In a slightly larger restaurant in the middle of Zuixiang Street.

On a square table slightly inward, two people sat opposite each other.

Compared with the rest of the table of drinkers next to this restaurant with a slightly higher specification on Zuixiang Street, the table is not a little shabby.

A plate of snacks that had to be ordered, a pot of the cheapest drink, and the two men who looked like they were definitely in the past sat down left and right.

Although the square table is located inward, it is by no means an excellent position near the window, but an ordinary position at the entrance of the staircase.

It's not that he doesn't want to sit in a better position, but the mountain martial artist who shouted to invite the man in white to eat and drink is really shy in his pocket, and his pocket is three points cleaner than his face.

I want to slap my swollen face and support a fat man who can't hold it up.

The martial arts man actually wanted to go to the house in front of him, after all, the small wine shop on this drunken incense street was not ordinary, but his martial arts cultivation tempered his strong muscles, but he forgot his own dough, which was not thin.

However, after two words, he gave up the two small corner positions in the very small wine shop, but there were many shops, and it was thanks to his quick eyes and hands that he felt sorry for the little bit of Xuanjing in his pox that he occupied the two positions with superhuman speed.

But it's no wonder that the martial arts man, close to five or six o'clock in the afternoon, go to the gambling house on the street gamblers always want to come to the drunken incense street close to two steps away, drink a bowl of practice wine for themselves, the reputation of the flag to open the victory wine, and in the long night, it is inevitable that the stomach will be empty, cooing, and all the gamblers on the table are extremely well-behaved, will not casually leave the gambling table to fill their stomachs, which has a particularly particular saying, that is, people leave the luck of the luck, and then look back, lose to the end.

Therefore, it is not too early or too late, which is not only the time for every meal of victory, but also the time to fill your stomach.

And the time is not short, you have to eat and drink for eight or nine minutes, two steps to the gambling house street that is only a few steps away.

Therefore, the time chosen by the two men is actually extremely unfortunate, not only are there many drunkards and customers, but they are also the kind that is difficult to leave for several hours.

As for whether it will be a mistake in eating and drinking, and drinking too much, hehe, how many years are old drunkards, and he is not a young chick who has just been able to drink, I don't know how much weight I have, how many pounds and taels I have.

How much can you drink, where is the bottom line, how many cups won't you get drunk, that heart is like an abacus, the door is clear.

Only those young gamblers, the lambs to be carried in the eyes of these old gamblers, will not drink and eat less before entering the gambling house.

The man who was dressed in white and looked extremely dignified first twisted a small dish with the two slender fingers of his middle finger and index finger, put it in his mouth, chewed it three or two times, and made a crunchy sound.

Then he picked up the pot of wine and poured himself half a bowl of wine.

In the end, it is a slightly larger restaurant, and the wine cup is much smaller than that of the ordinary small wine shop.

The man in white, who was not full of elegance, put the wine into his mouth, smacking his lips, as if he was not drinking the cheapest wine in this restaurant, but the most shelved immortal brew.

The martial arts cultivator on the other side glanced at him with disdain and said, "What's the matter? Your eldest prince Ran is tired of drinking the top on the mountain, and then go back and taste the things that we often drink in the mountains and fields, but it has a different flavor?"

The man in white, who was called the eldest prince of Ran, was not angry, put down the wine cup, looked meaningfully at the man opposite who was not too good, and said with a smile: "You don't understand, the taste in this wine is not on top of this wine." ”

Wu Xiu waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, your Ran Lu is just a fluke to win my time, and I don't know who invited who to drink next time?"

The man in white seemed to be interested, and poured himself another half bowl of wine, but before he put down the wine cup, he poured another half bowl, half a bowl and half a bowl, no more, no less, just one bowl.

The man on the other side is not in the wine, but the martial arts man is really shy in his pocket.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other party put down the wine jug, he hurriedly picked up the wine jug that he hadn't been able to drink a few sips, shook it, and almost had to line up the table to scold his mother.

glanced at the other party, and saw that most of the appetizers that were the size of a palm but not cheap were also gone.

Wu Xiu Hanzi couldn't help but suspect in his heart, the man in white used to be with himself, what kind of top-level immortal brew in his mouth is just going through the motions and not getting any taste, the fairy on the peak vein of the sect name is sitting on his bedside, he can't raise much interest, and even the Xuan Beast meat of the upper three realms is just a word in his mouth, dry and not very delicious.

Okay, don't you have to spoil yourself? Drink the strong wine of the Xuanjing Spirit Stone that he got in exchange for his life? Grab that plate of side dishes to eat?

Or do you think that it is a commendable joy to grab a plate of side dishes and a pot of wine with a mountain and wild cultivation like him?

The man in white couldn't help but be a little happy, fortunately, he who usually only poured half a cup of wine changed his mind and poured a full one, and looking at the appearance of the man opposite, he wouldn't give him a chance to pour another half a glass.

So the man in white is the more he thinks about it, the happier he becomes, but if someone who knows him sees this situation, he is afraid that his jaw will be shocked, and the dignified son of the Zhongzhou Ran family is still not particularly surprised, and he will definitely be the eldest son of the next head of the Ran family.

The wine that lasted less than a spirit stone made this eldest son of the Ran family's main lineage the happiest in the world as if he had experienced something.

Zhan Yan, a martial arts man, poured all the wine from the wine pot into the wine cup in front of him, okay! No more, no less just a whole bowl.

Zhan Yan first took a small sip, and then felt that this was too petty, but he Zhan Yan was determined to be the man at the top of the martial arts, so he raised his head and drank it all.

The aftertaste is particularly fragrant, it is really good, Ran Lu thinks that the wine is good not because of the wine, and the real good in his Zhan Yan heart is this superficial meaning, the wine is indeed good.

Ran Lu took out a pot of wine from his small world of knowledge of the sea, just looking at the wine utensils, it had to be for him Zhan Yan, who was crawling in this small place, to smack his tongue for a long time.