Bai Delai stood there for a few minutes, and a bartender who was soliciting customers came out and asked if he wanted to sell them or if he wanted to go into the restaurant to eat.

Bai Delai took the wine burden in, rested, and said that I want to sell wine, and I also want to eat wine, and asked how much I can sell wine for a pot and how much I have to pay for wine.

The bartender was quick-witted and didn't answer directly, just called the shopkeeper to negotiate with him. The shopkeeper was a man with a high nose, he picked up a pot of wine, unscrewed the lid and smelled it, as if it was not in place, so he took a spoon and sifted it out and tasted it, and then frowned and said: This is inferior grain wine.

Bai Delai snatched the spoon with a little wine, licked it with his tongue, and said: Don't talk nonsense, this is the authentic product of grain wine. You don't want to, there will always be a restaurant to want.

After that, Bai Delai picked up the wine and was about to go out. In fact, the owner of the shop knew that this was a genuine wine, and described it as "inferior", mainly because he wanted to lower the price. Unexpectedly, no one was fooled, he regretted it a little, so he found a saying: there must always be a discussion to do business, we don't have much wine in stock, since you picked it, we always have to buy wine, as long as the price is moderate, we will consider buying. Besides, the wine is divided into upper, middle and lower grades, people are divided into different grades, and if the wine is a little worse, there will be people who drink it.

Bai Delai stopped and glanced at the shopkeeper: If you say that this is a bad wine, you won't talk about it.

Do you make an offer? There will always be someone to drink. The shopkeeper bargained with Bai Delai for a while, and finally finalized it for 130 taels of silver and sold all the ten or so pots of wine to this restaurant. Bai Delai took the money, and said that he had lost money, and insisted on a request, that is, to order a few meat dishes here and eat a meal of wine without paying, and the owner felt that this request was not too much, so he agreed.

At this time, Bai had to go to and from the wine table, and asked the shopkeeper to invite the bartender to order pig ears, beef intestines, lamb chops, dog legs, add a three-fresh soup and a bowl of side dishes, and asked for a bottle of wine packed with two catties, and drank it by himself. Because he was so hungry, he pounced on him, tilted his head and drank wildly, and soon a table of dishes and two catties of wine were drunk, and the cups and cups on the table were in a mess. His cheeks were flushed, and he seemed to understand a little in his heart, so he only said "um" a few times, and told himself vigorously: You can't speak, you can't speak. Of course, he understands that he can't tell about stealing wine from Xinghua Village Wine Workshop.

When the diners in the restaurant heard this, they asked evilly: What can't be said, is it something you did with a mother-in-law that can't be said? The shopkeeper rushed over and said, "You have eaten and drunk, and you can go back and talk about what you can't say!" Bai Delai touched the silver on his body and hid it tightly, then stood up and walked down the stairs with one foot high and one foot low, and went out of the restaurant, still shouting nervously in his mouth: I can't speak...... Can't talk about ......

What can't be said? The people who went to the night market on the street muttered in their hearts, and when they saw the drunken fellow, they understood, and talked to each other: he was a drunkard and talked nonsense when he drank too much. Slowly, Bai Delai walked farther and farther, his figure disappeared into the darkness without light, a dirt road that curved into the field and his steps stumbled, and he didn't know how far he had gone and where he had gone. He originally wanted to go back to Liu Yuzhen's house on the hillside to sleep, but now he was confused, he didn't step on one foot, he fell on a mound, he turned over, and rolled down on the mound next to a ditch below, his head resting on a weed, snoring and falling asleep.

The rat spirit saw all this clearly, and it was thinking about how to let the owner of the Xinghua Village Wine Shop catch this wine thief and give his dream to the owner and employees of the wine shop? They were all drunk, and it was possible to enter Hong Qiaoyun's dream to inform the thief of the current location, but she hadn't slept yet, and was anxious about the theft of the Xinghua Village Wine Shop. If, after a few hours, that is, when the rooster crows, the rat spirit is invaded by yang energy, it will not be able to enter anyone's sleep, let alone communicate with people in their dreams.

At this moment, a figure swayed towards this side from a distance. When the rat spirit saw it, it knew that it was Hu Chuanxin, an employee of Xinghua Village Winery, who was on his way back, and he wanted to tell him about Bai Delai's theft of wine, but he couldn't. It was in a hurry and quickly dived into Bai Delai's dream, the drunken Bai Delai was physically and mentally weak, the yang energy was weak, and the yin energy was strong, which was the right time for the rat spirit to enter its dream. The rat spirit quickly showed the scene of persuading him to drink in his dream, and Bai Delai cried out in a daze: "Another drink, dry ......

Hu Chuanxin, who happened to be passing by here, heard it, and saw no one, because Bai Delai was lying, the night was dim, he couldn't see clearly, he thought it was a ghost, so he lifted his feet and ran vigorously in the direction of the Xinghua Village Wine Workshop, running out of breath, just arrived at the Wine Workshop, saw that the lights were still on in the Wine Workshop, and saw Hong Qiaoyun packing up things in the wine storage room, with a sad face, as if something had happened.

Hu Chuanxin asked for clues, and thought of the shouting he heard on the road just now, which was related to wine, so he told Hong Qiaoyun. Hong Qiaoyun was suspicious: Does this have anything to do with the theft of the winery? She asked Hu Chuanxin carefully: Do you see people clearly?

I was a little scared to be alone and didn't look. Hu Chuanxin's accentuated tone: I felt that someone was screaming on a ridge next to a ditch.

It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not. Hong Qiaoyun came to the room where Wu Renyi and his gang were eating and drinking, she pinched Wu Renyi's nose again, he woke up and was about to speak, Hong Qiaoyun rushed to say that the wine in the wine storage room was stolen.

What? Wu Renyi turned over and sat up and asked.

I don't believe you. Hong Qiaoyun led him to the wine storage room and complained that he shouldn't drink too much, and scolded him, which made him a little annoyed. Hu Chuanxin also came, and asked him to go over and wake up the drunken employees. Then he said angrily: I must catch the wine thief.

They have long since run away without a trace. Hong Qiaoyun also mocked dissatisfiedly: If I weren't awake, that wine thief would have stolen all of you drunk.

After a while, the nine employees woke up, roughly understood what was going on, and all looked at Wu Renyi's face silently, Wu Renyi said: Now it's okay, let's drink all the wine in one meal! It's time to break up. He paused, and then opened his voice, and listened, now come with me to light a torch and go after the wine thief.

Where to chase? Hong Qiaoyun asked the employees to face the problems immediately.

Chase by feeling. Wu Renyi looked at the employees and yelled fiercely: If you can't catch up with the wine thief, don't think about going back to the wine shop, and don't want to get paid.

As if the theft was caused by the employees, everyone was dissatisfied with Wu Renyi talking like this, but seeing that he was angry, no one spoke back. Wu Renyi said to Hu Chuanxin again: You don't drink alcohol, you are an understanding person, you can lead them to light torches to chase down the wine thieves!

Hu Chuan's confidence was not steady, and he didn't know if there was really a person there who heard the screaming on the way? I wonder if it's a wine thief? Whether he was still there or not was perhaps a hallucination on his part. If the owner of the winery asked him to lead the team to hunt down the thief, who might have been a fictitious thief, how could he disobey the order? He had no choice but to light a torch and lead the team to set off, followed by Wu Renyi and his wife.

Where to go? Of course, he went to the place where he was frightened and cared about. After walking a long way from the winery, there was a smell of mixed wine in the air, like the vomit of a drunken man. As I approached the ditch, I heard someone shouting "Cheers" and other drunken nonsense.