The two of them left the crowd and continued on their way.

On the way, the dark underworld was really worried about the abolition of internal forces, and suddenly changed his mind: "People are not satisfied, now that I have received such an infinite gift from the gods, who in the world can compare with me? Now that I finally have hope, why bother about everything, do my best in everything, and leave no regrets." ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly brightened, his face was happy, and he was happy to see everything on the street.

Passing by a restaurant, the aroma of wine and food wafted out, he suddenly felt hungry, and said to Changfeng, "How about we go for a drink?"

"I'm a little hungry. Changfeng nodded.

Just wanted to enter the restaurant, Yu Ming really thought that although he got three pieces of black gold, he was afraid that people would not be able to find it when he went to the restaurant to eat, so he asked Changfeng to go to the restaurant first, and went to find a silver number to exchange the black gold for a small amount.

Changfeng didn't want to be left alone, so he went with him.

After inquiring, I found a silver number not far from the restaurant.

Almost all silver accounts are set up by the sect, one is for profit, and the other is to store black gold for refining pills.

Entering the silver number, the shopkeeper was warmly entertained, and Netherworld really took out a piece of black gold and said that he wanted to exchange it.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, the hospitality was more attentive, and good tea was served.

The shopkeeper finally said that if they wanted to exchange it for a small amount of black gold, they would have to charge half a profit, and that the piece of black gold was worth 10,000 taels of silver, so they had to give five hundred taels of silver, and only exchange it for silver, not a small amount of black gold.

In the end, he promised to give the shopkeeper two percent of the profit, but the shopkeeper reluctantly agreed to exchange it for a small amount of black gold.

Although there are words on the black gold that the Netherworld really wants to exchange, it is marked as worth 10,000 taels of silver, according to the rules, the shopkeeper still needs to verify.

Under the weighing, it is indeed correct, the shopkeeper will store the black gold, and then take out a small amount of black gold, the black gold is marked with a value of one hundred taels of silver, a total of seventy-nine pieces, the shopkeeper also weighed, please confirm the truth.

It was supposed to be eighty pieces of black gold, but the remaining one was exchanged for one hundred taels of silver.

Leaving the silver number, the dark thought that if he wanted to make money in the future, he could only do some trading, and if the silver in his hand was enough to eat and drink, it was far from enough to buy pills.

When they entered the restaurant, the two picked up a window seat and sat down, and immediately a man greeted him with a smile on his face, serving him attentively and asking what to eat.

The dark really asked Changfeng to order, but Changfeng didn't read the recipe, just let the guy pick up the best three meat and three vegetables, and asked for another jar of wine.

The guy bowed down and ran to the back kitchen, singing the names of the dishes at the Netherworld's table, naturally picking up the most expensive dishes in their restaurant.

The dishes are all ready, but the meat dishes are brown and bright, the soup is thick, and the aroma is flushing;

After a while, the man brought the wine again.

Netherworld poured a bowl of wine for Changfeng first, and then filled it for himself.

He was quite good at drinking in his previous life, and he had never drunk it when he arrived here, so he didn't know what it tasted like, so he was in a hurry and drank most of it when he picked it up.

He didn't drink it tightly, and immediately felt that the place where the wine passed was like a fire, and he couldn't help but gasp for breath, and secretly exclaimed: "This wine is at least eighty degrees!"

"What's wrong?" Changfeng asked.

The ghost really said that the wine was too strong, Changfeng smiled slightly, and said, "Drink slowly." "Pick up the jar and pour wine for the Netherworld.

Netherworld didn't dare to drink it this time, and tasted it one by one, but the wine had no other benefits than being strong.

He was so drunk that he remembered his years of suffering, and now that the light was in front of him, he suddenly recited aloud with emotion: "'Yes...... When you sing about wine, life is geometric. For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past. Generous...... Be generous and unforgettable. The only way to solve our worries is ...... But ...... 'Man, your wine is called...... What's your name?"

When the man heard this, he hurriedly said loudly: "Uncle, our wine is called 'Nine Spices'" and lost no time in saying to the audience: "Uncles, if you taste the wine in our restaurant, there are nine aromas." ”

"How can you solve your worries, only Jiuxiang!" said the last sentence in a deep voice.

"Good!" Some people in the restaurant who are proficient in writing and ink cheered loudly and high-fived each other.

Someone shouted: "How can you solve your worries, only Jiuxiang, man, wine!"

The poems recited by the dark underworld are easy to understand, and many diners are interested in asking for wine, and the restaurant owner is naturally happy to see it.

Changfeng suddenly asked: "Did you also write that poem? It sounds a little sad, are you worried about the abolition of internal force?"

Nether really turned around and said, "I didn't do that. Be...... It was made by a sage named Cao Cao. Many people have misunderstood this poem, and on the surface, the poem seems to think that the poet is full of depression and wants to use wine to kill his sorrows and enjoy himself in time, but this is not the case. That's just Cao Cao lamenting that life is too short, and there are many wishes that have not been fulfilled in time. ”

"I see. Changfeng nodded.

"Are you discouraged?" Changfeng asked again.

Netherworld smiled and said, "I'm just a mortal, there will always be joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and I've been tortured too much, so I have to vent and vent." ”

Seeing Changfeng silent, he straightened up and said loudly: "Don't worry, as long as there is a glimmer of life, I will not be decadent!"

