Zeng Lao took out two bamboo tubes from the wine shop, one stood on the wooden bench where Yu Xing was sitting, and the other was opened by Zeng Lao.

The difference between this bamboo tube and the "barrel" in Yu Xing's imagination is a bit big, and Yu Xing feels that this bamboo tube wine is definitely not much more than the spirit wine in Huaichun Building.

It seems that he has met a profiteer.

As soon as Yu Xing was about to talk to Zeng Lao, a fragrance came to his nose. Zeng Lao poured out the wine, and there were two broken bowls with notches on the table, and the pale cyan wine syrup flowed from the bamboo tube to the broken bowls, and the smell in the air alone could be intoxicating.

Zeng Lao had a pair of thief's glowing eyes, looking at the wine syrup slowly left in front of him, his face was obsessed, and there was still some reluctance in his expression.

This expression is like an old father seeing that the daughter he raised since childhood is about to get married.

"Lao Zeng, you just pour a wine, why does your expression look like constipation!" Yao Pojun said. This man who came down from the battlefield has a very bold personality, and he does not have the twist of other students in the academy. This is also an important reason why Yu Xingneng is sitting here drinking with him.

Yao Pojun's appearance as a master when he first saw Yu Xing has been maintained until now, and he can't maintain it at all.

The bowl was full of wine, and Zeng Lao put the bamboo tube containing the wine on the table, and then said to Yao Pojun: "Do you think I am willing to pour wine for you two deflated calves? I just can't bear my bamboo leaf greens! I went down to the cellar with more than 20 cylinders!"

"More than twenty tubes, you still have this expression?" asked Yu Xing.

"Hmph, what do you know, there are rules in one line, you have to pay tribute to what you do, I, a winemaker and a wine seller, make a living from wine. Every time the wine cellar is opened, the first bowl must be poured by the winemaker himself. This is the rule set by our ancestors! Everything in the universe has a spirit, and so is wine, which has been sealed in the ground for so many years, and wine has long been spiritual, so we winemakers can respect it. Zeng Lao said.

Yu Xing listened to Zeng Lao's remarks, and nodded thoughtfully, he seemed to have figured out something, as if he hadn't figured anything out.

Yao Pojun didn't care so much, he wanted to pick up the broken bowl and drink, but the wine was too full, and he couldn't help but spill a lot when he picked it up, so Yao Pojun lowered his head directly, and his mouth slipped on the edge of the broken bowl. Yao Pojun didn't care about his image at all, and he didn't care that there were dozens of people watching not far away.

After drinking this mouthful, Yao Pojun took a big sip of the bowl. After drinking, he found that Yu Xing was still sitting opposite him, Yao Pojun laughed awkwardly twice, and said: "I haven't drunk for some days, and I am a little addicted to alcohol, but I forgot about you, come, brother, do it!"

Yao Pojun held the wine bowl, touched the bowl that Yu Xing had not yet picked up, and then raised his head and drank it all.

Yu Xing didn't care whether the bowl of wine was sprinkled or not, he directly picked up the bowl and drank it all. However, Yu Xingduan's hand in the wine bowl was unusually stable, and Zhu Yeqing was stunned and didn't spill a drop.

When sake enters the throat, it is not as spicy as other wines, only a little pungent, and more of a cool feeling between the lips and teeth, and there is a sweetness in the coolness.

"Yes, this wine, not bad. Yu Xing exclaimed. He doesn't usually drink much, but drinking in training camp is taboo, and if he is drunk, he may not wake up.

After coming to this planet, Yu Xing has been running around, and it was only after arriving at Yihong Academy that he completely settled down for a few days, but after a month, Yu Xing had to continue to run again.

In any case, a month later, Yu Xing had to go to the bitter cold northland.

Yao Pojun said: "This wine, it's delicious, it's just like water, there's nothing to drink." ”

"Hmph!" Zeng Lao was immediately unhappy when he heard this, but he had no choice but to take Yao Pojun, a big bastard, out of sight and out of mind, and returned to the wine shop, leaving the square inch of this table for the two of them.

A group of people in the distance originally thought that Yu Xing and Yao Pojun were going to fight as soon as they met, but they ended up sitting here and drinking a little wine, and everyone couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Things turned out somewhat unexpectedly, and the script didn't seem to be written like this.

Under normal circumstances, even if these two people don't fight, they have to greet each other's family members when they meet, but who knows that these two people actually drink?

A large number of people find it boring and are ready to disperse, and a small number of people feel that there may be an enjoyable plot of "flipping the table" for a while, and there is no intention of leaving yet.

Yao Pojun drank half of the wine, and when he saw that the people watching the excitement were leaving, he put down the wine bowl, and unhurriedly took down the weapon wrapped with strips of cloth on his back, and removed the strips of cloth down.

It's a rusty spear.

As soon as the strip of cloth was halfway removed, Yao Pojun threw the spear out.

Yu Xing visually measured that this spear must weigh seventy or eighty catties, if the material of this spear is a metal material that Yu Xing is familiar with. It is not excluded that some materials on this planet are very light.

"Boom!"

The spear was stuck straight in front of the crowd of spectators, the tip of the spear sinking into the ground, making a roar of iron and stone, and the shaft of the spear was still trembling.

"Are you leaving, with my consent?" asked Yao Pojun with a sip of wine.

The people who ate melons were all stunned by this heavenly spear, and they didn't know what was going on, but when they heard Yao Pojun's voice, the few people who wanted to leave stopped.

"Look at the two of us as monkeys, and you want to leave after reading it?" You still don't know me Yao Pojun!" Yao Pojun cocked Erlang's legs, his fingers kept tapping on the table, and his eyes stared at a group of students.

"You, what do you want?" A male student in the crowd asked boldly, and immediately changed his position after asking, for fear that Yao Pojun would find out who he was when he heard the voice.

