Forty-one back to the big man
is thinking wildly, dreaming of a girl. Suddenly, I heard footsteps, and someone walked in.
Zhao Yunni was slightly dissatisfied, secretly annoyed that people did not understand current affairs, and disturbed the world of the two. Looking up, there was already a middle-aged man in the pavilion, in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger on his back, and Zhou was full of heroism, which made people see it at first glance and was in high spirits.
The middle-aged man pinned a wine jug in his arms, sat silently on the stone bench, and saw Zhao Yunni staring with his eyes open, and smiled slightly, "Brother, I didn't come by chance to disturb the two of you?" "The voice is rich and full of energy.
Zhao Yunni pursed her mouth and was about to speak. Fang Lan pressed the back of her hand, preemptively intercepted the conversation, and said with a smile: "Where is it!" This is a park, a public place, anyone can come here! What to bother, see outside. β
The middle-aged man nodded, his eyes turned to Fang Lan, and he said with a smile: "Little brother is a peerless student, a young hero, it's not easy!" β
Fang Lan laughed and pretended to be stupid, "I'm just an ordinary student, where is the hero?" Not to mention martial arts. I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it. β
The middle-aged man smiled, his eyes shone brightly, and he said lightly: "Why should the little brother be hypocritical!" People of my generation who practice martial arts have meridians, gestures, and different temperaments from civilians. Ordinary people can't see it, but fellow samurai, but they know it at first sight. β
Fang Lan listened to his good conversation, and said with a smile: "Isn't Uncle also a master?" β
The middle-aged man frowned and said with a smile: "What is the name of 'uncle', he is old in vain!" I'm only seven or eight years older than you, at most ten years old, not more than fifteen years old, and you should call me 'big brother' in terms of seniority. β
Fang Lan was happy and said with a smile: "Yes, big brother." β
The middle-aged man bowed slightly, "The children can be taught, and the children can be taught." When you asked me, there was a 'also' in your words, which shows that you have indeed practiced martial arts. I said you're a young master, and that's right. Hey, buddy, do you drink? β
Fang Lan said: "You can drink it or not, it depends on the mood." β
The middle-aged man shook his head, "Northern man, dignified lord, how can you do if you can't drink?" He opened the lid of the pot, poured a sip of wine, handed the wine pot to Fang Lan, and said with a smile: "I will drink this wine before you, if you are not dirty and can afford to look down on your brother, you can drink half a pot." β
He hovered his palm in front of him, and Fang Lan swept it slightly: the middle-aged arm was strong, with a faint layer of metallic black coming out, and the palm was full of thick calluses, and his heart moved, thinking, "Master mentioned to me that there is a foreign hard skill in martial arts, called 'Dragon Scale Golden Armor'." Lianzhi's skin transformation is like dragon scales, impervious to knives and guns. The skin of the beginner is silver gray, then golden black, and then blood yellow, and finally returns to simplicity and returns to its true color. Look at this man's dark skin, with a hidden metallic luster, he must have practiced dragon scale gold armor for four or five years. β
Hehe smiled: "Half a pot? That's not half drunk to death. After taking the flask, I felt that my palms sank, and I was surprised: "Pure iron? It's not light. β
The middle-aged man said lightly: "It's not pure iron, it's an extraterrestrial meteorite. Refine. This is a long story, and the original reason can only be told briefly: once my brother went on a mission, the trophy was a large meteorite, and my companions and I combined it and took half of each. I asked a master craftsman to make a flask, and that's about it. β
Fang Lan let out a "hmm", becoming more and more curious about his middle-aged identity, and asked, "What about the other half?" And what is the use? After a pause, he replied: "Also, your partner should also be a capable person." β
The middle-aged man smiled, "You little ghost? He is not very old, but he has a lot of problems. "Sighing, "There are some past events that I don't want to recall, so I can't answer your questions ...... "Spread your hands and make a gesture without comment." β
Fang Lan was a little lost, but immediately returned to normal, and said with a smile: "You don't like to talk about it, then forget it." Let's have a drink. "Lift the flask, suck it gently, and the white column of wine splashes and runs into your mouth.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he praised, "Good ability." "I think I can suck wine into my stomach, and I can barely do it with the strength in my chest. But if it is as continuous as Fang Lan, the liquor is like a waterline, but it is absolutely impossible.
Fang Lan drank a small half pot of wine in one go, collected his internal breath, and muttered: "Good wine, mellow but not strong." The wine has a fruity aroma, peach, pear, lychee, apricot, plum, grape, and all kinds of fruits. The wonderful thing is that all kinds of fruit juices are blended, and the proportions are perfect, both wine and fruity, and the layers are clear, and you can taste everything. β
The middle-aged man said with a smile: "The little brother is a strange person, and he can actually tell that the wine is mixed with fruits." I'm going to test you, how many kinds of fruits are there in the fragrant spirit wine this day? β
Fang Lan smiled: "What did you give me to drink?" Well, good name. If I'm not mistaken, there should be eleven in the wine...... Twelve...... No more, no less, it should be thirteen kinds of fruits. Although I can't name them, I can be sure that they are produced in foreign lands and are not my Chinese things. β
The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and praised: "Little brother, there is really you!" To tell you the truth, there are indeed two fruits in my wine that are produced abroad, which are the colorful flame balls grown in Iceland in the extreme south, and the jade blue ice roots that grow in the desert in the far west. It is a flowering in a few years, a fruit in a few years, over and over again, and it is the best good thing that matures once in ten years. β
Fang Lan said: "As you said, then this pot of wine in my hand is only afraid that it will be very precious." No, I'm going to take another sip. He craned his neck and took another long sip of wine.
He couldn't get enough of it, pursed his lips, and asked, "Big brother, how much more do you have in your hand like this kind of wine?" If you don't sell me a few pots, I'll be willing to pay as much as I want. β
The middle-aged man smiled, his expression was a little mocking, and the meaning was obvious: Little guy, don't brag, you really can't afford this kind of drink!
Haha laughed, "How many pots?" Not a single pot. To tell you the truth, this bottle in your hand is the last one, if you want to drink it again, let's make it again in ten years. β
Fang Lanwu was a little unconvinced, and he refused to give up, and asked, "Is it really the last bottle?" Are you sure? β
The middle-aged man was silent for a long time and sighed: "It can't be said to be the last bottle." I remember when I made the wine, I specially selected seven of the best bottles and gave them to my companions. She doesn't drink a drop of wine, and if nothing else, the seven bottles of wine I gave her should not be touched at all. β
Fang Lan smiled: "It's easy to do with your words." Another day, when you are free, ask your companions out for me, and gather together. β
The middle-aged man smiled dumbly, "You think too naΓ―ve." My companion, Shenlong, was often a man who could not see the end, and had a big temper, and if she was not happy, her boss would not be able to call her. I've always been afraid of her, and I don't dare to provoke her. β
Fang Lan's face was full of disappointment, "In this way, isn't it no fun?" β
The middle-aged man said: "Yes! My brother advises you that it is better to die of this heart. β