Today, on the Chu Road, the capital of the Great Chu State, it is still as usual, the crowd is bustling with life, the early vendors have already occupied their familiar stalls for decades, but the size is almost the same, the major vendors have their own tacit understanding and territory, have set aside a piece of land.

The owner of the tavern is called Wu Da Honest, just because the wine in the tavern is pure wine, not mixed with excess water in it, the wine is sweet, so the guests from all over the world are coming to this shop to drink a cup or quench their thirst, or to quench their fatigue, all kinds of people say the law, the shopkeeper never goes to greet, everything is in the eyes, before it was too small, afraid that the words are too messy, it will disturb the guests, now that he is older, but he saves the problem of chatterbox, just look at all kinds of people, it is also excellent.

But the difference between today and the past is that today as soon as the door of the store was opened, an old man with a good demeanor came to him, followed by a housekeeper-like person who had been following closely, and after the old man entered the door, he was not in a hurry to speak, no better than those knights of the rivers and lakes, running errands, as soon as he came in and shouted on time, the old man was very quiet, and he also found a quieter place, but he could see the street through the window, and sat down straight like that.

Xiao Er saw that there were customers coming to the door, although it was very early, and the store had just opened not long ago, but there were customers who were not allowed to enter until the place where they were doing business?

"Guest, there aren't many people who come early in the morning to drink! Why don't you order a dish first?"

There is nothing wrong with saying this, but don't look at the big Chu ceremony as the country's foundation, but the problem of loving wine is also famous in the world, and people who come to the tavern must be stained with two glasses, so Xiao Er opened his mouth and asked the old man about this, and he also wanted to see what the old man meant.

When Zhao Luying heard this, he shook his head, but said:

"This old bone, don't drink at this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink! It's rare to be interested in having a drink, it doesn't matter if it's early or late, as long as there is wine, bring it up."

After saying this, Zhao Luying glanced at Zhao Yan, and the latter understood, but he took out a small goldfish with three or two weights from his sleeve, but he put it directly on the table, and then added:

"My lord wants to drink it! You can just bring it, don't care how much my lord drinks, this money is enough!"

Hearing that everyone said this, and put the money on the table, Xiao Er naturally did not speak to persuade him, after answering a good word, he walked directly to the back room, in a hurry, obviously for such a generous guest, Xiao Er was also very concerned, and on the other hand, Lao Wu was still sitting in his place, settling the account book, his nature was indifferent, for the silver two is enough, for him, money is indeed something outside the body, after all, life does not bring, death does not take it, let alone climb to the powerful, if it is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that he has already stepped forward to ask for warmth next to Zhao Luying, even if he does not know his identity, it can also be seen from the pen that this person must not be an ordinary person, but only when he touched this old Wu, he was like a stake, nailed to the spot, not moving at all.

It's just that when the people in the store were busy sitting on their own business, two figures flashed at the door of the store, and in the blink of an eye, two people walked into one big and one small from outside the store, only to see that these two people were swords in their hands, and they were wearing hats, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, but the relatively small people seemed to be younger and had a slightly bigger temper, and shouted loudly as soon as they entered the door:

"Where's the shopkeeper? Where's Xiao Er? Quickly bring the good wine and food in the store! Grandpa is starving!"

The slightly immature voice accompanied this foul language resounded everywhere in the tavern, but Zhao Luying didn't even look at his face, just patted the table lightly with his hand, signaling Zhao Yan, who was about to make a move, not to act rashly, and Lao Wu, who was sitting at the counter, heard that there was a guest, but he said unhurriedly:

"The distinguished guest waited for a while, first find a suitable place to sit, Xiao Er is going to the back room to get wine, and will come back soon to greet the two."

After saying this, Lao Wu continued to pick up the ledger in his hand and read it carefully to see if there were any mistakes in it, but the little swordsman who heard this frowned, drew his sword, and walked to Lao Wu's counter to run, and continued to shout loudly:

"Is there a mistake in the old man? Look at who we are! But swordsman! Don't you give any face? You have to wait for Xiao Er to bring a bowl of wine before greeting us! Is there any business you do?"

Seeing the sword placed in front of him, Lao Wu just glanced up, and then continued to flip through the account book, but he still said:

"Wait a minute!

This sentence seemed to really provoke the little swordsman, I saw him slam his hand on the counter, and then looked at the shopkeeper in front of him with angry eyes, just wanted to insult loudly but didn't think about it, he was always behind him, but the big swordsman who didn't say a word when he entered the door lifted the little swordsman with one hand, shook it slightly, and the little swordsman's whole person was like being hit by ten incense soft tendons, and it softened, but the sword in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Sorry, there's no way to discipline you!"

