The wine was drunk, and the proprietress of the wine shop was in a good mood fiddling with the abacus, happily calculating how many spirit stones she had received today.

In this night city, the most valuable thing is now the merit point, and everything needs merit points and contribution nameplates to exchange, relatively speaking, the spirit stones that sell well outside are not so precious and rare.

In the past, the spirit stones used as currency were more used for cultivation and replenishment of spiritual power inside and outside the city, and there was no need to save them for resources, so naturally everyone would be generous. Resources, spirit stones can't be exchanged, you need to use merit points, and merit points as long as you don't have the guts of a mouse to go outside and go around, not to mention anything else, it's still easy to earn back the spent spirit stones.

In addition to eating and drinking, this spirit stone doesn't use much if it's not the picky one.

And most of the people who pick their mouths are monks, so why do they care about that little expense?

Today's life doesn't know that tomorrow will die, today there is wine and today is drunk, so that no one loses themselves, and the restaurant, wine shop, teahouse, and piano building have made a lot of money for a while.

"No, old Zhaotou, this is your share today, come, dot. ”

The proprietress snapped her abacus twice, pulled out a handful of spirit stones from the cabinet, and a small pile of crystal light was clearly piled on the countertop.

"The proprietress is still trustworthy, so I won't count it. ”

The storyteller picked up the teapot on the counter, poured a bowl and drank it in one gulp.

"I said, boss, how many times have you deceived people about boiling water in this teapot, can't you make some tea foam?"

"Hmph~!Didn't I lie to you, the old man would pick his mouth! I'm a wine shop here, have you seen anyone go to the wine shop to ask for tea, you want to drink tea, go out and turn left and walk ten meters to the tea shop, you want to drink black tea, green tea, iced tea, matcha, Lingshi with enough to order. The proprietress rolled her eyes angrily, and the young man who helped in the wine shop pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled at the excitement.

"Hey, hey, little old man, I'm just saying that the proprietress has a first-class wine, where can I make the tea taste good. I just think it's a bit of a waste to use your best tea set to hold white water. ”

"I said, old Zhao Tou, do you want this spirit stone, if you don't want it, I'll put it in the box. ”

"Yes, yes, this is little old man's storytelling money, can you clean it up together. ”

"Then you put it away!"

"This is it, this is it. Old Zhao's smiling sleeves were wiped on the counter, and a bunch of sparkling spirit stones were all in his pocket.

Looking at the proprietress who was turning the teacup, Fu opened her mouth and quipped: "I said the boss, your spirit stone is so big and thorny on the counter, and you are not afraid of losing it, don't feel distressed when you turn around." ”

"You talk a lot about storytelling! Isn't the old lady happy! No matter how wide it is, be careful that the old lady will deduct your wages!" Xu is very annoyed, the proprietress voice suddenly rose an octave, although it was still soft, the young man began to squeeze his eyebrows on the side to remind the proprietress to pay attention to the image.

Lao Zhaotou's friend also changed his previous appearance of drinking silently and watching the excitement, and pulled up the sleeves of his old friend.

"Okay, okay, you two, one has seen enough of the excitement, and the other has empty wine jugs, what are you doing early......! Assemble...... Hurry up and pour me a place!"

"Well, hostess. With a shout, the two of them quickly poured the table with their hands and feet, and Ju Ji also conveniently arranged the wine pot and wine glass on the table into an ingot-shaped.

"Hmph. Looking at the diligent young man and Ju Ji who stared at the wine vat with his eyes and didn't have enough drinks, and then looked at the old Zhao Tou who was happy to travel in the sky, the proprietress who looked like he was in his thirties couldn't help but snort softly.

Glancing at Lao Zhao again, she hesitated and said: "Storyteller, the spirit stone in this night city is not as convenient as the merit point, if you are interested in this spirit stone, I can help you exchange it for success points, although the price is lower than the merit list, but it is also a safe entry." ”

"Thank you hostess. Lao Zhao Tou straightened his clothes and looked a lot more formal, and he seriously saluted the proprietress of the wine shop, and he didn't see half of it.

