The face of the grand shopkeeper of cyclamen changed, and at that moment, he could not use his kung fu at all, so he could only let the old man catch him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yunhe is truly humane: "The old man asked you, is the wine that the old man drank that day famous?" ”

There must have been drugs in the drink, otherwise how could he have slept for three days.

Yunhe Zhenren's voice became stern, and his eyes were stained with anger: "I have long heard that the princess of Wuwangfu is a master of medicine, and her medical skills are superb!" ”

Words of praise, but the coldness in them is impossible to ignore.

The big shopkeeper of cyclamen was instantly angry when he heard this, and he even forgot to be afraid of Yunhe Zhenren, "You said that the princess put drugs in the wine you drank?" ”

Yunhe Zhenren nodded.

The big shopkeeper of cyclamen angrily burst into foul language: "You fart!" ”

Yunhe Zhenren's face was gloomy.

"Huh!" The shopkeeper of cyclamen sneered: "Today is really a matter of knowledge, there are still people like you in the world, who have drunk other people's wine, and actually come to slander people." You might as well tell the old man the truth, the wine that the old man drank that day was the treasure of the fairy store, and it was hard to find a thousand gold, and the name was drunk for three days. ”

Three-day drunk, as the name suggests, whether you are a god or a demon, after drinking, you will definitely get drunk for three days.

Cyclamen is drunk for three days, and it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars, just to get drunk.

The road of life is like a dream, at ease, drunk and dreaming of the previous life.

Yunhe Zhenren let go of the person he was holding in his hand and muttered, "Three days of drunkenness, it's actually three days of drunkenness." ”

There is a fine wine in the world, known as the three-day drunkenness, and it is said that this wine is extremely delicious. After drinking, it can make people forget all the sorrows, and a big dream is like living a lifetime. Yunhe Zhenren sighed, he didn't expect that he had traveled all over the country, and one day he really drank this legendary wine.

The big shopkeeper of cyclamen covered his shoulders and took a few steps back, standing behind the several nurses who had arrived, looking at the old man who was crying and laughing in front of him, his expression was like that of a mad demon, and his eyes were very complicated.

Yunmo Zhenren suddenly laughed and said, "Let's go!" Providence so, providence! ”

What providence?

Everyone present who heard this glanced at each other, not knowing what Bai Yunhe was really talking about, but everyone keenly discovered one thing, that is, the terrifying momentum on this old man disappeared.

The big shopkeeper of cyclamen said: "Yunhe Zhenren, are you okay?" "Careful greetings, after all, this person is the person who the master specially told to take good care of, if he is crazy here, how can he explain to the master.

The old man said: "Don't call the old man Yunhe a real person, the old man said it, call me a drunkard." ”

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth moved, okay, you are the boss, you have the final say.

The shopkeeper said, "Drunkard, old man, if you have any orders, please feel free to say them." ”

The drunkard said, "Bring the best wine in your shop to the old man." As he spoke, he took out a jar of wine from his bosom, opened the seal and drank it, and walked towards the private room upstairs in a very chic manner.

The private room, which was originally a place for drunkards to rest, has been cleaned up by the descendants of the cyclamen, and the quilts have been replaced with new ones, and there is a bunch of blooming peach blossoms in the house.

The drunkard paused slightly, walked over and looked down to sniff, and exclaimed, "Not bad, really good." Looking at the peach blossoms in front of him, he didn't know if he was praising the peach blossoms or saying something else.

Downstairs, in the house.

With the departure of the drunkard, the tense atmosphere suddenly eased.

"Big shopkeeper, what are we going to do?" One of the guards asked.

"Big shopkeeper, this person insults us like this, we must not just forget it." It was a slightly young man who spoke, with a loud voice and a three-point anger on his face, he was a brainless fan of the princess, and he couldn't tolerate drunkards insulting the princess.

The grand shopkeeper of cyclamen frowned and said, "Okay, what to do, I have a sense of proportion, you all go about your own business." ”

The guards were still very angry and reluctant to leave, and said that they wanted to teach the man a lesson, and they completely lost the gentlemanly demeanor of respecting the old and loving the young.

The shopkeeper said, "Okay, you can go, as long as you can win against the old man, go ahead." ”

Guards: The "......" martial arts are not at the same level at all, how can they win, but don't worry, we have a way.

The treasurer of the cyclamen said: "Warn a few of you, if you dare to do anything wrong in the cyclamen, and ruin the master's affairs, you will have to be sent to the punishment hall one by one." ”

The guards became honest in an instant.

Hit a stick and give a sweet date, this is the way to control people.

The shopkeeper said, "Okay, the old man didn't know that this wine was brewed by our princess, and besides, the old man didn't know that he was wrong." ”

The only person in the room who didn't know martial arts, and was also a core member of the cyclamen, finally found an opportunity to speak at this moment: "Shopkeeper, that's the best wine, and it's really just sent to you." ”

The best wine, they haven't drunk it a few times, this is the treasure of the cyclamen, after all, the princess doesn't brew much wine every year, except for leaving some for herself to drink, but also to give away, only a small part of it, was sent to the cyclamen.

The shopkeeper said: "This old man is the master's guest, you guys tighten the skin to Lao Tzu one by one, don't slack off the guests, now do all the work." ”

Really, the cyclamen are very busy, especially now that it is still noon, these people don't go to help, they are still grinding here, they are just looking for a fight.

In the private room, the drunkard has drunk several bottles of wine, his eyes are clear, and there is not the slightest drunkenness in his eyes.

The drunkard said, "Go and call your big treasurer, is he a liar?" "Obviously, he has drunk a lot of wine, why is he not the slightest drunk until now, sure enough, there is a problem with the wine that day.

The corner of the man's mouth hooked a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he explained: "The old man misunderstood. Although there is a lot of wine here, the old man has a lot of it, so naturally he will not get drunk easily. ”

The drunkard said, "Isn't there such a three-day drunk?" "Hatefully, he drank too much wine that day, and only thought that every one of them was very delicious, and now that he looks back, he himself does not know when he drank three days of drunkenness.

Yang Mou, this is naked Yang Mou.

The drunkard was aggrieved in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, just because he wanted to drink the wine himself, and then he was drunk himself, and he couldn't blame others.

The man said: "Old man, you are embarrassing us, three days of drunkenness is a good wine that is not sold for thousands of dollars, and the small shop is not available all the time." ”