Changfeng listened, was silent for a moment, and hurriedly said, "You are right to think so...... Otherwise, don't say it's a public ...... Even I ignore you. ”

Netherworld was really stunned: "Gong?...... What?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Changfeng hurriedly said, suddenly his face was solemn, and he said loudly: "I am dignified...... I am a woman from a good family, and I have done all the ugliness for you today, how can you repay me, this kid?"

Yu Yingzhen felt that Changfeng was a little strange before, and at this time he felt that she was even more weird.

He saw that Changfeng was often silent for a moment before speaking, and then spoke, and often spoke straightforwardly, without any tone, as if she was dictating someone else's words, and she clearly wanted to say something "public" just now, but she denied it.

Netherworld really knew that the other party wouldn't say it, and he didn't ask much, but he knew that Changfeng had no ill will towards him, and when he heard what she said, he was very grateful in his heart, and said with a smile: "The kid can work hard for you at any time, a good woman, can you repay it like this, can the good family woman be satisfied?"

Changfeng laughed a few times.

After eating and drinking, such a table of wine and food, it only cost three taels of silver to settle the bill, and I rewarded the guy with one tael.

The guy was so surprised that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Netherworld a few times, thanking him without saying a word.

Yin Ying was really drunk but thought: "Damn, I still wanted to open a restaurant to do business before, it seems that the last thing I can do is to open a restaurant, the six best wine dishes are only three taels of silver, how much money can I make by opening a hundred restaurants?"

Leaving the restaurant, being blown by the wind, the ghost really felt extremely disgusting, and he vomited again and again, and then leaned on the wall with one hand, and vomited heavily, so he was not embarrassed.

He only felt that his internal organs were turning over the river and the sea, and it was extremely unbearable, his head was spinning, and his head was about to explode.

Changfeng said that he would go to the pharmacy and buy some sobering decoction to drink, but when he saw that the ghost was really unable to walk, he immediately picked him up and walked.

A stunning woman carrying a man on her back like this attracted sideways glances from passers-by and pointed at her, but Changfeng turned a blind eye and inquired all the way to where the pharmacy was.

She was unfamiliar with the road, so she walked around and came to a quiet alley.

The Netherworld True Wine was surging and he was about to vomit again, but Changfeng hurriedly put him down.

Netherworld vomited for a long time, feeling a little comfortable in his abdomen, stood up, saw Changfeng staring at him, his expression was a little weird, his hand was raised and put down, and he was raised again, quite embarrassed, and asked, "You...... What's wrong with you?"

Changfeng suddenly slapped the shadow in the face, and shouted, "Drunk gaffe! Will you dare to be greedy for a cup in the future?"

You really felt a hot pain on her face, and when she woke up, she was annoyed: "Stinky girl, can't you talk well if you persuade me to drink less?" I wanted to fight back, but I saw Changfeng with an apologetic face at this time, which was really confusing.

"Hahaha......" Not far away, a teenager of about fifteen years old laughed loudly.

But I saw that the young man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe, and his facial features were delicate.

The young man raised his face slightly, and smiled at the Netherworld: "You are the fool of the Zhendong Wang family, right? Don't deny it, who in Ziyun Town doesn't recognize you as a fool?"

The Netherworld is really drunk and blurry, and it is inexplicable to hear.

The young man smiled and said, "Don't be careful, the master just wants to make a bet with you." I know that your family is very poor, and the master estimates that you have a few copper plates on you at most, and it will never exceed one or two pieces of silver. If you have a tael of silver, I will kneel down and kowtow to you, and if not, you will kowtow to me."

Netherworld really had the intention to entangle with the young man, and with a wave of his hand, he motioned for Changfeng to leave this place.

The young man's footsteps hurriedly moved, blocked the way, and said angrily: "If you don't bet with the master today, the master won't let you go!"

The Netherworld was really annoyed, thinking about leaving as soon as possible, so he took out a piece of silver that was full of three taels from his baggage, and shouted, "Little rabbit cub, do you see if I have a tael of silver......?" You don't have to kowtow anymore, don't follow me anymore. ”

The young man's eyes lit up, and for some reason, he suddenly burst out laughing, leaning back and forth.

When he was confused, the young man raised his hand and pointed at him, and laughed, "You...... You're ...... What a fool to use a stone as silver, hahaha...... Hahaha......"

The ghost really had no intention of arguing with him, and just wanted to put the silver back in the baggage, the young man hurriedly said: "You fool, did you make the dung lose your eyes when you eat dung? The master told you that it was a stone, why do you keep it?"

Yu Yingzhen was slapped inexplicably before, and at this time he was ridiculed by a young man, which was already very blocked, and he suddenly remembered that he had been insulted by Feng Zhen's crooked poem, saying that waste was born to eat dung, and when he was drunk, he became more and more angry, while throwing the silver in front of the young man, shouting: "Look at whether it is silver or ......" When he said it, he suddenly felt that he might be deceived, but the silver had been thrown.

As expected, the young man picked up the silver, put it in his bosom without looking, turned and ran.

Netherworld was slightly stunned, and laughed out loud instead of angry.

The boy had already run away, and Changfeng burst out laughing, leaning back and forth with laughter.

Netherworld really felt that Changfeng was even more funny, thinking that she was really strange, and she didn't react until the young man ran away.