Chapter 1903: Old Stream

From the moment when his memory was clear, Bai Li was thinking about how to become stronger, how to grow and reach higher heights.

So much so that now Bai Li found that he didn't even understand the most basic life.

In other words, it's like the hero of the story, as if he's doing almost nothing but fighting and constantly breaking through and growing.

However, Bai Li knew that he was not to blame himself, in fact, in the Apocalypse Dynasty, there were countless people like him.

Since birth, he has been holding a golden spoon in his mouth, and he has been praised as the pride of the sky since he was a child, and he only needs to cultivate well, and then he will take over the temperament of his own force in the future and become a master of the Apocalypse Dynasty.

Such people can be said to abound around themselves.

Yin Lingyu ...... Flowers are full of buildings...... Xiao Longyou...... Shifeng ...... Hua Chunqiu...... They are not much different from themselves.

Maybe among the people he knows, only Le Zheng is slightly better, but it is only better, and Bai Li even thinks about whether everyone will starve to death on the streets if they are deprived of all their things one day.

It sounds like a joke, but it seems that these young masters and sons who don't have any grain will really end up like this.

Slightly different from them, Bai Li was born in an orphanage since he was a child, and the first thing he thinks about when he opens his eyes every day is how to live, but at some point, he has forgotten the past and forgotten his origin.

The old man's name is Liuyun, and the surname Liu, which is rare, at least in the Apocalypse Dynasty, Bai Li is the first time he has heard of this surname.

The old man in Qingtian City is also a little famous, the black pottery from his hands is a good thing sought after by dignitaries, but it is only fame, as for status, what kind of status can a small craftsman have in this world of martial arts?

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Old Man Liu to come to Qingyun City alone to inquire about the clay.

Originally, I thought that the old man's black pottery was so sought after, and the old guy should have a lot of money, but after really understanding it, Bai Li knew that this was not the case.

As a craftsman, in fact, the old man has a lot of helplessness, his reputation is not small, but what so many black pottery really earn back is just the hard-earned money to be able to live, otherwise how could he appear in such a tavern.

And most of the benefits will be siphoned off by those middlemen, so the old man makes more hard-earned money.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" Bai Li regretted when he asked this question, because the question seemed stupid.

"Hehe, what are you not eating? Although I am alone, I must always eat. Old man Liu replied with a smile, obviously he also felt that Bai Li's question was very stupid.

Not everyone in this world has countless wealth to start with as casually as Bai Li, and the vast majority of people still have to live by their own sweat like an old man.

"This black pottery, in fact, is not only a meal, but also a pursuit, I ...... when I was a child" The old man seemed to open the conversation box and began to tell Bai Li about his pottery life.

The old man is not a person from Qingtian City, he was born in a small mountain city that has not heard the name in Baili, and then entered Qingtian City under the toss, and then by mistake worshiped an old potter as a teacher, I didn't expect that the old man Liu still has some talent in this area, and he actually learned the old potter's craft.

The old potter has no son, so in the end the only small shop was passed to the old man, the old man is a lifetime, in his words, the black pottery he made is not only the craft of eating, but also the perception of life, each piece of pottery has his different charm, which other potters can not do. Maybe it's because of this that the old man's black pottery is so famous.

Old man Liu also invited Bai Li to his small shop to see his craftsmanship, and Bai Li did not refuse, anyway, he has no destination, so it is not bad to go and see.

A pot of osmanthus wine went down, and Bai Li found that he was a little groggy, which was a feeling that Bai Li had never experienced in the past, this was the feeling of drunkenness.

In the end, Bai Li actually lived in this small shop with the support of the old man, and this was the first time Bai Li fell asleep with the intention of drinking......

The next day, when Bai Li was awakened by the knock on the door, he felt like his head was about to burst, this is the feeling of a hangover, this inferior osmanthus wine itself has great stamina, and it is normal for Bai Li to have this feeling when he drinks a pot and does not have any aura to dissolve the alcohol.

Holding back his headache, Shirari got up from the bed, and this feeling made Shirari feel the urge to vomit blood.

But soon more blood vomiting came.

It was Lao Liu who knocked on the door, and his feelings were now almost three poles, but he didn't expect that he would sleep until now.

At the urging of the old stream, Bai Li hurriedly washed up, ate some simple things with a hangover and dizziness, and then took out the carriage from the backyard of the store.

Originally, it was said that Bai Li would come to catch the car, but Bai Li was too uncomfortable, and in the end, Lao Liu could only mumble while taking over the carriage and becoming Lao Liu carrying Bai Li, which Bai Li didn't expect.

"If you can't drink it, don't drink so much, it's so poor at a young age. Lao Liu kept ridiculing in the dialogue, and Bai Li was really speechless for this kind of ridicule.

This is probably the first time Bai Li has heard someone describe himself like this since he came to the Apocalypse Dynasty.

But Bai Li, who was lying in the carriage with a headache, had no way to refute all this.

And just when Bai Li was about to sleep a little longer, he heard the old stream in front of him suddenly shout: "I remember! I finally remember! Bai Li! I have heard the name Bai Li ......."

Lao Liu was startled and shouted: "It seems that there is a very powerful martial artist in our Apocalypse Dynasty called Bai Li......!

Lao Liu's reaction made Bai Li speechless, Nima's reaction was really not ordinarily slow...... The name Bai Li is definitely known to everyone in the Apocalypse Dynasty now, let alone in Qingzhou, but it took Lao Liu one night to remember who Bai Li is, which is really unimaginable to Bai Li.

"Look at you, they are all called Baili, they are all admired by the world, you can't even get out of bed after drinking two or two wines, you are not ashamed......"

"Old Stream...... I drank a whole jug...... Is it two...... "Bai Li was speechless for a while.

"It doesn't matter how many taels it is, this is the same name and different fate! Poor ......" Lao Liu seemed to be still struggling with Bai Li's name, but Bai Li was too lazy to take care of Lao Liu, and went directly to the carriage and pretended to be dead......

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