The voice of the big swordsman is a little vicissitudes, and there is a little coldness in the vicissitudes, this coldness is not murderous, but like ice, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Hearing the words of the great swordsman, Lao Wu really didn't look up, and still looked through the account book by himself, but he replied in his mouth:

"The heart of death is a good thing, but the sword is not practiced like this."

seemed to be uninvolved, but it made the big swordsman's body can't help but pause, and then he hurriedly wanted to hold his fist, but he didn't want to hold the fist yet, but the little swordsman who was caught in his hand before was relieved, and scolded angrily at the shopkeeper:

"Phew, stinky old man! What do you know? This is called a mortal sword! How can you practice without a mortal heart?"

Lao Wu heard the little swordsman's words, but he didn't respond, just shook his head and continued to flip through the ledger in his hand, while the big swordsman on the side hurriedly lifted the little swordsman's body again, as if catching a chicken, and found a seat and sat on it.

The little swordsman was still not convinced! I thought to myself, I was talking to you anyway! Why do you want to do this to me! At this moment, the little swordsman is eager to stab the big swordsman with a thousand swords! Fang Xie only hates in his heart! But this is just thinking about it, when he saw the big swordsman's face like a dead man, the little swordsman couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he was helpless.

This farce came and went quickly, and the tavern was soon as quiet as ever, just at this time, Xiao Er, who had been taking wine in the back room, strode out, still holding two jars of good old wine in his hands, but he was going to bring it to Zhao Luying's table, but he didn't want to take a few steps, but Xiao Er accidentally fell to the ground, and the two jars of good wine fell to the ground like this, shattered, and splashed around.

Originally, the little swordsman had planned to stop, but he didn't expect that the wine on the ground was fragrant enough, and although it was sprinkled on the ground, it also smelled good! Don't look at the little swordsman who is not big, but he is also a wine glutton, as soon as he smells the aroma of wine, he knows that this kind of wine is hard to find! It is really a top grade, so he hurriedly ran to Xiao Er and said:

"Xiao Er, how much do you sell this wine? Can you bring a pot for Xiao Ye to taste it!"

Xiao Er was a little flustered, after all, this wine is for the big patron, he had been looking for a long time in the wine cellar to find these two pots, but he didn't want to be accidentally broken by such a one, Lao Wu was good to say, everything was plain as usual, just deduct some silver taels and just do it! But it angered such a big customer! That is really terrible!

At this time, I really happened to hear the little swordsman come to ask him, where did Xiao Er still have any good mood, but he just buried his head and said a word;

"It's gone, it's gone! It's all gone!"

Hearing Xiao Er's words, the little swordsman frowned, it was rare to meet such a good wine! He even told himself that it was gone! Isn't it that he has nowhere to solve this wine glutton? Thinking of this, the little swordsman asked again:

"Really?"

Hearing the little swordsman speak again, Xiao Er, who was impatient, was a little angry, and said bluntly:

"There are two more altars! But they are both from the old man! They are indeed gone today, and the earliest batch will be delivered tonight!"

After saying this, Xiao Er picked up the fragments of the wine jar on the ground, and was about to turn around and leave, and went to the back room to get two more jars out, but he didn't want the little swordsman to hear that there was still wine but it was ordered by someone else!

"How can this work! By the end of the night, my drunken worm will torture me to death! You know that this is murder!"

Hearing the little swordsman's repeated difficulties, Xiao Er's anger could not be contained, and he roared loudly:

"What's the use of me! If it's gone, it's gone! You can still go to the old man next door and grab it?"

Hearing Xiao Er's words, the little swordsman's body was stunned, just when Xiao Er felt that the little swordsman was afraid, the little swordsman sketched a trace of arc at the corner of his mouth, only to see him looking at Xiao Er's back when he left, but he didn't pester him anymore, but picked up his sword in his own seat, and then swaggered to the edge of Zhao Luying's table, pointed at Zhao Luying with his sword and said:

"Old man! The master didn't want to do this! But the wine worm in his stomach was uncomfortable! I was not happy without wine! I heard that the last two jars of wine in the store were sold by you! I don't know if I can give my love to the master? After all, you are so old! Drinking less is the right way!"

A word of snatching, in the mouth of the little swordsman, what he said was righteous and awe-inspiring, but it was also a rare shamelessness in the world, but Zhao Luying had no anger towards this, just stood up, looked at the little swordsman in front of him, and couldn't help asking:

"This is not good, I really want to drink today, and it is rare to have this Yaxing, I'm afraid I won't be able to cut my love."

Zhao Luying shook his head after speaking, expressing his helplessness, but just as Zhao Luying finished speaking, the little swordsman drew his sword and stood up, but the blade of the sword pointed at Zhao Luying's chest.