"I'm a person, except for storytelling, I don't know how to do alchemy, I can't draw talismans, although I was lucky enough to embark on this road and became a monk, but to be honest, my talent is not very good, I can only say that I am more than average than the upper and lower than the bottom. If there is no accident in this life, it will be stuck in this heartbeat period for a lifetime. ”

"The little old man doesn't have any big ambitions, the little old man has seen enough scenery in his life, and the story told by the young man is even more magnificent, and the little old man is already very content. When I was a child, when I was building a foundation, I died one by one, and my parents had already turned into a handful of loess, and it was better not to go back to the family. ”

"A few years ago, Xiao Lao'er picked up an apprentice, and the seven or eight-year-old little doll is clever! Haha, he will help me see the scenery in the future, and I'll save more spirit stones to earn him a little more resources, and save this kid a bitter delay on the road to cultivation. ”

"This spirit stone, it's very good, out of the night city, you can change things anywhere, and it's safe, the little old man still wants to watch my little disciple break through the heartbeat period." ”

"Okay, okay, got it! Ju Ji! You hurry up and take this guy away, that's it again, tomorrow is not here yet!" the proprietress waved her hand impatiently, and the young man picked up a broom and swept away a drunkard out of the wine shop.

Looking at the two monks who had walked away with his companions, the young man looked at the proprietress in confusion: "Boss, why don't I understand the words of Senior Zhao?

The proprietress looked at the young man's wrinkled facial features, and chuckled: "That's why you call that storyteller a senior." ”

The young man looked ignorant, what? Isn't it because his cultivation is higher than mine?

"This merit point, it is only useful in the Demon Punishment Alliance, and his cultivation is inseparable from even the Night City, so he can only rely on the battle between the city protection array and the monsters. The liquidity of the merit point is limited, and the value is naturally limited to this night city. ”

The little guy blinked, and he could still exchange all kinds of resources in the Night City!

"The resources are not unlimited, but this person comes and goes, and the demand is far more than the sect can provide, and it is bound to be divided into three, six, nine, etc., you need but may not be able to get it, and he has spirit stones but can buy them outside. ”

"Liar!" the young man's mouth grew dumbfounded, which sounded reasonable, but why did he always feel wrong?

"Boss, are you fooling me again?" The man with the broom put on a resolute expression, quietly wiped the nameplate in his arms that recorded the meritorious points, and stuffed it deeper.

"Yo~!boy, you've become smarter!" Looking at the young man's expression that you don't want to lie to me again, the proprietress smiled happily.

"Okay, I won't tease you. He may not be able to keep the merit points, but he only needs to be careful enough to take the spirit stones out, and he can be free wherever he goes. ”

After the proprietress finished speaking, she waved her hand and walked to the backyard to look at her wine cellar, and the young man frowned and thought about the proprietress words.

Merit points can be transferred to each other, and it is not surprising that someone forcibly takes them.

But why does he still think it's wrong?

I always feel as if I have been fooled by the proprietress again......

on the street.

"Lao Zhao, why don't you change the spirit stone? If the merit points are enough, replace it with a purple gold pill, you can't ......" Ju Ji, who had walked far away, quietly bit his ear with Lao Zhao, but was interrupted by an old friend waving his hand.

"No, I'm old, and I don't have a few years to live. How long will it take to save a Purple Gold Pill and whether it will be enough to save it? No one knows, but what if it is a fight? Who knows whether it will earn another few hundred years or send a life? I am not alone now, and I always have to plan a little more. In the end, this spirit stone is more down-to-earth than the meritorious point, and it is easy to use it anywhere, that is, I am not here, and there are these kids, who are always a little lighter than others, but what about the meritorious points? That is, no matter how much I have, what can he get when he dies? Or is it difficult to ask him to come here?"

"You're thinking too much, the sect has its own considerations for these. ”

"The consideration of the sect is the sect's, and mine's is mine, layer by layer, can you guarantee that no one will stretch out their claws? It is not good to make a fortune from the dead, but not everyone cares, I don't know that few people have turned their pockets bulging. Monk, stepping on the bones of others on the road is nothing more than a ...... in the end."

"Alright! Alright, you can rest your throat! If your throat is hoarse, who will I find tomorrow's drink!"

This court is full of people coming and going, who knows if there are any violent tempers!

If you are beaten up, then it is called a dumb loss!

Whoever has no good face, this will tear off the monk's face and step on it, and no one will pull the fight when he is beaten!

He should hurry up and take this old friend who has drunk high to go back to sober up!

Alas~!The proprietress is drunk in the cold pool, but it is also strange and sad to be drunk with this cup.