"How about it......" Yao Pojun pondered for a while and asked Yu Xing: "You say, what should I do?"

Yu Xing smiled, showed a harmless expression and said, "I heard that there is a profession called actor. ”

"What is an actor?" asked Yao Pojun.

"It's a profession that is specifically watched by people. ”

"Then we're actors now?"

"We are only half actors. Yu Xing said. "Because actors can't be shown to others in vain, they have to be charged. ”

"And the charges are high. Yu Xing added.

When Yao Pojun heard the charge, his eyes suddenly lit up: "What?

"Whoever sees the two of us, you will take whomever it is. I counted, there were fifty-six people here, not counting the kid at the back, it was my man, worried that something would happen to me. For one person, just charge a five-contribution value, which is exactly the price of a tube of bamboo leaf green. Yu Xing continued to induce Yao Pojun.

Yao Pojun fiddled with his fingers and calculated: "Fifty-six people, five contribution points per person, that is, that's more than five hundred, this is much more valuable than you!"

"Did you teach math by your physical education teacher?" asked Yu Xing speechlessly.

Yao Pojun asked rhetorically: "What is mathematics, what is sports, why are there some strange words in your mouth?"

Yu Xing forgot that the people here didn't understand the meaning of some earth-specific terms at all.

"Don't talk about this, your IQ can't understand what I'm saying, so I'll ask you if you want to earn this contribution value. Yu Xing asked.

"Yes, of course I want to, what am I doing here if I don't earn contribution value?" Yao Pojun blurted out.

"If you want to earn it, you can listen to me. ”

Yu Xing and Yao Pojun began to mumble quietly.

A group of people not far away couldn't hear what the two people drinking next to the table were saying at this time, but Yao Pojun didn't let them go, and none of them dared to leave.

Just as a group of people were nervously waiting for Yao Pojun to speak, finally, Yao Pojun stood up from the stool after taking a sip of wine. Walked towards them.

Yao Pojun first pulled out the embroidered spear that was inserted in the ground, and then held the spear in one hand, and there were two white cloths hanging on the spear shaft, and when the wind blew, the white cloth fluttered with the wind. There was also blue rust on the tip of the spear, and the blade of the spear was blood-red, which should have been soaked in blood. The moment Yao Pojun picked up the spear, the temperament of the whole person changed back to when he intercepted Yu Xing just now, and one person can be worth thousands of troops.

People who have been on the battlefield are indeed murderous, people like Yao Pojun who have been on the battlefield countless times are even more murderous, and the faces of the people closest to Yao Pojun are pale.

"There are fifty-six people here, I remember the appearance of each of you, if anyone dares to sneak away, hum!" Yao Pojun said, raising the spear he was holding in his hand.

"We, how can we go?" someone asked.

Yao Pojun said: "It's just that you watch me drink like this, which makes me unhappy, so let's invite me to drink, just drink the one I just drank, and I'll let you go." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and thought that Yao Pojun was going to kill someone, but it turned out that they just asked them to invite him to drink a tube of wine, although this wine is worth a tube of five contributions, but there are so many of them, it is really nothing. Evenly divided, no one has less than 0.1 contribution value.

Many of these shops in Yihong Academy sell a few tenths of a contribution value.

"Why, you don't want to?" asked Yao Pojun, who was glaring.

A more clever student hurriedly stood up and said, "How can you be unwilling, Brother Yao, in this way, I have paid for the wine, and I don't have to trouble everyone to make up the five contribution points." "This person is also a good calculation, the five contribution value is only a monthly payment, but it is possible to let himself hug Yao Pojun's thigh, and let the more than 50 people behind him leave a good impression on him.

About 30 of these 50-odd students are women.

"What are you thinking, what are you dreaming about?" Yao Pojun looked at this kid and couldn't help but say a foul word, maybe Yao Pojun didn't want to endure it at all.

The student who said that he wanted to pay for the wine for all the melon-eating students looked confused and asked, "Brother Yao, did I do something wrong?"

"Are you sure you're going to pay for everyone?"

"I'm sure, I'm sure. The student nodded like pounded garlic, as if he had thought of the adoring eyes of the female students who looked at him after Yao Pojun left.

"It's a total of two hundred and eighty contribution points, brush it to me. I don't take credit for this small business. Yao Pojun took out his token, the number two hundred and eight was told to him several times before he remembered it, and he had been silently reciting "two hundred and eight" in his heart just now, no way, Yao Killing God was inherently insensitive to numbers.

"What? Two-hundred-eight!" the student felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

Yao Pojun said: "I don't understand? My wine has five contribution points, you have looked at the two of us for a long time, and let each of you spend a bottle of wine money, is it too much? This is called entertainment consumption, do you understand?" Yao Pojun said as he put the spear in his hand on the ground. Although Yao Pojun doesn't know what entertainment consumption is, he looks very high-end when he listens to Yu Xing.

"Do you brush five, or do you brush two hundred and eighty?" Yao Pojun asked, staring at the student who had just spoken, while also touching the scar on the right side of his face with his hand.

The student was also happy, and directly took out the token and swept five contribution points on Yao Pojun's token.

"You can go, but no one else is allowed to go. Yao Pojun said. "But as long as you brush my contribution points, you can go, and it doesn't matter if you don't brush it, but this year's school year competition, I will participate. Yao Pojun said with a threatening expression.

Who in Yihong Academy didn't know that Yao Pojun had disabled three students in the first academic year competition?

Just like the student who came out before said, five contribution points are only a month's monthly payment, and they can still afford it, and no one needs to offend such a ruthless person who will abolish others at every turn because of five contribution points, although the probability of them encountering them in the school year competition is very low.

The more than 50 students scrambled to hand in the contribution points, and then all left.