The old man quickly put away the twine. One end of the hemp rope was attached to a hollow tube.

Cheng Chuifan was shocked, panting and thanking the old man.

"You're so fucking noisy down there that I can't sleep well, so I have to pull you up. The old man said disappreciatively.

It's still such a funny old man.

"Then I'll apologize to you for my fuss. Cheng Chuifan said.

"Yo, you're pretty good at this mouth. ”

"I'm Cheng Chuifan from Jiangcun Middle School, and I can't thank you for your great kindness today. I also have to bother the old man to tell me where I can go out. Cheng Chuifan looked around, not knowing from which direction he could get off the platform. He was worried that the thugs would come after him in a few minutes. If they catch up again, not to mention that he was injured, it would be bad to bring this old man with him.

"You don't have to rush down. This platform has a canopy to shade the sun, and it is transparent everywhere, so it is also very pleasant to lie on it. The old man unscrewed the lid of the military kettle and took a sip. "Would you like a bite?"

After the fight just now, Cheng Chuifan was really thirsty, he took the old man's military kettle and drank two big sips.

Cheng Chuifan instantly felt a burst of fire burning in his esophagus, burning from his throat and eyes to his stomach.

The military kettle was not filled with water, but actually a wine similar to the Gu Shou drunk at Ho Chi Pao's house.

It's probably a grain burner!

"How do you feel?" the old man looked at Cheng Chuifan with a grin.

"It's delicious," Cheng Chuifan exaggerated, "Can I take two more sips, old man?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect there to be as good wine as me. You drink!"

Cheng Chuifan raised his neck and took two more sips unceremoniously.

"Oops," the old man was busy grabbing the military kettle, "you kid don't drink me up." ”

"Isn't this not enough?" Cheng Chuifan licked the corners of his mouth exaggeratedly.

"You don't know how hard it is for me to make this pot of wine. The old man said.

"Go to Jiang Village, I'll pour you three pots and five pots. ”

"Does it smell like this?" the old man's eyes lit up.

"It's hard to burn the valley. Definitely has the smell of you. Cheng Chuifan said.

"Hey, young man, I don't care if you call you a fan or a dying person, what you say counts. I'll save your life, and it's not too much to change three or five jugs of wine, right?" the old man was almost a scoundrel.

"My name is Chuifan, old man. Why don't you tell me your address, and I'll send it to you next time I come to the county. Cheng Chuifan laughed silently, this is really an authentic alcoholic person.

"Oh, you don't want you, you don't want you, I seem to be seventy or eighty, Hanqi. ”

"You don't ...... No, no, you're not eighty or seventy, are you?" Cheng Chuifan said suspiciously.

"Just over sixty this year. "The old man looked very proud.

"Then I really don't see it. Uncle, I won't call you old man, I'm really leaving. Those people are coming, and I will be skinned if I don't die. Cheng Chuifan looked around many times, worried that the group would catch up soon.

"Don't worry, they won't be there that soon. Eh, I said, you must be an outsider, I don't know it's a dead end. ”

"I'm from Qijiatun, Jizhou. Cheng Chuifan said.

"Oh, with Xue Qigui. ”

"Do you also know that Xue Qigui is from Qijiatun?" Cheng Chuifan was quite puzzled.

"Don't say it, don't say it, hehe, I seem to talk a little too much today. I'll tell you why you said you didn't need to go, because those people have to make a big detour here. We just need to slip back into this alley, they don't expect it, and you can swagger away. ”

"That's a good idea," Cheng Chuifan exclaimed, "Uncle, we simply divided the wine in the pot." ”

The old man subconsciously put the flask in his arms.

"Hahaha, I can't help it, I can't help it!" Cheng Chuifan smiled.

"Who said I couldn't bear it? I will divide it, but I will drink it first, I will take a sip, and you will take a sip. The old man was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he took a big sip first.

Cheng Chuifan was not polite, and followed a big mouthful. He takes a big interest in the mysterious old man, and the wine can obviously bring the two closer.

"Eh, don't take too big a mouth," the old man shook the flask, "there's not much wine left." ”

Sorry tone.

"The ancients said that wine is less than a thousand cups for a confidant," Cheng said, "We only drank a few sips." ”

"Won't I tell me? I'm hard to get this wine. Do you know what's under the platform?" asked the old man.

"I've been smelling wine for a long time, it can't be a sake brewery, right?"

"It's the winery. Private winery. Very small winery. ”

"It's not surprising that there are many masters in the countryside who can make wine. Cheng Chuifan disagreed.

"But only this wine is the best, but he never sells it, so ......" the old man looked strange.

"That's why you often sneak here and take advantage of people's absences to slip down and drink a pot of wine. ”

"Oh, brother, whoever knows me, brother. "The old man was like a child, and he was very excited.

"Then I'll slip down and pour him a pot now, and we'll find a place to go there." Cheng Chuifan said.

The old man clenched his fists and said, "Why do we want to go together." But there's still a small sip in this pot, and I'll have to drink it. Also, those guys should be getting there, you need to hurry. ”

The old man drank the wine dry, then bent down and quietly lowered the hemp rope from one end of the platform.

Cheng Chuifan bit the wine jug in his mouth, bent his waist, grabbed the hemp rope, and went down to the wine shop under the platform in a few seconds.

The brewery is only a dozen square meters in size, with a large pot stove on which a nearly two-meter-high wooden barrel resembles something used to make wine.

The whole brewery is full of wine.

Cheng Traifan found a soy sauce jar. The soy sauce jar is 70 centimeters high, gourd-shaped, and has a mouth a little larger than the stove bowl. A bamboo wine spoon hangs from the mouth, and a red plastic funnel sits beside it.

It's literally for wine stealers!

Cheng Chuifan unscrewed the lid of the kettle, put the funnel into the spout of the kettle, and then poured the wine into the kettle spoonful by spoon with a wine spoon.

Outside the winery, there was a rush of footsteps from far and near.

Cheng Chuifan knew that it was the gang who chased after him!