After the villager got the money, he seemed very enthusiastic, and took Chen Yang and Yang Jing along the narrow road all the way back to the village.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, the villager's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the front and said, "Look, that's Jiang Toast, it's that thin old man." ”

The two of them looked in the direction he pointed, and when they saw that scene, they were both stunned, and their expressions became a little strange.

Yang Jing couldn't help but say, "Uncle, you won't lie to us, right? This thin old man is the Jiang toast?"

The villagers were a little unhappy and said, "You man, why don't you trust people? What am I lying to you for? Is it any good?"

Yang Jing had to smile awkwardly.

At the entrance of the village, there was indeed a thin old man, but at this time he was shouting and fleeing with great agility.

Because, behind him, followed by a fat woman.

The fat woman ran out of breath, but her speed was not slow, and she held a feather duster in her hand and chased the thin old man wildly.

The mouth is still scolding.

"You killing a thousand knives, and you stole the family's money to buy wine, you want my life!"

"Forget about stealing money, you old bastard, the only old hen in the house, you actually burned it!

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be your wife!"

While speaking, the fat woman held a feather duster, just like an ancient general, holding a spear, majestic, chasing the thin old man's ass all the way, snapping, the feather duster left a few gray marks on the buttocks,

With the screams of a thin old man.

In the end, he couldn't run, and the thin old man suddenly ran under a locust tree, and with a whoosh, he actually used his hands and feet together and climbed up.

The fat woman chased under the tree, pointed at the thin old man with a feather duster and scolded, "You come down for me." ”

The thin old man shouted, "If you don't hit me, I'll come down." ”

The fat woman roared, "If you don't come down, you won't go home today!"

The thin old man shouted: "If you don't go back, you won't go back, there is a tigress like you at home, who dares to go back?"

Yang Jing was directly speechless.

He couldn't help but turn his head, looked at Chen Yang, and said with a wry smile: "I feel like let's go back, this thin old man can't be the master of Baixiaomen." ”

The villager next to him agreed, "Yes, this guy has been in our village for many years, and I have never seen anything powerful about him. ”

Chen Yang smiled slightly and said, "It's all here, don't be in a hurry to leave." Uncle, is there any guest house in the village? We're going to stay. ”

Yang Jing was a little surprised, but since Chen Yang had made a decision, he no longer objected.

The people in the village were all simple, not to mention the money from this person, so the villager nodded and said, "Yes, it's on the side of the house where the village party secretary lives, and I'll take you there." ”

Night.

Chen Yang and Yang Jing lived here.

They also carefully inquired about Jiang Toast's various situations in this village.

All the villagers said in unison, saying that Jiang Toast was a drunkard, and he was crazy, always bragging that he was the master of Baixiaomen, and he was a big man in the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't even repair a pot at home.

After Yang Jing heard the news, he was even more speechless.

The life of this master of Baixiaomen is too miserable.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of depth, and he muttered to himself.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

……

……

In the evening, Chen Yang picked up a pot of old wine, and together with Yang Jing, he came to the door of the courtyard where Najiang toasted and knocked on the door.

That pot of old wine was specially prepared by Chen Yang, and it was brought here from Huacheng, and it was a really good wine that had been cellared for decades!

In the market, this wine can be said to have a price.

After knocking on the door, in the courtyard, footsteps sounded after a while, and the fat woman I saw at the entrance of the village opened the door, and when she saw Chen Yang and Yang Jing, she was stunned and asked, "What are you doing at my house?"

Chen Yang smiled and said, "I want to pay a visit to Mr. Jiang Toast." ”

The fat woman's face changed slightly, then she pulled down her face and said, "I'm sorry, he's not available, I don't see him!"

A fierce light flashed in Yang Jing's eyes, but at this moment, suddenly a thin old man rushed out from behind the fat woman, he sniffed, and his eyes lit up.

"It smells so good!"

immediately looked at the wine jar in Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang shook the wine jar and said with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, I have a pot of good wine, I want to invite you to taste it, I don't know if you are willing to let me come to the door?"

Jiang toasted and smiled, "Of course there is no problem." ”

The fat woman glared at Jiang to toast, but unlike the spicy style during the day, at this time, she did not stop her.

Apparently, she knows what to do and what not to do.

Seeing this scene, a glimmer of light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes.

This kind of woman who understands the importance is generally rare in mountain villages.

The thin old man Jiang toasted Chen Yang and Yang Jing into the courtyard, beckoning them to find a place to sit down in the courtyard, but his eyes were staring straight at the wine jar in Chen Yang's hand.

Chen Yang smiled slightly, handed the wine jar to the thin old man, the thin old man smiled, slapped the wine seal open, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine filled the entire courtyard.

Jiang did not hesitate to toast, raised his head, opened his mouth, picked up the jar and poured it down, and the crystal wine gushed out from the mouth of the altar and entered his mouth.

Goo-dong.

Goo-dong.

I took a big sip at once.

However, after taking a sip, Jiang's toasting look was a little wrong, he frowned, put the wine jar aside, and then ......

Wow!

Directly vomited.

After spitting up, Jiang's toasting expression became very ugly and he scolded.

"Phew!"

"What the hell, garbage is like water!"

Yang Jing's eyebrows were raised, and he was about to attack, Chen Yang stretched out his hand to stop him, with a smile on his face, and there was no anger at all.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know much about wine, I didn't expect it, it doesn't suit Mr. Jiang's taste. Chen Yang smiled, "Next time, I will definitely bring a better one." ”

"Humph!"

Jiang toasted and snorted dissatisfiedly, "Don't bring it, if you bring it, it's useless, you don't know about wine at all." This wine turned out to be good, otherwise I wouldn't have smelled that wine and got drunk.

But you took it over the mountains and mountains, and it was not well preserved, and it was sunburned, and the whole wine tasted bad!

Yang Jing saw that this person's attitude was so arrogant, and he was angry again, but he remembered Chen Yang's advice just now, so he had to endure it.

It was Na Jiang who toasted, and after finishing the big chase, he glanced at Chen Yang with slanted eyes and asked, "Boy, you are so good to me, there must be something, let's say it." ”

(End of chapter)