no poison in it, drink it!" Zheng Ming spoke, with a wave of his hand, two wine lords appeared in the void, and he led the two wines into the wine lords, and then took the lead in drinking them all.

Although the Pingtian Ancient Sage seemed to be reckless, he was actually very careful, and after determining it for a while, he grabbed the wine lord and drank it.

I can't stop drinking.

"Your grandmother's, it's really fucking good wine, I've never drunk such good wine in my life, you...... If you give me another jar, it shouldn't be ten jars of wine, and our past will be revealed. After drinking half a jar of wine, the voice of the Pingtian Ancient Sage was full of drunkenness.

Zheng Ming looked at this Pingtian Ancient Sage, and there was also a trace of admiration in his heart, although he became an ancient sage, in name, it was difficult for any wine to intoxicate their minds, but Zheng Ming's wine was carefully brewed.

The altar of the Pingtian Ancient Sage was even arranged in formation. It is enough to fill a small lake that covers an area of 100 miles.

"What is the ten jars of wine, I came here, in fact, I want to make a fortune with you, the ancient saint. Zheng Ming looked at the drunken Pingtian Ancient Sage and said with a smile.

Fortune, the wine lord of the Pingtian Ancient Sage stopped in mid-air, it is now poor and only the skin on its body remains, and when it comes to making a fortune, its eyes are a little red.

"What do you say, you say get rich, why do you get rich?"

"How about my wine, if it is sold among your demon clans, do you think it can be sold for a big price?" Zheng Ming asked with a smile while holding the wine lord.

The demon clan is not without good wine, such as the monkey wine made by the monkeys using various natural treasures, which not only tastes good, but also has unexpected benefits for increasing cultivation.

It's just that the things used in these monkey wines are too expensive, no, it should be said that they are so expensive that the ancient saints of Pingtian smacked their tongues.

What Chaos Peach, what Long Live Divine Pear, what Meridian Wave Source Jujube, these things, all of them can make a character like the Pingtian Ancient Sage fight for his head.

As for the other things, one is that those monkeys don't brew, and the other is brewed, and it doesn't taste good when you drink it.

"How are you going to sell this wine?" asked the Pingtian Ancient Saint as he pinched his skin and asked softly.

"Ten Chaos Yuan Stones in a large vat, how about it?" Zheng Ming said with a heroic wave of his hand.

"What are you talking about?" Pingtian Gusheng jumped up and said: "Such a good wine, woo, it's not worse than those monkey wines, you sell ten Chaos Yuan Stones, you are a loser, how can you have a hundred Chaos Yuan Stones!"

After saying this, the Pingtian Ancient Sage seemed to have thought of something, he would also be a frequent customer of this wine in the future, if the price of the wine became a hundred Chaos Yuan Stones, then it was not him who spent the money.

Stupid, how can I be stupid to such a point? Could it be that he drank too much wine, and when the thoughts in the heart of the ancient saint of Pingtian flashed, he heard Zheng Ming laugh and said: "Brother Pingtian, with your honest energy, I have made this friend of yours, so that in the future, every jar of wine will be sold in the demon clan, and the profit will be half of yours." ”

Half of the profit sounds really small, but Pingtian Gu Sheng is not stupid, he instantly thought of those guys in the demon clan who are as addicted to alcohol as he is.

"How much wine do you have?" asked the Pingtian Ancient Saint with a hint of concern after taking a deep breath.

"Everything, as long as you can sell it, I have as much as you want?" Zheng Ming patted his chest, extremely heroic.

"Okay!" Pingtian Gusheng stood up and said suddenly: "Then now, let's sell this wine to him, I'm not blowing it for you, although my old cow can't cultivate, but my character, that's definitely ......."

Pingtian Gusheng is really not bragging, driven by half of the profits, Pingtian Gusheng quickly introduced hundreds of customers to Zheng Ming, and those customers were all intoxicated after drinking the wine sent by Zheng Ming.

Naturally, there are more orders for goods.

For a month, the Pingtian Ancient Saints spent all their time in this sales promotion, and it was also in this sales that the Pingtian Ancient Saints found that the demon clans surrounding Zheng Ming had become more and more, and some of the high-level ancient saints who usually couldn't see the Pingtian Ancient Saints also began to send disciples to Zheng Ming to stand on the platform.

There is only one reason why they stand like this, and that is naturally to occupy the dry shares of Zheng Ming's wine shop.

When Zheng Ming's fine wine was sold throughout the Demon Clan, Yiming Trading House began to officially spread in the huge Demon Clan, and when this Ming Trading House opened, even the top nine-layer ancient saint of the Demon Clan sent a disciple to congratulate him.

Twenty percent of the molecules of Yiming Commercial Bank, calculated in a year, are enough to be billions of Chaos Yuan Stones, which naturally makes that demon saint happily stand up for Zheng Ming's business.

And with the arrival of Yiming Trading House, the demon clans of the Supreme Sacred Domain, no, it should be the major ethnic groups of the Supreme Sacred Domain, have begun to undergo earth-shaking changes in their lives.

This kind of change is unimaginable to the entire human race.