"Classmate, use it slowly... Hah, slow down!" The stall owner put the baking tray on the table as if nothing had happened, bowed politely to the two of them, and walked over to the oven to begin baking food for the other guests.

Looking at the delicacies with hot smoke in the baking tray, a fresh and fragrant taste came, Ye Zirong and Qiu Dahai smiled one after another and began to taste.

Cultivators, cultivating to a certain level, especially when they have reached the stage of Bigu, it is inconvenient to eat grains and grains, but Ye Zirong is a mortal physique at the moment, and it is normal for him to eat three meals a day on time, not to mention that this is his first meal in the world, so he can enjoy it slowly.

Nourishing the soul wood has been nourishing Ye Zirong for many days, but the nutrition is only enough to nourish his soul, and now that he has a physical body, he must have three meals like a mortal, so that he can absorb the aura of heaven and earth, gather energy, and condense the yuan of Qiankun for the early stage of cultivation.

Although the food in the worldly world is not as effective as the elixir of the Dao realm, it can be managed for several days after taking one pill, but it is also the source of ten thousand powers, and the taste and texture are even more unique and have their own subtleties, which can be compared to the elixir of the non-cultivation realm.

Eating the mellow, immature and refreshing barbecue in his hand, and drinking the cold beer in summer, Ye Zirong thought that people in the world really know how to enjoy it, and they live more freely than those Taoist sects who have crossed the catastrophe to the immortals.

When the four bottles of cold beer were exhausted, Ye Zirong even suggested to Qiu Dahai: "The sea, this beer is not too enjoyable, why don't you have something white?"

As soon as these words came out, they echoed Qiu Dahai's intentions.

Qiu Dahai is a person who loves tobacco and alcohol like his life, although he is only a high school student, but since he was in elementary school, he Lao Tzu has boldly stocked this calf, let it grow naturally, every time there is a banquet at home, his heroic father will let the calf drink a few cups with the guests, on the one hand, it is to let everyone have fun, on the other hand, it is also the friendship of the landlord, over time, Qiu Dahai has drunk out of the addiction to alcohol, and the amount of alcohol has reached the level of one and a half pounds not drunk, and relatives and friends drink to the fullest, often everyone is drunk and he is sober.

"White, right?"

"Hey, boss, come and burn a knife, it's going to be 75 degrees. ”

Qiu Dahai asked Ye Zirong a little what he meant, and before he could reply, he shouted to the stall owner to ask for high liquor, and secretly said in his heart: "As for drinking, how can Zirong be my opponent?"

In less than a minute, the stall owner brought a bottle of burnt knives.

"Classmate, what do you want, just ask, I'm a small business, the price is cheap... But there's also everything ... Hah, slow down!" The stall owner bowed his head and muttered, then went back to the oven to make the roasted food.

Qiu Dahai immediately opened the bottle cap, poured a cup for Ye Zirong, and said with a smile: "Zirong, if you want to drink, you can drink it all the time, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, Ye Zirong actually raised the wine glass, raised his hand, and poured the full glass of liquor into his neck, and the wine did not leak.

"Hmm... Mellow, fragrant, good wine!hey!hehe!" Ye Zirong smiled and sighed to himself.

"Zirong, how long have you not drunk liquor? This is a burning knife, seventy-five degrees, ang... Are you actually bored?" Qiu Dahai looked at Ye Zirong, who was full of wine, blinking his big sparkling eyes, and he was a little frightened in his heart.

Surprisingly, Ye Zirong was unmoved, but poured a full cup for Qiu Dahai, and said loudly: "The sea, this cup is not a lot, you drink it slowly, and you have to go to class tomorrow." But he raised his head and poured all the remaining half of the burning knife from the bottle into his neck.

"Zirong, don't drink with me so hard!"

"Wouldn't it? Yes... Don't bring such a drink!" Qiu Dahai was obviously stunned, and a pair of eyes that were about to jump out stared directly at Ye Zirong, who was drinking heavily, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Ye Zirong drank it all in one gulp, slapped the wine bottle on the table, but shook his head and said with a little disappointment: "This bar, the strength is still a little worse." ”

"What? don't you mean you haven't drunk enough?" Qiu Dahai hurriedly poured a glass of wine in front of him into his neck, for fear that he would accidentally be taken by Ye Zirong to drink.

Ye Zirong chuckled, stretched out his finger and nodded at Qiu Dahai, "You, you, do you want to come again?"

"No! No, I was full of beer just now!" Qiu Dahai pushed back again and again.

When he was full of wine and food, Qiu Dahai paid the bill, and he was already stumbling and drunk, although he drank a good amount of alcohol, but he usually drank some low-alcohol wine, and the seventy-five degree burning knife was too urgent, which really made him a little unable to resist.

At this moment, Ye Zirong was radiant and radiant, if it weren't for Qiu Dahai's fuss about going back to sleep, he would definitely have to drink a few more glasses before he would stop.

Ye Zirong had no choice but to shake his head, smile bitterly, and then helped Qiu Dahai to the single room he rented in a nearby house, and threw the pennant that symbolized the highest honor on the bed.

Seeing that Qiu Dahai had fallen asleep, Ye Zirong carried him to the bed, covered him with a blanket, then turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature, adjusted the alarm clock on the bedside desk, and then locked the door, before dragging his tired body away and going back to Taisheng Hall.

Ye Zirong lives in Taisheng Hall and is a part-time associate in Taisheng Hall.

Taisheng Hall is located on Roma Street, about a kilometer away from Shancheng No. 9 Senior High School. Taishengtang is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, and the owner of the clinic is named Qin Shuiwen, that is, the middle-aged man Lao Qin who gave him a steel needle when Ye Zirong rescued the drowning boy.

Qin Shuiwen saw that Ye Zirong knew a little about traditional Chinese medicine and his requirements for treatment were not high, so he accepted him as a part-time partner in the clinic, including food and accommodation, and usually gave some pocket money, and his salary was basically not ...... Just sent him away easily.

Qin Shuiwen opened the clinic near the school, not only because there are many students here, there is a large flow of people, and business is easy to do, but more importantly, his daughter Qin Xiaobai is also in the third year of high school in Shancheng No. 9 Senior High School, which is convenient to take care of.

Qin Shuiwen is such a precious daughter, and the clinic is simply a companion to Rome Street, looking at the only "hope" of the whole family to be admitted to a good university and win glory for the old Qin family.

Qin Xiaobai is a smart and clever little girl, she skipped two levels when she was in elementary school, so among the students in the same grade, she is two years younger, she is in the same grade as Ye Zirong, and she usually calls Ye Zirong her brother.

In Qin Shuiwen's eyes, this little baby is a prodigy-like existence, and he has always hoped that this little gourd can grow to the sky.

Ye Zirong has great sense, and when he chatted with Qiu Dahai, he already knew that he lived in Taisheng Hall, and as for the route of Taisheng Hall, he immediately knew how to go.

When Ye Zirong returned to Taisheng Hall, Qin Shuiwen was lying on the sofa chair weakly, and Erlang's legs were leaning on the corner of the consultation table, he looked at the ceiling with a sluggish expression, holding a box of inferior cigarettes of about seven or eight yuan in his mouth, and kept swallowing clouds and spitting smoke.

Seeing that Ye Zirong was back, Qin Shuiwen immediately retracted Erlang's legs, greeted him with a smile, and couldn't help but put back the cigarette case with a cigarette that he had pulled out, and muttered to himself in his heart, "Yes, he is still a student, so there is no need to send it to him." Waste!"

"Zirong, why are you studying so early at night? Why didn't you come back?"