The bartender nodded, and continued to serve wine to this "terrifying" young man, Zhang Xiaojun silently asked for a glass of orange juice.

The young man never seems to be drunk, and his stomach seems to be a bottomless pit, there is no need to stop after so much drinking, during which Zhang Xiaojun also took out his bank card and swiped it once. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I'm out of alcohol. Is this friend of yours human? ”

The bartender was a little frightened, and for the first time I saw someone drink wine with an alcohol concentration of more than 90 as water, and he was still ......

"He's not human, can he go?" Zhang Xiaojun turned his head to the young man and said.

Only then did the young man glance at Zhang Xiaojun with somewhat wooden eyes, and said, "Do you have any spirits?" ”

"As long as you have a story, the spirits are full!"

"Let's go!"

In this way, Zhang Xiaojun and this young man came out of the bar, and the bartender didn't react for a long time, if it weren't for the pile of empty wine bottles next to him, he would have felt that what happened just now was fake, too unreal.

"I met a ghost today...... bartender muttered to himself and began to clean up the bottle, not at all happy after making money, although the money was earned by the boss.

Out of the bar, Zhang Xiaojun drove the young man to the village on the outskirts of Chuzhou City, where Zhang Xiaojun had to come with Zhang Dajun once a year to buy a pot of wine, as for what it was used for, Zhang Xiaojun never knew it, because after buying wine, Zhang Dajun started an annual year-end "trip", almost half a month.

This existence has ten miles of peach blossom trees, although it is a bare tree all season, but a small river in the peach blossom tree is still flowing, and there are fish bubbling from time to time, which can be regarded as a peculiar scenery, after all, there are not many clean rivers.

"Okay, get off here, you come with me." Zhang Xiaojun got out of the car first with a bag of things.

Zhang Xiaojun signaled to the young man and took the lead to leave, the young man suddenly shook his body, and his body instantly changed into a cyan robe, carrying a long sword, a dress like Li Xiaoyao in the TV series "Fairy Sword", Zhang Xiaojun wanted to ask what the relationship between this kid and Li Xiaoyao was.

But I still endured it, and planned to talk to the young man at the wine table and ask about the identity, and after a while, they came to a farmer's yard, and the words "peach blossom wine" were hung at the door of the courtyard.

The owner of the yard is a lonely old man who only knows Xin Tao, and he doesn't know the specific name.

"Grandpa Momo, I have a friend who wants to have the strongest liquor, so I want to get you some of it, is that okay?" Zhang Xiaojun shouted at the gate of the courtyard.

"Ahem, ahem...... Oh, the strongest liquor? Come on in. The old man's slightly hoarse voice reached Zhang Xiaojun's ears.

An old man responded to Zhang Xiaojun, and Zhang Xiaojun led the young man into the courtyard, where there was an ancient well, and the old man was washing some black grain.

"Grandpa Peach, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Zhang Xiaojun put down the things in his hand, hurriedly ran to the well, grabbed the rope to carry the water, and helped the old man carry the water.

The old man laughed, "Your dad didn't come this time?" ”

"The time hasn't come, but my friend thief can drink, I just drank in the bar and heard that the alcohol content is more than 90% but there is no reaction, I want to hear his story, so I can only ask you to give him some spirits." Zhang Xiaojun said with a smile.

Only then did the old man look at the young man standing in the courtyard, slowly narrowed, and then continued to wash the grain.

"Grandpa Tao, why don't I help you wash it, and you can get him some wine that he got drunk on after drinking a small glass of my dad last time?" Zhang Xiaojun pleaded.

"You little ghost, my wine is rare for a thousand years, how can you give it to a "living dead"? The old man quipped, his voice deliberately amplified.

Zhang Xiaojun looked at the old man with a bitter face and said, "Grandpa Tao, no, last time you gave my dad to drink, you forcibly gave it to drink, and he basically doesn't drink." ”

"And what happened to him after he drank my wine?"

"This ...... Didn't you get drunk at the time? It seems that I am still crying, the first time I saw my dad crying so happily, but ...... Later it seems to be ...... Much younger? Hey. ”

Zhang Xiaojun remembers Zhang Dajun's drinking a year ago very clearly, because that time was simply too "terrifying", his father poured a glass of wine, and he shed so many tears, if it weren't for his trust in the old man, he would have called the police at that time.

"So, my wine is not just for people to drink, only people with love can drink it, whether dead or alive, haha."

"Hehe, didn't you just say he was a "dead man"? You see that he is obviously hurting like that, so you can let me see the "dead man" drinking.

Grandpa Tao, you see that I am also half of your grandson, right, although I don't often come to see you, but every year my dad and I come to see you......"

"Don't play the emotional card on me, I'm so old...... Drinking, it depends on the time, what time do you think it's now? ”

"When? It's almost twelve o'clock now. Zhang Xiaojun was a little confused.

"It's not time to drink, and in half an hour, you go and fill the tanks over there with water." The old man pointed to the vats in the corners.

Zhang Xiaojun nodded, "Okay, do you need to wash the vat?" ”

"No, it's washed."

"Okay, who is that, you can sit down first, the strongest wine needs to be drunk at the right time." Zhang Xiaojun turned his head and said to the young man.

The young man sat mechanically on the stone bench in the courtyard, and in this way, Zhang Xiaojun fetched water from the tank, and the old man cleaned the black grain, and the picture temporarily repeated this action.

Finally, half an hour passed, and Zhang Xiaojun poured the last bucket of water into the last vat, although there was some sweat on his forehead, he was not very tired.

"Okay, you go clean up the table, I'll go get the wine, by the way, go to the old man Hu at the head of the village to buy a roast duck and a stack of spiced beans!"

"Great!"

Zhang Xiaojun wiped his hands, cleaned up the stone table in the courtyard and ran out, and finally started, Zhang Xiaojun was very confident, because that kind of wine was terrible.

After a while, Zhang Xiaojun came back from shopping, and the old man was holding a small wine jar and walked out of the house slowly, only to see the old man gently patting the mud seal, and after removing the oil paper sealed on the mouth of the wine jar, a chime and intoxicating wine fragrance came to the nostrils.

Zhang Xiaojun hurriedly covered his nose, he almost got drunk last time he smelled the wine, this time he naturally had to take some precautions, the young man's originally somewhat wooden eyes suddenly flashed a trace of surprise, and he reached out to grab the wine jar in the old man's hand, but he didn't know why he didn't get it.