"Hoo! Old! Six!! ”

Outside a brewery somewhere in Changcheng, an angry roar was heard.

Yang Dong chased after him all the way, and finally forced Hong Lao Liu into a corner.

His gaze swept over Hong Lao Liu's empty wine gourd, and the smile on Yang Dong's face became colder and colder.

"Tell me, how does this immortal drunk taste?"

Hearing him mention the drunkenness of immortals, a touch of nostalgia immediately appeared on Hong Lao Liu's face.

He pursed the corners of his lips and said with a look of aftertaste:

"Wonderful! It's amazing! ”

"If you can be accompanied by this immortal drunk every day, the old man will have nothing else to ask for in this life!"

"Dream your big spring and autumn dreams!"

Yang Dong snorted coldly and immediately stretched out his palm towards Hong Lao Liu.

"This immortal is drunk, not to mention the cumbersome brewing process, and extremely consumes ordinary wine."

"Basically, seven or eight catties of wine on the market can extract one catty of immortal drunkenness."

"According to the market price, I can't charge you ten taels of silver, right?"

"It costs ten taels of silver, why don't you grab it!?"

Hong Lao Liu's eyes immediately widened, and he glared at Yang Dong viciously in a rough manner.

"Boy, you didn't deliberately open your mouth to the old man lion, did you?"

Yang Dongpi smiled and said:

"If Senior Hong thinks that the price is too expensive, then this wine can be regarded as a kid's invitation."

Hearing this, a look of relief immediately appeared on Hong Laoliu's face.

"Children can be taught, this is ......"

Before the words fell, I heard Yang Dong say again:

"It's just that from now on, Senior Hong shouldn't think about tasting immortal drunkenness anymore."

"After all, such a precious wine, the old-timers can't afford to consume it."

As soon as he heard this, Hong Laoliu's face turned green.

"Stinky boy, who are you poking and squeezing here? It's just ten taels of silver, and the old man will give it to you. ”

As if resigned to his fate, Hong Lao Liu took out a crumpled silver ticket from his arms with an unwilling face.

After thinking about it, he took out another one.

"Here you go, the old man never owes a debt when he drinks. Also, give the old man another pot of immortal drunkenness! ”

"Okay, Senior Hong, wait a minute!"

Yang Dong immediately arched his hand, and the whole person seemed to be a completely different person.

After Lisuo received the money, he ordered someone to give Hong Lao Liu a drunken immortal full of wine gourds.

Such a scene immediately attracted the surrounding melon-eating crowd to marvel again and again.

What kind of elixir and jade liquid this immortal drunk made this old man so reluctant.

But...... Ten taels of silver for a pot, this price is too expensive!

Just when they thought that the matter was over and that they were going to leave.

Suddenly, at the door of the brewery, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Immediately afterward, a strong aroma of wine quickly spread through the street.

Those melon-eating crowds who were still watching the excitement immediately turned around and looked at the door of the brewing shop.

This is...... That immortal drunk?

The aroma of wine is so rich, it is worthy of being drunk by immortals, and it really lives up to its name.

It would be nice to be able to taste a bite, but the price is ...... Alas, I really can't afford it!

Many people shook their heads frequently, their faces full of regret.

But among these melon-eating people, there are not only ordinary people.

At this moment, a rich man wearing a wide robe and a plump body glanced at the servant beside him.

The servant immediately understood, and shouted in the direction of the brewery:

"Little Er, give my family a pot of immortal drunk and try it!"

Xiao Er in the brewery answered, and after taking the silver ticket, he respectfully handed over a wine gourd.

The rich man couldn't wait to uncork the bottle.

The next moment, a strong aroma of wine instantly filled his nostrils.

It's so strong! It smells so good!

It is worthy of being called an immortal drunk.

The rich man picked up the wine gourd and poured it up to the sky.

The strong, hot liquor instantly filled his throat.

"Ahem!"

The rich man coughed lightly, and a little smell of alcohol floated on his fat cheeks.

Rao is that as a senior veteran, he has tasted countless kinds of fine wines in the world.

But such a strong and mellow wine is a wine that he has never tasted in his life!

"Good! Good! Good! ”

He drank three "good" words in quick succession, and then spat out a scorching smell of wine in his mouth.

"Shopkeeper, go and make ten pots of wine for so-and-so, and so-and-so will take them back to the house together."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the surrounding people changed.

Ten jugs of wine, that's a hundred taels of silver.

And one hundred taels of silver is enough for a family of five to eat food for several years.

Isn't this rich man crazy?

It's just a mere drink, is it really worth spending a lot of money?

However, Yang Dong did not send someone to serve the wine, but arched his hand to the rich man from afar.

"I'm sorry for you. The store's immortal drunk is limited to purchase, and each person can only buy one pot per day. And limited to 30 pots per day, on a first-come, first-served basis. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people present changed again.

They really don't understand why this store doesn't make money with a good amount of money, but seems to be deliberately looking for trouble.

The rich man's expression was calm, and he did not speak immediately.

But his servants could not sit still.

The servant glared at Yang Dong fiercely and threatened:

"Bold! Do you know who you're talking to? ”

"Tell you, my family can afford you to buy your wine!"

"Acquaintances immediately move out of the immortals, if not, beware of your shop!"

Hearing the other party's threat, the smile on Yang Dong's face remained unchanged.

He only raised his hand slightly, and the next moment, a team of elite soldiers with strong and stubborn armor rushed out from both sides of the brewery.

Although there are only ten people, the evil aura on his body can't be concealed.

There is no doubt that these soldiers have seen blood on the battlefield.

Seeing this, the rich man frowned slightly.

Raising such an elite soldier as a guard, the boss behind this brewery is not simple!

At least, it's an existence that you can't afford to offend.

Thinking of this, he slapped the servant in the face with his backhand.

Looking at the servant with a puzzled face, the rich man said coldly:

"Bastard thing, the rules that the old man tells you on weekdays, you don't remember a word."

"Why don't you apologize to this shopkeeper?"

A domestic servant is not a fool, otherwise he would not be a cronie of a rich man.

I saw that he didn't say a word, and knelt down.

"This shopkeeper, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and please have a lot of adults, don't be like the villain."

Yang Dong smiled generously and raised his hand to withdraw the guards of the brewery.

"You don't have to be a customer when you come in."

Then, again, he arched his hand at the rich man,

"This guest officer, you came out this time and brought a total of five people, but you want four more pots of immortals to get drunk?"

"Yes!"

……

All morning,

The only guest who came to the door was a rich man.

Hong Lao Liu counted the twenty-five taels of silver in his hand again, and said:

"Boy, if you have this kind of idea of fooling people in the future, you can't forget the old man!"

"But...... Is there really a fool who is drunk with such an expensive immortal? ”