"This little brother, it's not right for you to say that, although this store is dilapidated, we all have what a hotel should be." The middle-aged man at the counter closed the book in his hand, and the book was the same as this storefront, exuding an old atmosphere, like weathered rock.

"You can hear it from so far away, your hearing is very good." Wen Jin responded with a smile, his eyes scanning the appearance of his surroundings. Every object in this hotel has a shabby feel, but Wenjin always has a sense of unreality, as if they were actually deliberately worn.

"Thanks to love, when I am old, I am not as clear as I was back then." The middle-aged man smiled gently, as if he was facing his own junior. He placed the book at the counter and stood up, brushing the barrel of wine in front of him as if he were caressing a piece of art.

"I wonder why you're here to shop? We offer accommodation, so the price is negotiable if you wish. The middle-aged man leaned against the counter, and there was no red dust in his eyes.

In such a dilapidated hotel, what kind of accommodation environment must be rotten, you won't be faced with cobwebs and rat holes all night, right? Wen Jin secretly complained in his heart.

"No, we're not resting here." Li Wuming smiled and shook his head, and said gently, "Have a glass of your best wine here, let me have been here too." ”

"Okay." The middle-aged man smiled, expertly opened a barrel of wine that was clearly some years old, and poured it into four porcelain bowls. His movements seem to have been tempered thousands of times, and he is extremely proficient, like an experienced swordsman drawing his sword out of its sheath.

"The best Yuanling wine, please use it slowly." The middle-aged man's tone was calm and lacked fluctuations, like a sea without waves, "Thank you for your patronage." ”

"I've heard of this wine." Li Wuming rotated the wine bowl in a circle, like a knife man pulling a knife flower, "It is one of the main commodities exported from the Central Continent to the Western Continent, and it has an excellent reputation. ”

"You've got a lot of knowledge." The middle-aged man praised lightly, a little surprise flashed on his face, but it was not much, like a tide in the ocean, "Indeed, Yuanling wine is the best wine we have here, and it is my honor to be able to drink it by you, and it is even more my honor not to let the treasure be dusted." ”

"It's overrated." Li Wuming took a sip and squinted his eyes in satisfaction, as if he was tasting tea, savoring the infinite mysteries. He expelled a large silver dollar and chuckled, "It's worth the price." ”

No, it's not worth it! Wen Jin looked at the familiar silver dollar, and felt that his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. Although there are many treasures he deposited with Li Wuming, he can't stand such a waste.

Accepting the silver dollar, the middle-aged man bent down very politely, and then returned to the back of the counter and sat down on the chair.

"Hey, ......what the hell are you bringing us here for," Wen Jin said, feeling that since Li Wuming brought them to this dilapidated hotel, everything seemed to be hidden in the fog, and the cause and effect hidden in it like a ball of thread could not be seen.

Li Wuming raised a hand and motioned for Wen Jin to silence. "Quiet down and drink. If you taste it, you will feel the mellow taste like the scent of spring grass...... Don't worry about getting drunk. ”

Wen Jin, who was forcibly interrupted by Li Wuming, was a little helpless, but he was not angry, he just pouted, picked up the wine bowl and learned from Li Wuming to take a small sip.

Well, how to say it...... There is a hint of spiciness, like the scorching heat of summer, but when you put it in your mouth, you can feel the wonderful fragrance of winter snow melting and everything recovering. Wen Jin fell in love with this wine almost immediately, and tasted it again.

"Relax, Wenjin, relax......" Li Wuming's gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and landed on the distant sea, drifting at will with the waves. His eyes were clouded, though he knew that the bowl of wine would not make him drunk.

Immediately afterward, there was a silence, like the silence of winter. The middle-aged man opened the ancient book and read it seriously. Although Wen Jin doubted that the words on it had fallen off like fallen leaves, the middle-aged man obviously looked at it very seriously, as if the whole person was immersed in it.

Li Wuming seemed to be thinking about something, and he had no interest in speaking, just drank the clear wine in the bowl one by one, and his movements were monotonous and boring like a puppet. A day ago, Wei Ketian and the four of them poured wine into their stomachs and talked about their dreams and future.

Wen Jin didn't have so much emotion, nor did he have the interest in doing that, but he felt that the wine in the cup was very suitable for him, so he also beckoned You Jiaoer and Guo Ke to taste it together. The two young men, who were not yet old enough to drink, were so curious about the wine that they couldn't stop drinking it.

Rhubarb smelled the wine, like a bee attracted by flowers, and rushed over from Wen Jin, with a pair of front legs resting on the table, sticking out his tongue and staring at the wine in front of him, his face full of desire.

"Want to drink?" Wen Jin smiled and raised the wine bowl and shook it, and the wine in the bowl moved, like a sudden wave of the lake.

Rhubarb wagged its tail as fast as it scurried, and the thirst in his eyes seemed to overflow, like the sea capsizing.

"Here you go." Wen Jin stopped teasing Rhubarb and placed the bowl on the ground, and Rhubarb buried his head in the bowl almost for the first moment, licking the sweet liquor.

"For you, I'll have to pay for another bowl...... It depends on whether the shopkeeper dislikes the bowl that has been licked by the dog. Wen Jin narrowed his eyes, and the light of a wealth fan flashed in them, like a stingy rich man, "Drink it well." ”

He patted Rhubarb's head and set his eyes on Li Wuming. At this time, Li Wuming had already drunk all the wine in the bowl, and his eyes changed from hazy to clear again.

Li Wuming looked at the few people next to him, and saw that the wine in their bowls had bottomed out, so he shook his head with a smile and sighed a little. But then he got serious and pointed to the three of them: "Okay, that's enough, this drink is not small, don't let yourself really get drunk." ”

After a pause, "There are still things that need your participation in the future, and I don't want to have three drunken gourds with me." ”

Guo Ke reluctantly put down the wine bowl, like an old smoker who put down his cigarette gun and wanted to look at it every once in a while. You Jiaoer is more decisive, for her, drinking is just a novelty, and in the past, wine was not attractive to her.

Li Wuming got up, his robe slowly slid off the side of the chair like flowing water, he waited for a few people intimately for a while, and walked to the counter after several people had eased up.

The middle-aged man slammed the old book shut, and the breeze that he brought up kicked up the dust, making them small particles suspended in the air. He smiled softly, "What's the matter, do you need another bowl?" ”

"Nope." Li Wuming raised his head and shot his gaze straight into the middle-aged man's eyes, his eyes sharp.

The next sentence he said made the middle-aged man's face change several times.